The heroic female martial artist was leading the martial judges under her command to detain the newly acquired demon soul and was about to return home, when suddenly she heard a peaceful voice coming from behind her.
When he turned around and saw the white-shirted Master Wen Sheng, he couldn't help but immediately recall the scene where he rode the wave and saved the city from danger. He stretched out his hands and solemnly took off the gilded phoenix-winged helmet on his head.
Swinging the high ponytail tied behind his head, he cupped his fists and saluted Cheng Yu:
"This gentleman has invited me, but I don't know if I can give you any advice."
Cheng Yu saw that this heroine was quite cheerful in speech and behavior, so he stopped going around in circles and said directly:
"Cheng Yu, I saw that Mr. Wu Jun received a demon soul just now. Because the demon soul recited a spell in front of him, it trapped a Taoist friend of mine in this bag. Cheng is eager to save his friend.
Therefore, I am disturbing the Lord Fu."
The female warrior smiled slightly when she heard this, thought about it and said:
"Mr. Cheng's words are serious. You have just saved a city and a lake of life. I should help you because of both emotion and reason, but..."
She paused mid-sentence, and seemed to inadvertently look at the Wu Jun sword on Cheng Yu's back.
"Lord Wu, it's okay to say it."
Cheng Yu bowed his hands and said.
"It's just that I have always admired the heroes in the world. I have noticed Mr. Cheng's righteousness just now. When this matter is over, please don't give up, sir, and come to my martial arts temple to talk about it."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
The female warrior smiled and nodded, then shook the soul-binding rope in her hand, and the gray nine-thorn demon soul trapped in the chain was thrown out of thin air.
"Tell me! What kind of spell controls this kit?"
"Humph!"
Hui Jiuji snorted coldly, stood proudly, closed his eyes and didn't answer.
The female warrior secretly increased her strength on the soul-binding rope in her hand. Hui Jiuji immediately trembled all over, but still gritted her teeth and said nothing.
Seeing that the female warrior was trying harder, Cheng Yu raised his hand at her to signal to wait.
The female warrior's hands froze in mid-air, and she looked at the gentleman in white shirt opposite with a little doubt, silently and carefully groping in the bag for a while.
Then, in front of everyone, he took out two clay dolls, a general doll in his left hand and a maid doll in his right hand.
These are the clay figures that Jia Fei bought in Qingchuan County.
The female martial artist frowned slightly and looked at each other with a dozen martial judges beside her. Everyone around her also had blank expressions on their faces.
And Hui Jiuji, who was under the soul-binding rope, peeked at Cheng Yu, and his face suddenly turned ugly.
The left and right hand dolls are actually different!
Not a son of man!
Hmm?
He was still in a state of disbelief when he saw Cheng Yu gently raise his hand, summoning two ice trays from under his feet, placing the dolls in his left and right hands on the ice trays, and using his water technique, he made the ice trays hold the clay dolls to fly.
In front of Hui Jiuji's eyes, he wandered back and forth.
"Hmm!"
Hui Jiuji snorted, his face turned blue, and he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, which made the female warrior and her subordinates even more confused.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Cheng Yu reached into the bag again to search, but there was a sound of broken bricks and bricks coming from the bag.
The female warrior was puzzled. She actually dropped her pretense of being the ruler of a palace, gently tiptoed, and looked into the bag of tips in Cheng Yu's hand.
I saw that the white-shirted gentleman took out a few more clay dolls in his hands, but these were either missing arms and legs, or were headless and half-length.
These were broken by the emotional Golden Light Blade before.
Cheng Yu summoned another ice tray and placed one of the broken-arm warrior clay dolls on the ice tray. The ice tray held the mutilated warrior and flew all the way to the front of Gray Nine Thorns.
Hui Jiuji had already been attracted by the previous sound. Hearing the gentle sound of breaking through the air, he finally couldn't help but slightly opened his eyes. He only caught a glimpse of the incomplete warrior. He immediately rolled his eyes and frowned. If it weren't for this,
He is already a demon soul and will definitely die again.
"Whoosh!"
There was another soft sound in the air, and another headless official doll flew towards this direction.
Four ice trays carrying four different dolls were flying around in front of his eyes. He could hear Cheng Yu groping in the bag again. Hui Jiuji couldn't help but waved his hands and said anxiously:
"Come on! I'll tell you the spell."
Cheng Yu smiled slightly, but the female warrior looked at Hui Jiuji in disbelief, then at Cheng Yu, and finally stared at the few dolls flying in the air, blinking until she grew
The long eyelashes are covered with doubts.
Cheng Yu, holding the newly found mutilated doll in his hand, stood up and flew to Hui Jiuji, lowering his voice and saying:
"Speak softly to me alone. If the spell is not right..."
He held the doll in his hand and made a breaking gesture. Hui Jiuji grinned and said urgently:
"Of course it's natural. Get rid of these troubles quickly."
Cheng Yu waved his robe sleeves, and the clay figurine dolls entered the kit one after another. Hui Jiuji breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, shook his head and said helplessly:
"Inject spiritual power into the brocade bag, and then recite the magic formula: Tianxuan Dihuang, Five Elements Outline, my bag is woven, and the whole world is wild. The brocade bag can be controlled by you for a short time."
After Cheng Yu stared at Hui Jiuji for a while, he nodded gently, took a few steps back, raised his hand to attract a ball of blisters again, wrapped the brocade pouch, and floated it a foot away from him before carefully transporting his spirit.
Focus on the brocade bag and recite the mantra silently.
After he finished reciting the last sentence "The world is full of wastes", a stream of energy suddenly appeared in the sea of consciousness and focused on the brocade bag. All the objects in the brocade bag were clearly displayed in front of his eyes. At the same time, they were also consumed rapidly.
The soul power in his soul.
He didn't expect that controlling the kit would consume so much soul power. If at this critical moment the soul power of his soul was insufficient and the situation returned to reality, all previous efforts would be in vain.
Cheng Yu hurriedly found Jia Fei in the bag, blurted out the word "Get out!" and pulled him out of the bag.
The red silk rope tied to the brocade bag began to squirm again, and the mouth of the small brocade bag slowly opened until it was about the size of a person. Jia Fei, who was sitting cross-legged inside, flew out with a "whoosh!"
Concentrate and close your eyes, falling on the sea of bamboo.
Seeing that Jia Fei was out of trouble, Cheng Yu hurriedly cut off the Qi machine connected to the brocade bag.
"Alas..."
The moment before his consciousness withdrew from the brocade bag, a woman's faint sighing sound came from inside. The sound was extremely ethereal, but then the energy was cut off, and it seemed as if nothing had happened.
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Cheng Yu was shocked when he heard that Jia Fei had come out of the brocade bag. There was no living thing in it. Except for the various dead mortal things that the cat demon had found, there were only the comb, the golden blade and the old lady Bai's.
A demon pill.
The demon souls in the comb have long since escaped, and the golden light blade has always only trembled slightly, and has never made any female voice.
As for the demon pill, he had spoken face-to-face with the old lady in white more than once, so he would not confuse the voice of an old woman with that of a young woman.
After carefully examining his soul, he focused his consciousness on the brocade bag again, recited the incantation to connect the energy, and his consciousness traveled back and forth in the brocade bag, but this time it was only pitch black inside, and there was no sound.
Issued.
Seeing this, Cheng Yu had no choice but to cut off his energy, suppressed the confusion in his heart and looked at Jia Fei, who was sitting cross-legged at his feet. She was resting with her eyes closed on the bamboo sea.
He separated a qi machine to connect with her, and his spiritual consciousness flowed down the river into the sea of cat demon consciousness, and the extremely green demon pill in the middle was slowly accelerating.
Fortunately, this cat demon is recovering itself.
Cheng Yu held the brocade bag and came to Hui Jiuji and asked:
"When you used to control this kit, did you ever hear a woman's voice coming from it?"
"Hmm? There's a female voice in there? It's your Taoist companion, right?"
Hui Jiuji asked back, but seeing Cheng Yu shaking his head, he thought carefully again and shook his head too:
"I've never heard a female voice inside."
"Where does this kit come from? You can get it from the truth!"
Cheng Yu asked sternly at Hui Jiuji.
"This..."
Seeing the other party's hesitation, Cheng Yu once again took out a mutilated doll from the brocade bag and was about to show it to Hui Jiuji, who quickly waved his hand:
"I said, I said, this kit was picked up when I was traveling in the Northern Desert."
After Hui Jiuji said that, the demon soul flickered out of thin air, and Cheng Yu snorted coldly and said with a smile:
"Then how do you know the spell?"
"This..."
Hui Jiuji was obviously caught off guard by Cheng Yu's question, and was full of loopholes.
Cheng Yu showed the warrior clay doll with a broken arm and waved it in front of the other party.
"Don't say goodbye... That was, that was when I was traveling in the Northern Desert, and I was raped by a barbarian..."
"Poof!"
In the middle of Hui Jiuji's words, as soon as the word "barbarian" was spoken, the entire demon soul was expelled from the body like a jet of energy. With a soft pop, it disintegrated into the air and disappeared invisible.