Xiao Xue Xiao Gathering Soul

(39)

At this moment, the half-closed door was suddenly kicked open, and a strange voice came.

"Where are the undead, hurry up and catch them!"

Both Xiao Xingchen and Xue Yang were taken aback by this sudden turn of events. Xiao Xingchen turned his head and found a monk-like man holding some exorcism items in his hands.

He still looks very young, but he has an old-fashioned long beard, which adds a bit of quack air, a bit like a liar.

He frowned very seriously, seeing the motionless appearance of the two people in front of him, he repeated loudly: "Where are the undead, and they will be captured soon."

Xiao Xingchen stood up, bowed slightly to him, and asked, "What is this brother talking about?"

The monk squinted at Xiao Xingchen and said, "Taoist?"

This behavior and words were very impolite, but Xiao Xingchen was not annoyed, just nodded.

"Since you are a Taoist priest, why did you mix with this kind of monster?" the monk said, "Don't you see that he is extremely vicious and disturbing the peace of the nearby village?"

Disturb the peace of the nearby village?

It was definitely not Xue Yang's doing. Xiao Xingchen clearly knew the strength and limitations of Xue Yang's soul body.

However, this cultivator who seemed to be pretending to be a ghost also seemed to have some skills, he could see the state of Xue Yang's soul and body that ordinary people couldn't see.

Xue Yang didn't have such a good temper. When he heard the monk call himself a "monster", his gaze changed from disdain at first to malicious intent.

"He didn't do it." Xiao Xingchen said firmly, Xue Yang felt warm in his heart.

"As a Daoist priest, you are so obsessed with obsession?" The monk laughed.

"This soul body belongs to me." Xiao Xingchen said without blushing, nor did he have any other thoughts, but Xue Yang didn't feel that way when he heard it, and thought it was funny, "tsk".

"The way the Taoist priest did it made me and the villagers unable to explain."

In fact, this monk has very weak spiritual power and is indeed closer to a liar.There was a vision in the nearby village, so they invited this figure who looked like a magic stick.

He looked around but couldn't find where the problem was, until he came to this place not far from the village and felt a strong movement.

With a fluke mentality, I kicked open the door of this room, but I didn't expect to meet a real soul body.

Thinking about it, even though the root of the problem can't be found, maybe this soul body can be used to make up the number, and it can be regarded as an explanation.

But there was an obstacle in front of him, a Taoist leader refused to let him take it, and he still wanted to fight for it.

In desperation, the monk stroked his beard and scolded: "If this is the case, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Xiao Xingchen didn't speak, but just pulled out Shuanghua.

Shuanghua came out of the sheath, and the cold light was icy. The monk immediately realized that this was a good sword, so the person in front of him must not be underestimated.His legs were trembling a little, it doesn't matter if he doesn't want this soul body, if he loses his own life, it's no joke.

Just as he was about to slip away, he said, "Excuse me, I misread it."

As soon as Fang finished speaking, Xiao Xingchen stopped him: "Wait a minute."