Chapter 0975 Qin Lingshuang

Unlike ordinary souls, she retains all her memories, and even the smallest things occupy a place in her mind. She remembers her shyness, expectations, and every heartbeat, but she still doesn't know who she is.

Memories cannot evoke the same feelings as at that time. Some exaggerate, others weaken, but she completely severed the connection between memory and feelings. They all belong to another body, and that body has completely died, leaving behind memories and carrying them with her. Gone are the feelings.

There was a time when her soul was still bound by emotions. After fulfilling a certain wish, she finally untied the ties and gained pure freedom.

"My name is...Qin Lingshuang." She kept the name of her predecessor just because she needed a name.

"Aren't you Aunt Dragon Demon?" Mu Dong'er looked at her carefully for a while, "It's so similar, so similar. Look, even half of your hair is blue. Aunt Dragon Demon sometimes turns blue. ”

Her hair was loose, and she held a strand and brought it to her eyes. Indeed, their ends were dark blue, gradually lightening upwards, and suddenly turning black in the middle.

Yao Er flew over and said, "Wow, you look familiar to me too. Have we known each other before?"

"Follow me." Qin Lingshuang did not answer the question, but waved to the two of them.

They were about to return to Yelin Town when Shi Hanyuan appeared in the distance and said loudly: "Wait a minute. Your Excellency...were you a Taoist disciple before? Why are your spells specious?"

This was Shi Hanyuan's own soul, and Shen Geng's remaining soul was temporarily suppressed.

"You come too." Qing Lingshuang invited.

Shi Hanyuan hesitated for a while and looked around. The red light had all dissipated. Occasionally, there were still remaining spells flying up and down. There were flames and corpses everywhere on the ground. No one was left alive under the sun's spell. At least 10,000 Taoist priests and The monk died at his hands.

Shi Hanyuan recited scriptures in a low voice for a while and flew towards Qin Lingshuang.

Mu Dong'er and Yao Er prepared their spells vigilantly.

"I wasn't the one fighting you just now." Shi Hanyuan slowed down slightly and said as he flew, "I am Wangshan Taoist priest Shi Hanyuan. That man calls himself Shen Geng. He is a Taoist prisoner who was imprisoned in Ba Mo Cave many years ago. I don't know. Why did you escape and take over my body?"

Mu Dong'er and Yao Er looked at each other with the same confused expression.

"They look exactly the same, but they are not the same person. This..." Mu Donger looked at Qing Lingshuang from the left and Shi Hanyuan from the right, he sighed heavily and said angrily: "Let my mother identify me. I am Confused."

Yao Er said in the same tone: "Hey, I don't care, I can't beat him anyway."

Fires are being put out in Yelin Town. More than half of the new houses built by the residents' hard work were destroyed by the fire, and the rest were damaged to varying degrees. There was also a group of people who were performing a sadder task - collecting corpses. The eighty-seven Taoist priests who attacked suffered heavy casualties, and the ordinary humans and practitioners who stayed on the ground were not able to completely escape the final blow of the red light.

There were corpses everywhere in and outside the town, some of which were unrecognizable. They were all recovered and lined up on the main street of Yelin Town. Ordinary people cried around the corpses of their relatives. Most of the Taoist priests stood aside silently. Like a group of strange guests who don't fit in with each other.

Not all Taoist priests are so calm. Zhang Xiang'er is kneeling next to Shen Cunyi with her head lowered. She won't cry like a mortal, but she can't be as restrained as a Taoist priest.

"I'm not dead." Shen Cunyi tried his best to force out a smile, but his cheek hurt to the bone and he couldn't help but hissed a few times.

Shen Cunyi was lucky enough to survive the heavy blow, but he was seriously injured, especially on his face, which was burned to pieces by the spell.

"I heard someone crying. Where is my father? Why didn't he come to see me?"

Zhang Xiang'er raised her head slightly. As a Taoist priest, she was not good at lying, and she didn't feel the need to do so. "Daddy didn't hide away, he is right here."

The smile on Shen Cunyi's face disappeared, and he turned to the right with difficulty. His father, Shen Xiuming, was lying next to him. He seemed to have no wounds, but was lifeless. He didn't even look at his son. He once joined the Taoist order, but he was still a mortal. A spell fragment killed him instantly.

Shen Cunyi felt unprecedented sadness welling up from the bottom of his heart, which was more difficult to deal with than the most powerful spell. He held back tears and said, "Fortunately, I am no longer a Taoist priest, so there is no need to force myself to get rid of hatred."

Zhang Xiang'er took a deep breath and couldn't tell whether she was still a Taoist priest. Not far behind her, the more than 300 surviving Taoist priests had more or less the same doubts.

In Yelin Town, which is shrouded in sorrow, there is only one person who is not affected.

Mr. Yishi stood at the end of the street and frowned: "How many people died? I released her too early."

Mr. Yishi chattered for a while, and his attention was attracted by a few figures in the sky. He shook his head, "It's not perfect as expected. There is still a bit of blue in the hair. There are really not enough dead people."

The mortals in Yelin Town did not recognize Shi Hanyuan, but the Taoist priests all knew who he was. No one gave an order. More than 300 Taoist priests rose into the sky almost at the same time and summoned magical weapons. A small number of talisman masters and casual cultivators immediately understood what was going on. Things also flew up.

Zhang Xiang'er took the lead and said angrily: "Shi Hanyuan, you are the culprit of all this!"

Shi Hanyuan remained silent. The Taoists were about to attack him. Yi Shijun's sarcasm came from afar, "Don't be silly. Shi Hanyuan is not a captive, but a complete Taoist priest. With a wave of his hand, you will all lie on the street with these dead bodies. Be honest and continue to be sad. Leave the affairs of the strong to the strong. You can't understand it, and you can't participate in it."

The Taoists saw clearly before that it was the three soul monster who resolved the last blow of the red light. If it weren't for him, only a very few people in Yelin Town would survive. As for how Shi Hanyuan was defeated in the end, no one saw it clearly, and naturally no one would attribute it to Yi Shijun.

The Taoists were still besieging, without making any moves, but they didn't retreat at Yi Shijun's order.

"There are still many corpses belonging to the Taoist sect outside. They don't know who they are following, so they are innocent. Please go and collect their bodies." Yang Qingyin came out. She didn't suffer any injuries on the outside, but she stood on the ground and her breathing was a little heavy. These were all signs of internal injuries.

Her request was more effective than Yi Shijun's order. Everyone flew out of the town. The bodies of the Daotong Army were scattered dozens of miles away, and it would take some time to collect them.

Zhang Xiang'er nodded to Shen Cunyi, who was lying on the ground, and followed everyone out of the town.

Mu Dong'er didn't notice her mother's abnormality. She was still chatting happily with Yao Er, insisting that he call himself "Baldy". "You are Baldy. Your appearance has changed, and you have an extra body. Your memory has not fully recovered, but you are Baldy, absolutely correct. Listen to me, we were the best in the past."

"Okay, okay, my name is Baldy, but this name is really weird..."

Yang Qingyin turned and walked towards the remaining yard. Feifei came up and whispered, "Spirit King, you have to be careful and don't cast a spell. The Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons and Flea are fine for the time being, and Black Phoenix... let's see if she can hold on tonight."

"You go and help others." Yang Qingyin felt unprecedentedly tired, but she had to hold on.

Feifei said goodbye. There were not many injured people in the town, but they all needed to be treated as soon as possible.

Xiaohao sat on a black wood, teasing the little turtle in her hand. Yang Qingyin didn't intend to let her help Feifei. Xiaohao's heartless appearance could easily make her like Yishi Jun hate her.

Mu Dong'er and Baldy landed first and ran into the nearby ruins to look for the remaining mirrors.

Qin Lingshuang landed second, standing in front of Yang Qingyin, staring at her quietly. Yang Qingyin's heart moved, and suddenly felt a strong pressure, and immediately guessed that this was not the dragon demon. Xiao Qingtao walked out of a house created by magic. She had just settled the injured Black Phoenix, the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Children and the flea, and was about to go to Xin Youtao. When she looked up and saw Qin Lingshuang, she was also startled, because she recognized the familiar expression, but this expression was mixed with a very strange indifference, which was the indifference of the Taoist disciples who practiced smoothly, which was completely different from Fangfang's calmness.

Shi Hanyuan finally landed, not caring about the image of Fu Rimang Taoist priest, summoned a bronze mirror to cast a spell on himself, trying to expel the residual soul of Shen Geng attached to his body, but he almost awakened the residual soul.

Yi Shijun walked in from outside with a smile, "It's useless, the residual soul was planted by Kun Dun, and you can't get rid of it with your current ability."

Shi Hanyuan's eyes did not look at Yi Shijun, but turned to Qin Lingshuang. It was this woman who had awakened his soul in an instant and suppressed the residual soul of Shen Geng. The power and ingenuity of her magic were beyond his imagination. He didn't understand how a person who looked only at the Fu Yuemang realm could be stronger than himself?

Yi Shijun was extremely proud, and even nodded to Yin Bushen who followed him in, and then said to Qin Lingshuang: "You will surprise the whole world."

Qin Lingshuang hummed without comment, still staring at Yang Qingyin, hoping to evoke some emotions in her memory.

Xiao Qingtao came slowly and asked in a low voice: "Are you...are you Fangfang?"

Qin Lingshuang's eyes slowly turned to Xiao Qingtao. He remembered who this was, but there was still no ripple in his heart.

Yi Shijun didn't care about these, he just wanted to emphasize one thing, "I am your creator, you are my slave, of course, a higher-level slave, you can also say that you are a disciple, in short, from now on you must obey and only obey my orders, understand?"

Qin Lingshuang's eyes turned to Yi Shijun again. She found useful information from another person's memory, so she shook her head, "I am not anyone's slave or disciple, I have my own 'Taoism', and my whole task is to gradually improve it."

The smugness on Yi Shijun's face instantly turned into coldness, "It seems that you are not smart enough..."

Yi Shijun's mind just moved, the spell has not yet taken shape, Qin Lingshuang has already taken the lead, without any sign beforehand.

With a bang, Yi Shijun seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer and fell to his knees.