Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Two beauties arrived, lightly touching the blood curtain with their hands, instantly powdered and broken, looking forward, Asura ghost mother was drilling into the corpse hole.

“Ye Shaoyang, I’ll wait for you, find me duel …”

The sound is still there, the silhouette has disappeared.

The two beauties did not chase, but came to Ye Shaoyang. One person held the stone statue that was about to fall, and the other took Ye Shaoyang out.

Smelling the faint aroma from the beauty, Ye Shaoyang’s weak eyes opened, looking at the beauty’s face, the beauty is very beautiful, the key is … I don’t know.

Ye Shaoyang wanted to ask clearly, but the sensation of pain and loss of power from his body gradually blurred his consciousness and passed out …

Consciousness reappears several times, and finally a piece of strange dreamland is put together:

On a dark night, I stood at the foot of a mountain, and there were endless peaks in front of me. There were some strange sounds everywhere, wail like ghosts and howl like wolves.

Ye Shaoyang didn’t know he was in a dream, but he was very surprised why he appeared here. Turning his head, he saw a large mountain flat in front of him. There are many buildings. They are old and shabby old houses. The factory building is covered with vegetation, and some buildings are covered with Mountain Tiger.

There are a lot of machine parts and things on the ground.

In front of him, there is a white figure with a straight posture, walking slowly, Ye Shaoyang relies on an instinct to follow all the way.

The white shadow crosses the residential area and then follows a small road up the mountain.

Ye Shaoyang followed, and when he climbed halfway, the white shadow was already on the top of the mountain. Ye Shaoyang walked to a dozen meters away behind him, stood still, and looked at it. This person was wearing a white robe with long hair, Dressed as a priest.

He stood on the top of the mountain, his clothes fluttered, his hair fluttering, and he looked like an Immortal Spirit.

He slowly turned to face Ye Shaoyang.

“Big Senior Brother!” Ye Shaoyang screamed in surprise. The person in front of him was actually Dao Feng, and he was a 20-year-old Dao Feng. Although he was in a dream, he was still a little conscious, knowing that time had passed a dozen In 1, Dao Feng didn’t look old at all. This was not a good thing, but rather terrifying, because there was only one possibility:

he died. Ghosts don’t grow old.

Dao Feng looked at him quietly and said, “Why follow me?”

Ye Shaoyang stayed, why did he follow him? I can’t answer it myself.

“Don’t follow me.” After saying this, Dao Feng’s 2 eyes suddenly burst into tears of blood and looked weird.

“Don’t follow me,” he repeated, with a hint of anger in his voice, “go your own way, don’t follow me, I will … kill you!”

Kill me?

Ye Shaoyang stared at him sternly, Dao Feng with blood on his face, cracks suddenly appeared on his head, one after another, soon spread all over his head, and then … just in front of himself, collapsed, a powerful impact broke out Opening, Ye Shaoyang was swept out, his eyes were completely dark, and then his eyes opened a little.

Big, slippery eyes are staring at themselves.

“Wake up, master, you finally woke up!” A cheerful voice sounded, Ye Shaoyang stared intently, recognizing that the girl who had rescued herself before, looked only a teenager and was not mature, but It can be seen that it is a beautiful woman in the making.

A thick monster qi emanated from her body.

Fairy?

Ye Shaoyang, who has been dealing with ghost monsters all the year round, does not discriminate against monsters, and feels as common as seeing people, but the point is … I don’t know him.

“Who are you?” Ye Shaoyang braced himself to sit up, immediately feeling within the body, and almost fell down. The girl immediately reached out and hugged him in her arms, then helped him sit up.

Enjoying this treatment, Ye Shaoyang was a little bit fluttering, but when he thought that Rui Lengyu might be next to him, he pushed Banshee away and looked up and down, “Who the hell are you?”

“Master, I’m Xiaobai.” The beauty smiled. “You’re handsome, I think you are.”

“Xiaobai?” The name … Ye Shaoyang scratched his head and began to feel that the girl was a little bit abnormal.

A cold male voice rang out next to him: “Ye Shaoyang, I’m here for you for 1000 miles. What’s your attitude?”

Ye Shaoyang turned around in surprise, looking at a young man with an astral qi between his eyebrows. He should be a mage, and look at his face … I do n’t know.

“and who are you?”

“He was here to escort the little white elder sister, a Taoist priest of Dragon Tiger Mountain.” Said a cute girl.

Ye Shaoyang turned his head again, and saw a beautiful girl again, smiling sweetly at himself, some familiar, but did not recognize it for a while, could not help crying: “Who are you, everyone and everyone Seems familiar to me, who came out and explained it to me !! “

The beauty in front of her mouth muffled her mouth, grabbed Ye Shaoyang’s hand and shook her hand, and said dissatisfied, “Master, why don’t you remember me? You have seen me bathing before …”

“Pu …” Ye Shaoyang was all right. Hearing the words immediately, he spit out blood, turned his head, and finally found Rui Lengyu in the crowd, looking at himself with a smile on his face, with a touch of lips A mocking smile.

Ye Shaoyang wiped his mouth and looked at the beauty in front of him, weakly nodded, “I remember, you are an orange, the mermaid. Men and women should not touch hands when they give or receive things, you let go what.”

Orange clapped her hands excitedly, and said, “It doesn’t matter. You are my master. Anything can be done.”

Ye Shaoyang rolled the eyes, almost turned his back, and waved, “I didn’t send you into the water to come home before I came here, why didn’t you leave?”

Orange slyly laughed, “Because, I can’t bear my master.”

“Haha …” Little Ma and Old Guo, sitting outside, couldn’t help but laugh at each other.

“Master, this is a little white elder sister, a snake demon. At the time of crossing the Heavenly Tribulation, at the most critical time, you helped her, and now you are under the seal of the gods, and come to you to recognize the Master.”

Ye Shaoyang suddenly remembered the stubble and was stunned on the spot.

Xiaobai grabbed his hand, exhaled a breath containing Soul Crystal into his palm, and stayed in his palm.

Is this recognizing Master?

Although Ye Shaoyang was hesitant, but the other side Soul Crystal had already been out, and he didn’t accept it and dying, so he had to absorb it with astral qi, leaving a white soul mark on the skin.

“Well, do you have so many servants, Master?” Xiaobai said curiously, looking at the soul marks in his palm.

“You two, and me.” Guagua jumped onto Ye Shaoyang’s shoulders, raised his eyebrows at Xiaobai, “I’m the boss, call my brother.”