The Anarchic Consort Chapter 794: Reversal of life and death, reincarnation

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Helian Weiwei didn't expect it to be wrong.

Although Jing Wushuang was injured, his movements did not slow down a bit.

He has a natural ability to influence demons.

Look at the resentful baby who has been with him for hundreds of years.

"The son." Ying Ying carried the gourd on his back, with a pair of dark eye circles, looking at him worriedly: "Let's rest for a while and then go, anyway, it's almost there."

Jing Wushuang coughed heavily, his breath was a little confused, but he still insisted on taking Nifeng forward.

He didn't say a word.

The gentle side of the face is like a jade, with a coldness that has never been seen before.

The injured arm was bleeding all the time.

But he still seemed to be as quiet as ever, until he walked to the black coffin mirror, he smiled and opened his mouth with a gentle voice: "Go and open the gourd, she needs resentment."

Ying Ying nodded. With dark eyes, he has always listened to Jing Wushuang's words. He stretched out his little hand to open the gourd, and then sprinkled it around the black coffin.

The grievance curse was on, and there were faces of nothingness, like white smoke billowing from a magic mirror.

"Go in." Jing Wushuang brought the veiled Nifeng over, with calming warmth in his eyes: "Soon, you will really come back to life."

Ni Feng waited too long for this day, since the moment the man found her, she didn't want to be just a corpse anymore.

My father is gone.

Ni's house, and even the entire Exorcism City, should belong to her!

Without any hesitation, Nifeng lay in the black coffin and closed his eyes.

Jing Wushuang smiled faintly, and the blade ran across the injured arm, releasing a lot of blood, just to complete the whole resurrection spell.

King Ying looked at his pale face and lips, and did not speak too much.

He seems to be used to it.

Get used to everything the master silently did to get that person back.

The bright red blood seeped into the coffin, as if it had been absorbed by something.

The anger in the magic mirror suddenly turned, and with soaring resentment, it went straight to the top of the tomb!

Boom!

A roar from the depths of the earth shook the ghost gate.

Under the bridge, black water boiled.

The evil spirits that can be seen with the naked eye, every one with teeth and claws wants to break free, and their black nails leaned into the world, one by one trying to tear the seal imprinted on the land of China!

The ghosts couldn't help but shook their backs. Look, I see you, the iron chain used to trap the soul in their hands was shattered by the invisible resentment.

In the seventh hell, the little Yama is holding a pacifier, and he is listening to the teachings of Yama with a very serious expression.

Although he is almost negligible in front of King Yama, who is as tall as a mountain.

But his shouting is truly unbeatable: "What's the matter? Is there someone who wants to kidnap me? I am free now, let them come quickly!"

"Okay, tell the little master, no, it's not kidnapping, someone moved the magic mirror." The judge swayed his top hat.

After hearing the words Magic Mirror, King Yama showed an unprecedented suffocation on his face: "You say it again? Why are you passive? Magic Mirror? The magic mirror that is in the tomb?"

"Yes, yes..." The judge's word was not finished yet.

The Yama King left quickly!

The little Hades was left with his hands and feet tied up.

Little Hades was only flabbergasted, and immediately said to the judge: "Remove the Xuanbing lock on my hand!"

"No, no!" Although the judge stammered, he stood firm.

Little Yan Wang narrowed Yaohong's eyes: "You say it again! Can't understand?"

"Solution!" Compared to the master, the little master's viciousness is the most terrifying, just: "Little master, where are you going?"

Little Hades turned his head while wrapping the package: "Don't see it? I'm going to the world to save mankind."

"If you want to save humanity, do you still need to bring the lollipop for Master Xiaogou?" The judge had a sense of justice and broke through the lies of the little Hades: "Little Master, I think at this time, we need to do the most It is to maintain the order of the underworld, not to talk about love, let alone, you are still young..."

Little Hades carried the parcel on his shoulder, very cool: "Xu, listen to Brother's words, it is useless to maintain the order of the underworld at this time, there are twelve more than the seal is completely broken. By the hour, twelve hours later, the path of reincarnation of life and death will be tampered with. Unless Feng Nu really awakens and seals the mainland again, otherwise, these evil spirits trapped in the lower 18th floor of **** should go or they will go. It’s the end, you have to leave me in the underworld to work overtime, and I’m not allowed to reunite with Xiaogou. Think about it yourself, do you have humanity!"

When I hear this, his approach is indeed a bit...no, it's wrong!

"Little master, if the Tao of Reincarnation of Life and Death is tampered with, and the dead live, the living die, Master Xiaogou will not be born!" At the critical moment, the judge finally stopped stuttering and shouted what he wanted to say!

Little Hades suddenly stopped the steps he was about to take, and his handsome and sulky little face was twisted abruptly, and the big demon red eyes narrowed into a line: "Damn, I actually took this Forgot!"

The judge wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that he had finally saved the little master.

I saw him throwing the package on his body: "I must go to the mausoleum to find the Phoenix Girl! Let her find a way!"

"Wait, little master, you wait..."

Boom!

Another violent shaking!

The grievances gathered and formed, and countless shadows were sucked into the black coffin one by one.

Finally, he finally merged with the blood and injected soul into the corpse in the black coffin.

Nifeng's eyes opened suddenly, and her whole body twisted strangely. After the dust fell, it became human beings' normal softness and nature.

There was still warm blood on her arm, but she didn't care at all, her fingertips lingered on her wrist.

It seems to be feeling the breath that I had recently provoked.

That powerful, familiar breath with a sense of Buddha.

She stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her wrist. With an unusual smile, she looked at the man standing aside, with a touch of warmth at the corner of her mouth: "Wushuang, I am back."

Speaking, her eyes lit up, as if she had smelled something, and she said softly: "He's here, right?"

Nifeng's white face was slightly red, and she looked at another place in the ancient tomb, sighing slightly like a girl falling in love.

Jing Wushuang nodded, bending over to hug her: "The monsters and ghosts are coming, your body is still very weak, let's go back to Exorcism City."

"Okay, listen to you." Nifeng lowered her eyes softly, but still reluctant to give up, and the object of her reluctance is Baili Jiajue.