Master Qing Leng Always Wants to Marry Me [Transmigration Book]

Lu Ming walked up to Ji He, looked at the group of people surrounding him, and narrowed his eyes imperceptibly.

A group of innocent and lovely disciples were only immersed in the excitement of the evil spirit's attack, and could not feel the inner displeasure of the Great Sect Master Lu. The leader stood up tremblingly and asked, "Xianjun...why did you let the evil spirit run away?" Already?"

Luming: "..."

No one saw the corner of his mouth twitching. The dark clouds in the sky covered the moonlight. Lu Ming stood in the shadow, his robe fluttering in the wind. His face was slumped. He stared at the disciple for a while, then suddenly withdrew his sword He retracted the sheath, and then said: "There are so many people in chaos, evil spirits are treacherous and difficult to deal with, and we will make plans after you are settled."

The implication is that only a few of us may still have a chance of winning, but now that a large group of you are here, protecting you is enough, so why talk about subduing evil spirits?

Everyone also understood the meaning of his words, and they blushed for a while, looking at me and looking at you, the lord of the Jueqing sect was as cold as ice, and he didn't want to show any face, he coughed a few times knowingly, and then Turning to look at Ting Wu, "... Sovereign! How are you doing?"

"Senior Sister Yin... is she being controlled by evil spirits? Are you all right?"

"...Let the disciples take Senior Sister Yin back to heal her injuries?"

"you……"

Everyone gathered in front of Xiang Tingwu and chattered, but he seemed to be frozen and motionless. It took him a while to recover, let go of his hand slightly, and looked down at the person in his arms. Yin Rong closed his eyes tightly. , her cheeks were pale, and her temples showed a kind of oily black as if they had been washed.

Xiang Ting Wu's eyes were deep, he stared at her for a while, then suddenly came back to his senses, he stood up slowly, a disciple next to him rushed forward to take Yin Rong over, but Xiang Ting Wu glanced at him, The disciple froze for a moment, then pointed to a woman behind Xiang Tingwu and said, "Come here."

The female Taoist tremblingly walked over and supported Yin Rong's body, and there were several female disciples beside her to support her. They looked at each other and fell silent tacitly.

Xiang Tingwu walked towards Lu Ming, and the two stood facing each other for a while, then Xiang Tingwu said, "...Thank you."

Lu Ming said: "It's a matter of duty."

Xiang Tingwu's complexion was very bad. He changed his previous arrogant and sullen attitude, and hesitated to speak. After hesitating for a long time, Lu Ming said before him: "Okay. I also want to know about the few people who were killed before. In regards to your situation," he turned his head and glanced at the eastern sky, "it's almost Mao hour, and I will go to Xiguanpu with Jihe as soon as the sun is up."

Xiang Tingwu was silent, and after a long while, he said from the bottom of his heart: "...there is Sect Master Laolu."

Lu Ming nodded, expressing his politeness.

Although I don't know what happened between Xiang Tingwu and Yin Rong, but when Xiang Tingwu saw Yin Rong being controlled by the evil spirit just now, the pain in his eyes couldn't be faked. Lu Ming knew that the lives of the people he cared about were threatened What kind of feeling is it? He is not a gentleman, he can ignore Xiang Tingwu's past actions, but there are more important things in front of him now, and the lives of more than a dozen people in Xiguanpu have not been properly resolved. , Ghosting is very difficult to deal with, since he and Jihe leave, and can bring the safety of Yujianmen for a while, then he is willing to be this saint.

Lu Ming raised his eyes and looked at Xiang Tingwu several times, but unfortunately the other party's mind was not here, and kept staring at the direction of the disciples.

"..."

Lu Ming sighed slightly, didn't say anything else, turned around and walked towards Ji He, who was beside him, and stood side by side with him.

"...What's wrong with Sect Master Xiang?" Ji He looked over there for a while, and then asked, "Isn't he not looking forward to seeing Senior Sister Yin very much? Why did he get nervous when Senior Sister was injured?"

"The authorities are obsessed," Lu Ming shook his head, "Not everyone can express their feelings correctly."

Ji He was startled, but didn't answer. He looked a little worried, his brows were slightly frowned, and he restrained his vigor and vivacity, making him appear very deserted.

Lu Ming thought that he was worried about evil things, so he comforted him in a warm voice: "Don't be afraid. We are controlled by others, and we are inevitably passive. To deal with this stubborn monster, we must plan ahead."

Jihe was silent for a while, then turned around, "What are you going to do?"

His tone was unusually dignified, but it was a pity that all Lu Ming's thoughts were on Xie Chong's face, so he didn't notice the strangeness in Ji He's words. Lu Ming met his eyes: "I have found out the details of that monster, rest A while. Tomorrow morning, we will go to Xiguanpu."

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Xiguanpu is a sandbar by the water. Because a large amount of sand is washed ashore during the flood season every year, such a small impact plain has been formed over the years. There is a small white flower that glows on the shore. The spell is planted near the water by people to block the invasion of the torrent.

After hundreds of years of evolution, it has the size of a village.

Enter along a muddy path, pass through quiet houses on both sides, and at the end there is a yizhuang, which was funded and built by several well-known wealthy households in the city. The few people who died innocently under Xie Chong's hands, because of too much resentment, no one dared to bury them lightly, and they were all placed in the Yizhuang.

When they arrived, the sky was already bright, but it was still dark in the coffin. The custodian led them in, lit candles on the wall, and saw dozens of rows of identical coffins in the house.

As soon as Lu Ming came in, he felt a thick, gloomy and decaying air rushing towards his face. Dozens of coffins were placed in front of him, all embroidered with pure white cirrus patterns. The keeper had already left. There was an eerie silence in the whole room, and there was occasional sound of water dripping in the corner, dropping drop by drop on the ground, and the flickering candle gave off a faint green light.

Lu Ming endured the trembling in his heart, and walked ahead, forcing himself to bravely come to the newest coffins. He was afraid of Ji and scared, so he wanted to turn his head to look at him, but before he could move, a coffin suddenly reached out from underneath. A hand, cold without a trace of warmth, lightly touched his fingertips, Lu Ming gave a sudden pause, and instantly felt that his scalp was about to explode. He grabbed that hand, but it didn't feel right, thinking Looking down, at this moment, a head stuck out from behind, and said softly: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Luming: "..."

He turned his head and met Ji He's peaceful eyes, Ji He asked him, "Are... are you afraid?"

"...!" Lu Ming almost jumped up, "How could it be, being a teacher is prudent."

Having said that, he still tightly held Ji He's hand, even his fingertips trembled a little.

Ji He leaned over and stared at him several times, then said with a smile, "But I'm afraid, what should I do, Master?"

"..."

Although he couldn't feel any fear in him, Lu Ming still protected him by reflex, gritted his teeth and prepared to open the coffin. Just as he was about to raise his hand, suddenly a gust of wind blew in, and the candles on the wall shook violently twice." It went off with a bang.

Luming: "..."

Before he had time to react, the Qinglian sword had already spontaneously flew out to protect the master, only to hear the clanging sound of fighting, and was bounced back again. Lu Ming turned around and took it in his hand, stood holding the sword, and saw The ghost that had just disappeared on the roof before appeared before his eyes again.

It was clearer than last time, there was no black fog around the head, and the familiar face was calmly placed in front of them almost like a provocation.

At the same time, the coffins closest to them began to shake violently, and the coffin body slowly seeped out strands of blood, thick and dark, flowing to the ground along the carved patterns, and there were intermittent ghost cries and resentment in the air Doubling skyrocketed.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Lu Ming quickly drew a spell in mid-air, flew forward and swung his big hand under it, sealing the lid of the coffin that was about to be opened, and landed on a coffin with his toes, the ghosts over there were already attacking and attacking and go—

Lu Ming's heart shrank suddenly, Ji He couldn't use his spiritual power now, and the sword on his waist was not a first-grade spiritual weapon, and he couldn't protect the Lord spontaneously. On the edge of a long sword, there was a loud "clang", which made Ji He fly straight out!

He directly bumped into a coffin, his back was shattered, and then he fell down, spitting out a big mouthful of blood, leaning against the coffin and panting violently.

At this moment, there was a "click" sound behind him, and the coffin lid seemed to be pried open from inside. Ji He felt a violent vibration behind him, and a dead body stood up straight from inside!

It may have been filled with mercury, but the corpse was not decomposed. The red clothes on her body were torn, and pearl hairpins were tied around her head. It could be seen that it was a female corpse. After searching for a while, he suddenly turned to Luming.

Luming: "...!"

His scalp went numb for a moment, he took a step back subconsciously, almost fell off the coffin, and barely stabilized his body, he knew that he could not retreat, let alone show the slightest fear, nails pinched himself in the palm of his hand Pushing, forcing myself to raise my eyes to look at the ghost.

He is naturally afraid of things like dead people and corpses, but he is not afraid of evil spirits. Ever since he crossed over, he has killed countless ghosts under Qinglian's sword. A deep anger.

"It peeled Ji He's skin and put it on his face," Lu Ming thought, "This is exactly the same as the scene a hundred years ago, but the difference is that now Ji He is still staying by my side, and his face is also fine. If this evil face is indeed Ji He's, then where did Ji He come from?"

[System] suddenly screamed: "Warning! Warning! The data fluctuates abnormally, and the identity exposure index increases. We will take compulsory measures for you to ensure the normal progress of the plot. Repeat..."

Jihe: "..."

He didn't know what the system was going crazy again, but his heart ached uncontrollably. Just as he was about to ask something, Lu Ming already flew towards the ghost with his sword.

The body of Qinglian's sword was infused with abundant spiritual power, faintly drawing the sword light in the air, Lu Ming's robe fluttered, and muttered in his mouth: "The mud is not stained, the clear ripples are not demons—"

The white light of the sword was shining brightly, and it made a trembling and thin buzzing sound, and it shot straight into the sky. Even the female corpse beside him couldn't bear the impact of the fierce sword energy. Pimples of corpses climbed up on his face and neck one after another, and he fell down with a distorted expression. , the next moment Qinglian sword shot out ten thousand blue lights, and a handsome fairy phantom sitting cross-legged with eyes closed was reflected in the air, and then slowly opened his eyes.

He actually summoned the Sword God!

All the coffins were shaking, and the intense light illuminated the entire dark mortuary, as if in a trance, just as Luming stabbed the ghost with unstoppable force, the system in Jihe's mind reappeared:

[System]: "Data fluctuations! The previous preparation plan will be activated for you, and Luming will be hit hard——"

"...!!!"

Ji He was shocked. He didn't know how serious the consequences would be if he summoned the Sword God and suffered a backlash. It might be a situation he couldn't bear, but it was too late to stop——

Lu Ming's sword had already collided with Ghosting's face, that face that was exactly the same as Ji He suddenly smiled at him innocently and innocently, and said cutely and fearfully: "Master, don't..."

Lu Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he withdrew his sword suddenly——

[System]: "The plan has been activated, please..."

The strong air flow was mixed with a trace of bloody air, blowing towards the face.

Ji He didn't care about the pain in his chest, and yelled, "System! Don't——!!!"