It was very clear that the other person who just looked at Hinaaki didn't know him.
She is looking at herself....
What a ghost!
How did she see that she was in the eternal hell?
What happened to Asahina Akira?
Just when Ling Ye opened his mouth to ask Qing Emperor, Qing Emperor kicked Ling Ye out of Qing Ming's space again.
There is another sentence attached:
"There are some things that you shouldn't know now. It won't do any good if you know it now. Just prepare yourself now."
He looked like he was doing it for Ling Ye's good.
I...
Holy shit!
Is this the first time?
Qingdi kicked himself out again.
Didn’t Qingming Space say it was passed down to me?
Why the hell did I get kicked out again?
Looking at Ling Ye's resentful eyes, Zhang Xue asked curiously:
"Ling Ye, what's wrong with you?"
Ling Ye sighed and shook his head.
Can I tell you what's wrong?
I was kicked out again.
Fortunately, there is still good news.
Next Qiu will definitely be able to successfully send people back to Jiangnan City.
This way you won't have anything to worry about.
The next thing to do is how to prevent Cain from being resurrected.
Ling Ye took a deep breath to suppress other things in his mind and glanced at Lin Xiaowen who was driving.
Tonight is the day promised before.
Don't know what will happen tonight?
What on earth has Lin Xiaowen brought to her tonight?
At this time the car stopped.
Before I knew it, I was back before Gushanju again.
Lin Xiaowen stopped the car and said:
"Guys, we're here, get off the car."
Ling Ye opened the car door and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Gushan Town.
In just one day, Ling Ye felt that the Gushan Town in front of him had changed.
If you were a harmless businessman before, he was silently harming your life.
At this time, Gushan Town was already a demon with its teeth and claws, and it began to erode crazily.
The air here has also become fresher and fresher.
The force that plunders life rushes over crazily, as if it can't wait to devour people.
But what happened here in one day?
If every breath that Gushan Town swallowed up its own life was measured in seconds before, now it has been measured in minutes.
Ling Ye suddenly thought of something.
not good!
Spending one day here absorbs at least several years of your life.
It doesn't matter to me, but what about Fang Yuke and the others?
They are just human beings.
Lin Xiaowen glanced at several people and said:
"Guys, your rooms haven't changed yet. We are destined to meet again."
After saying that, Lin Xiaowen left.
Liu Ye and the others were about to go back to their room, but were stopped by Ling Ye.
Ling Ye anxiously pulled everyone into his room.
Fang Yuke was still blushing and said:
"Ling Ye...although...I, isn't this not good?"
Ling Ye patted his forehead.
What is this aunt still thinking about at this time?
Ling Ye closed the windows and doors and drew the curtains and said:
"Don't go out from now on, and don't disturb me."
After finishing speaking, Ling Ye began to outline formation patterns between his hands.
Must be fast!
Can't delay any longer.
Not long after, cyan silk thread appeared in the house.
Zhang Xue saw the cyan thread and immediately understood that Ling Ye was setting up a formation.
This is not the first time she has seen Ling Ye use Qing Ming Jiutian.
"Stop talking. Ling Ye is setting up a formation. I've seen him before. Let's not disturb him."
Hearing what Zhang Xue said, the other two people did not dare to speak loudly.
Fang Yuke sat on the table as carefully as a thief, lying there looking at Ling Ye's face with a crazy smile.
Liu Ye worked hard to walk to the bed and lay down there to rest.
Even after all this time, Liu Ye's legs were still very weak and it was a little difficult to walk.
The three women looked at Ling Ye at the same time with different moods.
Not long after, the cyan threads began to appear bit by bit, and Qingming Jiutian appeared in the room again.
From the moment Qingming Jiutian appeared, life force began to flow into the house in reverse.
The speed made Ling Ye a little stunned.
not good!
If this continues, Dracula will notice.
Ling Ye used all his strength to activate the Breath Condensation Technique to suppress any unusual movements in the room.
But how can such madness be so easily suppressed?
At this time, a soft sigh came from Ling Ye's ears.
A blue power surged out from his body.
Although life force is still pouring into the room rapidly, everything in the room seems to be normal to the outside world.
Fang Yuke frowned while smelling the air in the room and said:
"The air here is so turbid, what happened?"
Unlike Fang Yuke, Liu Ye suddenly found that his legs were no longer sore.
Not only that, my body seems to be much lighter, and my skin has become smoother and softer.
For a moment, Liu Ye almost thought he was twenty years old again.
Liu Ye looked at Ling Ye in surprise and didn't know what he was thinking.
At this time, Ling Ye had already arrived in Qingming Space and could not notice Liu Ye's sight.
"Qing Emperor, come when you ask me to come, and kick me if you want! Today we have to fight and fight. Didn't you inherit the Qingming Space to me?"
Qing Emperor couldn't help but laugh when he saw Ling Ye's bitter and resentful look.
"Some things are really not suitable for you, you know. I asked you to come here because I have something to tell you. Qingming Jiutian, you have to cover the entire lonely mountain as soon as possible, or it will be too late."
Ling Ye's consciousness suddenly became blurry before he could resist.
Damn it!
Ling Ye was kicked out of the Qing Ming Space by Qing Emperor again.
Ling Ye wanted to be violent, but there were three women in front of him, and any move he made would trigger their actions.
Qing Emperor!
OK!
You have the guts!
Oh shit!
Full of lonely mountains?
Why don't you let me kill Dracula directly?
I think it's easier that way.
Complaints are complaints. What Ling Ye knew was that since Emperor Qing said this, it meant that the most critical moment was coming.
Ling Ye took a deep breath and said:
"At twelve o'clock in the morning tonight, try your best to wake me up. I want to set up the formation now."
After saying that, Ling Ye didn't bother to talk to them again, all his mind was on Qingming Jiutian.
Time is running out.
There are only a few hours until early morning.
Fortunately, Ling Ye's current cultivation level is not comparable to that of back then, and the speed at which he can carve out formations has become much faster.
More and more cyan threads disappeared from Ling Ye's room into the ground.
Like a spider spinning a web, it began to radiate crazily towards the lonely mountain.
When night fell on the earth, Ling Ye's room was already filled with countless cyan threads.
In the dragon cave.
Dracula had just returned to the Dragon Cave at this time.
Arnold's betrayal made Dracula understand that the Thirteen Clans had already reached out to him.
It had just completed its final negotiations with the Thirteen Clans.
After paying a lot of money, Dracula agreed to the conditions of the Thirteen Clans unsatisfied.
Dracula paused for a moment when he returned to a coffin.
This coffin is soaked in a spring.
Dracula trembled and almost fell.
What about vitality?
Where did the life force absorbed by the Holy Ancestor for so many days go?
It turns out that the spring water condensed by life force can cover the coffin, right?
Why is it just soaking now?
Where did it go?
Where are you going!
"Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"
Not long after hearing Dracula's cry, a vampire guard walked in.
"Holy Envoy, are you looking for me?"
Dracula pointed at the other party and asked:
"Who's been here?"
The guard looked at Dracula in confusion and said:
"No one has been here. We have been guarding the door. No one has been here except you, the Holy Envoy."
No one has been here?
Damn me!
The furious Dracula instantly tore the guards apart.
Where does the life force go when no one comes?
damn it!
Dracula walked out of the room and looked outside and said:
"Go and gather all the vampires from Gushan and Dangshan. My intuition tells me that something is going to happen tonight. Go quickly!"
Looking at the guard's back, Dracula sighed.
Don't let anything happen, tomorrow will be the weakest day for the Holy Ancestor.
Tomorrow is the day when the power of thunder in the human world is at its strongest, and it is also the day when the vampires are at their weakest.