Chapter 1343

This night, the moon is hidden and the stars are sinking. It's already deep into the night. In addition to the watchmen and bodyguards who are still quietly holding their posts, Qingxu palace has fallen into a deep sleep. In this quiet night, countless black clouds of fog slowly gathered together, gradually pieced together into a human shape.

"When—— When! When The little eunuch who beat the Gong passed by without strabismus and went straight through the black fog. He couldn't help fighting a cold war. He swore in his heart: your grandfather's ghost weather is so cold without wind. Then I had to cheer up and shout, "it's cold at night, turn off the lights and close the door!"

As the little eunuch moved away, the black fog seemed to move consciously, as if to determine something. Its moving speed was very slow, and its direction was also very erratic, and it was whirling around from east to west.

After the rockery not far away, the wind and snow sun in purple clothes quietly stare at the black fog in front of him, frowning and Thinking: according to the appropriate situation, it's obvious that the eunuch can't see the black fog in front of him, so his feeling is right. These black fog are not ordinary fog, but the grievances left by the people who died unjustly in the palace for thousands of years. Now these grievances are gathered in human form, It seems to have formed

"Spirit of complaint!" The magnetic male voice is low from behind.

Feng xueyang, however, did not turn his head back. He said with a low smile, "yes, this is the spirit of resentment, which is composed of thousands of grievances. Look! Is it looking for something? "

"Hello, Hello! How can you be so calm and calm in the face of the sudden appearance of people, and at least give some reaction? " Looking at the friends of Jiyue scenery, Xueren music star was deeply hit.

"Not to mention how you can't feel the dark resentment with your skill, even if you don't have a good temper, I can feel your breath from a long distance." Feng xueyang still refused to take a look at Xueren music star, and his eyes continued to stare at the complaining spirit in front of him. "Besides, compared with your sudden appearance, don't you think the complaining spirit in front of you is more strange?"

"That's all!" Xueren lexing shakes his head helplessly and looks at the still swirling spirits, and his face is gradually dignified. "Although this palace is always the place with the most grievances, the Qing Xu royal family has inherited Fuxi's pulse, and it has its own righteous protection, and the Fuxi temple is here, and its divine power is enough to suppress these grievances. That's why for tens of thousands of years, There has never been a reason for resentment in Qingxu palace. "

"Not bad!" Feng xueyang narrowed his eyes and looked forward. It seemed that the spirit of resentment finally found its way and said, "even if there is too much resentment, even the power of Fuxi could not be suppressed and formed the spirit of resentment. Although the spirit of resentment is born of resentment between heaven and earth, it is as ignorant as a newborn baby, just acting on the instinct of resentment in the body, Usually, as long as the creature he met would become the object of his resentment and revenge... As you can see just now, he didn't attack the little eunuch, but he seemed to be looking for something? "

"According to the situation just now, as far as I'm an expert in catching ghosts and killing demons, the spirit of resentment must not be formed naturally, but someone uses the magic to achieve some ulterior purposes." Xue Leixing touched his chin and said, "besides, the skill of those who can perform this skill under the power of Fuxi is certainly not weak... Hiss! It's going! Come on After that, he got up and wanted to chase him. Unexpectedly, he was caught by the wind and snow. He couldn't help looking back and asking, "what are you doing? Don't you chase me? "