Beyond the Divine States Chapter 97: : Porcelain servant

Shubai is not a timid person, but he watched the red lantern change color, and he couldn't help screaming when the pale light entered his pupils.

Shubai rubbed his eyes and confirmed that he was not looking at the flowers. He could not suppress the fear in his heart, got up and ran, and he was even more horrified to find that as he walked through the rooms, the original red But his lanterns turned into a snow-white color, and the faster he ran, the faster those lanterns became.

Shubai stopped and dared not move.

Not far away is the bridge. There are still many pedestrians on the bridge. Among them are the figures of officers and soldiers. They did not investigate the death of the singer who fell from the building, but flocked to the sand. On the other side of the water-there seems to have just died a big man.

Next, Shubai's gaze stopped somewhere again. He saw a plain-clothed girl dancing at one end of the long bridge. Because her body was too thin, it was even more broken when she looked at it from afar. The cloth whirled in the cold wind.

Beside the girl, the blindfolded man is pulling the erhu, and the graceful singer is playing the guqin.

People who came and went were also blind to that scene.

Only you can see...

This thought climbed up to his heart little by little. He turned his head and stared at the white lantern. An absurd thought flashed in his mind, and at this moment, there happened to be an auntie with a basket from his side. When he walked over, he was startled, boldly opened up, and shouted hoarsely: "Big...madam..."

The middle-aged woman carrying the basket stopped, turned her head, saw the young boy, and asked: "What's the matter? The child is lost, do you want my mother to send you home?"

While speaking, the bloated middle-aged woman gave him a wink. If it was normal, he would have a chill, but at the moment he was ecstatic, and he quickly said that it was okay. Then buried his head and ran forward.

Fortunately...I'm still alive.

Hmm...Isn't that auntie is also a ghost?

Shubai slapped his head and quickly dismissed the idea.

When he passed the big arch bridge, he turned a blind eye to the ghosts on the bridge, pretending to walk over calmly.

There seems to be no big vision.

But the girl in plain clothes glanced at him. Shubai had been carrying the bronze paintings for the master all the year round, and his back was unconsciously bent, and the rugged bones appeared so distinct through some thin clothes.

……

At the door of the old woman’s house, the lanterns turned from red to white. The only piled up in her house was the lantern skeleton woven from bamboo strips, and there was also a pale light. The light struggling in the lantern, like a bamboo basket. Jumping inside, flipping the white-belly fish.

In the room, the world was turned upside down in a blink of an eye.

The old woman hugged her head, remembering something in pain, and then she peeled her scalp away from her heart a little bit, her fingers sinking into the flesh and tearing, as if all the flesh and blood were cumbersome and they were going to be removed. The lock, the hand was scratching the skin and blood, and in a blink of an eye there was a scene of scared skin and flesh.

Ning Changlong did not stop, because he knew that this old woman never really lived.

She has been an old woman ever since she appeared. She has an imaginary memory, an imaginary grandson and an imaginary enemy who killed her grandson. From the very beginning of her life, she was a dying person.

Ning Changjiu knew that this old woman was not the real body of the demon behind him. He didn't want to waste any more time and went straight out.

At the moment when he had the intention to retreat, the crazy old woman stopped tearing her hand, she raised her head, her eyes were faintly dripping with blood, and the blood-stained pupils glowed with white light. .

She stretched out her hands and grabbed at Ning Changjiu.

Her figure suddenly became extremely fast, like a high-speed flying cloth whirling over, hitting the top of Ning's head for a long time.

Ning Changjiu turned around, his feet sticking to the ground, and while the old woman who had turned into a corpse demon was still in the air, he waved his arm and cut out with a sword air.

In the sound of tearing, sword energy entered the body, and the flesh and blood of the old woman seemed to be no longer flesh and blood, but the sound of a saw cutting leather.

Behind the broken flesh and blood, thick bones can already be seen.

And such a serious injury did not slow down her figure at all, and it still fell like a lifeless, painless bone covered with viscous plasma.

Ning Changjiu hurriedly avoided, but after the corpse demon landed, he barely stopped, and he used his hands to support the ground, like a frog, chasing him, Ning Changjiu pinched two swordsmanship one with his fingers. Stopped behind him horizontally, he didn't want to be in love with the war, he just wanted to withdraw quickly.

The corpse demon bumped into his two sword auras, and the flesh and blood would rot at the touch, but in just a moment, the sword aura seemed to have encountered something hard that could not be cut. It was crushed in an instant without any obstruction. After that, the corpse demon's figure suddenly became faster, and in just an instant, she chased Ning Changjiu's back, raising her hands high, and slashing towards his back like two butcher knives.

Ning Changjiu turned his head and stared at the palm of her falling hand. While backing quickly, his fingers cut across cleanly.

Although the bones of the corpse demon are extremely hard, the joints between the bones are very fragile. The sword energy slashed through, cutting through the joints between the hand bones precisely, splitting the wrists of both hands. Off.

The pain that should have bitten the bones did not affect the corpse demon at all. There was not even a trace of blood oozing out of the broken wrist, and the whole body still smashed against him like a heavy sandbag.

With a dull crash, Ning Changjiu folded his arms to protect his chest, and was directly knocked back by the corpse demon, breaking the door and falling out.

In that room, snow-white lanterns floated out of thin air and gathered to the side of the corpse demon. At this moment, the old woman could not see the slightest human appearance, and her white bones were pierced like thorns on thorns and vines. The skin grows vigorously.

Ning Changjiu stabilized his figure with only a slight sway, and the corpse demon with the pale lantern came oncoming again, gusts of cloudy wind swept over the door like a blade, and instantly tore off the door.

Ning Changjiu looked at the figure that the corpse demon rushed forward, and didn't retreat for half a step. He remained motionless, his eyes getting colder and colder.

The corpse demon rushed forward, and he also rushed up.

Ning Changjiu's sleeves swung, and the white blade of light flashed by inside.

But that is not a sword, but a knife.

It was an Eviscerating Knife taken from Ning Qinshui's house. He had already expected a fierce battle in the city. He didn't bring a sword just to show the enemy's weakness, but how could there be no weapons to defend himself?

The knife is nothing but Fanpin. It is not sharp in itself, but the spiritual power quenched like venom in an instant gave it an unstoppable sharp light. The light and the blade instantly cut the opponent's body. , And then Ning Changjiu shrank down, his arms like a corpse demon like a vise rushed into the air, Ning Changjiu took the opportunity to go around her side and back, and the blade followed the movement of his body, cutting her violently. The flesh and blood, wiped the bones and slashed over.

The sound of broken bones smashed into ears.

The corpse demon finally let out a vague scream, and she leaned back her arms, trying to catch the **** living person, but the light of fire suddenly lit up on the long-term blade of Ning.

That is sword fire.

As soon as the sword fire ignited, the flesh and blood of the corpse demon quickly melted like ice and snow under the scorching sun, and the white bones behind it were quickly exposed.

Ning Changjiu held his breath, and never blinked her eyes from beginning to end. Divine consciousness pierced into her body like a thread and determined the position of a certain bone. Then before the corpse demon grasped her with both hands, the arm manipulated the blade to go around. Those jerky and pierced directly in a certain direction.

The sword fire exploded, and the screams were like the wailing of a dying centipede, but the sudden sound was melted by the sword fire before it could ring through the long street.

The knife slammed into it, and the blade pierced out, with a piece of wriggling cartilage pierced on it. The cartilage looked like a living being, struggling constantly on the tip of the knife.

After losing this bone, the corpse demon calmed down. She fell to the ground and lost her vitality after a few tremors.

Ning Changjiu looked at the bone that was picked up and down on the tip of the knife, and judged that it should be a fragment of a certain bone demon, and this bone is extremely extraordinary, even fragments can transform into a complete human form, and this old woman is definitely not It was the bone fragments that were alienated by themselves, because her memories were all false and someone deliberately rewritten it, so who is that person, is it also looking at herself in secret?

……

On the continuous eaves, on the roof of a tall building, the disappeared man in black reappeared. She took off her dark robe and revealed her true face in the moonlight.

That is a young girl with a beautiful face. She has light and elegant eyebrows. She stretches out her slender hands. She holds a green porcelain vase with her palm facing up, and her palm is facing down. Five fingers are bent, and she is holding a green. She is standing full of sand on the top of the building, her eyes are drawn like ink brushes, her eyes are slowly scanning the roofs of thousands of attics, and there is a sense of loneliness of being in the desert and looking at Shuangxue alone.

She tapped on her toes and gently stepped on the snow on the blue tile, but she didn't leave even a trace of footprints.

Suddenly her gaze fell in a certain direction, and then she laughed, "Something interesting."

She hooked her finger to take back the spirituality that was bestowed on the old woman’s bones, and then laughed: "Can guess that the old woman has a ghost, but didn’t know that she threw the jade pendant? Oh, I didn’t see it. Where is the cleverness?"

She said and smiled, her expression getting colder.

She closed her eyes suddenly and whispered softly: "I want to see, how brave your body is."

……

Next to the bones of the corpse demon, the nature of the evil spirit on the parasitic cartilage has been completely burned by Ning Changjiu.

The woman on the tall building closed her eyes, her consciousness drifting.

The jade pendant lit up.

The pendant is the surviving jewelry of the previous generation Mingjun, and everything related to the Mingjun can be used by the supreme master of the ghost to connect with all things, as long as the mind behind the manipulator moves slightly, it can be trusted The pendant instantly occupied the opponent's body as a medium.

The corners of the Miao-ling woman's mouth slightly twitched.

This young man in white does have some tricks, he should be from a certain famous fairy mountain, and the breath on his body is even more familiar. It’s just that, after first arriving, he failed to quiet the sinister embankment of the rivers and lakes.

Miao Ling's consciousness moved, and she separated a ray of spirit, through the pendant, invaded in.

Soon, the wisp of spirit sensed the human form and penetrated in at once, taking it almost without any hindrance.

Huh, it's so easy, how good it should be...

The woman opened her eyes after the wisp of spirit took possession of the human physique steadily.

It's just that what she saw before her eyes was not the scene in front of the old woman's house.

Could it be that the boy gave the pendant to someone else? But it’s okay, wait for me...

Suddenly her thoughts froze, she found that she could not move, the alertness in her heart forced her to look at herself with the eyes of her heart, and then she was shocked.

She found that she was wearing a water-green dress, her face was very ugly and blush, and her figure was...wrong! At the moment, I am not a living person at all, but one, the dancing girl porcelain servant!