Nie Xiaoqian stared at Wang Lin. Wang Lin lowered his head and buried his face under his disheveled hair without saying a word.

I would rather press the coffin of the copper essence with my hands, and look at my eyes, nose, and heart, and act like a behavior that is not about myself or I don’t care about it.

For a moment, the City God Temple fell silent, with only the north wind blowing, and the dilapidated doors and windows knocking.

"Prince Wang?"

After a long time, Nie Xiaoqian asked Wang Lin.

"girl……"

Wang Lin finally spoke, but his voice was hoarse and depressed, as if he was buried deep in the ground, and the decaying corpse was sent out, and he could not speak after just saying two words.

After a while, he said tibly: "There is no young master Wang Lin in this world, only the beggar King Lin."

Nie Xiaoqian frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "Mr. Wang, there were some changes when I left Lanruo Temple that night. I was forced to stay in Qiandeng County for a long time. I didn't know much about what happened later. Until a few months ago, when I went to Guobei County, the matter had already happened..."

She didn't know what kind of major blow Wang Lin had suffered, so she became so depressed that she wanted to comfort her, but she had no idea. Moreover, with Wang Lin's current situation, comforting her probably has no effect.

So she just spoke about her experiences in her usual tone.

Finally, she hesitated for a moment and asked again nervously: "Have Qiongying found it?"

Wang Lin, who was originally as numb as a walking corpse, heard the word "Qiongying", his skinny body shook for a moment, and squatted on the ground in pain, covering his head and shook his head.

Seeing that although Nie Xiaoqian did not answer positively, her expression had already shown that Wang Qiongying had not been found, or that something bad happened. Even...

After being able to leave Gu Niang Temple alone, she went to Guobei County to inquire about Wang Qiongying, but the Wang family was wanted and had already left the house empty.

I once thought about going to search for it. But the sea of ​​people is vast and aimless.

When he thought of the various unexpected happenings that Wang Qiongying might have encountered, Nie Xiaoqian felt as if he could breathe. He felt a sense of breathlessness in his heart, and wanted to demolish the City God Temple in front of him.

After finally suppressing this desire to destroy, she looked back at Wang Lin squatting there, Mo Yan said nothing, and couldn't help but feel angry again.

But when Wang Lin fell into this situation, she was both desolate and pitiful, and she couldn't get angry, so she floated outside the door.

The moonlight was like cold water, flowing down from the sky, lingering everywhere.

Crack, Nie Xiaoqian, under the moonlight outside the door, heard the sound coming from the side hall and floated over.

In the dark side hall, the cold wind yelled.

Nie Xiaoqian's gaze was attracted by the row of puppet statues with four flying yakshas.

Because a layer of Guanyin soil on the surface of the four puppet statues was collapsing, layers of cracks seemed to spread on it, making a crackling sound, and countless dust and debris fell.

In a blink of an eye, all Guanyin soil collapsed and fell to the ground one by one, revealing dark and heavy armored thorn scales.

The clay puppets in the daytime came to life at this moment.

They held the cold steel fork, showed a hideous sneer, slowly stretched their flesh wings, slowly stood up straight, and their sharp claws stepped on the altar.

Nie Xiaoqian subconsciously glanced at the judge Wu, and was still pressing the sword with his hands, with a fierce and fierce look wide open, but he didn't suddenly turn around like a flying yaksha.

Seeing Feitian Yasha following him, Nie Xiaoqian thought of Wang Lin in the main hall, and she floated out of the side hall as if she was flying.

She was indeed very surprised that Feitian Yasha came alive from the clay puppet strangely. But she was not afraid, after all, she was not an ordinary person. She was just worried that Wang Lin was not the opponent of such monsters.

"Young Master, go quickly"

Nie Xiaoqian came very quickly, but she finished speaking. A few loud noises sounded. The arched round door of the corridor leading to the main hall of the side hall was broken. Two rows of seven flying yakshas rushed in. After breathing, they sealed the doors and windows and surrounded them in the middle.

"Where do you want to go?"

A sinister and cold voice came. Nie Xiaoqian looked in the voice and found that the voice was passed down from the statue of the City God.

While he was wondering, the mouth of the puppet statue seemed to have ripples and moved for a while.

Then the City God shook like he was shaking his clothes, his face became agile, and then he shook his head and walked down step by step from the altar.

The kindness and smile that was very different from the statue of the gods. After the city god was alive, although he still held the jade scepter in his hand, his whole old face quickly aged like dry orange peel, becoming cold and terrifying.

He sneered and glanced at Nie Xiaoqian and said, "I don't want to find you, but I didn't expect you to come to your door."

When Nie Xiaoqian heard what he said, he immediately understood: "The person who sent the epidemic ghost to the well in the temple to poison it, and sent Feitian Yasha to assassinate it was you, the city god."

The City God waved the jade scepter in his hand and snorted coldly: "The little Yin God dares to call me the divine position of God. His sins are unforgivable. Take it down."

The seven-headed flying yaksha followed the order, and the flesh wings flapped, either from the air or from the ground, attacked from all sides.

Nie Xiaoqian protected Wang Lin behind her, pinched the sword technique in her hand, and wanted to use the idea of ​​faith to use "The Sword of the Sky" to kill Feitian Yasha again.

However, before she could take action, Ning Wentian, who had been on the back of the copper essence coffin, suddenly pulled out a knife from the ground of the coffin, and suddenly came out with a lightning speed.

When ghosts and gods were difficult to distinguish, just one sword established a powerful and terrifying force. The majestic and vast sword intent rushed away. However, the bright and bright sword light shone out in the sky, as if the Milky Way was rolling back, instantly sealing all directions from all directions.

The seven flying yakshas attacking from all directions were suddenly hit by Nie Xiaoqian before they could reach Nie Xiaoqian's side, and flew backwards, with crackling sounds.

Ning Wentian used his sword to repel the seven-headed Feitian Yasha, but did not take advantage of the situation to chase him. However, the City God was frightened by his sword and stopped moving forward, his face slightly changed: "Who are you?"

"It is worthy of being a ghost thief in Beim. There is nothing that cannot be robbed in the world. Even the City God God's God's position was stolen and I went to sit on it. But if you hide in this small City God Temple, it's easy to find people." After a knife, the long sword returned to the sheath. Ning Wentian stared at the City God and said leisurely.

It seemed that Ning Wentian had seen his true face so that the Beim ghost thief's face changed drastically: "Who are you? Who told you I'm here?"

Ning Wentian shook his head and said only two words: "Ghost Coffin."

"The coffin of the copper essence hides the living dead. It turns out that you came for the ghost coffin. It's ridiculous. Don't talk about whether you can find the legendary treasure like the ghost coffin. Even if you were lucky enough to find it, the living dead is the living dead. Do you think the ghost coffin can turn the living dead into a living person?"

Beim Ghost Road looked at Ning Wentian up and down, but instead laughed furiously.

"What's more, you think you can kill my Feitian Yasha with a blunt knife?"
Chapter completed!