Xuanxia

Chapter 1020 Her soul?
The sun sets and night falls.

Fu Qingzhou stood among the corpses with a gloomy face.

The murderer had already escaped, but Fu Qingzhou was very familiar with the cold aura left on these corpses.

"Zixiao Jiuyin Gong... the martial arts of Ziqi Xianfeng Temple."

His fingertips picked up the ice chips on Yuan Chen's wound, crushed them, and rubbed them into blood: "Master Baihe's work? But why did she do this? She asked me to lie in wait, but she ruined my plan?"

Fu Qingzhou slowly stood up and looked around.

There is another question, is the other party coming for me?

At this time, the cold air that was sealed into the corpse by the murderous sword energy began to dissipate more and more.

White mist began to spread over the bodies. It was formed by the cold air condensing into water vapor in the air. The mist caused the surrounding temperature to drop significantly. Ice began to condense on the bodies, and the horses also became restless...

"wrong."

"This is not just the coldness of Zixiao Jiuyin Gong!"

Fu Qingzhou's heart sank... He was actually familiar with this kind of aura.

That is the meaning of death in the River Styx!
Thinking of this, he almost guessed something... but he still had to take a look for himself to be sure.

So, Fu Qingzhou opened his third eye.

His two pupils moved, and the world around him immediately became different in his eyes.

In the white mist, the flow of wind had faint trajectories. Fu Qingzhou turned his head and followed those trajectories with his eyes - what it showed was the path that the black shadow had taken before. The trajectory stayed briefly at the place where each corpse fell, and then continued to the next one... Finally, after killing everyone, it stopped in front of the carriage for a moment, and floated away into the distance.

Fu Qingzhou kept his third eye open, with a serious face, and chased in the direction of the wind.

He chased after Feng Hen and rushed away, his Sky Eye shining brightly in the dark night.

The trees on both sides of the official road retreated rapidly like phantoms, and the wind whistled sharply in his ears... He followed the remaining track in the sky eye, passed through layers of pine forests, and approached a cliff.

The moonlight shattered into silver flakes among the treetops. Suddenly, a scream that sounded like a human but not a human came from the front!

The sound was like a steel needle piercing his eardrum. Fu Qingzhou's body paused slightly and his pupils suddenly contracted - there was a blurry figure on the edge of the cliff, tearing himself apart frantically under the moonlight!
The black shadow sometimes condensed into the shape of a woman, and sometimes disintegrated into a ball of black mist. Ten fingers inserted into the head, as if trying to dig something out...

Fu Qingzhou's body was trembling slightly.

The guess in his mind has become more and more certain, but the same thing still applies... He dare not make that conclusion before he is completely sure.

He took a step towards the shadow.

The next moment, the black shadow suddenly became aware of his presence and pounced on him!

At this time, it transformed into a female form, with tiny ice crystals entangled in its hair. Black gas condensed into a long sword at the front of its arm, and the wind from the sword carried the unique smell of decay of the Styx.

Fu Qingzhou's face was even darker than the shadow.

He grabbed the other person's wrist with his backhand, but missed.

It was clearly a soul. The biting cold formed ice flowers on his skin, almost freezing it.

"...Stop!"

Fu Qingzhou gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and drew quickly in the air. The green light turned into a talisman, which was divided into two, two into four, four into eight. In an instant, it turned into dozens of runes, wrapping the black shadow layer by layer.

However, the black shadow didn't care at all. It suddenly dispersed and squeezed out from the blockade of the talisman. During the process, it seemed to be enduring severe pain and let out a sharp scream, and even smoke was ignited by the burning of the talisman!
"you……"

Fu Qingzhou couldn't bear it, so he pulled his hand back and subconsciously took back the talisman.

So the next moment, the black shadow condensed again and approached him in an instant. A long sword condensed in his hand and went straight to his heart!

Fu Qingzhou did not retreat but advanced, allowing the black mist sword to pierce his chest, while his left hand made a magic gesture and imprinted it on the black shadow's brow.

The soul body suddenly trembled violently. Fu Qingzhou felt a sharp pain in his fingertips, as if thousands of ice spikes were exploding in his blood.

But what was even more painful was the whimpering in my ears—was that her cry?

"Is it you?" His voice was trembling, but he didn't dare to relax his fingers. "Are they controlling you?"

The black shadow suddenly let out a shrill laugh that sounded neither male nor female, and hundreds of sword energies burst out from its body!

Fu Qingzhou quickly retreated several steps, and the wound on his chest healed quickly under the effect of the Natural Secret.

At this moment, the black shadow soul looked at him, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out of its empty eye sockets... "It's you!"

Fu Qingzhou was filled with a mixture of anger, sorrow and joy: "You are still here, but they have refined you into a living soul and used you for manipulation... How dare they, how dare they!"

His whole body was shaking. It had been a long, long time since he had felt this angry.

He didn't know when his third eye had closed, and he couldn't even control his emotions. The "Qi Ran" that had been lurking in his body for a long time was even about to emerge!

That's Qiu Chan!

This must be Qiu Chan!

How dare they...how dare they...

"I have a way to save you."

Fu Qingzhou bit his lip, forcibly suppressed all kinds of emotions, and said in a deep voice: "Don't leave, stay, whether it is to rebuild the body or to revive the soul, I can definitely do it!"

The black shadow didn't say anything, just kept crying.

The tears of blood fell to the ground and turned into drops of blood-red ice crystals, which scattered all over the ground, just like swords piercing Fu Qingzhou's heart.

The next moment, the black shadow exploded.

The sky was filled with ice crystals wrapped in black mist, which condensed into her final afterimage under the moonlight, and then turned into smoke and floated away.

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes.

He had figured out something... Now, he thought that this soul was 80% likely to be Qiu Chan's, but it was only 80%.

It may be manipulated by someone, or it may still have its own consciousness, but it is also possible that all of this is an illusion deliberately created by the enemy in order to confuse and influence itself.

The most difficult point to explain here is how this ghost soul can find me so accurately?

At the same time, how can we judge whether it belongs to Qiu Chan?

Fu Qingzhou took a deep breath.

"Do you think I would let her go and then curl up in a corner and cry? Or do you think I would lose my composure and disrupt all my plans?"

He laughed in anger: "No matter what you did, if you dare to use this kind of thing to provoke me, to stimulate me, you... are dead."

The smoke from the ghostly figure was still fading away, but the next moment, Fu Qingzhou had already flown out.

There was no way he was going to let it get away!

Whether it is Qiu Chan or not, he must keep it!
He didn't dare to use other methods, otherwise he might hurt his soul or even break it apart, but...

"stay."

Fu Qingzhou said in a deep voice: "Let me help you."

Powerful spiritual power spread out, that was him activating the Soul Summoning and Word Spell at the same time - in this case, he had even broken away from the medium and form restrictions of the spell itself, and directly used his soul to influence the other party!
No body, only soul?
The soul body is also the spirit!

Since it is a spell that acts on the soul, it is naturally useful to the soul body!

Fu Qingzhou's spiritual power was like an invisible giant net. Countless ice crystals wrapped in black mist condensed in mid-air. His soul let out a heart-wrenching scream, and the black mist surged like boiling water.

He frowned and opened his third eye again.

Suddenly, the restless soul stopped.

The scattered black mist began to flow backwards, and thousands of ice crystals gathered into beads in the air.

A thumb-sized black jade bead was suspended under the moon, with dark red blood veins flowing on its surface. Fu Qingzhou reached out and touched it gently, and faint blue ripples appeared in the depths of his Heavenly Eye - that was the resonance of the breath of the Styx.

In order to help Aiguli practice, he deliberately left a trace of the Styx aura in his Heavenly Eye. Unexpectedly, it came in handy again now.

The ink bead flickered, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if a lost young animal had smelled a familiar scent, and soon it turned into a stream of light and sank into the Heavenly Eye.

Fu Qingzhou reached out his hand and stroked his forehead, closing his third eye.

He could clearly feel that there was a curled up ball of soul fire in his sea of ​​consciousness - weak, but definitely beating.

(End of this chapter)