The proof that the monster is dead is the light that lights up instantly.
Guo Rong was the first to react. She took out the soul-shaking flag from her storage bag and threw it to "Lin Ping".
"Take the remnant soul of the monster in - I didn't expect that you usually hide it so secretly!"
"Lin Ping" took the soul-shaking flag, but did not use it directly. Instead, he used his spiritual consciousness to examine Tang Ling's body. After finding that there was no problem, he began to collect the soul.
Fu Qingcheng rushed to Tang Ling with a very ugly expression.
After the monster dissipated, the spear pierced in Tang Ling's chest also turned into a pool of blood. Tang Ling had long taken out the pills to stop the bleeding and took it. He is currently in pretty good condition.
It's just that in the Lingxian Sect, except for a few elders and leaders, only Song Nan understands her physique, so Fu Qingcheng's tone is very worried.
It's just that the words you say don't sound so nice.
"You were so handsome just now." Tang Ling, who relaxed, couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.
Fu Qingcheng snorted coldly, "I don't have many breaths left, so talk less."
Fu Qingcheng listened to her voice and looked at her surroundings. His face softened a little, "What's going on? Those two shots you were hit by..."
"I have the life-saving pills given by Master here, which I just took for Tang Ling." "Lin Ping" explained for Tang Ling while holding the soul-shaking flag in his hand.
This cover was so...
Tang Ling was even more convinced that "Lin Ping" at this time was Song Nan, whom he had not seen for many years.
But now that the monster has been eliminated, he still has no intention of revealing his true appearance, which shows that the purpose of his disguise lies elsewhere.
You have to cooperate with him.
Tang Ling made good plans and thanked Lin Ping very politely in front of several people.
"We were all classmates in the past, so how could we not save him in the face of death?" "Lin Ping" waved his hand and shook the soul flag in his hand, and the demon's remnant soul appeared instantly.
Tang Ling and others immediately subconsciously prepared for a challenge.
"It's okay." "Lin Ping" comforted him, "He can't get out because of the soul-shaking flags shaking."
"Why do you still need to shock the remnant soul? Can't we just destroy it?" Fu Qingcheng said in a bad tone.
"Destroy it, and we won't know where the way out is." "Lin Ping" looked at the white face exposed on the soul-shaking flag.
The remnant soul that has lost its magic power only has a face with all the blood faded. This face has small and delicate features, a pair of eyes as clear as water, and the ends of the eyes are red, and it looks harmless.
"Is this the original appearance of the devil?" Guo Rong asked in surprise, "Isn't this a child?"
"Before you can become a demon, you must die first. After death, you will become a demon due to unresolved obsessions." "Lin Ping" said, "It means that this demon died at a young age during his lifetime."
Tang Ling nodded secretly. She knew this from the moment she recognized this demon.
If it is really Nangong Ling, the reason why he became a demon is most likely because of the destruction of the Nangong family.
Nangong Ling is a few years younger than Nangong Xun, and with a baby face, she does look like a young man who is inexperienced in the world.
At this time, there was a faint sadness on this young man's face. Before anyone could speak, he whispered, "Hand over Nangong Xun."
Everyone fell silent.
"Nangong Xun?" A look of reminiscence appeared on Guo Rong's face, "This seems to be the name of the world-famous sixth young master of the Nangong family."
"There is no Nangong Xun here." Fu Qingcheng said coldly, "What are you looking for him for?"
"Even now...you still refuse to show up?" Nangong Ling had no intention of responding to others' words, but kept mumbling to herself.
After becoming a demon, the soul is controlled by obsession, and its memory and behavior may be very different from before. In some cases, it can even be said that it becomes two people completely.
Therefore, monks who perform exorcisms simply regard these demons as two different persons from their former self, so that they can lessen the guilt in their hearts when exorcising demons.
And a few powerful demons can regain their consciousness at the last moment, but what supports them still remaining in the world is still the obsession that cannot be resolved.
Therefore, after these demons regained consciousness, they still talked about their obsessions to some extent.
Just like Nangong Ling is like now.
It's just that Tang Ling is a little hard to understand.
If after regaining consciousness, he is anxious to find his relatives, Tang Ling understands.
But in my memory, wasn't Nangong Ling very resentful towards Nangong Xun?
Why is Nangong Ling’s obsession Nangong Xun?
Wei Zhiming was also a little confused about this.
At this time, he was still standing not far from everyone, motionless.
It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but since Nangong Xun inside his body fell silent just now, he realized that he couldn't move.
"Nangong Xun?" He tried calling Nangong Xun's name again, expecting that this time he would get no response like the many times just now, but a slightly tired voice sounded in his body.
"Um."
Wei Zhiming was stunned for a moment, "Where were you just now?"
Nangong Xun's voice was full of fatigue, and it was a little lower than usual, "Just now I mobilized all my strength to find something."
"Why can't I move now?"
"Because I borrowed a little bit of your power." Nangong Xun said, his voice slowly recovering.
Wei Zhiming tried to move and found that his body had regained control, and he was secretly relieved.
Although he and Nangong Xun have a blood relationship, they are not very close after all. Nangong Xun is very powerful. If he wants to control himself to do something that is not good for him, he really has no choice.
"What are you looking for?" Wei Zhiming asked, "The battle is over."
"I see." Nangong Xun said "tsk" twice, looking at the scene in front of him, his voice was flat and had no tone, and Wei Zhiming could not distinguish his emotions.
"It seems that the battle is very fierce."
Wei Zhiming nodded, "The demon that was eliminated was Nangong Ling. He has been looking for you since he regained consciousness. Is it you who is obsessed with Nangong Ling becoming a demon?"
Nangong Xun suddenly fell silent again.
Wei Zhiming was a little impatient. "I don't care if it's you. You asked me to come here. Is it just to let me stand and watch a battle between humans and demons? How do you save people? Do you have any solution?"
"have."
This time, Nangong Xun responded very neatly, "The thing I was looking for just now is to help everyone leave."
"Why are you taking it out now?"
As Wei Zhiming asked, he noticed a faint light emitting from his hand, and then a small silver bell appeared in his palm.
"It's one thing that it's hard to find, but the more important reason is that I want to be sure of one thing."
"What's the matter?" Wei Zhiming looked at the bell in his hand, thinking that what Nangong Xun was just looking for was such a gadget?
It looks no different from an ordinary bell, except that the carved patterns on it are more delicate and beautiful. The material is made of sterling silver. It has become a little black and looks a bit old.
What words were engraved on it were blurred.
"I want to make sure that Xiao Hei is really here."
Wei Zhiming was silent for a moment, without asking the reason, but looked at the bell in his hand, "Now it seems that it is confirmed?"
After saying that, Wei Zhiming felt his hand holding the bell shaking uncontrollably.
As it shook, the bell in my hand made bursts of "ring-ring-ring" sounds, which were clear and sweet, just like ordinary bells.
This sound did not penetrate the "cup wall" because most people on the other side of the "cup wall" did not react at all.
Except Tang Ling.
Tang Ling, who originally had his eyes on the Soul-shaking Flag, suddenly looked over and met Wei Zhiming's eyes again.
This time, her eyes were no longer filled with shock and confusion.
But confused.
A faint confusion spread in her eyes, and her gaze seemed to penetrate Wei Zhiming's body, looking into the distance of an unknown year and month, and a vast aura of time suddenly emanated from her body.
Looking at these eyes, Wei Zhiming suddenly felt a great sense of discomfort for some reason.
It's like a person walking in a long dark night. He keeps walking and keeps walking. During this period, he can't hear any sound, can't see any birds or animals, humans, ghosts, fairies and demons. There is only himself and darkness. He keeps walking without knowing where the end point is.
I don’t know when the long night will end.
These eyes are filled with the passage of time, vicissitudes of life, dynasties changing, and changes in world affairs. These eyes have seen too much and carried too much.
Wei Zhiming suddenly understood.
These are not Tang Ling's eyes.
It was the devil's eyes that Nangong Xun called "Little Black".