Raising Evil Spirits

I know that now Xijun is adolescent rebellious.

After all, in terms of physical growth, compared to Wang Yan, Xijun is already a teenage girl. Her growth is completely different from others. She is a long, or even a long mind. You can’t do anything with you now. Go to coax her like a child.

"The blood cloud coffin does not have the body of the five-yin body as the main soul. Can you use it? Without the spell spell, can you unlock the living formation? Now no one has a real way to crack the living formation. Uncle Nangong and grandmother are together Fall, this caused us to lose control of the formation directly, that is, Zu Yun, as the earth fairy, still has to search for rare and precious treasures in both yin and yang to prepare for the formation. How can we? Grandma is still alive Keep guard in the formation, my brother is also anxious!"

"I don't, I'm going to save my mother! My brother must be able to save but not save! Otherwise, my mother would have come out long ago, you lied to me! Uuuu..." Xijun finished, and started to cry. She missed her mother very much. As the memory was cracked again and again, she remembered more of the past.

Although I have heard of her experience before, I didn't really put myself in her perspective. After all, I am not her.

"Okay, after my brother changes home to Sister Wang Yan, let's go and see it. My brother also wants to know how much he can do with his current self, okay?" I said firmly. If all goes well, the live array can be opened and grandma can be released, then maybe everything becomes simple, and there is no need to even attend the Sifang Daomen Conference.

At least anything that is pure and empty, I don't care about it.

"Really? Brother, are you serious?" Xi Jun asked me in amazement, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Really." I sighed, and now I can't go if I don't go. Watching her figure grow and grow bigger now, ordinary red clothes can no longer match her figure, watching her embryonic figure , I really sighed, when she upgrades to the ghost fairy, I am afraid it will be almost like Ziyi.

I don't need to say anything about Ziyi. It is the existence that can make the sister-in-law and sister go crazy. What will Xijun do then?

Mother didn't know what was going on. What was she busy taking with Rui Ze Ge and Yu Xiaoxue away for so long? Could it be that the Blood Cloud Coffin is just a stepping stone, and what they are looking for is something bigger?

I knew that Yu Xiaoxue was extraordinary. After all, she was the only one left in Xiaoyitun at the time, and even her grandmother caught the blood cloud coffin! But what does it mean to take Brother Rui Ze?

Said it was for the coffin of the phoenix, but it is fair, but the coffin of the phoenix is ​​in the underworld! What is their purpose when they run around?

I faintly felt something unusual, Brother Rui Ze, Yu Xiaoxue...

Does mother have any strange thoughts? Or grandma already included them in the chess piece?

"Brother...Brother, my clothes are getting smaller. Look, I heard that I want to wear a bra." Xijun tugged at the clothes, looking like I wanted me to change her.

Wang Yan was very envious. Looking at Xijun's figure about to develop, she was dumbfounded. I took a deep breath. It seems that Song Wanyi usually teaches them.

I quickly asked the corpse king outside the cave to call Daimei, and I told Xijun not to shake her cool clothes.

Daimei quickly floated over, and she was very happy to hear that Xijun was going to change her clothes, but when she saw that she was already a ghost, she choked for a long time.

"The ghost emperor is in the middle stage." I said helplessly, touching Xijun's hair, and then warned her: "You are at the ghost and still my sister. You can never forget your seniority. I hope you and other people It’s the same, age is not measured by strength, do you know?"

Xijun looked at me for a long time and shook her head, but seeing my expression freeze down, she nodded reluctantly: "Well, it's just for my brother."

Xijun has grown up a bit and can no longer be treated like before. Sometimes, I need to think more.

Before Daimei was promoted to the ghost emperor, she carefully took Xijun to look for clothes. I sat on the futon in the Dongfu, and did not recover for a long time.

Wang Yan looked at me frowning, so she came over and said, "Brother, no matter what, I will stand by your side. Sister Xijun will definitely stand by your side and never give up. Are you okay?"

"Well, I believe you." I touched Wang Yan's head, feeling a little calmer, took out the blood cloud coffin and three ancient books, and began to study the possibility of replacement.

Although the small copper coffin represents the extremely high level of craftsmanship and level of the Xuanmen, it is not a little bit behind the real blood cloud coffin. By the time I understood it, two days had passed.

With a block of Yin Qi in the middle, Heimaoyan broke through the ghost emperor, together with Song Wanyi and Liu Xiaomiao, and even Jiang Han, who had always been stable, stepped into the ghost emperor because of his solid preparations.

But because I was in retreat, I learned this later.

Xijun chose a dark red dress, which is still the ancient style she likes, but her face is not as round as before, and she has a more subtle girlish temperament.

"I remember you were only four or five years old..." The time is not long, but in such a short time, she has grown to such a degree, I don't know whether it is happiness or worry.

"Is that brother Xijun who likes to grow up, or a little Xijun?" Xijun couldn't help but asked me curiously.

I thought about it, in fact, it doesn’t matter how big or small it is, it just changed from cute to pretty, and I said, "My brother likes them all, how can I not like my sister?"

Xijun threw himself into my arms happily and giggled.

I patted her on the back, thinking that this child is still a pity, maybe I think too much, and I haven't experienced too much, how can my mind grow? Even if it is against the sky, it is impossible.

Maybe it's because I want to see my mother.

This time I have completed the conversion of the Blood Cloud Coffin. I wonder if there is a chance to talk to Xijun's mother through the living formation? If it can, maybe it can alleviate her motherhood.

"Okay, Xijun, you should go out first. I have to transform between the coffins and coffins. When Yan'er can control her freely, we will visit your mother." I said with relief.

"Well, I believe brother." Xi Jun floated out after speaking.

"Yan'er, what happened to the ghost ghost in your body? Can it be replaced freely?" I asked King Yan, and then put the blood cloud coffin into the big formation, waiting to be replaced at any time.

"Brother, it's okay, I can change freely. If something happens, I will definitely use a ghost ghost substitute. You can rest assured to change me, I will definitely become stronger." Wang Yan said confidently.

Although Wang Yan reassured me, I was still very scared, for fear that the speed would be too fast and Wang Yan would not be able to switch, and then failed and vanished.

"Be vigilant, I would rather waste a hundred, a thousand substitute ghost gu, and don't see you disappear!" I warned with a serious expression.

"Brother, I like you, I don't want to leave you for a while..." Wang Yan nodded affirmatively, then walked over to hold my head and kissed my forehead: "I will not disappear, even if I disappear, if I There are thoughts, and I will think of you too."

My mood is stagnant, but now that the arrow is on the string, how can I not send it? Wang Yan’s importance to me is self-evident, but every time I switch, there is bound to be a risk. Once the control is not timely, she also missed the opportunity to switch due to a stupor or a momentary daze, and the disappearance of the smoke will still happen. !

I lighted the incense, and placed the blood cloud coffin on top of the small copper coffin. I only started to mutter. Wang Yan’s ashes are no longer there. Now I only need to replace the place. As for the grandmother of the main soul, it was just given to me. Destroyed, there was only a strand of Qingxue left. To really fight Wang Yan, he would definitely not be able to beat Wang Yan, so I chanted the conversion spell with confidence!

As time passed, a black-red energy began to wrap around the Blood Cloud Coffin, and the Blood Cloud Coffin quickly responded. The remaining fierce force resisted the invasion. After all, the Blood Cloud Coffin has not yet been recognized. Lord, there is an earth fairy master, and I am just a transit point.

Replacement now is equivalent to making the blood cloud coffin mine and replacing the small copper coffin with Zuyun's! Therefore, the probability is not high, at most about half.

Even if there is a ghost ghost, there is no guarantee of 100% success!

Sure enough, when the power was exchanged, the blood cloud coffin fell to the ground with a snap, and a red arrogance suddenly appeared!

Although the black energy that Wang Yan had turned into was entangled, the power, like a tentacled slapped off, suddenly retracted!

Om, the red energy is fleeting, I know, Wang Yan has already used a ghost ghost to replace this attack!

"Dare...boy...you..."

The old voice suddenly came out, I was startled, my face became pale a lot, and what shocked me was that Wang Yan's red power attacked the blood cloud coffin again!

"You don't want to die!?" I exclaimed.