Chapter 17 Spirit in the Pen (5)
Just as the alien space was about to completely collapse, a white phantom flashed by and fled from the crack in the sky.
Mo Yanqing looked at the escaped evil spirit and did not chase it. Even the strange space on which the evil spirit resided was destroyed by Mo Yanqing. Where can this evil spirit escape?
Mo Yanqing stepped slightly, and the Nether Fire became even more violent. Soon, it completely submerged the righteous world, and Mo Yanqing's figure also disappeared.
The wind gently brushed across a bamboo forest. As the breeze left, Mo Yanqing appeared in the bamboo forest, and a burnt bamboo pen fell to the ground.
Mo Yanqing looked up at the distance, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
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After another dizzy twist, Maureen's heart was broken, and this feeling was ten thousand times more uncomfortable than riding a roller coaster.
Maureen opened her eyes with difficulty. After experiencing two soul travels, Maureen felt that she had been in a row for several nights, with a heavy head and a light head.
After a while, Maureen rubbed her forehead and sat up from the sofa. Seeing Maureen awake, Zhao Xiao hurriedly stepped forward to inquire about the situation.
However, Maureen is not in the mood to pay attention to Zhao Xiao now. After pointing at Zhao Xiaowei, she started a temple massage on her own, trying to make herself feel better.
Zhao Xiao naturally understood what Maureen meant and hurriedly ran to his daughter. Zhao Xiaowei also moaned at this time and slowly opened her eyes.
Seeing that his daughter had actually woken up, Zhao Xiao also burst into tears.
Zhao Xiaowei sat up from the bed, shook her head gently, and looked at her father who was crying and cried, but she didn't care about her weakness and quickly comforted her father.
After that, Zhao Xiaowei roughly told Zhao Xiao about her story. After listening to it, Zhao Xiao kept saying that it was fine.
At this time, Maureen also slightly relieved her sense of weakness. After hearing Zhao Xiaowei's statement and her own personal experience, Maureen has now completely believed that the world is not as simple as it seems, and her long-term worldview has been completely broken.
After calming down for a moment, Zhao Xiao asked, "You two are back, where is Boss Mo? Why didn't he come back?"
Zhao Xiaowei heard her father's question and replied: "It's the one who saved me. He is still there, so why doesn't he..."
Hearing Zhao Xiaowei's words, Maureen felt tight, but on the surface he still pretended to be light and said: "No, Brother Mo looks very strong, and didn't he say that that thing is not his opponent?"
Zhao Xiaowei was stunned for a moment, bit her lip and said, "But, did he lie to us? He could have gone with us at that time, but why did he only send us out..."
"But...but..."
Although Molin didn't know how to refute Zhao Xiaowei's words, she still believed that Mo Yanqing would be fine, and of course it was inevitable to worry.
Zhao Xiao looked at the sad atmosphere and said, "Don't worry, I believe Boss Mo will be safe. At least since I knew him, he has never missed the appointment."
Hearing Zhao Xiao's words, Maureen was stunned for a moment, then patted her head, took out her cell phone, quickly flipped out Mo Yanqing's number in the address book and pressed the dial button.
Three seconds after the ringing, the phone successfully answered. At this moment, Maureen breathed a long sigh of relief.
Mo Yanqing's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Call me at this time, is there anything wrong?"
Hearing Mo Yanqing's voice, Maureen quickly replied: "It's okay, I just want to confirm your...safety."
"Oh, I didn't expect that I had been questioning me before, but now I actually care about me. Don't worry, I said that guy can't hurt me."
"That's good, by the way, where are you now? Zhao Xiaowei has woken up too."
"Wake up, that's great. It means that my transaction is half completed. I won't talk about it for now. I'm still chasing that evil spirit. Let's talk about it later when I meet."
After saying that, Mo Yanqing hung up the phone, and Maureen also felt much more relaxed.
Mo Yanqing is now strolling on the street. Although the evil spirit escaped by chance, he is still in a weak state. Mo Yanqing can feel the traces of the evil spirit when it escapes.
Although the evil spirits are not attracted to the sun, the main focus of the sun during the day will still have a certain impact on the evil spirits.
In other words, this evil spirit is just hiding now, and it is estimated that by night, it will definitely run out to heal others' souls.
Losing the world in the pen, the strength of this evil spirit can be said to be even if it recovers well, it still lost compared to the previous ones. It could not beat Mo Yanqing before, so now it is no match for Mo Yanqing.
A quarter of an hour later, Mo Yanqing followed the traces of the evil spirits to the suburbs, and a mountain appeared in front of Mo Yanqing.
In Mian City, people still believe in gods and Buddhas, so there are many temples. There is a temple on the mountain in front of Mo Yanqing, and some believers usually come here to worship.
Judging from the traces, the evil spirits Mo Yanqing followed should have escaped to the temple at this moment.
Looking at the temple on the mountain, Mo Yanqing showed a hint of disgust.
After thinking for a while, Mo Yanqing still moved towards the temple on the mountain.
Because it was already afternoon, there were very few people going up the mountain to worship, and although it was a temple, there were actually not many monks in charge.
Mo Yanqing did not stop and followed the traces to the back hall of the temple.
The evil spirit that Mo Yanqing could feel was now in the back hall of the temple.
However, in the back hall of the temple, there is another aura, and this aura almost hides the aura of the evil spirit.
If it were someone else, they might have been deceived, but unfortunately Mo Yanqing's feeling is very delicate.
However, Mo Yanqing could feel that another aura in the back hall was a little familiar, and seemed to have seen it somewhere.
However, no matter what, Mo Yanqing cannot stop him from taking the time to deal with this evil spirit. After all, Youmingju still needs to operate normally.
Mo Yanqing walked slowly to the back door and gently pushed open the door of the back hall. With the slowly opened door, the appearance of the back hall was completely in Mo Yanqing's eyes.
But then a wave of pressure came to my face, trying to force Mo Yanqing to retreat.
Mo Yanqing's mouth slightly raised, and his breath swayed. He immediately shook the oncoming pressure and walked into the back hall.
The door of the back hall closed with Mo Yanqing's entry, and the temples fell into an inexplicable silence.
(To be continued)
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