Chapter 305 Third Senior Brother

Master Mingzhen opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was in doubt.

Ling Chu's soul had clearly left her body, and he had sent so many ghosts to snatch her body, but not only did they fail.

He was actually attacked back.

Who was protecting her body?

Ling Chu was surprised to see him spitting blood.

It was a pity that she was still besieged by the ghosts and had no time to deal with him.

Her soul was getting weaker and weaker, but she didn't expect the system to absorb energy stones from somewhere, which allowed her soul to recover a little.

But she only killed one-third of the hundreds of ghosts.

If this continued, her soul would probably not be able to hold on soon.

She saw Han Yao with her back to her, holding Master Mingzhen and saying something.

Ling Chu quickly controlled the small hammer to hit her.

It was a pity that Master Mingzhen found out and pushed Han Yao to the side.

Han Yao was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

Seeing that Taoist Mingzhen was about to cast a spell, Ling Chu quickly turned the hammer and hit Han Yao again.

Unfortunately, Mingzhen blocked it, and the hammer failed to kill Han Yao.

It only broke one of her legs.

Han Yao screamed, rolled her eyes, and fainted.

Taoist Mingzhen stared at Ling Chu with a gloomy face.

He cast a spell again to mobilize those ghosts to snatch her soul.

…

The young man in white killed all the ghosts, raised his hand to make a gesture, and took back the formation flag.

Those shrill ghost howlings disappeared, and the gloomy wind also dissipated, returning to the original refreshing air.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The young man in white swept his eyes from the maids, women, and guards one by one, and finally fell on Ning Chuyi.

He swept him up and down.

Ning Chuyi was cold all over, and because he killed those ghosts, he let him look at him.

The young man in white saw the bodhi whip in his hand, frowned at first, and then raised his eyebrows again when he saw the blood on the whip.

He didn't understand the mysterious art, but he actually used his own blood to restrain the ghost. This is a ruthless person.

He was a little curious about his identity, but this was not the time to ask.

"Where is my Xiao Si?"

Hearing his name, Ning Chuyi's eyebrows moved, and he suppressed his displeasure and said coldly, "Excuse me, young master..."

The young man in white was a little surprised to see that he didn't recognize him.

But he quickly realized that he didn't remember how many years he hadn't been back to Beijing, so it was normal not to recognize him.

"I am Qingfeng, Ling Chu's third senior brother. Is my Xiao Si in the room?"

Xia Zhi looked surprised, "So you are the girl's third senior brother?"

The young man in white nodded to Xia Zhi, and judging from her dress, he guessed that she should be Ling Chu's maid.

"The girl is in the bedroom..."

The young man in white didn't wait for her to finish, and immediately walked into the room.

Ning Chuyi pursed his lips and followed him in silently.

Qingfeng walked quickly to the bedside, looked down, and frowned slightly.

It turned out that the little junior sister's soul had left her body. No wonder the master sent him a message, asking him to return to Beijing as quickly as possible to find the junior sister.

He had to find the little junior sister's soul as soon as possible. If it took too long, Xiao Si would be in danger.

When the master and others returned to Beijing, he was afraid that he would suffer.

Thinking of the methods of the two senior brothers above, Qingfeng shuddered.

He immediately turned around and told Xia Zhi, "Hurry up and ask someone to go to the door and bring in my bag."

He hurried back to the capital, calculated the location of the little junior sister, and came here without stopping.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he found that her house was not right, and immediately rushed in to deal with those ghosts.

In a hurry, he didn't have time to take his bag, which was still on the horse outside the gate.

Xia Zhi responded, and just as he was about to turn around and go out, he saw Liu Xiangju carrying a rattan box in.

It turned out that the gatekeeper knew that the young man in white was Ling Chu's senior brother, so she pulled his horse to the stable and sent the bag in.

Qingfeng took the box and took out a few magic tools and placed them, then turned around and told Xia Zhi to get a basin of water.

After washing his hands, he took out three sandalwood sticks, lit them, and inserted them into a delicate and small incense burner.

Seeing that he was going to perform a ritual, Xia Zhi and the other maids retreated.

Ning Chuyi also raised his feet to walk out, but he did not go out, but stood at the door.

Qingfeng only glanced casually and retracted his sight.

He began to concentrate on casting a spell.

But soon, he stopped.

Seeing that he frowned deeply, Ning Chuyi took a few steps forward, "But what problem did you encounter?"

Qingfeng raised his eyes and looked at him, and did not hide it, "Xiao Si's soul has left her body, but I can't call her back. She must be trapped by something."

"Is there no way?"

"There is a way. I can force her back. But her body is not good to begin with, and now her soul is unstable. I am worried that her three souls and six spirits will be lost."

Ning Chuyi frowned, "Is there no other way?"

"Unless someone can help her soul out of trouble, I can call her back. This is the safest way and will not harm her."

Ling Chu is now in the state of soul. If you want to find her, the person who is looking for him must also leave his soul.

Qingfeng was a little embarrassed. He could have gone to find it himself.

But the ghosts he just killed were obviously controlled by humans. The person behind them is probably the one who trapped the soul of the little sister.

It seems that the other party not only wants to trap her soul, but also wants those evil puppets to snatch her body.

He was worried that if his soul left, the person behind him would send ghosts again, and no one here could stop them.

Ning Chuyi pursed his lips, "Let me go, what do I need to do to make Miss Ling come back intact?"

"Can I ask who you are?" The man was imposing and looked completely different from Xiao Si, and he didn't look like her elder brother.

"I am the commander of the Jinyiwei, Ning Chuyi."

Qingfeng was surprised. It turned out that he was the eldest son of Ningguogong?

Thinking of the rumor, Qingfeng frowned.

His eyes fell on his arm. Although the guards had bandaged his wound just now, he had clearly used his own blood to restrain those ghosts.

Ordinary people's blood can't restrain ghosts.

Looking more carefully, although Ning Chuyi had a lot of evil spirits, he was not suppressed by another aura.

"Why do you want to save Xiao Si?"

"The emperor knows that Miss Ling is a disciple of Xuanyi Zhenren, and has always asked me to secretly protect Miss Ling's safety."

Qingfeng did not doubt his words, after all, he knew that the emperor had always wanted his master to be the national teacher.

"Do you know that if you want to save Xiao Si, you must leave your soul to find her? If you are not careful, it is possible that you will not be able to come back."

Ning Chuyi looked at him steadily and said in a calm voice, "With you here, I believe you will not let Miss Ling get into trouble."

Qingfeng raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, I am here, and I will not let you get into trouble."

Forget it, no matter what his identity is, as long as he can help him save Xiao Si.

Ning Chuyi glanced at him and resisted the urge to cripple his arm. (End of this chapter)