"The whole time, you never breathed."
Shen Yu looked at the boat girl indifferently and asked, "What do you think?"
The boat girl looked pale and said nothing.
The expression of the old boatman on the side did not change, and he said sincerely: "Sir, although this old man is old, he can still tell the difference between the dead and the living. But at this ferry, it is true that my family only has a boat. Where did they go? How could I?" Know."
Shen Yu snorted and said calmly: "Every ten days, someone new is needed to make up for her lost life. Those warriors who came here must have heard about the news here."
The words fell.
boom!
The cabin door was kicked open, and the short-beater man from before led a few people out, and said solemnly to the boatman: "I have long suspected you, old man. The trash from the Monster Hunting Department came several times and no one noticed it. But what about those people who died inexplicably, you hid it very deeply."
The man's face was full of anger, and he was obviously a hateful person.
The boat girl who had always lowered her head and said nothing now raised her head and said softly: "A few immortals and rangers, can you decide whether our father and daughter will live or die with just a few words from you? My father kills and fishes, and sometimes he uses The oar will naturally be full of murderous intent. As for me, I have been weak since I was a child, so how could I be a dead person? This is Tang Dynasty and Yunzhou. If it were to be spread to the ears of the academy, it would not be as easy to talk about now. "
The boatman snorted coldly and said, "That's right, this is the Tang Dynasty, and practitioners like you are not allowed to be presumptuous."
Yang Pan'er kept staring at the boat girl, but she couldn't see anything strange. Even her breathing was normal. She couldn't help but frown, a little suspicious of Shen Yu.
The latter stood up and said with a smile: "Academy. Oh, then I'll ask him."
Feng Qingyun's words made not only the faces of the father and daughter change slightly, but also Yang Pan'er's expression became dull.
What Shen Yu was referring to was the bunt man who had just had a conflict with him.
No one would have thought that a martial artist was actually from the academy.
"Academy, Wang Hu, I have met Mr. Shen." The short-beater said with his fists clasped.
Zhao Ji, who was not far away, shrank subconsciously and did not dare to make any movement.
"If you practice the Yin Ming Sect's skills, if you don't choose an extremely yin place, you can't block the gradually increasing corpse energy. In order to suppress the spread of corpse energy, the father has to kill people to beg for blood. This is a very touching story. s story."
Shen Yu glanced at the boat girl and continued: "Unfortunately, my practice is not correct, and the path of ghosts is getting more and more crooked. Your daughter is already dead, and the person who occupies her body is probably an old man from the Yin Ming Sect who borrowed his corpse to resurrect his soul. Immortal."
Shen Yu looked at the two of them with a smile but not a smile, and said, "This time, you know their origins well and pretend to be mortals on purpose. But the academy has been searching for demons and exterminating demons since ancient times, so how could it not find you."
Hearing this, the boatman trembled all over and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense."
The boat girl stood tightly behind him, not saying a word, but her whole body was full of fear.
Shen Yu turned to look at Wang Hu and said, "Don't take action, let her do it."
Yang Pan'er hesitated.
next moment.
The boat girl's whole body changed. Her original soft and frail appearance had disappeared, replaced by a sinister look.
She pointed at Shen Yu and said coldly: "You juniors are a little too crazy. When I was running rampant in Yunzhou, you were still in your mother's womb."
The boatman also changed his attitude, grabbed the oar, and stood in front of the woman.
The cloudy eyes had completely disappeared, and his face was full of cruelty at this moment.
"If you want to die, this old man will help you."
…
Shen Yu looked calm and just looked at Yang Pan'er and said: "Use Qi to control the sword and move it according to your heart. The sword cultivator will not retreat at any time."
The boatman let out a strange laugh and dodged and rushed towards Shen Yu. He knew that among these people, Shen Yu had the highest level of cultivation. As long as he was killed, the remaining people could be manipulated at will.
That haunts these countless innocent souls
The oars tore through the air, and the ghost in the light black mist opened its mouth wide, exuding a terrifying ghostly aura. As long as it was contaminated by a trace, its spiritual power would be contaminated.
Shen Yu stood with his hands behind his back, turning a blind eye to this.
Yang Pan'er stood up suddenly and shouted: "Looking for death."
The Qingxuan Sword flew straight out from in front of her, drawing an extremely mysterious trajectory, and the light formed by the sword energy rushed towards the boat girl.
On the other side, Wang Hu sneered and faced the boatman similarly.
One of them was a martial artist, and the other was a ghost practitioner. For a moment, the figures on the ferry were at odds with each other.
The boat girl was suspended in mid-air, like a ghost mother born from the netherworld, with a cruel look on her pale face.
She looked at the flying sword, turned her hands slightly, and a black screen composed of ghostly energy instantly blocked the tip of the sword.
The sword collided with the black curtain, making a harsh friction sound.
It seemed that this was not the first time Yang Pan'er had fought with someone. Without any hesitation, he suddenly activated his spiritual power, and the Qingxuan Sword made a buzzing sound and pierced the black screen.
boom.
The air suddenly exploded, and the shipgirl's figure returned to the deck again.
The skin on her body began to shrink, and soon it was like a piece of dead skin covering bones, and her whole body instantly aged by hundreds of years.
That ghastly face was bleeding profusely, and the fingernails on both hands had grown strangely long.
Shen Yu suddenly said: "What are you afraid of?"
Yang Pan'er suddenly woke up, pinched the sword technique with her right hand, and the Qingxuan Sword flew out again.
"You swordsmen are really difficult to deal with."
The boat girl said hoarsely, and she waved her sleeves. The blood-red sleeves suddenly extended and rolled up the boatman who was fighting with Wang Hu.
The latter's expression changed slightly.
Yang Pan'er was slightly startled, and the Qingxuan Sword stopped in mid-air.
She looked at the boatman who was swept away and asked blankly: "What do you want to do?"
The boatman seemed to understand something and said in horror: "Yun Niang, it's me. I'm your father. Do you really want to do this?"
The boat girl's face was full of sarcasm, and she chuckled: "Dad? I lost my father a hundred years ago. If you weren't a loser who only dared to kill some mortals these years, how could I have recovered so slowly?"
Yang Paner's expression was complicated.
In order to keep his daughter alive, the boatman had no choice but to practice the ghost technique, even at the cost of killing people in the Tang Dynasty.
Unexpectedly, the person who finally occupied his daughter's body was actually another person.
After a moment, Yang Paner suddenly shouted: "Get out of here quickly."
I saw the old boatman being pulled into the air, with some kind of dark red ghost energy wrapped around his body. A sharp dagger pierced his abdomen, and the blood flowed into the boat girl's body along the dagger.
Looking at such a terrifying and weird scene.
Yang Pan'er had never seen this before in her life. At this moment, she could no longer hold back her nausea and started retching while covering her mouth.
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