The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 28 There are always people who are blind and greedy for me...

Woman, how can you be a woman, and a weak woman who will fall down at the touch of a wind?
Lang Jiuchuan listened to these words over and over again all the way, and watched the white mist deform in various ways, sometimes twisting into strips, sometimes swelling into balls, and constantly repeating these words, as if hesitating about something?
It didn't move, and Lang Jiuchuan pretended not to know of its existence, but his hand kept stroking the imperial bell hanging around his waist.

Although he didn't know where this spiritual consciousness came from, Lang Jiuchuan smelled a hint of its similarity from it, so he couldn't underestimate it.

Yes, the white mist in front of him was not a cloud, but a spiritual consciousness that came from nowhere. Lang Jiuchuan believed that it was best not to ignore those who could not see the way out, especially since she was in such a body now.

It followed her all the way, and kept muttering about returning to Lang's house, her courtyard, and only then did it seem to have made up its mind.

"A woman is a woman. After all, she is my chance to turn things around. I can't just give her up." Ling Shi stared at Lang Jiuchuan and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "A big tiger can be hard or soft, naturally male or female. As long as I don't tell you, who can tell whether I am male or female?"

what?
Lang Jiuchuan's eyelids twitched and she looked up suddenly. The spiritual consciousness was rushing towards her at lightning speed.

hum.

Lang Jiuchuan's soul felt a sudden pain and was almost knocked out completely, while that group of spiritual consciousness violently tried to occupy her spiritual platform and tried to squeeze her soul out completely.

Domineering and powerful.

Lang Jiuchuan laughed angrily, so that's what she thought, she thought it wanted something, but it turned out that it hated the fact that she was a woman and that's why he hesitated whether to snatch her body.

The little ghost in the mourning hall was like this before, and now this spirit from unknown origin is also like this.

It’s true, there are always people who are blind and covet my body!

"Girl..." Xiaoman brought in a pot of tea.

Lang Jiuchuan said in a cold voice: "Get out!"

Xiaoman was startled, not knowing why she got so angry. She put down the tea, quickly retreated, closed the door, stroked her pounding heart, and walked away.

Inside the room, Lang Jiuchuan held the Emperor Bell in his hand and said in a cold voice: "Do you want to get out of here by yourself, or do you want me to beat you out?"

Upon hearing this, the spiritual consciousness that was struggling to seize territory shuddered, like a big cat with its fur standing on end, and said, "You can actually see me? So you've been looking at me and talking all the way?"

"Don't make me say it for the third time, get out of my body!"

The spiritual consciousness groaned and said, "Your body is my turning point. As long as I catch it, I can make a comeback." It paused and sneered, "Besides, you are also from outside. You are not yours in the first place. It all depends on your ability."

It all depends on your ability!

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes were cold. He shook the Emperor Bell in his hand, and a long buzzing sound was heard. The bell sound, which carried infinite Taoist meaning, swept across like waves, reaching people's hearts and souls.

The spiritual consciousness was shaken by the sound of the bell, and the consciousness body that was about to take root in the spiritual platform suddenly stiffened and dispersed a little. The pain was like millions of hellfire needles piercing it fiercely, leaving it full of holes.

"Ah, you crazy woman." The spirit howled in pain, which aroused its nature of never giving up. It struggled to take root and said, "If I don't have a good life, you won't have a good life either."

The spiritual consciousness as thin as white mist not only took root in the spiritual platform, but also spread to the whole body.

Lang Jiuchuan's face turned pale and he cursed secretly. He focused his mind on the imperial bell in his hand, causing the bell sound to vibrate layer by layer, drilling into the spirit platform like a devil's sound and hitting the spiritual consciousness.

In the game between the two, whoever is cowardly will lose, and whoever reveals weakness first will lose.

Lang Jiuchuan's imperial bell never stopped ringing, and the spiritual consciousness seemed unwilling to admit defeat and refused to give in at all. However, facing the ruthless man in front of it, it was still shocked.

It took root in the spiritual platform of this body, but when it entered this body, it was discovered that this was a body full of holes and several places were broken, but she looked intact, but it was only because Lang Jiuchuan used magic to maintain it.

Now she was fighting with herself, and as soon as the magic was withdrawn, the pair of dark eyeballs fell to the ground, and her hands and feet hung limply and strangely, without support, and there was a big hole in her chest.

Spiritual consciousness: “!”

"You damn woman, stop it," Ling Shi yelled.

This lunatic, it's true that she is good at playing with bells, but she didn't even think about where she was hitting. It was true that she was hitting him, but he was in her body at the moment. If he was not well, how could this body be any better? She was also in this body, so wasn't she the one who suffered?
This is obviously a low level situation where one would injure the enemy by a thousand and lose eight hundred of one's own money, but this madman just doesn't care.

Lang Jiuchuan seemed not to hear anything. Her face looked as pale as that of a dead person, but she was still activating the Emperor Bell, trying to break up the huge power of the spirit that was against her.

But that is the power of will. This guy actually has the power of will.

She coveted this thing and tried to grab a little bit of it, but the golden light burned her and she almost fainted from the pain.

Lang Jiuchuan's soul was not intact, and the more he confronted the opponent, the more pain his soul felt.

She can't lose.

It would be fine if she died once, but she died again so soon. Doesn’t she have any shame?

It's not some infinite death game.

Lang Jiuchuan let go of the Emperor Bell, and when her spiritual consciousness thought she had won, she took out the Jade Bone Talisman Pen, which was also the Judge's Pen.

She took the pen and quickly drew a talisman on the palm of her hand. A golden light flashed, and then she slapped her forehead viciously.

One talisman determines everything.

The spiritual consciousness screamed, and finally became frightened and retreated from her spiritual platform.

pat.

Lang Jiuchuan couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground. He was so weak that he could hardly hold back his emotions, so he poked his forehead with the talisman pen.

Set the soul.

"You, you crazy bitch!" Her spiritual consciousness was weaker than hers, and she only used the light golden light to wrap herself up, pointing at Lang Jiuchuan who was also lying on the ground and dying: "You are so cruel, what good will it do you, huh?"

Lang Jiuchuan opened his mouth towards him and spurted out a mouthful of black blood. She wiped it off and laughed with her dirty mouth. "It's my body. If you want to take it, take it. Have you asked me? At most, we will die together."

The spiritual consciousness is about to dissipate.

Damn, is this the kind of crazy person in the legend who even scares himself when he gets so ruthless?
No matter how angry Ling Shi was, he didn't want to run away. He needed this turnaround, which was also his chance of survival, so he said, "If you had told me earlier that you could see me, we wouldn't have ended up in such a situation where both of us were hurt. We can still discuss it, right?"

"I don't know you well!"

Ling Shi endured it, forced a smile, and said, "Then we can be considered as acquaintances after fighting."

Lang Jiuchuan said lightly: "Defeated general."

Ah, I want to fight her.

But when he caught a glimpse of her talisman pen and the emperor bell, he held back. He noticed the madman's previous obscure actions, thought about it, and allocated a trace of his willpower to pass it to her.

Lang Jiuchuan accepted it without hesitation, it was like rain after a long drought, it turned out that vows and merits were both great supplements!

But, that stingy bastard has stopped breathing.

Seeing her eyes turn red with anger, Lingshi smiled maliciously: "Want it? Then can we discuss it properly?"

(End of this chapter)