The wind soul spread her hand as she flew. "She has actually been 20 thousand years old."
Ling Ning Qiao’s face is red. "Master, you are talking nonsense. Even if you count me in the days when I was waiting for you in Penglai Xiandao, people are only over three hundred years old."
"More than three hundred years old? She is over 300 years old? " Feng Zhixin looked depressed and thought, "Why would I be called aunt by a man in his 300 s?"
Chapter 26 Death of a soul-snatcher? Princess in white versus Kuroha!
Flying to the northern hills, the wind and the soul cleared out a piece of land and threw out the chess and five elements to build an altar. Ling Ning flew around with a cinnabar pen in his hand to draw a spell cloth. It seemed so busy that a gust of wind saw that the soul was almost ready. When Yuan Baoer and Yin Niang brought Gu’s dead body to me, they sat on the grass with Zhi Xin and looked at Tianxing.
The wind zhi Xin holds her legs bent, and her brother leans shoulder to shoulder. The night wind blows the Milky Way, and the little weeds emit fresh fragrance, which makes people intoxicated.
She asked, "Brother, how did you believe in crossing such a thing at that time? Really ran to jump off a building? "
Wind Soul wanted to tell her that he didn’t jump by himself, but was pushed by email’s little confusion. After thinking about it, he looked at the sky and said slowly, "I didn’t know how to find you at that time because you disappeared from home. I didn’t think much about crossing or jumping off a building … I wanted to find you."
Although he found the early Tang Dynasty from the Eastern Jin Dynasty for more than 300 years, he finally found it in his own home, but he still felt less relieved. Now he knows that his sister has not had any accident.
Feng Zhixin said, "It’s nice."
"What’s good?" The wind soul laughed. "Do you feel very happy to let my brother cross over and look for you everywhere?"
"I mean," Feng Zhixin put her head on his shoulder. "Although I have been missing for a long time for my brother, for me, you have always been around … it’s good. If the missing person is my brother, then I really don’t know what to do."
"Silly girl" Wind Soul put her arm around her sister’s shoulder. "No matter what happens, I won’t leave you. You are my most important sister. How can I be willing to throw you alone? Even if you disappear, I will keep looking until I find it … Do you think I found it? "
The wind zhi Xin pooped and laughed. "I have no roots."
"That’s for you." Wind Soul sighed slowly. "For me, you have been away from Zhixin. It’s hard for me to find you …"
The wind zhi Xin was silent.
The wind soul hugged his sister more tightly, although he went through it. Now that he thinks about it, he doesn’t even know what it is. His sister has always been at home, but he has been looking for it, but at least she is with him now, which makes him feel that all the hard work and efforts are worth it.
"So," Feng Zhixin turned to look at Feng Soul and said, "Should I say’ Welcome back’ to you?"
"What do you say?"
"So," Feng Zhixin smiled and kissed Feng Soul on the cheek and said, "Welcome home, brother!"
The wind soul felt a feeling of happiness in his heart, no matter how big the outside world is, he didn’t feel at home until he was here with Zhi Xin.
"Now that you’ve come back," Zhi Xin put her head on his shoulder again, "then she won’t leave, right? We can still live here. If you like Lingning, they can stay at home. Although it’s not big enough, it seems that the room without our building will be rented. Then we can rent it. After we have savings, we can buy a bigger room. Although the house price is very expensive now, there will always be a way … What’s wrong with you? "
She looked up at the wind soul puzzled.
The wind soul is already staying there.
Stay here with Ling Ning and Yin Niang, Bao Er and Mei Er and never return to the Tang Dynasty? Although this is really a good idea, what should they do if they stay in that era, such as Red Line, Sun Lingxiu, Huihong, Chunjinger and Bath Moon? Disappear, don’t see now, I don’t know if I’m alive or dead. What about Xu Feiqiong?
There are also East Heaven Zheng Lao, Princess Chichen, Zhong Hua and Yue Hua, who once fought side by side against Yi Nuo Zun and his millions of gods. How can they abandon them themselves?
The wind zhi Xin looked at the wind soul’s hesitant face and his eyes slowly darkened.
"It seems that" she looked up at night "brother, you have a reason to go back to the past"
"… I can take you with me!"
"Really?" The wind zhi xin said softly, "but in that case, brother, what did you cross at that time …?
This question … The wind soul suddenly found its own way to answer!
In this silence, Yuan Baoer and Yin Niang have their own swords flying.
After putting the body on the altar, it was inconvenient to lose both legs because of Ling Ning, so I taught Yin Niang the art of summoning souls, and asked Yin Niang to perform a fast ceremony. She set a incense table and burned paper, and Yin Niang stepped on the seven stars and held a peach wooden sword and danced gently for a while. The breeze blew by candlelight and shook the altar. The body seemed to move.
Ling Ning flies to offer sacrifices to the soul, puts his hand on this "dead master" and snorts. He can’t help but rejoice that "it seems that he has come back with a soul."
"It seems that there is," said Feng Soul, "but the human body has three souls and seven spirits and needs to be recalled for three days and three nights."
Yin Niang stopped the peach wooden sword and said, "It’s all because of my delay that Master failed to cross these three days and nights. Let my brother stay here."
Ling Ning said, "Yin Niang and I have been staying here."
The wind soul wanted to think and smiled. "Actually, there is nothing to worry about. Since the summoning technique is effective, it will be left here by Yin Niang for the time being. Others will come and accompany Yin Niang when they are free. Anyway, the distance from the city to here is very short, and it is a short time. There should be no monsters and ghosts in this era. I will put some bans on the surrounding clouds and scattered water arrays, so that it will be lost in case."
Ling Ning and Yin Niang nodded together when Feng Zhixin pulled Feng Soul aside and whispered, "Brother, I’ve been wanting to ask you just now. Aren’t they all from the Tang Dynasty?"
"Yes."
"Then" Feng Zhixin quietly pointed to Yuan Baoer. "Why is there a bunny?"
Kuroha stood on the branch and watched the roads coming and going at the foot of the mountain. These iron boxes are suspected to be that there are people in the vehicles of this era, one has two, but there are a dozen.
In her mind, she is still remembering the situation when Nie Yinniang’s sword and spear were facing each other. She felt that she could live and love, and that she would never be afraid of anything. However, when Nie Yinniang pointed the sword at her in a self-destructive manner, she had an unprecedented panic in her heart. She didn’t know what swordsmanship Nie Yinniang was going to produce at that time, but at that moment she intuitively knew that she would die.
It turned out that he was so afraid of death.
Or maybe your fear is not death … but the humiliation of dying.
At the foot of the mountain, a bus was about to pass by, flapping its wings behind her, and someone on the bus saw her hand through the window. She cried strangely, but before others could see it, she had stabbed the spear point with a light shuttle and struck the bus, sparking and flashing. The bus flew out of the road and turned over the river bank, and then suddenly exploded, making a puff of black smoke, while she took out a small bright green bamboo tube from her arms, pulled out a cork, and the burning car flew out of more than a dozen ordinary people’s roots and saw the shadow throw itself into the bamboo tube.
Other cars on the highway stopped one after another, and before anyone found her, her wings soared into the clouds.
With more than a dozen souls who have just died, she flew to Grandma You Rui’s hiding place. The purple evil spirit knife in Grandma You Rui’s place was overbearing. Fortunately, her dragon-feeding and soul-eating skills can be combined to refine other people’s souls into their own yang gods. Otherwise, she would have died in the Candle dragon fire poison contained in the purple evil spirit knife.
If you want to eat these living grandmothers again, you should be able to recover, right? Kuroha thought.