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Mu Ziyi said in a low voice: "Hey boy, help Dad push it up first. Dad put your Songzi brother down first, he will break if you tie it up for too long."

The fat cub tilted his head, let out a "meow", and turned his head to stare at the old man and the kid on the other side very seriously.

How could the old man know that his little ghost was no match for the chubby little ghost in front of him, and let him send the ghost head off.Seeing that the little ghost was guarding in front of its owner and not actively attacking, the old man let his little ghost stand by.

But the fingers hidden under the black robe moved quietly.From time to time, while the little devil was not paying attention, he sprinkled some tiny things on the ground.

Mu Ziyi carefully lowered Li Songzi from the tree trunk and put it together with Zhou Mingdian.He checked the two of them carefully and found that there was nothing serious, so he was relieved.Thinking about it, that sorcerer who was neither human nor ghost captured these two ordinary people just to force Mu Ziyi to come out.If these two people are seriously injured, it will not benefit him, but will add a karmic debt instead.

Come to think of it, if Li Songzi hadn't been too stubborn and refused to contact Mu Ziyi to lure him over, he wouldn't have suffered such a beating.

Mu Ziyi sighed in his heart, he is obviously a timid and afraid of pain, why he insists on learning TV dramas, and talks so much about loyalty!Sometimes he felt that he hoped that Li Songzi would have less backbone, so as not to be tortured.

Li Songzi comes from a good family and was spoiled and spoiled since childhood.Before meeting Mu Ziyi, he was still a fool who obediently handed over his wallet to the outsiders every time in order not to get beaten.He didn't want this fool to get hurt, because this was one of the few people he valued.

As for himself, he has suffered a lot of injuries since he was a child.As long as it's not life-threatening, he doesn't look at it.

Set up an enchantment for those two people and his fat cub's cat shell to protect them.Mu Ziyi then stood up, turned to face the old man, and clenched his fists.

He said to the little child in front of him: "Fat boy, I'll leave that kid to you, is that okay?"

"Meow~" The little guy patted his chest with his short hands and covered it!

Mu Ziyi subconsciously wanted to pat its little head, but the little guy was too short, and he was too lazy to bend his knees, so he gave up.

He turned his eyes to the old man again, and said coldly: "You still don't plan to leave, could it be that you still have something to do?"

The old man's eyes brightened, and he smiled sinisterly: "I knew that what I was going to face was the person with the most powerful spiritual power in the Mu family, and I heard that you are also well-known in the ghost world. How dare I, don't make more preparations !"

"Mu Ziyi, Mu Ziyi, when it comes to spiritual power and explosive power, you are stronger than me. But you are still too young, and you were deliberately delayed by the Mu family. You, who have not learned magic arts, have always only relied on strength to fight against you. It’s really a pity to deal with ghosts with intuition. Today, I will show you the way warlocks should fight!”

After the old man finished speaking, he took out something in his hand and threw it at Mu Ziyi.Mu Ziyi staggered to the side subconsciously, and rushed towards the old man with a long whip in his hand without any worries.

The long whip swung, and those objects in the shape of black stones that couldn't be seen clearly were thrown away.In the blink of an eye, he was already approaching the old man, and the whip in his hand lashed at the old man mercilessly, with a whip around his head.

The old man obviously couldn't keep up with his mobility, so he turned sideways and got hit on the shoulder.With a muffled grunt, he took a step back to avoid the next whip that followed.I don't know when there was something more in my hand, and I threw it towards Muziyi.

The thing is in powder form, and it will scatter in all directions as soon as it is sprinkled, making it impossible to guard against.Mu Ziyi could only dodge to one side, but inadvertently saw that the old man had a smile in his eyes and an evil smile on his lips.

His heart was not good, and he was about to withdraw as soon as his feet hit the ground.But he didn't want to be entangled around his ankles by black vines that came out of nowhere.He subconsciously struggled, but failed to break free.

He looked up at the fat boy who was wrestling with the little ghost in the distance, and then at the old man with his hands knotted and muttering words.Mu Ziyi gritted his teeth, the long whip in his hand turned into a long knife, and slashed at the black vine.

When the knife was cut down, the vines were severed and turned into black mist and scattered in all directions.However, Mu Ziyi failed to leave here smoothly.Where he was standing, when the vines spread out, a gray translucent barrier emerged from the ground, enclosing him inside.

At the same time, thick black mist kept rising from the ground.Not like ghost power, not like Yin Qi.But with a full hostility and a sense of persecution, it is extremely uncomfortable.

Mu Ziyi only felt that the thick fog was devouring his strength, and there was a vague attempt to strip his consciousness away.

Outside the barrier, the old man walked over slowly, and said lightly: "The duel between warlocks is not based on strength alone. If you want to blame, you can only blame your family members for squandering your whole body in the name of doing it for your own good." Strength and talent."

The old man slowly took off the black robe, revealing his body.I saw that he was wearing loose shorts and short sleeves, and his exposed limbs were bloody, with few good skin and flesh.One of the fingers of the right hand can even see Mori Shiraku.

He opened his hands and said with a half smile and half a cry: "It took me decades to go from a little Taoist who was sent and ravaged by others to a warlock who was respected by countless powerful and wealthy people step by step. I have also acquired various formations through my own efforts, and even modified various formations by myself..."

"Shouldn't a sorcerer as capable as me be enshrined? But those people yelled at me because I killed so many living people. Even Tiandao..." He had a grim expression And pointing at the sky frantically, "It will also torture me, it made me suffer from a strange disease, and made my skin and flesh rot bit by bit..."

"He thought there was nothing I could do about it, but he was dreaming!" The old man's expression slowly went mad, and he said gloomyly: "As long as I take your body, from now on your identity, your young physique, and your remaining lifespan... It's all mine!"

After finishing speaking, the old man stared at Mu Ziyi in the barrier, and laughed loudly, full of ambition.

Even through the barrier, Mu Ziyi seemed to smell that disgusting rancid smell.He gritted his teeth and looked at Fat Cub who had just beaten the kid to the ground and was about to come to support him in the distance.

He said loudly, "Fat boy, go find Gu Jing!"

Fat Cub hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran out of the grove.

Seeing that the kid was going to find foreign aid, the old man was about to rush over to catch it.Seeing this, Mu Ziyi quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and slammed into the barrier.

As if he had a self-awareness, the black mist and barrier saw that he still had the strength to fight against it, and more mist appeared on the ground.Under the force of the two, a strong air current wrapped around Mu Ziyi's body.Not only that, the airflow also brought up many gravels on the ground, and they attacked Mu Ziyi one after another.

Mu Ziyi didn't dodge or dodge, regardless of how many bloodstains those gravel left on his body.He was so focused on breaking that barrier that he had no time to care about anything else.

However, after all, this is the formation that the sorcerer worked so hard to create, and he himself is not familiar with both the technique and the formation, so how can he break it.

Hearing a "bang", Mu Ziyi was bounced back by the barrier at that place, and slammed into the barrier as hard as a wall behind him.

At that moment, Mu Ziyi felt that his internal organs were about to be knocked out.

Everywhere in the body is in pain, and there is also a little pain on the surface of the body.The blood in his throat surged, and he swallowed it secretly.He half-opened his eyes and looked around, and saw that his little fat cub had successfully escaped, so he felt relieved.

If it was head-on, he and Fat Zai would definitely not be able to lose.But this warlock is insidious and cunning, and he is old and sophisticated.Even if he can be plotted against, what's more about Fatty, the little guy who has become more and more stupid as a cat in the past few years!

He was about to stand up, to lose without losing power.Unexpectedly, the black mist took the opportunity to surround him more and more wantonly, as if it wanted to take the opportunity to seize all his strength and consciousness.

The old man stood outside the barrier, shook his head and sighed: "Why do you torment yourself like this for a brat! If you accidentally damage your body, what should you do!"

Mu Ziyi endured the pain of the internal organs being squeezed, with malice in his eyes, and said slowly: "If I don't break it, I won't be willing to give it to you!"

The old man's face darkened, he took out a piece of talisman paper in his hand, and stuck it on the barrier.As soon as it touched it, the talisman paper was completely attracted and disappeared without a trace.

The old man said gloomyly: "I don't know what to praise! Just stay inside and enjoy it!"

The black mist surrounding Mu Ziyi became more and more dense, wrapping around him.He just felt as if his heart was being clenched by a big hand, and it was getting tighter and tighter. The pain made him break out in cold sweat.The throat also seemed to be wrapped tightly by something, almost suffocating.

He gritted his teeth and swallowed back the blood rushing to his throat.Looking up again, he saw that the old man was actually walking in the direction of Li Songzi and Zhou Mingdian.

His heart trembled slightly, he was trapped here at this time, and the strength to maintain the enchantment was very weak...

Seeing that the old man was getting closer to Li Songzi and the others, Mu Ziyi was anxious, and sat up enduring the pain, forcefully mobilizing the little spiritual power left in his body...

In the next moment, his eyes were ferocious, and a long knife appeared in his hand, and he slammed into the barrier with a vicious "either you die or I live".

When the old man realized that something was wrong, there was a crisp whining sound from the barrier, and it disappeared instantly.The black mist inside also dispersed, and it no longer only attacked Mu Ziyi.

As for Mu Ziyi, his eyes were scarlet and fierce at this moment, like a beast in the forest, staring at him like a prey.

Clearly, his body was in a state of distress, with bloodstains everywhere, even his face could not be avoided.But he was standing upright, holding a knife in his hand, with the tip of the knife on the ground, walking towards the old man step by step, but he was so calm.

The old man took a step back subconsciously, terrified in his heart.This person actually used this self-destructive method to overdraw his spiritual power and destroy his formation...

He secretly gritted his teeth, this young man was too cruel to himself... Overdrawing the spiritual power in the body is equivalent to overdrawing the vitality.This person's eyes are blood red now, and he has nothing but killing intent, and I am afraid that because of this, he has lost consciousness.

Facing the last desperate lunatic, the old man felt that he was not sure that he could win.Furthermore, what he wanted was Mu Ziyi's complete and healthy body, not a half-dead body!

The old man had a judgment in his heart, so he turned and fled.However, Mu Ziyi was like a ghost at this time, following closely behind, the long knife transformed from spiritual power struck with the sound of piercing the sky.

The old man was terrified, the knife was too fast, he might not be able to dodge it.In desperation, he activated the life-saving technique.

In the next second, a shrill scream resounded through the forest.Where the old man was standing before, a little ghost was cut in the body, and his soul disappeared within a moment, leaving no shadow behind.

The little ghost flew away, and the magician, as the master, naturally suffered a backlash.The old man spat out a mouthful of blood and clutched his painful chest.In my heart, I felt that this scene was too cruel.He looked at Mu Ziyi's expressionless expression, and then at those bloody eyes that were aimed at him again, and felt terrified.

Almost without thinking, he threw several talisman papers at the bottom of the box at Mu Ziyi, turned around and ran away quickly.No matter how difficult it is to make talisman paper, it is not as good as your own life!

This little brat of the Mu family is a wolf at all, don't die!

Those talisman papers were indeed useful, blocking Mu Ziyi's actions.The old man was overjoyed, and ran away with all his might.

But before he ran [-] meters, he felt a strong sense of oppression coming from the air.At the same time, he felt the danger behind him, so he quickly turned to the side.

"what!!!"

The old man covered his severed left arm wound, and was so painful that he wished he could roll on the ground twice.

He endured the pain and looked over, only to see a handsome man holding Mu Ziyi's little ghost in his arms, staring at him with deadly eyes.

Those eyes were as deep as ink, carrying an indelible coldness.The old man just felt like falling into an ice cellar, with pain and cold in his lungs.

run!If you don't run away, you will die!

The old man didn't pick up his broken arm, and threw out his last talisman to attack Mu Ziyi.Seeing that the man and the kid focused on Mu Ziyi as he wished, the old man quickly took the opportunity to escape.

Gu Jing knew that the old man had run away, but at this moment, he just stomped the floor with his foot to send ghost power to his cronies to chase after him.As for himself, there was only room for Mu Ziyi in his eyes.

Looking at the man's unconscious scarlet eyes that only contained murderous intent, Gu Jing felt chills all over his body.It's ridiculous, he is a ghost, but one day, he will feel cold physically and mentally...

He unconsciously clenched his hands into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, as if his throat was pinched by an invisible big hand, and he couldn't make a sound.

Until Mu Ziyi dragged his knife and approached him step by step.He was like a trapped animal, with a suppressed, panic-speaking sound from his throat.

"Mu Ziyi..."

Hearing this voice, Mu Ziyi stopped in his tracks, his eyes gradually showing a hint of bewilderment.

Gu Jing felt pain in his heart, but he had to force a smile on his face: "I am Gu Jing, your...friend."

"Meow~" the little ghost in Gu Jing's arms also called out very sensiblely.

Gu Jing patted its fleshy butt lightly, and reminded in a low voice, "Speak human!"

The little guy immediately said again: "Meow... Dad, don't you want to be a good boy?"

The immature voice was soft and waxy, full of grievances and tears.

The bewilderment in Mu Ziyi's eyes became even worse, and his cold expression also changed slightly.He tilted his head in confusion, as if thinking about who the boy is.

Gu Jing rubbed the little guy's butt again, and the little guy continued to encourage him: "You don't want Zai Zai, then don't you want this annoying errand too? He will cry meow!"

Mu Ziyi's expression became more and more shaken, his eyes slowly became clear, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground and dissipated.

He blinked and was still scarlet, but his eyes had a gleam of light, and he seemed to be talking to himself: "Gu Jing...fat boy?"

"Yes, I'm Gu Jing, and this is the fat boy." Gu Jing raised the little guy and said cautiously.

There was a slight change in Mu Ziyi's expression, and his eyes became clearer.After a while, he said, "Is everything all right?"

"No." Gu Jing shook her head.Mu Ziyi is the only one who has something to do now.

"Where are the pine nuts?" Mu Ziyi asked again.

Fat Boy accepted his words in a childish voice: "He's fine."

"That's good." After Mu Ziyi finished speaking, he forced a smile and said, "Since everyone is fine, let's call it a day."

Gu Jing and the little guy looked at each other, thinking that Mu Ziyi's "everyone" included himself.Before the two ghosts had time to be ecstatic, they saw Mu Ziyi bend over suddenly, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body gradually became limp.

Gu Jing's face turned pale, and she subconsciously threw the little guy out of her arms, and rushed to Mu Ziyi who was about to fall to the ground, narrowly catching him.