My enemies became my companions

Chapter 329 I won't abandon you either (ask for monthly ticket)
Seeing his brother, Yin Weiying's face was full of nervousness and surprise, and he said:

"Xing'er, why are you here? Go back now, don't come here alone."

The eldest son of the king, Yin Xing, stood there motionless, only his scarlet eyeballs were moving around Yin Weiying and Chen Yi.

Yin Weiying took a step forward, holding the peach wood sword behind his back.

"careful!"

As Chen Yi cried out, Yin Xing moved. A dark murderous aura suddenly emerged from his body, gathered into a blade, and attacked the nun.

The murderous blade broke through the air, and the air burst into a hissing sound. Yin Weiying's eyes widened, and he was so frightened that he even forgot to raise his sword.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yi stepped on the ground and rushed forward suddenly. Accompanied by the powerful Buddha light of the red gold relic, he raised the Embroidered Spring Sword and cut off the sinister evil spirit with one blow.

The evil spirit split into two and shot to both sides. The trees it passed by withered in large patches, and the crackling sound was horrifying.

Yin Weiying's pupils shrank slightly after realizing it belatedly.

"What happened to him?!"

Chen Yi didn't have time to sort out the situation, as the eldest son of the Wang family in front of him did not let them go.

The red light in Wang Changzi's eyes became more and more intense, and more and more evil spirit came out of his body. His figure suddenly flashed, as if walking between shadows, and then he came behind Chen Yi. The huge and cold evil spirit gathered in one place, trying to penetrate the Buddha's light on Chen Yi's body.

Every time the evil spirit got closer, it was dissipated half an inch, but it was still getting closer. Wang Changzi's face revealed a coldness that was not in line with his age.

The evil blade came close, and Chen Yi slashed it horizontally, cutting through the wind and rain to create a thin line.

The eldest son of the Wang family suddenly turned backwards and hid directly into the shadow. This instantaneous burst of energy actually avoided the devastating wind and rain.

The missing wind and rain created a strong gale, and the dead branches and leaves were rolled up and shattered and exploded.

Yin Weiying finally reacted at this time, and she murmured in disbelief:

"This evil spirit... Such a strong evil spirit, it's like a ghost realm."

Under the moonlight, the ground was terribly black, like a ball of thick, insoluble ink, which showed how deeply the evil spirit had eroded this place.

Chen Yi couldn't help but wonder, in a place like this, if the Taoists and monks really had performed rituals to exorcise demons, how could the evil spirit be so deep?
Before anyone could think about it, the eldest son of the king appeared again, this time he appeared ten feet away. With a wave of his hands, the dark evil energy on the ground condensed like ink and transformed into one figure after another.

The figures each held a knife in their hands, and the moment they were awakened, they rushed forward in groups.

Chen Yi raised his sword to meet the enemy, and once again displayed his body skills. Accompanied by the Buddha's light of the red gold relic, he shuttled between the swords and then chopped a figure into pieces with ease.

As the figure fell to the ground, Chen Yi's body did not freeze, but became faster and faster. He swung his knife back again and chopped the figure that was rushing towards him into pieces.

When he approached Wang Changzi, Wang Changzi once again hid in the evil spirit and moved quickly in the shadows on the ground.

This time, Wang Changzi went directly to Yin Weiying.

Yin Weiying, with a pale face, made hand gestures and chanted a spell: "Golden light appears quickly, and covers my body."

The peach wood sword in her hand was held in front of her, but she never dared to point the tip of the sword forward.

The eldest son of the Wang family burst out with unprecedented murderous aura, which turned into a huge blade in his hand, and he charged towards Yin Weiying with a ferocious face.

Chen Yi twisted his body, and the Embroidered Spring Knife in his hand flew out and he threw it suddenly!
Wow!
The Embroidered Spring Knife moved slowly at first but then quickly, instantly piercing a hole in the flying dead branches and leaves. Many figures rushed to block it, but were broken through layer after layer by the blade.

The moment Wang Changzi's murderous aura approached Yin Weiying, the Embroidered Spring Knife pierced through his body from behind.

Then, Chen Yi saw a scene...

The eldest son of the king neither vomited blood nor suffered any puncture wounds.

He...is deflated.

The whole person's figure shrank instantly, as if it had changed from a three-dimensional object to a two-dimensional object. The originally pampered smooth skin turned into a thin yellowed rice paper.

paper man? !
Yin Weiying's eyes widened in horror, and she shouted:
"Xing ge'er!"

Wang Changzi's figure stopped, his face was pale, and his body was cracked by the knife, as if porcelain was about to shatter.

He shouted hoarsely from his throat:
"elder sister…"

The peach wood sword in Yin Weiying's hand fell to the ground, and he reached out to grab Yin Xing.

However, her hand fell empty.

Yin Xing walked past her and went towards the open coffin.

Before he was about to break, he wanted to touch the woman in the coffin, but his outstretched hand turned into pieces bit by bit...

The next moment, his body suddenly shattered.

on the ground,
All that was left were a mess of shredded paper.

Everything fell silent, and the cold moonlight brought out the chill of the mountains.

Yin Weiying's fingertips froze, she stood still, her eyes wide open and still.

Chen Yi turned his head and saw the evil spirit gathering under the coffin, heading towards a certain source. There seemed to be space underground where the coffin was buried. After confirming that there was no more danger, he turned back and walked quickly towards Yin Weiying.

"Emperor Luan."

With this voice, Yin Weiying came back to her senses. Her legs were trembling, and she took two steps forward, but fell forward.

Chen Yi took two steps forward and hugged her. The nun fell limply into his arms, leaning on his shoulder with a pale face.

"He...he..." Yin Weiying's voice trembled for a long time as if he was in another world, "How could he...be a paper man?"

Chen Yi looked at the pieces of paper that fell on the ground, silent.

He knew that Yin Weiying's appearance was very strange...

I even suspected that Yin Weiying was a paper man...

But now, another sensational speculation has slowly surfaced.

It's not Yin Weiying, it's a paper figure.

But the other people in Prince Jing's Mansion are paper figures? !
But guesses are just guesses, and Chen Yi can't be sure. The only thing that can be confirmed is that Wang Changzi has become a pile of shredded paper scattered on the ground.

The nun was trembling in his arms. Chen Yi hugged her tighter, trying to comfort her, but she didn't stop trembling, and instead trembled even more violently.

At this moment, Chen Yi belatedly remembered that he was her ignorance.

She was afraid of herself...

He opened his mouth and hesitated for a long time before finally saying:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... I'm here, I'm your husband... Don't be afraid."

When she finished speaking, Yin Weiying trembled for a while out of habit. After a long time, she slowly calmed down, as if she had suppressed the fear in her heart.

She stared at the scraps of paper on the ground and said hoarsely:
"How is it possible? Xing Ge'er, he, he..."

"Don't think about it anymore." Chen Yi said.

As Wuming's voice fell, Yin Weiying's thoughts stopped instantly, but his fingertips still trembled slightly.

Chen Yi felt a little nervous, but he didn't dare to hug her too tightly, worried that she would be scared.

Sometimes, things are really unpredictable. Chen Yi didn't care that he was her ignorance before, and he never cared whether she was afraid or fearful. But now... when he wanted to comfort her the most, he had nothing to say, and he couldn't even hug her too tightly.

After a long time, the nun's trembling gradually subsided. She recited the Supreme Forgetfulness Sutra, gently pushed Chen Yi away, and knelt down in front of the pile of shredded paper.

The shredded paper was filled with evil spirits. Yin Weiying wanted to touch it, but stopped in mid-air. She said in a trembling voice:

"Why...why...why is this happening?"

Chen Yi took a deep breath and asked in a low voice:
"Can a paper doll... imitate someone else's face?"

The nun hesitated for a moment, nodded and shook her head, and after a long while she said:
"The birth dates and horoscopes must match in order to create a paper figurine with the same face..."

The eight characters of birth include the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, with a cycle of sixty years.

Chen Yi's face darkened slightly.

Sixty years of reincarnation...

But today is King Jing's fifty-sixth birthday...

Chen Yi saw that Yin Weiying seemed to realize something and his head was stiff.

"Don't think about it anymore." Chen Yi shouted coldly.

The sound of ignorance suddenly appeared in the lake of his heart. Yin Weiying shuddered and his thoughts came to a sudden halt.

Chen Yi gently pressed her shoulders and said in a soft voice:

"What's the matter? I'm thinking... Do you have a spell to erase memory?"

The nun trembled for a long time, her face was dull, and she nodded after a long time.

"Use it, don't be afraid... I am your husband, and I told Tingxue that I would not abandon her," Chen Yi tried his best to be gentle and said, "Now I tell you, I will not abandon you either."

Yin Weiying trembled for a moment and slowly stretched out his arm.

She made a seal with one hand and raised it to her face. The vital energy flowed and a blue-green light emerged, passing through her eyes and lingering around her body.

As the cold moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, Yin Weiying's eyes were sometimes confused and sometimes extremely clear.

When she moved in Chen Yi's arms, she was already at a loss:

"Why... why is there a pile of papers here? What did we find?"

Chen Yi stretched out his hand and covered her eyes:
"Nothing found."

I'm asking for a monthly ticket at the end of the month. The following plot of the underworld will be very exciting.
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(End of this chapter)