Seeing Gu Yunshu's shocked and extremely puzzled expression, Xiao Chuhong suddenly wanted to laugh.
Gu Yunshu saw some clues in his eyes, "What exactly do you want to do?"
"It doesn't matter if Yang Huan died or Tang Yinchen died. Even you can't break the rules of heaven and earth."
"So, you took action?"
"One of them is destined to face this calamity of life and death, but it's just one of the two. Just like she is now consuming a lot of vitality to avoid the rules of heaven and earth and use secret techniques. My actions are the same as hers, and I am also secretly plotting against Chen Cang.
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"Do you know the origin of the bell? Did you really let them die on purpose?"
Xiao Chuhong just smiled and said nothing, but the teasing taste in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
"Looking at what you said, could it be that I asked him to pick the bell?"
"..."
Gu Yunshu was speechless, then thought about it, the most important thing now was to protect the safety of Su Zhen and Tang Yinchenhe.
If the two of them cannot successfully retain Yang Huanzhi's living soul, then all three of them will be wiped out, and they will not even be able to enter the underworld.
After all, Su Zhen was a person who had died once, so she was not afraid. But Tang Yinchen was different. He only wanted to save people.
In the room, Tang Yinchen's blood rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He clenched the frost-soaked umbrella in his hand and carefully observed the fluctuations in the barrier.
As Yang Huanzhi continued to absorb Su Zhen's blood and demonic energy into his body, his body gradually turned from green to blood.
Su Zhen was overjoyed and shouted loudly, "Lamb! Lamb! Is that you? You must be able to hear my voice, right? Protect your consciousness! Leave the rest to me!"
When Tang Yinchen heard this, he turned around in surprise, but at this moment, a crackling sound came from above his head.
A gust of cool wind blew from above and penetrated along his collar. A chill suddenly hit his body, and he couldn't help but shiver.
Tang Yinchen rubbed his arm and did not move rashly.
Taking advantage of the break, he glanced at the bed, but could only vaguely see the blurry figures of Su Zhen and Yang Huanzhi.
Su Zhen had no time to estimate him, so she turned her head and said to him, "Tangyu, be careful." Her eyes suddenly became stern, and she quickly made complicated gestures.
As a series of spells were recited, the shrill wails and roars of the resentful spirits continued to reach his ears. Tang Yinchen suddenly had a splitting headache. He covered his head with one hand and groaned in pain.
The body of Yang Huanzhi on the bed also changed, from the original blue and white color to the normal color gradually, until it transformed into the strange black and red color now...
The blood vessels all over the body are black and are still swollen, looking extremely scary.
Su Zhen looked at this scene, swallowed subconsciously, breathed lightly, and her pupils shrank slightly.
He barely stabilized his mind, but the cold sweat on his forehead was still dripping down his cheeks.
More and more demonic energy surged out of her body and entered Yang Huanzhi's wound.
‘Kacha Kacha’
‘Kakakaka’
‘Crack, crackle, crackle’
Strange noises continued to come from Yang Huanzhi's body, and then countless tiny new wounds opened, and black and red blood continued to flow out of them.
According to normal theory, blood should coagulate and stop flowing after death...
There was a sweet aroma mixed with the blood, and it was this aroma that once again triggered the undead riot outside.
As they continued to attack, the barrier set up by Su Zhen immediately cracked.
Su Zhen's face changed slightly, but she did not dare to separate herself, and even increased the output of the demonic energy. At the same time, she suppressed her spiritual power tightly and did not dare to let it be contaminated with the demonic energy. Otherwise, Yang Huanzhi would definitely explode directly.
No chance of survival.
At the same time, countless black or gray translucent undead spirits emerged from the cracks in the barrier.
Tang Yinchen pressed the frost-soaked umbrella in his clenched hand, and red and blue streams of light emerged, intertwined, spiraling upward along his hand, wrapping around him.
Seeing those undead souls trying to fly towards Yang Huanzhi, his temperament suddenly changed, and he said in a cold voice, "So you want to seize the body?! Even my people dare to seize it! In this case, I might as well seize it forever."
Your chance of reincarnation has been cut off! There is no room for you to turn around!"
After Tang Yinchen finished speaking, he flew up and let go of his right hand. He saw the frost-soaked umbrella flying up on its own and spinning rapidly.
Circles of spiritual energy waves rippled out, and at the same time, all the light in the room suddenly went out.
When the light came back, everything around him changed.
Tang Yinchen did not expect that his face would turn slightly pale due to fright.
They were now on a huge mountain, with black mist lingering on the mountain. Even the trees were inky black. Pure white bones appeared and disappeared among them. Upon closer inspection, there were human bones and animal bones.
Tang Yinchen's teeth chattered, but faced with the overwhelming gathering of undead, he gritted his teeth again.
He raised his red eyes and looked back at Su Zhen, who was still working hard for Yang Huanzhi.
Now, Yang Huanzhi is lying flat in the air with his hands folded in front of his lower abdomen. Although the blood is constantly flowing out and the bones and meridians in the body are constantly bursting and reconnecting, he seems to be a real 'corpse', not showing any signs of it.
Burning color.
But little did they know that Yang Huanzhi's soul was also undergoing tremendous suffering at this moment.
Although he was separated from his body, Su Zhen was forcibly recalling his soul, and now the pain had become several times worse.
Su Zhen glanced at the undead three feet away who wanted to get closer but were frightened by her power. She turned her hands and black flames suddenly emerged.
As she waved her hands, the black flames began to surge with several "crash" sounds, enveloping both of them, leaving Tang Yinchen alone.
Upon seeing this, Tang Yinchen felt uneasy for a moment, but in the end he chose to believe her.
He took a few deep breaths and grinned at Zhan Shuang, showing his two neat rows of big white teeth.
Naturally, he was extremely scared, but he couldn't retreat, and he couldn't retreat. Now, the three of them share the same fate!
"Shuang'er! I'm relying on you now! After I go back, I will burn incense every day so that I can provide for you!"
After Tang Yinchen finished speaking, the frost-soaked umbrella seemed to have spiritual consciousness. The handle fell down and hit him on the head a few times, as if to express dissatisfaction with him.
The next moment, the frost-soaked umbrella glowed brightly, and the wave of light quickly fell, forming a mirror formation at the feet of the three people.
Tang Yinchen looked at the huge black fireball and immediately took out a black talisman from his front pocket.
He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Whether we live or die, it all depends on you!"
Immediately, Tang Yinchen suddenly squatted down and placed the talisman in his hand at the center of the magic circle.
In an instant, the entire mountain of corpses began to sway violently, as if the earth was shaking and the sky was shaking. Even Su Zhen, who was trying to retrieve Yang Huanzhi's soul, felt it.
Her strength was not enough to support her, and the cramping feeling in her heart made her frown. She suppressed the sweetness in her throat, and her spiritual consciousness spread, constantly calling for Yang Huanzhi's living soul... This chapter has been completed!