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I don't know how long the two of them were silent, Ling Jiuyao took the lead and said: "The half-faced ghost is dead."

Qi Yu was surprised: "Really?"

Ling Jiuyao lowered his eyes, trying to hide his emotions: "Don't you know?"

Qi Yu shook his head and smiled, "I haven't met him, how could I know?"

Ling Jiuyao stopped, turned around and stared at Ling Jiuyao without moving, Qi Yu also looked back generously, only the sound of rain was left in his ears.

"He knows you." Ling Jiuyao looked at him and said this.

Qi Yu blinked: "This surprised me."

"You..." Ling Jiuyao wanted to ask if he killed the half-faced ghost, but when he met Qi Yu's eyes, he suddenly didn't want to say anything, "Forget it."

Ling Jiuyao turned around, regardless of whether Qi Yu followed or not.

He put his consciousness into the chessboard and wanted to call out Xiaobai, but there was no response.

Ling Jiuyao frowned, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.He tried to use his spiritual power to search for Xiaobai's trace, but he still found nothing.

He pressed down his anxiety: "Qi Yu, have you seen Xiaobai?"

Qi Yu didn't know why he asked the question, and was a little puzzled: "Why did Ah Yao suddenly ask this?"

"He's gone." Ling Jiuyao said slowly.

Qi Yu pondered for a moment, and said: "He is a spirit body that has made a contract with you. If you can't find him even A Yao, it means that someone has used some means to cut off the connection between you."

"You mean, something happened to him?"

Qi Yu sighed: "It should be like this now."

While answering Ling Jiuyao's words, he also wanted to find the disappearing chess spirit, but he also found nothing.

Ling Jiuyao took off the chessboard on his waist and held it in his palm, wisps of white light flowed on the chessboard.But in an instant, the chessboard darkened and stopped in Ling Jiuyao's palm.

He stared at the chessboard, and Qi Yu guessed a little when he saw this: "Could it be that he just left for a while, maybe nothing happened?"

Ling Jiuyao smoothed the tassels on the chessboard, and tied them back around his waist.

"If you just leave, how can you even disappear without a trace?"

Qi Yu looked up at the sky, the rain had stopped.

He put the umbrella back, and suggested aloud: "It's better to go back to one case first, and make plans if you still can't find it."

"Let's go."

In fact, Ling Jiuyao didn't have much hope for Gui Yizong. He searched the whole sect, and just as he expected, there was still no news of Xiao Bai.

The feeling of uneasiness became more and more intense, Ling Jiuyao stood on a mountain peak overlooking the scene below, his face was so gloomy that he almost dripped water.

"That kid is not weak," Qi Yu began to comfort him, "You don't have to worry too much, A Yao."

"Worried?" Ling Jiuyao shook his head, "I was just wondering what the purpose of the person who kidnapped him was."

"Could it be that you want to use him to threaten you?"

Ling Jiuyao sneered: "If you have the ability to control him, do you still need to be afraid of me?"

He thought about it carefully, and finally came to a conclusion: "I think that person went after himself."

Qi Yu stood with his hands behind his back, and the ring on his hand released a golden thread through the entire Guiyi sect.

"Any results?"

Qi Yu withdrew the gold thread and shook her head slowly.

Ling Jiuyao probed his spiritual sense into the copper coin: "It seems that we still have to take a risky move."

"Ah Yao, what are you trying to do?"

What answered him was a stack of talisman papers that Ling Jiuyao took out.

Ling Jiuyao scratched his fingers, dotted blood on each piece of talisman paper, and then flung it down the mountain with arrogance. The blood talismans flew like soldiers ordered to carry out the order.

Ling Jiuyao watched the talisman paper disappear with cold eyes, and only one returned in the end, and the burnt marks could still be discerned on the edge.

And Qi Yu healed the wound on his hand without saying a word.

Ling Jiuyao looked at him puzzled, and Qi Yu explained with a smile: "Your little friend is not with you now, so you can use as little spiritual power as you can."

"So A Yao, why can these spells find his trace?"

Ling Jiuyao first signaled to keep up with the blood talisman, and then said as he walked: "Those talisman papers are some years old, and they are the ancestors of all the current talismans. Naturally, their power is stronger than ordinary tracking talismans. If you throw so many, you will be blind. Rat."

Speaking of which, he glanced at the blood talisman flying in front of him: "It's just that the backlash will be bigger."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Qi Yu's worried expression, and continued on his own: "Now I'm more and more curious about who the hell is that man, who can completely cover Xiao Bai's breath, and even me who is married to him All of them are helpless."

Also, Xiaobai is the chess spirit of Xingqi, and the only one Ling Jiuyao knows who can suppress him is Qi Yu. Where did such a powerful person come from?

Following the blood talisman, the two avoided the disciples of Guiyi Sect along the way, and finally stopped in front of a wall.

"Dead end?" Ling Jiuyao put his hand on the wall, feeling whether there was any spiritual power fluctuation behind him.

Qi Yu called out the long whip, turned to Ling Jiuyao with a smile and said, "Ah Yao, stand a little further away."

Ling Jiuyao glanced at the long whip in his hand, and took two steps back.

Qi Yu threw out a golden light, and the moment the whip touched the wall, it destroyed the entire wall directly.

After the wall collapsed, what fell into the eyes of the two was a broken formation.

At the same time, a person in a corner spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Your blow was so powerful that it even destroyed the formation behind this."

Ling Jiuyao squatted down, covered the remaining lines of the formation with his hands, felt the residual breath inside, and suddenly smiled and said, "It seems that he is still an acquaintance."

He didn't care about the harm of entering the incomplete formation, he manipulated his spiritual power to activate it.

The formation emits a faint blue light, slowly sending the two of them inside.

Ling Jiuyao held up a palm flame to illuminate the surroundings, and then began to look at the space in the formation.

This place is empty, but there is no decoration, and there is no trace of clues.

Qi Yu raised his eyebrows: "Ah Yao, there seems to be no one here."

Ling Jiuyao took out the falling sky, pointed the tip of the sword on the ground, and he walked forward step by step, the sound of the blade rubbing against the ground was harsh and unpleasant.

"Friend, why don't you come out and meet?" Ling Jiuyao stopped, leaning on his long sword and smiling.

There was no response in the air.

Ling Jiuyao let out a low laugh: "The little chess spirit you kidnapped is not easy to raise. It's hard to take care of and expensive. If you still have a temper, it's useless for you to keep it, isn't it?"

"I think you should wake up as soon as possible and return the person to me. Otherwise, be careful that the sword has no eyes."

A hoarse voice sounded: "You are wrong, you little friend is a rare treasure."

Ling Jiuyao raised his head, and Xiaobai's figure appeared in front of him. At this moment, he was nailed to the opposite wall by a blood-stained iron nail. There was a formation in the air that was absorbing strands of white spiritual energy above Xiaobai's head.

Ling Jiuyao's eyes froze, and he looked at Xiaobai whose body had become somewhat transparent, and there was inevitably a hint of anger in his heart.

But he didn't show it on his face, he just smiled and said: "Master Bai, how do you feel?"

Xiaobai raised his head, his voice was a little weak: "If you come one step later, I will confess here."

Ling Jiuyao put away his smile and said sharply, "Duan Aozhu!"

As soon as the words finished, Duan Aozhu walked out slowly.

"I don't know what tricks you used to cut off his contact with me, but now that I have found him, if I am sensible, I will return him, and I can save your life."

Qi Yu approached him with a smile, and comforted him: "Ah Yao, don't be so angry, after all, this person is not our opponent."

Ling Jiuyao smiled: "Yes."

"Then why don't you tell me how you kidnapped him, and I'll let you go."

Duan Aozhu sneered, "Do you think I will believe it?"

Ling Jiuyao was still laughing: "It's not up to you."

Qi Yu sighed, and looked at Ling Jiuyao: "He seems to be a little bit toasted and doesn't eat fine wine."

"I said you two," Xiaobai couldn't help it, "can you hurry up."

"Ah Yao, I'm staring at that Duan, you go and save him." Qi Yu whispered.

The two acted separately, Ling Jiuyao destroyed the formation that absorbed Xiaobai's spiritual energy with a sword, and attracted him back to the one that had been sucked away, while Qi Yu manipulated a gold thread to lock Duan Aozhu firmly, and snatched it from him. Come down with something.

"what is this?"

Qi Yu spread out his palms, and a dark and round chess piece appeared in front of everyone.

Ling Jiuyao was silent.

Xiaobai was shocked: "Why is chess appearing here? I can't even feel its existence!"

"It seems that you are indeed Xingqi." Duan Aozhu spat out a mouthful of blood and smiled ferociously.

Ling Jiuyao took the chess piece from Qi Yu's hand and looked at it for a moment: "He just tampered with this chess piece so that I couldn't find you."

Xiaobai obviously hasn't recovered yet: "How can I not detect the breath of the chess pieces? What's going on?"

Ling Jiuyao knocked on his head: "Wake up first."

"There are exceptions to everything, you don't have to be so entangled."

Xiaobai stretched out his hand: "Give me the chess piece, I will study it carefully."

Ling Jiuyao handed it over, and just as Xiaobai's hand was about to touch the chess piece, Duan Aozhu suddenly spit out a poisonous needle from his mouth and went straight towards Xiaobai.

Before Ling Jiuyao could help Xiaobai block the poisonous needle, a small figure appeared in front of Xiaobai, tightly protecting Xiaobai.

"I won't allow you to hurt my brother!"

A force burst out from that little figure, the poisonous needle was blocked back, and stabbed firmly in Duan Aozhu's neck.

Duan Aozhu struggled for a moment and lost his breath.

Ling Jiuyao looked at the "Xiao Hei" who was carved out of the same mold as Xiao Bai in front of him, and was dumbfounded.

Qi Yu was stunned for a moment, and Xiao Bai cried out inwardly.

Ling Jiuyao could see clearly that "Xiao Hei" ran out of Qi Yu's ring.

There was an eerie silence among the crowd.

Xiao Hei took Xiao Bai's hand: "Brother, why don't you talk?"

Xiaobai: "...you shut up first."

"No, this formation is about to collapse." Qi Yu reminded.

Ling Jiuyao took a deep look at them, picked up Duan Aozhu's body with one hand and walked out.

After the two spirits left the formation, Ling Jiuyao casually threw Duan Aozhu into the confinement room where the half-faced ghost was held. No one had been here since the death of the half-faced ghost.

He arranged the scene as if the half-faced ghost wanted to escape, and Duan Aozhu found out that both sides would be hurt. Then he left a letter to Chen, saying that he was going to find the traces of those villains.

From beginning to end, Ling Jiuyao always carried a sense of alienation, Xiaobai didn't dare to open his mouth to speak, only Xiaohei chirped along the way and asked Xiaobai if he was injured.

Ling Jiuyao walked to the foot of Guiyizong Mountain and stopped suddenly.

"A Yao, why do you..."

"Qi Yu," Ling Jiuyao raised his eyes, his eyes filled with a frozen chill, "Who the hell are you?"

A golden light flashed, and Yutian in Ling Jiuyao's hand was facing Qi Yu steadily.