The world changed drastically, and the clouds disappeared instantly. After a violent twist, the space shattered inch by inch, like a broken mirror, dissipating between the world in a blink of an eye.

The scenery also returns to the beginning, the lake, woods, and the buds that gradually sprout in the warm spring wind.

The breeze rippled on the lake, and in the sparkling waves, there were a few wild birds flying from somewhere, screaming "rattle". Although the sound seemed a little harsh, it made people feel the breath of life.

The red bean cheered and rushed towards the lake with great strides until it entered the water, its body had returned to its normal size.

Although the mud we stepped on in the ghost world was all illusory, Hongdou couldn't help but want to take a shower and remove the false bad luck.

Qi Lu didn't say anything bad at this time. After all, after a series of battles, he really needed to take a break and restore the spiritual power in his body.

At this time, it is naturally not suitable to meditate and recover, because the danger has not yet gone far, and in a moment, another ghost appears in front of you.

Holding two spirit stones in both hands, greedily absorbing the spiritual power in it, feeding back to her empty body.

"Let's have a rest, I'll protect the Dharma for you."

At this time, we can see the gap between Lu Xiangsi and him. Although we fought one after another, Lu Xiangsi seemed to be fine and did not see much consumption at all. On the other hand, Qi Lu, like a husband who had fought all night, was always emitting a breath called "weakness".

"I really miss the days when Jiang Lu is still here..." Qi Lu sighed, without rejecting Lu Xiangsi's kindness, nodding and recovering.

Jiang Lun left... forgot how many days he missed him.

Jiang Lun: I'll do your grandma's leg! I've been dead for so long, and you took it out and whipped the corpse! You're really a big deal!

It’s another story. After Jiang Lu’s death, Qi Lu’s strength has indeed been greatly reduced. Even though his cultivation is much stronger than before, it is still hard to hide his shortcomings of insufficient spiritual power.

After taking a beautiful shower, Hongdou shook her head and walked out of the water. The water droplets on her body evaporated dry in an instant. Her hair was as fluffy as a lion dog, but it was much bigger than a lion dog. In terms of combat effectiveness, it was not of the same level.

Half an hour later, Qi Lu had almost recovered. He threw away two spirit stones whose spiritual power had been dispersed, stood up and said, "Go away quickly, so as not to cause more trouble."

After Lu Xiangsi enlightened him, Qi Lu's heart was completely opened at this time. No matter what kind of broom star constitution he had in the dark, if he had to look back on everything, he really couldn't do anything.

Make the right choice at the right time, just follow the right direction in your heart, and that's all.

Once again, they got on the back of Hongdou. The two of them were like men who were trapped in horses, galloping between the vast forests. The strong wind blew violently, but they felt particularly comfortable.

Without the invasion of ghosts for the time being, Qi Lu and his team's speed can finally increase. If they look at the sky at this time, they drew a long line on the earth and turned toward the south.

Just one hour after they left, many figures appeared in the places where they fought before. Who is the man in the lead, Wan Changlin from Wanjianmen?

"There are signs of fighting, and the ghost energy remains around."

Wan Changlin's eyes narrowed slightly, looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, and a gleam of light flashed through his eyes, "I don't know which master is here to destroy the ghosts."

"Master, maybe he is a cultivator of the secrecy. Anyway, there was never such a master around Jiulong Town before."

The disciple beside him spoke respectfully and analyzed tentatively: "Our master has just arrived. The disciple believes that this should not be the practitioner we are familiar with."

"You understand again?"

Wan Changlin glanced at the other party, his mood a little cold.

The disciple who was still analyzing it with a reasonable and well-founded moment, quickly lowered his head and bowed in panic and said, "Disciple, I don't mean that..."

"It's not that meaning, is it that meaning?"

"I'm talking too much, please forgive me!"

The young disciple couldn't help but feel bitter. Since his master went to Qiguo and came back, his whole personality seemed to have changed like a different person, losing his previous calmness and peace, and becoming strange.

For example, now, if he had said this in the past, there was nothing wrong with it. Not only would he not be scolded, but he would also encourage them to use their brains and think more. But after the incident of ghost attacks, this situation has completely disappeared.

Being scolded every now and then has become commonplace. Even if you don’t get scolded by your master one day, some junior brothers still feel uncomfortable all over, just like losing their souls.

If this situation continues, they will be going crazy.

"Remember in the future, don't say more if you shouldn't say anything. You should also use your brain more if you should say something, and then think about whether there are any loopholes."

"Yes! Disciples follow the Master's teachings."

But even though he said that, there was a hint of helplessness in his lowered vision.

It’s over, Master is so crazy!

Although he, a disciple, did not observe the oath on site, was familiar with it. After being cheated by Emperor Mingzong of Qiguo, he fell into such a problem. He thought about everything being steady and safe...

It's a bit... no! It's very uncomfortable.

But no matter how uncomfortable it is, the other party is always his master, but he dares not say anything.

And just as he was thinking about it, Wan Changlin took out a butterfly from the storage bag. If Qi Lu was present, he would definitely run away!

Why does this guy have the luck butterfly?

When will this thing be mass-produced?

"The Rain Butterfly of Creation, the treasure that the Sect Master once found in the extreme north can trace back what happened before."

He seemed to explain to his disciples, but he felt unhappy without saying such a few words. As his words fell, his palm shook and threw the Rain Butterfly of Creation into the air.

It was like a butterfly dancing lightly, bringing a dreamy breath, and the light that was sprinkled makes people fall into a illusion. Then, a light curtain slowly formed.

And just after seeing the two figures in the light curtain, Wan Changlin's breathing suddenly became heavier!

His eyes widened, and his disciple exclaimed, "Lu Xiangsi?"

Although they are not in the same country, these people are quite familiar with the practitioners of Qi Kingdom, especially such famous practitioners. The moment they saw Lu Xiangsi, the disciple became excited instantly!

This woman is Lu Xiangsi, so the man beside her is the culprit who caused his master's perversion!

Kill him,

Master can return to normal!
Chapter completed!