Quan Yaozu reluctantly avoided it. Even so, a yin energy passed through his back and penetrated into his body. A trace of pain appeared on his originally muddy face.

He hurriedly glanced back, and the red-clothed evil spirit behind him followed closely, and endless resentment was pouring towards him. If he hadn't had his skills, he would have been harmed by this red-clothed evil spirit long ago.

While Quan Yaozu was afraid and worried, he felt a little regretful, sad, and sighed. If he hadn't done that back then, there would be the result he had now. How could the gentle and gentle Lou Huixin become like this? However, if it weren't for doing that, Lou Huixin would have married that boy Lu Jian. When he thinks about it, his heart is still full of endless anger and jealousy, and he wished he could dig out Lu Jian's body and whip the body.

Just as he was distracted, the evil ghost in red was swept up with cold yin energy, as if countless cold steel needles were pierced by his bones. Quan Yaozu woke up and was about to jump away, but the cold resentment of cold had swept over, like an invisible horse trainer tightly wrapped around his limbs, and could not move at all.

Quan Yaozu was shocked and wanted to struggle to avoid it. A red shadow in front of him was already tightly attached to him, only three inches away.

Quan Yaozu was inexplicably frightened, and cold sweat suddenly filled his whole body. The cold and hatred resentment in front of him blocked the meridians and bones of his body, and he couldn't even swallow his saliva.

He has lived in the south for a long time and has never experienced the real cold, but now the cold yin energy wraps around his whole body. In his despair and horror, a thought flashed through him: The word "Like Felling in the Ice Cellar" probably means this feeling.

No, this feeling is ten times more terrifying, like falling into the ice cellar. The red-clothed evil ghost was already tightly pressed in front of him, and the black windless side was inspiring, revealing a chaotic face. Quan Yaozu wanted to shout something, but his voice was hoarse and powerless, and he couldn't shout anything.

The resentment and yin energy in the red-clothed ghost rushed outwards. The resentment that had been suppressed for a full seven years reached the highest level at this moment. It emitted a strange red light, and the chaotic energy on its face slowly dissipated from its forehead.

The ghost appears!

Quan Yaozu could no longer resist, and felt desperate and powerless in his heart. At the same time, he felt vaguely that this might be his own retribution. If it weren't for what he did seven years ago, how could he have the result today?

"The central soil is so majestic that it is called its appearance, and the lower part is long!" A clear and stable sound of Taoist Technique suddenly sounded, passing through layers of Yin Qi and reaching Quan Yaozu's ears.

He was very familiar with this sound. Last time, Zhu Qingsheng used this similar Taoist technique to seriously injured himself. Now he heard it, how can he not be familiar with it?

Only the "rumbling" stone vibrated, as if the earth was shaking, and then the continuous sound of "whispering" breaking through the air was heard. The red-clothed ghost made a sharp cry, flashing through him in front of him, and I don't know where it flashed.

At this moment, a "long snake" composed of rocks and sand quickly floated past him, rubbing against his body, and with a loud bang, hitting the rock wall, and the stones exploded, and the opium filled with it, looking in a mess.

Without thinking, Zhu Qingsheng must have come out with a ruler. He didn't expect that the person he was going to murder just now saved his life. Quan Yaozu's eyes were complicated, and he looked over through the churning earth smoke.

Zhu Qingsheng walked over with the white jade ruler tightly. As the true power flowed in his body, the white jade ruler also shone with a warm and bright light, which was particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

Although he is temporarily joining forces with Quan Yaozu, Zhu Qingsheng dares not get too close to him. He stands three feet away from him. Seeing that the red-clothed ghost is more than ten feet away from them, he is obviously afraid of Zhu Qingsheng's Taoist skills. Zhu Qingsheng felt a little relieved when he saw this and shouted to Quan Yaozu: "Are you okay?"

Quan Yaozu did not answer and glanced at the red-clothed ghost standing in the distance. He would not think that the red-clothed ghost was scared by Zhu Qingsheng and gave up. He asked, "What are you going to do?"

"This, I..." Speaking of this, Zhu Qingsheng hesitated. He thought it would be easier to get the white jade ruler, but now it seems that getting the white jade ruler only has a little more self-protection ability and is not sure of defeating the enemy. Moreover, he knows very little about the white jade ruler, and it is estimated that the power it exerts is less than one-tenth, so it is a little embarrassed what to do next.

"Next, of course, I will pick up the magic weapon and subdue demons." A clear and peaceful voice suddenly sounded out of nowhere, and a blazing red light and shadow passed by, and a figure fell steadily to the ground.

"Master!" Zhu Qingsheng shouted in surprise and ran over immediately.

Sima Yuan and the others touched Zhu Qingsheng's hair lovingly. Unexpectedly, in just half a night, the little disciple suffered so much. When he turned around, he saw Quan Yaozu behind him, and said lightly: "Mr. Wang, I have such a great determination to plant so many explosives."

Zhu Qingsheng said: "Master, he is not the king's surname. Actually, this is the case..." He quickly briefly said what happened just now.

Even though Sima Yuan and had a rich experience and had been experiencing half of his life, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked and shocked after hearing what Zhu Qingsheng said. Unexpectedly, everything here was caused by Quan Yaozu seven years ago. He frowned and sighed: "Master Quan, let's not bother with right or wrong. For so many years, have you ever regretted the slightest of the past?"

Quan Yaozu's eyes flashed with light, and he immediately said, "Repent? When I was captured by the old thief, I didn't know what regret was. If you want to understand this seven-year dispute, come on."

Sima Yuanji sighed: "Enforce the law and case execution and punishment are the affairs of the government. I can't control it, nor can I control it. But I can still do it by distinguishing right and wrong, right and wrong, right and wrong. Lord Quan, ask you, if I save you tonight, can you surrender to the government and explain all this clearly? I will also give an explanation to the innocent people who died unjustly."

"Then we have to see if you have this ability." Quan Yaozu was very afraid of Sima Yuanji. Even above this red-clothed evil ghost, although he would not agree to Sima Yuanji's words, he did not dare to say this too firmly.

Sima Yuanji's eyes turned and knew what Quan Yaozu was thinking. He sighed sadly, turned around and said to Zhu Qingsheng: "Qing'er, Master has taught you a lot of things before, and I have never actually used them. Master will demonstrate it here tonight, and you have to watch it."

After saying that, his figure suddenly floated up, and the sun-sun parasol was shining, and a blazing and lush light penetrated straight from the tip of the umbrella to the sky.
Chapter completed!