However, it is better to be depressed than to risk the ghosts around you.

After all, Ying Shiyue's strength had already been tested by Yigui in the Ligui realm.

"Sorry, March."

"It's okay, let's just let her dance lively for a while."

"I'm still very unwilling."

"It's okay, it's okay." On the contrary, Ying Sanyue, the person who should be unhappy the most, comforted Muke, an outsider.

Muke said "tsk" again and retracted the invisible thread. Ying Jitao quickly got up and dusted off the dust on his body.

Ying Shiyue thanked him politely: "Thank you very much."

Muke didn't want to reply "It's okay". She was so angry now that she didn't want to say anything, so she turned around and left.

Ying Jitao's excited voice came from behind: "Thank you, October!"

Ying October's voice sounded extremely cold: "If you were not from Ying's family... I really want to kill you."

"Are you still angry with me about your third brother? It's been a year, and I've told you many times that your second brother and I are true love. People who are in love should be together.

?Isn’t this right?”

Muke really couldn't hold it back this time and replied directly: "Shameless!"

The sound of breaking through the air came, and it was obvious that Ying Jitao had used some kind of attack. Muke subconsciously ducked to the side, but the sound of breaking through the air suddenly disappeared, and a slight chill came from his shoulders.

"I originally wanted to let you go, but you have to seek your own death?"

Muke didn't even need to look back to hear Ying Sanyue's voice.

But there was always a slight smile in his voice, and Muke rarely heard such cold murderous intent in his voice.

Sure enough, no matter how calm Ying Sanyue pretended to be, Ying Jitao still had a bloody scar on his heart.

"Third brother?"

"March?"

Hearing their voices, Muke knew that it was too late to push Ying Sanyue back.

She sighed softly: "We can only fight. I shouldn't be so mean."

"It's okay, Muke, don't hold it back! Just hit him. Isn't he the young patriarch of the Ying family? We also have a former young patriarch here!" Chen Jie came out of the rabbit backpack watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously.

"Well, this time I agree with Chen Jie, let's fight!" Wang Lei, who always seemed honest and loyal, also went on the road of adding fuel to the fire.

"Come on together!" Liu Meijuan saw it coming out and quickly came out to make her presence felt.

Ying Sanyue let out a soft hum, the coldness between his brows dissipated, and he revealed a smile as bright as a peach blossom. He casually crushed the talisman used by Ying Jitao to attack Muke.

The talisman of the Celestial Master is the nemesis to ghosts, just like water can put out fire. But it is unrealistic to think that a cup of water can put out a mountain fire.

Restraint is not invincibility.

"Third brother...is it really you?" Ying Shiyue is a little younger than Muke, and his voice is softer than his brother's.

"Didn't you...self-destruct? Why...are you still..." Ying Jitao's face was full of fear, and her villain speech made Muke feel a little happy. She finally had the feeling to be the protagonist of justice.

The feeling!

Let her think about how she should answer at this time so that she can appear righteous, majestic and domineering.

Ying Sanyue raised his fingers in the direction of Ying Shiyue, and the peach wood sword that belonged to Ying Jitao changed owners again and flew into his hand again.

Ying Ji Tao's peach wood sword is as fancy as her appearance. It is full of peach blossom decorations and is particularly saobao.

Ying Sanyue gave it a gentle blow, and the peach blossoms on it fell one after another, and were burned clean by the dark ghost flames before they even hit the ground.

He casually held a sword flower in his arm, and his movements were clean and neat: "It looks much more pleasing to the eye this way."

The useless peach blossom decorations on the sword fell off, but Ying Yuyue's eyebrows seemed to have bloomed peach blossoms: "But, little October, you can't do this."

The familiar smiles and familiar lines made Ying October feel like he was back at the Ying family’s training ground.

At first, this man smiled like this, took his sword lightly, and then casually held a sword flower in his arm.

"Little October, you can't do it."

It's just that, no matter how similar it is, it's not the same anymore.

At that time, Ying Sanyue was the proud son of the Ying family, but now Ying Sanyue is just a ghost rescued from the edge of death.

A few years have passed, Ying Shiyue is no longer the same strength as before, but Ying March is regressing. In terms of true strength, the current Ying Sanyue cannot compare with Ying Shiyue. He was able to successfully grab the sword only because he saw Ying Shiyue again.

My brother was very emotional and did not take precautions.

Ying Shiyue did not argue, but just hummed softly, then slowly raised the peach wood sword, and countless talisman papers came out of the talisman bag to protect Ying Jitao.

Ying Sanyue's smile did not change, and she was not at all surprised by this, but the ghosts watching the show didn't understand.

From what Ying Yue said before, it can be seen that he respects Ying Sanyue and hates Ying Jitao. So why does he raise the peach wood sword now to protect Ying Jitao?

"Because Ying Jitao is a living person and you are a ghost?"

When Ying Sanyue heard Muke's question, he smiled and said, "Protect the world from the hands of evil spirits. This is the motto passed down by the Ying family."

Muke twitched his lips: "How ironic."

"indeed."

From what happened to Ying Sanyue, it can be seen that almost no one in the Ying family took this family motto seriously, otherwise how could Ying Sanyue be sacrificed to the demons, but Ying Shiyue was stubborn and accepted death.

Muke said: "I still want to try to persuade him."

Ying Jitao, she wants to kill today, but she doesn't want to really face Ying Shiyue. On the one hand, she has strength, and on the other hand, she doesn't want to see siblings fighting each other.

Ying Sanyue said: "You can try, but I hope you don't have too much hope. This child doesn't know what flexibility is."

Hearing that his third brother told others that he didn't know how to adapt, the blush on Ying Shiyue's face became a little more intense, but his hand holding the peach wood sword was still as steady as a mountain, as if he could cut off everything in front of him.

Seeing Muke throw something, Ying Shiyue subconsciously struck it, but he soon discovered that what Muke threw was not an attack, but a sachet.

Hidden in the dried peach blossoms are heart fragments and a girl's black hair.

Muke raised his voice and said, "What is this thing? You don't need me to tell you, right?"

"...Prayer sachet."

"Well, have you watched the news recently?"

Muke's topic changed so quickly that Ying Shiyue didn't react at once. She blinked her eyelashes like a small fan and said subconsciously: "What?"

But Ying Jitao already understood what Muke was going to say, and screamed loudly: "October, don't listen to him! I, I, I... my sachet was stolen!"
Chapter completed!