Xiang Que pulled the sword out of the last red-haired heart, and then threw out a samadhi fire to burn the body clean.
After a few months, Xiang Que felt that he was vaguely a bit of a master, a few months ago he had to use his strength to eat when he killed a green-haired zombie in the Loulan Palace, and now a few months have passed, he single-handedly killed four red-haired zombies in Changbai Mountain, and the sky and the earth are no longer the same It's been a long time.
People are always growing, to paraphrase Yu Qiuyang's very pretending words, Xiang Que has always been on the road of hard work, eliminating demons and guarding the road, never stopping.
Xiang Que carried the long sword, stepped on the broken bones in the cave and walked towards Qi Xun'er, the few remaining disciples of the Yin and Shaman Sect knelt beside the Great Wizard and were not at a loss, now that the Great Wizard is dead, the four-headed zombies of Princess Changming have been destroyed, and they seem to have lost everything they can resist chips.
"Under the world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's ministers, and the grass people dare to be disobedient?
It's damn to have offended the imperial power" Qi Xun'er scolded, raised his hand and pointed at Xiang Que and said: "You can atone for your sins, this palace will give you a chance to help me restore the Qing Dynasty, no."
But you can be forgiven for your innocence, and you can even be added to the rank of knight, given the surname to you and other Aixin Jueluo, and you can be crowned by kings with different surnames, and enjoy the glory of several generations, and your descendants can be shaded for generations."
"It's a pity, I don't love the country but only no one, Your Royal Highness Princess, your condition is a bit too extravagant, I may not be able to accept it" Xiang Que tilted his head and said.
"You are a marquis, all the women in the world can enjoy it, why don't you worry about the beauty?"
Chang Ming Gege said seriously.
"Hmph" Xiang Que raised her hand and pointed at herself and said, "Hey, then I have a crush on this girl, what do you think?"
” Tang Xia pursed his lips and spat and said, "Stinky and shameless" Princess Changming was stunned for a moment and asked, "So you want to be a colt?"
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, scratched his nose in embarrassment and said: "Yes, don't talk about it, it's a little far, hey, you tell me the treasury that I will let your family live in a way, and you can also enter the Netherworld to be reincarnated, I just want to see the gold and silver treasures you hid at that time."
How many" "Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Nine Clans," Chang Ming Gege said hoarsely and pointed at Xiang Que.
"You have to understand a truth, when you became a powerful ghost, and when you possessed people, it was actually not difficult for me, I was able to accept you easily, and now it is not difficult, understand?"
Xiang Que didn't bother to talk nonsense with Changming, and suddenly stepped forward The two of them put them together and gently pointed at Qi Xun'er's forehead.
"Ahh Qi Xun'er hurriedly retreated, her face was hideous, and she let out a scream with her teeth and claws, and fled in panic.
Xiang Que opened his five fingers and shook it fiercely, and then pulled it towards his side, sucking the other party firmly, "poof" Qi Xun'er's body hit Xiang Que's arms, he bit his fingertips and dotted a wisp of yang blood on her forehead, and then a faint shadow floated from Qi Xun'er's body Come out.
Princess Changming's soul shook in front of Xiang Que and screamed: "You can't accept me, I can give you glory and wealth, and your descendants can enjoy the royal gifts, and be crowned as a knight, and be above ten thousand people under one person."
Xiang Que turned his head and said to Tang Xia: "It's too noisy, you can send her to reincarnate······ This woman is quite pitiful."
"Her obsession is so heavy, and she died a tragic death, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reincarnate even if she enters the Netherworld," Tang Xia shook his head and said.
Xiang Que frowned and said: "It's not enough to let her stay in the yang world and harm people, she shouts every day to restore the Qing, can the country be happy?"
” "Maybe, you can think of another way" Tang Xia muttered quietly, thought about it, took out the small flag from his bag, shook it and said: "Grandpa said that this flag can hold all the ghosts and ghosts······" When Tang Xia shook the flag in his hand, suddenly, the rich yin qi that permeated the entire cave actually flowed slowly, and converged towards Tang Xia, and at the same time, Changming Gege's soul floating in mid-air seemed to be uncontrollable, and was pulled up by a great suction, no floated to Tang Xia from his own initiative.
As soon as Changming Gege's soul touched the flag, it immediately disappeared in it, and at this time, the yin qi in the cave gradually became weaker, as if it had continuously entered the flag.
This scene made Xiang Que and Tang Xia a little dazed and at a loss, but the Yin next to the corpse of the Great Wizard and several shamans let out a scream at the same time, their eyes pointed at Tang Xia in extreme horror, and a series of obscure pronunciations came out of their mouths.
People's expressions are really changeable, sometimes you are difficult to describe in words, at most you can only use complexity to describe one or two, such as the current yin, the expression is mixed with surprise, joy, disbelief and excitement and other emotions, his whole face has undergone indescribable twisting Qu, a face is changing, just like the changing face in Sichuan opera, constantly changing.
Tang Xia listened carefully to the obscure tone of the other party's mouth, seemed to understand something, and asked Xiang Que, "Do you know what they are talking about?"
"He said it was the shamanic three-worship banner, the artifact of their shamans, and it had been missing for hundreds of years······" Speaking of this, Tang Xia's face turned a little strange, she glanced at Xiang Que and whispered in his ear: "He also said that whoever masters the shaman's holy banner is equivalent to a palm."
Hold the whole shamanism" "Poof" Na Yin and a few people behind him suddenly knelt down with their legs bent at this time, raised their hands and looked very reverently towards Tang Xia, or it can be said that they bowed down to the flag in her hand.
Xiang Que blinked and said, "What is the name of a line?"
Who will compete with the sky, and the sword and dragon will order the world, don't dare to disobey?
” Tang Xia rolled his eyes, but also nodded and said, "It seems to mean this" "Mr.
Xiang, this young lady ······" Na Yin suddenly stood up and rubbed his hands, quite excited, and stumbled again: "That, what ······?"
"What about spicy yin, if you have something to say, don't spit it out, what's the matter?
Do you want revenge or something?
Xiang Que asked, slanting his eyes.
The yin was stunned, shook his head and said, "No, no, although the great wizard is dead, we don't feel that there is any grudge with you that needs to be avenged."
There is a point in the teachings of shamans that they are similar to those of lamas, that is, they have always looked very lightly at the life and death of people, and think that after death, people only lose their bodies and their souls are still there, which is equivalent to a different way of survival.
To put it simply, death is death, what is there to make a fuss about!