Chapter 31: happy touch

Chapter 31 Happy Corpse Touching

"Chu Liang!" Song Qingyi cried out sadly.

She ran to Chu Liang, whose pupils were dimmed, and was about to cry when she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Huh?

Can you move by yourself?

Just as he was wondering, he saw Chu Liang's clear eyes in front of him suddenly turning again, showing his spirit again.

"Ah..." Chu Liang heaved a sigh of relief and fell to the ground.

The flashy moment just now can be called the most thrilling moment in his life so far.

From the moment he was brought into the hut by the man in black and saw the magic circle, a bold idea came out of his mind.

Facing a demon cultivator at the Jindan realm who made him helpless, it was almost a doomsday situation. If he directly killed Song Qingyi and Chu Liang, there would be nothing they could do. But in order to preserve the complete power of the soul, he chose to directly absorb the souls of the two.

Normally, there will be no difference.

But at this time, Chu Liang suddenly remembered the reward that disappointed him.

Soul-moving curse!

If there is still a slight chance of a comeback, then maybe... it depends on it.

So he was struggling all the time, not doing a useless dying struggle, but wanting to turn around and block one of his hands behind his back, so that he would not be found when he took out the spell jade talisman from the White Tower.

It was precisely because of this that when the man in black wanted to attack Song Qingyi first, Chu Liang breathed out his fragrance, which angered the man in black and forced him to absorb his own soul first.

When the black-robed man really fell for the trick and cast Soul-hunting on Chu Liang, Chu Liang also activated the white jade talisman at the same time.

The jade talisman shattered immediately, and the soul-shifting spell took effect instantly.

Chu Liang's soul exchanged briefly with that of the man in black.

After entering the body of the black-robed man, Chu Liang felt that his five senses were deprived for a moment. Then the senses were restored, but the body was still unable to move.

It feels like my arm is numb from sleep, and that part of the limb feels like it belongs to a stranger. And this feeling is now spreading all over the body, unable to move.

Fortunately, this stiffness only needs to last for three breaths.

At the same time, the man in black also found out in horror that he had inexplicably appeared in Chu Liang's body, but the black light from the book of the underworld had already landed on "himself".

His soul didn't even stay for three breaths before it was taken away by the book of the underworld.

In other words, he died.

As soon as the black-robed man died, the Soul Cone Nail condensed by his supernatural powers would be untied naturally, and only then could Song Qingyi resume her actions and rush to Chu Liang's side.

Then the three breaths ended, and Chu Liang's spirit returned to his body quickly.

End of this thrilling journey of moving souls.

Pata.

Following the death of the man in black, the black jade book also fell to the ground, and the black candles in the formation were extinguished one after another.

Chu Liang simply stepped forward, picked up the black jade book, only to feel a dark air in his hand, and an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. The magic weapon of Hades sect is indeed evil.

He touched the man in black with his hands again, and found a dark gold token engraved with the word "Hunting Soul", and some small porcelain bottles that should be sealed with various ghosts...

Song Qingyi, whose face was still wet with tears, stared dumbfounded at his movements, "You... what are you doing?"

"Touch the corpse." Chu Liang said calmly.

"I know..." Of course Song Qingyi knew that he was touching the corpse, and also knew that this was a routine procedure after killing an enemy.

But...how did you know it was a corpse?

Although there are various indications that the man in black robe is indeed dead, isn't this too sudden? Tears were still rolling in my eyes, I didn't know what happened, why did Chu Liang touch the corpse so calmly as soon as he came back to his senses...

In short, I feel weird.

"How did he die?" Song Qingyi asked after thinking for a long time.

"Maybe he's gone mad, right? Or something went wrong when he was using his supernatural powers." Chu Liang replied without hesitation.

As for the use of the soul-shifting spell by myself... there is no need to talk about it, otherwise it will arouse suspicion.

Of course, in other words, Song Qingyi is not a fool, so it is impossible to believe it. However, after hearing this statement, she would know that she had something that she didn't want to reveal.

Sure enough, Song Qingyi didn't continue to ask.

With the cultivation of the Divine Artistic Realm, one can silently kill the Golden Core Demonic Cultivator...

She was shocked inexplicably.

Chu Liang lifted off the robe of the man in black, revealing the face of a relatively ordinary middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. It seemed that he really couldn't imagine the appearance of a Moxiu who disregarded human life, and he couldn't imagine that it would have such an old and hoarse voice.

Mages have always used secret techniques to cover their faces and change their voices, and it is possible that only after his death will he have the opportunity to see his true face.

He touched it up and down, and finally put the body down again, took off the shoes of the man in black, and said: "Jiaoxi Song, let's share the harvest fifty-fifty."

"No, no, no need..." Song Qingyi hurriedly waved his hands, "I am already very grateful for your special trip to save me this time. If you have any gains, just accept it yourself."

"How embarrassing..." Chu Liang smiled slightly.

Song Qingyi looked at the young man with a gentle smile in front of him, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

It’s also him who is gentle and elegant, it’s also him who just breathed out the fragrance, and it’s also him who touches the corpse happily here... I really can’t guess him.

Then I saw Chu Liang take out a stack of bank notes from the black-robed man's boots, put them into his pocket without hesitation, and said, "I have to hurry up, I don't have much time left."

"Huh?" Song Qingyi became nervous again when she heard this, "Will there be enemies coming?"

"No..." Chu Liang shook his head, "But in a short while, my master should be here soon."

Before the words fell, a sharp sound resounded suddenly.

It was as if a phoenix soared above the nine heavens, and its sound reached the four seas. The birds with a radius of hundreds of miles felt the suppression of their blood at this moment. worship.

Boom—

Suddenly, there was a huge explosion that could be heard throughout Yanjiao City, billowing smoke and dust and mushroom clouds rising from the riverside.

The world was shocked.

Hoo—

After a long while, the surroundings returned to silence.

Just looking at the set, how can there be any thatched houses, river beaches, grassland...

There is only a deserted giant pit.

There was a small open space in the center of the pit. In the open space, Song Qingyi stared wide-eyed, full of bewilderment.

Chu Liang stood up with his arms folded, looking ahead.

Surprised.

In the smoke and dust in front of him, there was a figure covered in fire, which seemed to be in human form, with a pair of giant flaming wings about Zhang Xu behind. With a cry, the fiery wings withdrew.

The wind blows the dust away.

The indifferent figure of the emperor's daughter Feng was revealed. She was dressed in a red skirt and black robe, tall and tall, and she was indescribably domineering.

Like a fire, like an iceberg.

Holding Lin Bei by the nape of his neck with his right hand, as if he was holding a chick. Lin Bei rolled his eyes, and his face was sour-purple. It seemed that the emperor Feng was flying too fast when she came, and his body was not very strong.

Emperor Feng looked around indifferently for a moment, then threw Lin Bei to the ground, and asked aloud, "Where is the enemy?"

"Master..." Chu Liang said: "The enemy is dead..."

"Hey, are you dead?" After hearing this, Empress Feng relaxed, shook her head, and returned to her usual lazy expression. He raised the wine gourd and drank a few more gulps, and the evil spirit on his body was completely dissipated.

The ambient air pressure drops suddenly.

Chu Liang relaxed his shoulders.

Song Qingyi, who was afraid to vent her breath for a while, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The terrifying coercion and destructive posture just now are just the aftermath of the emperor's phoenix landing. With such a strong aura, even though Chu Liangming knew that it was the master who came to save him, he still subconsciously held his breath.

The power of the realm in the combat state is really terrifying.

The coercion of a glance is enough to suffocate!

The imperial daughter Feng walked over with her long legs, her white thighs were faintly visible from the side of the robe as she walked, came to the side of the man in black, and kicked twice.

"It's really dead, I thought there was a fight." She was still a little disappointed, looked at Chu Liang again, and asked, "You two killed a demon cultivator at the Golden Core level?"

The secret of the White Tower, until it is fully understood, Chu Liang is not going to reveal it to anyone. Even if it is a more trusted master, he doesn't think it is necessary.

So he said: "This person died a bit strangely, I'm more inclined to be Pengci..."

(end of this chapter)

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