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Once the will-o'-the-wisp was extinguished, Huaiyinpo seemed to have been swallowed into the darkness.

Shen Qingluo felt her ears empty.

Not quiet.

All the ghosts dared not speak out.

That sense of oppression came in from outside the courtyard door, covering his shoulders heavily.The seven Qianlong Tongbao would be extremely hot when evil spirits were approaching. But at this moment, the string of copper coins was almost burning through the material of her clothes.

Tang Cake lowered his body and the hair on his back exploded into a ball.

Ah Qing clung to the soul-inducing bell, and his soul became a little lighter.

Tie Zhu held the account book and silently stood in front of Shen Qingluo.

He is small, but he stands very steadily.

Xie Wu Jiu lowered his eyes and glanced at him.

"Get out of the way."

The iron pillar did not move.

Shen Qingluo lifted him behind him.

"Don't stand in the front row of the accounting office. It's expensive."

Tie Zhu nodded seriously and took half a step back.

Song Yan looked at Shen Qingluo and his tone was a little more polite than Xie Wujiu's, but it was limited.

"Miss Shen, the abyssal fetus belongs to the Netherworld Abyss. You mistakenly collected the remnant soul, so we don't need to pursue it. Hand it over."

Shen Qingluo asked: "What happens after I leave it to you?"

Song Yan: "Bring it back to Netherworld Abyss."

"Where is the blood evil bond on it?"

"Netherworld Abyss will take care of it."

"Who scratched its abyss mark?"

Song Yan was silent for a moment: "We will investigate."

Shen Qingluo smiled.

"That means you don't know either."

Song Yan frowned.

Xie Wujiu looked at her with a cold voice.

"What do you want to say?"

"I want to say that you didn't even find out how it was killed, and you just snatched its soul when you came up. How can Yuanzhi save the process?"

Xie Wujiu took a step forward.

The evil spirit approached with his step, the branches and leaves of the old locust trees in the courtyard shook wildly, and the house-securing talisman affixed to the lintel of the door rattled.

"I'm not here to discuss it with you."

The Evil Suppressing Talisman in Shen Qingluo's hand was slightly warm.

She knew very well that she couldn't beat him.

Xie Wujiu's level of evil spirit was not something that a low-level psychic tombkeeper like her could resist.

But she also knew that the little evil spirit in the soul-inducing bell was afraid.

The remnant soul like that child was afraid of the evil cultivators in gray robes, the blood evil pact, and the menacing Lord of the Netherworld Abyss in front of him.

Shen Qingluo has seen too many such souls.

He was pushed around when he was alive, and he was snatched around when he was dead.

In the end, everyone said: This is the rule.

But no one asked if it hurt.

She raised her mahogany sword and held it horizontally in front of her.

"Master Xie Yuan, you have to explain your ownership and get the documents. You have to follow the rules, and I will accompany you to Xuansi. You have to take action now -"

She held the Suppression Talisman between her fingers.

"Then it will be treated as breaking into a private house."

Song Yan: "..."

Jie Sha will look at his Yuan Master silently.

Xie Wujiu finally had a hint of clear emotion in his eyes.

Probably out of anger.

"Break into a house privately?"

Shen Qingluo nodded.

"The ghost who scared me, stepped on my land, and put out my lights. I have to pay for it."

Ah Qing reminded in a low voice from behind: "A Luo, it's almost done."

But Tang Cake sneered: "I support it. Dogs will be charged for tramping on the ground when they come."

Song Yan whispered: "Master Tang Cake, Master Yuan is not a dog."

Tang Cake raised his head arrogantly: "I'm just using metaphors, dogs don't take the blame."

Shen Qingluo looked at Song Yan for the first time.

"You're quite polite."

Song Yan: "..."

Xie Wujiu raised his hand.

"That's enough."

Black evil spewed out from his sleeves, pressing into the soul-inducing bell in Shen Qingluo's palm.

He doesn't move quickly.

Even calm.

But Shen Qingluo found that she couldn't escape at all.

It was not an ordinary evil spirit, but like a whole abyss pressing down.

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