Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 519

Mu Changsheng came in with water, and Bai Shifang had already fallen asleep leaning against Ye Qizhu's bed.

Suddenly, at this time, Ye Qizhu straightened up suddenly, and a strong magic breath swelled out from the demon lock bell, turning into a black dragon and wrapping around Ye Qizhu's body hanging in the air. Body, and another bluish-white true energy quickly drilled out from Ye Qizhu's sky spirit cover and wrapped up with the magic breath.

bell bell bell.

The soul shaking sound is a masterpiece.

Bai Shifang woke up suddenly: "Xiaoqi."

The air wave of the devil's breath pushed Bai Shifang away fiercely, Mu Changsheng hurried up, tightened his eyebrows, held the exorcism talisman in his right hand, and quickly threw it towards Ye Qizhu, the talisman touched the edge of the devil's breath It instantly turned into a bright talisman fire. However, before the talisman fire could get close to Ye Qizhu, it was directly shattered by the stirring magic breath.

The demon-suspending bell that was trembling on Ye Qizhu's wrist seemed to be going crazy, pulling her arm upwards and stretching it upwards, and traces of bright red blood gleamed from the black plastid, getting brighter and brighter until the After the entire space was filled with a bright red color of blood——

Suddenly, it disappeared.

The magic breath dissipated, and the ringing stopped abruptly.

Ye Qizhu also lay peacefully on the quilt and continued to fall asleep, but the corpse spots on her wrists gradually disappeared. When all the corpse spots visible to the naked eye faded away, Ye Qizhu slowly opened her eyes. eyes.

"Xiao Qi?" Bai Shifang held her hand tightly, his excited eyes lit up, "Are you awake?"

Ye Qizhu opened his mouth and spoke weakly: "Am I... dead?"

Bai Shifang shook his head: "No, you are still alive."

The light in Ye Qizhu's eyes dimmed: "Heh, if you pay back the favor, you won't owe anything."

Ye Qizhu's murmur was so low that only she could hear it, Bai Shifang frowned unconsciously, and said calmly, "Uncle Jiang is still waiting for news of your wake-up, I will notify you People in Jiangmen, Master will take care of you here."

Ye Qizhu closed his eyes.

As soon as Bai Shifang left, Mu Changsheng leaned on the edge of the bed and looked at Ye Qizhu's pale face, feeling distressed.

"I'm fine, master." Ye Qizhu smiled lightly, "Master, when you dug me out of the coffin, did you ever think that one day you would bury me in it with your own hands?"

Mu Changsheng frowned.

Ye Qizhu smiled again: "Master, do you still remember that when I left Wulianggu, I pestered you to tell me how much money I could earn? You couldn't hold me back, so I had to do it for me, but after I figured it out, I wanted Good luck. Master, you should drink less alcohol in the future, drinking will cause trouble, and you will not even be able to calculate the divination."

Mu Changsheng's frowning brows immediately frowned a bit, and he couldn't laugh at all, but a reluctant smile still appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, master, drink less in the future."

Supporting the edge of the bed, Ye Qizhu sat up, rubbed her stiff neck, paused in the corner of her eye, and quickly put down her right hand to see that there was a circle of bruises on her wrist.

Quickly looking down at the side of the bed, she immediately took a deep breath.

Hurriedly grabbing all the fragments of the demon-locking bell and holding them in her palm, Ye Qizhu's eyes widened.

"My demon-locking bell!"

Ye Qizhu was on the verge of crying as her aching heart twitched.

Hurrying to put them on her lap, Ye Qizhu anxiously wanted to pick them up, but there was no response. In a hurry, she accidentally cut her finger with a shard, and a faint black air burrowed towards her fingertips. It was seen that it was gone.

(End of this chapter)