Chapter 280 The ghost-controlling monk who covets Nan Ge
Author: Ruixuefengnian
Chapter 280 The ghost-controlling monk who covets Nan Ge
In the empty and silent dark hall, only a pool of blood radiated a faint light, bringing insignificant light to the darkness there.
"Master, do you like him?"
In the blood pool, a sword trembled slightly, and the originally calm blood pool stirred up ripples and waves. But where the sword was, a half-demon girl stepped on the air with bare feet, her expression
Staring confusedly at the deep darkness of the hall, I fell into thinking and self-doubt.
"What did he do wrong?"
The sword spirit was born less than a day ago. Although she has enough spiritual intelligence, she does not have much knowledge. After all, her birth is too special and there is no bloodline inheritance. The sword master who gave birth to her cannot be seen.
He glanced at her and left without taking her with him.
At this moment, the only thing the Sword Spirit can think about is why she was abandoned. She wants to pursue the sword master now, can she make her body fly, and is it possible that when the sword master abandoned her, she was not the first to do so.
Time is catching up.
Even if she wants to pursue it now, she doesn't know where to go. What she is looking forward to now is her master, who may not have abandoned her, but may have left temporarily because of something.
Perhaps it was because she was too weak to be helped, so she was left there instead of taken away with her. She was not abandoned.
"Is it because he is too weak?"
The sword spirit thought about the reason why he would be abandoned. The master glanced at him the moment she was born and took shape, and then left without any regrets, without stopping.
"Master, where am I?"
"When will you come back to see him?"
"The master will definitely come back to see him!"
"Why doesn't the master come back?"
The sword spirit's eyes were always fixed on the direction Feng Qing'an left, hoping that Feng Qing'an's figure would appear in front of her again. Could it be that in the empty and lifeless Demon Subduing Hall, there were only those shriveled and dead,
She is not accompanied by the corpses of monsters that no longer have any use value.
Apart from this, there are no living things, and time seems to have no meaning there. One breath becomes extremely long, and a thousand years only takes a blink of an eye.
The Sword Spirit, whose birth was too short, felt that she had been waiting for a long time, and her originally clear and bright eyes could not help but have a hint of resentment.
"Maybe he is too useless, so the master doesn't want to keep him."
However, the resentment of the sword spirit girl was not directed at herself. She almost subconsciously believed that it was because of her weakness and helplessness that her master abandoned her.
And when the Sword Spirit girl's silence began to turn into thoughts, and even her resentment began to materialize, the figure she had longed for appeared in front of her again.
When the handsome young man in red clothes appeared in front of her, the resentment on the sword spirit's face was immediately wiped away, revealing a smile as bright as the rising sun. The sword spirit cheered and jumped in like a tired bird throwing itself into the forest.
Young man's arms.
Before she could pounce, she saw a beautiful girl with a beautiful face, like the essence of the moon and the beauty of all things, appearing next to her master. Her bright and pure aura made the sword spirit born in the blood pool,
I couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed of myself.
"Feng Qing'an, how about the first sword I forged according to my sister's method?"
Nan Ge curiously looked at the sword in the blood pool, and then his eyes stopped at the sword spirit girl. I don't know if it was an illusion, but suddenly I felt that the girl's appearance, and even the dress she was wearing, were similar to hers.
Very similar. Otherwise, the girl naturally turned her gaze to Feng Qing'an.
"wrong."
Feng Qing'an looked at the sword spirit girl who had turned into Ruming in his distracting thoughts, and then saw the girl Nan Ge who was very close to him, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Although it is not his distracting thoughts, whether it can take the shape of a human being, and it is obviously not based on what he sees and hears, so whether the girl's clothes or her clothes are similar to Nan Ge.
After all, he was thinking about a little blond girl with animal ears, and the sisters he had seen must have Nan Ge's figure, which was more similar to a loli. Until now, the girl's figure has not grown.
, the passage of time, the passage of time, seems to be of no use to her.
"Then is she the sword spirit of that sword?"
"wrong."
Feng Qing'an's expression was dull. It was not a good choice to bring Nan Ge here, but the girl couldn't stand it and wanted to see him. Nan Ge also came with him. After wandering around the world, he felt that it was not interesting.
I want to see him.
Naturally, Feng Qing'an couldn't refuse, so he took her back with him, and also showed her the first sword he had made by Yidong, and there was also a bit of showing off in it.
"Feng Qing'an, I'm so powerful. His sister didn't have a sword to give birth to a sword spirit like that. I actually raised one after my first sword refining."
Even though she has lost the memory of her past life, the girl still has a lot of knowledge and knows what it means that a sword can give birth to a sword spirit that is similar to a living being.
"Ha ha."
In front of the girl, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but smile proudly. Although it was his physique, didn't that physique belong to him? There was no difference.
"Bu Nao, she looks similar to him."
"..."
Feng Qing'an's smiling face froze, but it only lasted a moment before returning to normal.
"Maybe it's because we both look like young girls, so we look somewhat similar."
"No."
The girl's smile was as bright as a flower, and her expression was merciless. She seemed to really believe Feng Qing'an's words. On the other side of the hall, the sword spirit that had been making moves had stopped, looking timidly at the jade-like figure.
Boys and girls.
"Nan Ge, did I encounter anything interesting while traveling around the world these days?"
Feng Qing'an changed the topic very bluntly, and as soon as Bu Nao's words came out, he couldn't stand it anymore.
He knew very well what the state of Qi in the human world was like now. Even though Brother Nan was an innate Yin spirit and had no memory of being a human in his previous life, there would be nothing interesting in the troubled times where demons were rampant.
"Funny thing?"
Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, Nan Ge suddenly became thoughtful and began to recall what she had seen and heard along the way since she entered the human world. Although she found it generally boring, she also encountered some special things. When Feng Qing'an asked about it, she recalled it.
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"He met a very funny person."
"Um?"
Feng Qing'an made a nasal noise, his eyes seemed careless, but his mind was now alert.
Although he had established a contract with Nan Ge, he could not use the "Spirit Art" anytime and anywhere to project his consciousness on Nan Ge.
Therefore, Nan Ge actually did not know what he had experienced during his travels in the human world, and whether Feng Qingan could generally sense that the girl had not encountered any danger from the beginning to the end.
Feng Qing'an is not worried. Once she encounters a situation that may hurt her, Feng Qing'an will be aware of it, and then she can use the "Shen Shen Technique" to bless her many physical characteristics.
In the girl's body.
But now the girl said that she met a very funny person. At that time, Feng Qingan realized that something was wrong.
Danger does not necessarily mean that the wrong girl directly causes harm, or that the wrong girl has ulterior motives, or has some special intentions.
"Sounds like an interesting guy. How did I meet him?"
Feng Qing'an seemed to ask quite casually. He didn't rush to ask if it was a boy or a girl, but just wanted to chat casually. Nan Ge would naturally share everything with him.
"No, I met him here. He was passing by a small town on the wind. He was in the east. When he saw him, he led a group of people and chased him."
"See me..."
Feng Qing'an nodded thoughtfully. If Nan Ge had the intention to hide her, ordinary practitioners would not be able to see her existence. But they could see Nan Ge, and the guy who was chasing her probably had a lot of background.
"Then what?"
"He stopped him and asked his name."
"kindness."
Feng Qing'an nodded expressionlessly. Not far away, the sword inserted in the blood pool was vibrating slightly. Even if Feng Qing'an spilled a drop of blood on his leg, would the sword still be connected to him?
An indelible connection has been established, and it will even move with his thoughts - is this the reason why the sword spirit changes its appearance due to his distracting thoughts?
"Did I tell him?"
"How could it be? He just made up a name at random. Unexpectedly, he read out a poem and praised his nice name."
"What name did I make up on the spot?"
"North and South."
"Then what kind of poem did that stupid guy of mine make up?"
"It's cold in the north and the geese stay, while the warm branches in the south wait for the orioles."
"It sounds familiar. He seems to have heard it somewhere."
Feng Qing'an touched Dongba. After all, he had been reading for several years, and based on his memory, even the poems and essays that he had barely glimpsed before, if he could recall them, he would be able to come up with them.
"That man was quite interesting, just like the dwarfs who made people laugh in the actors' plays he had watched in the mansions of powerful people in the world."
"Actor? Dwarf?"
Hearing Nan Ge's compliments and descriptions, Feng Qing'an felt that he didn't need to worry too much.
After all, the initial impression of the wrong party was already fixed in Nan Ge's eyes. He was just a clown, so what's the point?
"Then the actor I sent to my door didn't bother me, right?"
As soon as Feng Qingan finished speaking, Jiuling's voice sounded in his ears.
"Master, he found a tracking mark on the second lady's body."
"Mark?"
The young man's eyes instantly became cold in the depths of his eyes.
It was indeed improper for him to use the soul contract to determine whether the girl was in danger, because the wrong party had not directly caused harm to Nan Ge, and there was basically no reaction from his side.
Just like Yan Dong, he just locked Nan Ge, but even if he didn't move his legs, he couldn't notice it. If it weren't for the special existence of No Jiuling, even if the person was already in front of him, he probably wouldn't be able to notice it.
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"Can you peel off the mark without Nan Ge noticing?"
Feng Qingan's face showed a gentle smile, but he secretly gave the instructions to the cave spirit.
The girl was still sharing with her interesting experiences in the human world, and the guy who made him feel like an actor, making people laugh, like a clown, mentioned it a few times, and then talked about her.
Other things that I found quite interesting.
"Small problems can be taken care of by him."
The cave spirit didn't even think about that simple request, so he patted his chest and agreed to Donglai.
"good."
The expression on Feng Qing'an's face became more and more serious, but there was a deep murderous intention brewing in his eyes.
No matter what, the guy looks like an actress, but the mark on Nan Ge's body means that the Yin spirit girl who has been wandering around the world has been targeted by a force with a good background.
Roar~
The silent howl of the soul sounded. At this moment, Feng Qing'an, whose soul power had been concentrated, stared at the east. A wisp of gray air that was almost integrated with the cold power emanating from Nan Ge emerged, and was blown by the spirit of the cave from the south.
Uta's body was peeling off, but the girl didn't notice it.
If the gap between realms is too large, desperate things will inevitably happen. Sometimes even if someone plots against you, you don’t know where the attack comes from, and you draw your sword and look around at a loss.
Click click click——
That wisp of aura that was almost the same as Nan Ge's was perfectly blended into one place, and it didn't even fall into her body. After the gray energy was stripped away, it immediately turned into a gray-black skull the size of a sesame seed, and even
There is a fainter green soul fire swaying.
"What can I see?"
Although Feng Qingan's heart was filled with murderous intent at this moment, it even caused the swords in the sword pond to tremble continuously, almost begging to fly out of the sword pond and fall into his lap.
"Sir, that mark must have been left by a human monk who is very good at the ghost way. His concealment skills are very good. Even if you don't look carefully, you won't be able to see it."
"A human monk who is good at ghost ways? What is that?"
"A monk who enslaves and controls ghosts to practice fighting."
Jiuling explained.
"Well, he knows."
Feng Qing'an looked at the sword that flew out of the blood pool. When he looked at Dongfeng, the demon-suppressing sword suddenly returned to calmness and became silent.
"I'm too weak. The edge of my sword is very sharp. Before he took me out with his own legs, he kept it in the blood pool."
While shutting up, Feng Qing'an took out the things he brought back when he left and came back, which were the remains of the two gods he had killed.
Those evil gods who brought trouble to the world faced Feng Qing'an, who was holding the dragon-slaying sword of the gods with his legs crossed, one sword at a time, without the power to resist, and he couldn't be more relaxed.
"Nange!"
"Um?"
While sharing the journey with Feng Qingan, the girl who he found to be an interesting experience raised her head and looked at him curiously.
"Can I stay at his place during that time? Or I can just go to my sister's place."
While shutting up with the girl, Feng Qingan's cold thoughts also echoed in the consciousness of the cave spirit,