fairy family

Chapter 62 Never die in peace
Yu Que stood behind Fu Ling with a normal expression, but the nails on his hands had grown longer and he reached out towards the other party with precision and ferocity.

If this attack succeeds, no matter how many tricks the opponent has, he will die on the spot.

呲呲!

Unfortunately, a sound of ghost energy dissipating was heard.

The two ghost soldiers that fell beside Fu Ling took the initiative to block in front of Yu Que, allowing him to insert his hands into the bodies of the two ghost soldiers.

Yu Que's expression changed slightly and he immediately took his hands out.

His hands felt extremely cold, and the blood was lost, as if they were inserted between two pieces of ice. He shivered instantly from the cold.

At this time, the Yin Master Cangtou on the earthen platform laughed sinisterly:
"You are so ungrateful. Since you don't want to serve me, then you will die at the hands of your brother."

It was this beast who just controlled the two ghost soldiers and helped Fu Ling block the attack.

Fu Ling's hair stood on end at this moment.

He looked at Yu Que belatedly, his face full of fear, and said, "How long has it been? Could it be that your Yin Spirit has also become a little bit mature?"

The reason why this boy was so confident that he could kill Yu Que along the way was not only because he had been praised for a long time and was arrogant, but also because the household god he raised was the canine household god that the Fu family was best at.

Under the training of the Fu clan, he had already nurtured the family god to the minor success stage long before taking the imperial examination, and was on the verge of major success!
With such a level of familiarity with the spirit, he thought that he was among the best among all the candidates, not to mention that compared with Yu Que three months ago, he had just started to relax.

Upon hearing this, Yu Que glanced at the young man on the platform, a cold look flashed across his face, and then he suppressed his emotions and smiled at Fu Ling:
"So, Brother Ling's family god has also reached a minor level? In that case, let's fight for three hundred rounds!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Que tore off his coarse cloth short jacket and threw it on the ground. White hairs sprouted out of his body, making him look like a strange human-shaped cat.

Fu Ling looked at Yu Que.

The boy's eyes changed and his movements showed that he was eager to fight Yu Que with real swords and guns.

All of a sudden.

The candidates all around opened their eyes wide, not wanting to blink.

The Yin master Cangtou on the stage also gathered his sleeves and looked at the audience with interest.

But the next moment, the madness in Fu Ling's eyes was finally restrained.

He grinned, looked at the two ghost soldiers on his left and right, and growled:
"You and I have a grudge against each other for killing our mothers. Who wants to fight you for three hundred rounds?"

Poof!

The boy bit his tongue and suddenly spat out two mouthfuls of blood, which fell on the two ghost soldiers in front of him, and shouted viciously:

"Senior, please help me kill this beast."

Hiss! The two ghost soldiers were nourished by the blood and became more ferocious. They no longer just stood in front of Yu Que, but rushed towards him.

In addition to the ghost soldiers, Yu Que's eyes flashed and Fu Ling's figure disappeared. He was seen crouching down, lying on the ground, and rushing towards Yu Que like a greyhound.

Yu Que could only feel regretful that the other party had not fallen into his trap again, and immediately reached into his arms and rang a copper bell.

Suddenly, three wronged souls appeared and pounced towards the two ghost soldiers.

Although the souls hidden in Yu Que's copper bell were only those of low-ranking wronged souls, they had also been carefully selected and cultivated by him for three months.

These three wronged spirits may not be good at other things, but they have a strong ghost aura, comparable to ninth-grade ghosts.

Although three of them combined cannot defeat two ghost soldiers, it is no problem to resist one or two.

With just a little more time, Yu Que was confident that with his familiarity with the family spirit, he could easily tear Fu Ling apart.

Suddenly, Fu Ling pounced on Yu Que, but he did not kill him personally. Instead, with a sneer on his face, he took out a token from his arms and broke it with a snap.

Xiao!
A shrill whistle suddenly came from the token, and gray gas rose up, turning into ghost faces and circling around.

The whistling sound made all the examinees who were watching the excitement feel dizzy. As Fu Ling's opponent, Yu Que was surrounded by gray air and his body was shaking. He felt like he couldn't stand firmly, as if the world was spinning.

At this moment, Fu Ling used the real life-saving item in his hand, which was the "Soul-Bewitching Talisman" specially prepared for him by the Fu clan.

Although this talisman is only of inferior remnant grade and cannot hinder real immortals, it is a rare talisman that can shock the gods.

No matter it is a human or a ghost, if they fall in front of it, they will be immediately shocked, dizzy, haunted by the ghost's crying, and may faint on the spot.

Moreover, the effect of the talisman is not one-on-one, but can affect groups of ghosts and people.

Such a talisman would undoubtedly make it convenient for Fu Ling to fight for his life in the county examination, and also make it convenient for him to take the opportunity to escape.

Therefore, although this "Soul-Bewitching Talisman" is only a low-quality remnant talisman, its price in the ghost gathering is comparable to that of a top-grade ninth-grade talisman, and it is priceless.

The most important thing is that only these inferior talismans can be brought by candidates into the county examination. The real ninth-grade talismans will be searched and cleared away.

As soon as this talisman came out, Fu Ling didn't believe that there was any candidate in the field that he couldn't kill!

On the field.

The boy was sure that Yu Que was affected by the spell, and his face was filled with joy. He was no longer afraid and rushed towards him regardless of anything.

Seven feet, six feet, four feet, three feet… Just as he pounced within three feet of Yu Que and raised his hand to break Yu Que’s neck, the boy suddenly felt a flash before his eyes.

Puff!
Fu Ling's figure suddenly stopped.

Yu Que's shaking body suddenly woke up, turned around to avoid the man's attack, then raised his hand and grabbed the man's neck.

Yu Que's other hand went straight through the man's left chest and out of his lungs.

All of a sudden.

Fu Ling's body completely stopped and he widened his eyes. He never expected that under the influence of his talisman, Yu Que could actually react, and the movements were so swift, far beyond his imagination!

The other candidates who were feeling sick in the room also stared at Yu Que in a daze.

Only the ghost master Cangtou on the earthen platform saw something wrong from Yu Que. The ghostly look on his face suddenly jumped and he looked a little surprised.

Just now, Yu Que, in a moment of desperation, used his spiritual consciousness to protect himself and forcibly withstand the influence of the "Soul-Bewitching Talisman". Moreover, man and family god became one, and with great magical powers, he easily caught Fu Ling's opportunity and killed him!

Chuckling...Blood foam came out of Fu Ling's mouth and he looked incredulous.

He couldn't imagine why he, a noble son of the Fu family, who had asked the Yin God for help and summoned ghost soldiers and immediately used a life-saving talisman, was still defeated by Yu Que in just one round.

The boy raised his head and wanted to grab Yu Que again, but his body suddenly went limp and he fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

In the last moment before his death, he only heard Yu Que's ordinary laughter:

"It's a pity that my family god has not only achieved a small success, but a great success."

Yu Que paused, and suddenly added:

"By the way, the way you died is exactly the same as your mother's."

Puff... Fu Ling's eyes widened. He wanted to spit a mouthful of blood on Yu Que's body, but the blood only flew three inches away. The blood dripped onto his clothes like saliva, and he died with his eyes open.

next moment.

Yu Que killed the boy quickly, then the white hair on his body retracted, and he turned into a fresh young man again, but the ghostly aura in his body became stronger.

He raised his bloody five fingers, calmly looked around at the ghost soldiers on his left and right, then shook his fingers and looked up at the Yin Master Cangtou on the earthen platform.

Yu Que sneered and said:
"Old thing, you're still causing trouble even after you die. It seems like you want to die again!"

(End of this chapter)