Bai Lian immediately summoned the Qiu Shui Sword and chased him to the riverside.
The river water exudes the feeling of an icy underworld, corroding the bone marrow. The crystal clear river water that was seen not long ago is now more turbid than ink stains.
There was a woman washing her feet by the river. The water was up to her knees. She had bright red clothes, pale skin, and delicate and elegant makeup on her face. Miao Miao Qingyu fell all around. She hummed an elegant ancient tune, giving people a sense of comfort. A hazy beauty.
She suddenly looked back and looked at Bai Lian, her eyes were empty, her eyes were unmoving, and she said without emotion: "Falled into the River of Forgetfulness, walked to the underworld, dreamed of the other side, and entered the deep grave."
This woman's makeup is exquisite, but her facial features cannot be remembered, giving people a strange feeling of being empty and empty.
Balian keenly caught the corpse spots behind her ears, and her bright red dress hung on the water, drawing a pool of blood.
Their eyes met for a brief moment, and Balian said solemnly: "The River of Forgetfulness is the road for the dead. The living have not yet passed away. Please lend me a chance to bring her back."
The female ghost looked at him deeply and steadily, without saying a word. Her legs swayed gently in the river water, and the blood color spread even deeper. I don't know what had disturbed her, but a strand of long black hair climbed from the river water like a wall. Spread out like a tiger.
Balian stepped into the black hair, and his ankles were tightly entangled with the wet long hair. A huge force came and dragged him into the cold river water.
As soon as he entered the world of cold river water, Bai Lian placed the sword finger of his left hand firmly on his temple, triggering two clear sword intentions to cut away the dark aura in the river in front of him.
Not long after he followed the force of the black hair, he saw a group of thick black hair tightly wrapping Su Jing and dragging him towards the bottom of the river.
The Qiu Shui Sword trembled, came out of his hand, and turned into a beam of rapid light that broke through the water.
Black hair floated and swam in the river like seaweed, and a cold, pale face emerged from the black hair.
The scarlet cracked red lips and the double black eyes were the face of a woman. She opened her big blood-red mouth towards the incoming Qiu Shui Sword and screamed silently.
It was clear that there was no sound, but it made Balian's eardrums and heart tingle, and Qiu Shui Sword's spiritual power was also lost. Balian had no choice but to recall it, control the sword in the water, and chase after him.
The hair demon clung to Su Jing, and her pure white clothes were like a pale and deserted flower, lingering on the bottom of the river.
Her sleeping face was as pale as frost and snow.
Calm and beautiful.
But she no longer gave people a strong temperament. Instead, she felt that she was so weak and helpless.
A woman who was once so cold and powerful was now powerless to resist. Even the Love-Severing Sword that was carried behind her that could frighten evil spirits in all directions was trapped in its sheath and showed no edge.
The river is dark and gloomy.
Balian frowned and put the Autumn Water Sword into the green jade. With the chirping of birds, the Suzaku coffin came out. The red Suzaku pattern was like the only burning fire on the dark river bottom.
The vermilion bird's pupils were as bright as flowing fire. He used his palms to slam the vermilion bird's coffin to the side of the haired demon.
Sure enough, the ominous and pale banshee with black hair instantly showed a look of fear and fear, and her face was hidden in her hair.
The black hair in the water was swept by the Suzaku Coffin, and burned instantly like silk cotton soaked in tung oil.
The black hair that was tightly wrapped around Su Jing's body suddenly came loose due to the large formation of water waves.
Su Jing, who lost the restraint of demonic power, slowly floated towards the water like a weightless feather.
Balian cut off the black hair from his wrist, swam towards Su Jing, put his arms around her slender and soft waist, looked at her pale complexion, couldn't help but hold her wrist, and felt for her pulse.
This exploration turned out to be a sign of imminent death.
But she didn't have any fatal injuries on her body, so why was she so weak.
It's not trauma...
Bailian's heart suddenly became enlightened, and her fingers formed a sword finger, pointing between Su Jing's eyebrows, and a ray of spiritual power slowly entered her spiritual palace.
Regardless of whether they are cultivators or ordinary humans, their souls are in the spiritual treasure house.
He originally thought that with his cultivation in the Tuohai realm, he would never be able to successfully invade the spiritual world of a great spiritual practitioner like Su Jing in one go.
He was even prepared for her soul to bite him back.
But I never thought that it would be extremely smooth.
The reason for the success is not complicated, because Su Jing's soul has been extremely weak and has no soul to guard the spiritual mansion.
Out of three souls and seven souls, she only had one soul left to keep this body from decay.
Bailian's mind was shaken.
Where did her three souls and six souls go? !
It's no wonder that Su Jing, who has a Yin-recruiting physique, can rely on the strength of his soul and abundant spiritual power to make hundreds of ghosts retreat and panic.
Now it is only supported by a small body, and the empty skin will naturally attract the covetousness of countless ghosts and monsters.
Balian was certain that at this moment, even a little devil with a little bit of cultivation could occupy her body.
At this moment, he clearly understood that no matter how hard he tried to save her, he would only be saving an empty body.
No matter how she nursed her body back to health, no matter how precious the elixirs and elixirs she took, Su Jing would never be able to wake up as long as her other three souls and six souls did not return.
Carrying her on the road is undoubtedly in the endless darkness, wearing a bright light that attracts countless moths and fireflies.
As soon as this idea settled in his heart, in the dark river, countless green eyes flashed with greedy and ominous light, surrounding him from all directions, with teeth and claws bared, as if they were about to pounce at any time and devour everything. All.
What's even more frightening is that there seems to be something even more terrifying in the deep world under the river, and I can smell the fatally tempting aura exuding from Su Jing's body.
In the silence that had been silent for countless years, there was a huge and dull heartbeat. The eyes of the Yin spirit monsters hidden in the entire river showed fear and excitement.
Every inch of the river water here is immersed in an uneasy throbbing.
what to do?
Balian was in a desperate situation.
He glanced at the pale woman sleeping peacefully in his arms.
He held her in his arms, and the two of them seemed so small in the silent river world.
This woman named Su Jing.
Once a sword pierced his chest.
He once threw him into a desperate situation of life and death.
Maybe when she wakes up, she will destroy demons and defend the Tao, and kill the corpse demons that are not tolerated by the world's immortal Tao.
He rescued him and carried her all the way.
Already benevolent and righteous.
An empty body and skin, why continue to hold on.
I don't know when the three souls and six souls will return. Maybe his persistence is a joke, or maybe her soul has been blown away and eaten by the ghosts in the ghost mountain.
When the soul is no longer able to support the body and the weakness dissipates, the body will return to decay, and everything will return to dust and dust to dust.
Everything he was doing seemed pointless.
In the depths of darkness, the unknown and mysterious oppressive force is getting closer and closer, like a terrifying giant spirit waking up from more ancient times.
The long-term hunger makes every heartbeat sound like it is actually telling its terrible need to eat.
At this moment, as long as he lets go, she will sink into another world that she cannot see.
Those vaginal creatures that smell the scent will also chase and bite them like crazy.
He will return home safe and sound.
She will be broken into pieces.
The world of cultivation is so cruel.
The clear sound of running water passed through my ears.
As if he had done enough to comfort himself, Balian took a deep look at the beautiful face of the woman in his arms, and then slowly closed his eyes.
I don’t know if it’s because I can’t bear to watch it anymore, or because of something else.
The hand on her waist... slowly let go.
But the woman in his arms was still in the boy's arms, and her long black hair was floating quietly in the cold river water like beautiful seaweed, and their hair was tangled together.
One of her hands that were hanging weakly wrapped around the young man's waist at some point. Her movements were natural and smooth, and she grabbed his belt.
Just like Balian carried her all the way.
Balian didn't open his eyes, as if he didn't notice anything.
But she slowly opened her beautiful eyes.
