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357: Hell’s will-o’-fire coffin burning

On the contrary, Zhao Shao's eyes are loved and excited.

He touched his sister's cheeks and whispered: "Afu, brother will send you to marry tonight, you will be safe and happy in your future."

After that, he put on a red hijab to Zhao Lingfu.

Later, Changying also sacrificed another rune, which was also posted on Chu Yan's forehead.

Chu Yan was still in a coma, and he changed his robe.

With the sound of the bell, the two have stood in front of the table.

"One worship the world!"

Changying shouted, manipulating the two of them.

Chu Yan is still alive, and his body is natural, but Zhao Lingfu is different, because the corpse is stiff, and he can't get a back.

Yu Yan and Yu Yan almost became a group, and then looked at the worship ceremony.

Chu Yan has a tall amount and handsome, and the two just feel unfortunate.

After worshiping the church, Changying was another practice. The red rope was sacrificed, and the two people's wrists were tied to the first and tails.

"Enter the coffin!"

The sound of the bell sounded again, and Chu Yan and Zhao Lingfu were controlled into the coffin.

This is the coffin of the burial. What is still spacious when the two lie down.

Zhao Shao looked at his sister's figure, and his eyes were reluctant, but he still had a worry and looked up and asked, "Taoist, if Chu Yan is sober, and throw off Afu, what should this be good?"

"They tied a red rope in their hands, unless they were flying away, they could not discard each other." Changying explained, "At that time, the road was closed, and Chu Yan had no other way except for going forward."

Zhao Shaozhu listened, and then he kept relieved: "That's it to the Taoist."

"Poor Taoism is doing their best." Chang Yingchen brushed, throwing out the runes, and then opened it with a hand tactic.

This mountain is more yin, and the sound of wind is more than.

But long -standing is full of energy, the forehead is sweating, and the hands are trembling, and the underworld also opens a small seam.

No, she had to ask the grandfather to help.

"Useless!" Behind her, the ancestor scolded disgusting, or borrowed her strength.

Chang Ying's heart was aggrieved, and the underworld was connected to the underworld. If the flesh can be opened casually, it can be opened.

As soon as the black holes came out, without the instructions of Changying, Yu Yan and Yu Yan joined forces, pulled the souls of Chu Yan and Zhao Lingfu, and sent them to the underworld.

Zhao Shao used Fu Yan to open his eyes in the morning, and saw that his sister's soul was a little bit nihilic. You walked through Huangquan Road and passed the Naiheqiao! "

After Zhao Lingfu's death, before he slowed down, Changying, who was rushed to the body, was banned in the body.

She was not as harsh as Chu Yan. She knew that she had worshiped with Chu Yan, and she had to enter the road together and took Huangquan Road.

She turned back and looked anxious. She wanted to remind her brother, but Chang Ying had already insightned it, swept away, and immediately closed the underworld.

Changying consumed a lot of skills, and the whole person looked a little bit collapsed.

She looked at the two in the coffin, and because Chu Yan's soul was also pulled out, he had no breathing now.

Just blame you, how can you match Zhao Lingfu's eight characters.

"Block the coffin." Changying said, "As soon as the yin and soil are covered, the yang is cut off, even if the ghost found that Chu Yangshou could not return him back, his soul could not return to his body."

Zhao Shao's eyes were leaning, and he didn't hesitate. He waved his heart and let the confidants hurry up and bury the coffin.

These yin soil were dug from other graves. After a long period of accumulation, let alone the weight of the yin energy.

After the coffin was buried, it was already past midnight.

Young Master Zhao touched the tombstone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Changying couldn't wait to say: "Young Master, Pindao has already taken care of this matter, please hand over the antidote!"

Young Master Zhao turned his head slightly.

He stared at Changying for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Taoist Master, the Ninth Princess already knows that I took Chu Yang away, and it's just my own life. I'm afraid it won't calm the Ninth Princess's anger."

Chang Ying's expression suddenly changed, "Young Master, are you going to cross the river and demolish the bridge, and drag our master and apprentice to be buried with you?!"

Young Master Zhao put his hands behind his hands and said slowly and leisurely: "Taoist Master has done all the bad things, can't he do one good thing now?"

I just don’t know if their lives can be saved and everyone in the Red Fire Sect can be saved.

"Bitch thief!" Changying's face twisted with anger.

She immediately threw out a talisman, hoping to control Young Master Zhao first.

Young Master Zhao raised his chin slightly, without any trace of panic.

An object slipped from between his sleeves. He held it in his hand, and a dazzling light flashed, immediately reflecting back the power of the talisman.

Chang Ying had no idea that he had a magical weapon at his side, but before he could react, he was injured by his own talisman. He took a few steps back and all his internal organs were injured.

"Master!" Yuqing and Yushao rushed over.

They took a closer look and discovered that what Young Master Zhao was holding was a Bagua mirror with runes painted on it.

He stared at Changying coldly: "I know that the Taoist priest is very good at using talismans, how could I not be prepared at all?"

"If you don't keep your word, you are a real thief!" Changying scolded angrily.

But now her vitality is weakened, and the teleportation talisman that her ancestor drew to help her has been used up. Her heart sinks. Is it possible that the three of them, the master and the apprentice, are going to die here tonight?

Young Master Zhao didn't care how others scolded him. He said: "The Taoist Master prepared such a powerful talisman early in the morning. If I didn't have this Bagua Mirror to protect me, I would have been seriously injured. It can be imagined that the Taoist Master and I are the same."

Same thoughts."

Changying clutched her chest and gritted her teeth.

But back then, she was able to fight against so many senior brothers one by one, and gained the favor of the ancestor to become the head of the clan. How could she be a mere mediocre person?

She suddenly laughed sinisterly.

Young Master Zhao only felt weird, and then the cold night wind blew behind him, carrying the slightest smell of blood!

He has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has extremely quick reactions. He turns around and uses the Bagua Mirror to block his heart channel.

Bang--

The thrust of the sword shattered the mirror.

Young Master Zhao dodged and saw clearly that the person who attacked was none other than Chang Ying's male apprentice named Yu Yong.

This Yu Yong was obviously guarding at the bottom of the mountain, so why did he come to the mountain silently?

Young Master Zhao looked gloomy, thinking that he must have used an invisible talisman and had been hiding nearby, waiting for an opportunity.

All of his confidants had been killed, and the Bagua Mirror that resisted the Fu Zhuan was broken. Young Master Zhao's heart sank again and again.

Changying saw that the situation had turned around, and now it was Young Master Zhao who was at the end of his rope. She laughed wildly and said: "Young Master, please hand over the antidote quickly, otherwise, I will burn the coffin with the ghost fire from hell and let your sister die on the road to hell.

I’m so out of my mind!”

"What did you say?" Young Master Zhao didn't believe it, "Afu has already entered the underworld, how can you still make her soul fly away?"
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