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Chapter 22 Evil Spirits

"A bad beast!"

Even Yihao, the person involved, didn't know what was going on, but when the shout reached his ears, the black-lighted bone gun had already stabbed his carotid artery skin. If Zhuque's movements were one percent slower than one second, perhaps he had already died.

After aiming at the focal length, Yihao saw another blood-red spear standing at a distance of close proximity. The Skeleton Knight and the Spiritual Fantasy Hour were pierced by the Red Gun, and the Red Gun was shot into the ground without decreasing force, nailing them firmly in their original place. Then, like the slow motion in the movie, the burning phosphorus fire in the Skeleton Knight's eyes quickly extinguished, and the entire skeleton of the body collapsed and landed on the ground. The Spiritual Fantasy Hour also returned to silence.

"What a villain, dare to be so arrogant in front of me!"

Zhuque slowly descended to the ground, staring at the skeleton knight's corpse, with an angry look on his face. The young man hid in the void while releasing the chess piece, and seemed to have calculated that Zhuque would first save Yihao. Although Zhuque also took the time to reward him with a true fire of destroying evil, because he wanted to leave as much as possible, that little power should not be killed, but now it seems that it is difficult to chase after him...

Looking at the skeletons scattered around the Red Gun, Zhuque couldn't help feeling irritable. With a blink of an eye, pale divine fire suddenly burst out from the red Gun's gun, burning the giant snake and the evil things around it several feet in a circle.

"Scared..." Yihao, who could not avoid it, was also enveloped by the divine fire, but was incredibly not hurt. Not only that, there was also a warmth like sunlight from the wound on his body. Although it was not to the point where healed immediately, it was at least no longer bleeding. However, no one noticed at this time that the demonic eye totem on Yihao's right hand quietly lit up, and when it was extinguished after a few seconds, the surface that had originally settled into deep blue actually turned pale.

"Oh, it seems that 'Jie Yan' likes you very much, otherwise he would not take the initiative to heal someone's injuries..." Zhuque seemed a little surprised, waved his hand and waved back to the red gun, swept his eyes back and forth on the gun, and then threw it back, and the red gun then quietly sank into the void.

"Young man, who was that guy just now? He gave me a completely different feeling from an ordinary demon. There was aura of demons and humans on his body at the same time, and it seemed that there was more than one kind of..." Zhuque walked towards Yihao and asked about the origin of the young man. However, at this moment, the red wolf roared at Yihao in a low voice, as if he was going to fight again after the crisis.

"Uh..." Yihao seemed a little confused. After the experience of fighting side by side just now, it was difficult for him to regard this red wolf as an enemy. Moreover, there was no position between them that was right and wrong, and at most he could only blame fate for his tricks.

"Okay, stubborn guy, have you forgotten the kindness that this man had just saved you?" Just when Yihao was at a loss, Zhuque intervened in the middle of the two. With a blink of an eye, a red flame rose from the body of the dead demon wolf lying around, and more than 40 demon wolf gradually turned into ashes in the flames.

"I have cremated them for you, that's all right?" Zhuque said to the Red Wolf, and in front of the four gods, the latter could only bow his head obediently. Finally, he looked at Yihao, and the Red Wolf turned away with his head down. The staggering back seemed lonely and sad, and Zhuque couldn't help but feel pity.

"...Forget it, because your wisdom has been opened, I will give you another chance to be reborn." Zhuque called back the red wolf, waved his hand, and the blue light curtain rose up from the ground and enveloped the red wolf. "Go, if you devote yourself to practicing in Penglai for hundreds of years, you may be able to see the way of heaven."

The red wolf disappeared in the light curtain, while Yihao looked at Zhuque blankly. Although Jingyu explained the existence of Penglai to him, she never thought that she would be related to it so quickly, and she became the Zhuque of the Four Gods...

"Young man, you haven't told your name yet." Feeling his gaze, Zhuque turned his attention back. "Also, the demon wolf, no matter why that guy attacked you just now? It didn't look like the magic of my Shenzhou, but also like the magic of the West..."

"I don't know..." Yihao suddenly felt powerless. It's fine if the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox and Suzaku were all there, but why did he even get a magician now? He hadn't even heard of these things a few days ago...

"...My surname is Tie, Tie Yihao, just call me Yihao." Yihao barely cheered up and thanked Zhuque, but his voice almost sighed. "Thank you for your help just now, uh, can you call Zhuque?"

"Ah, it's okay." Zhuque nodded, looking at Yihao up and down, looking a little hesitant. "Yihao, you shouldn't be a native of the Red World, right? How could you get involved with them?"

"Well, this..." The young man in white asked Yihao to stay on the right hand of the demon-eyed eye. Of course, he didn't have to try to guess his purpose anymore, but Yihao was still a little hesitant about whether to say it out.

Jingyu repeatedly warned him to hide the magic eye of his right hand. If the people in the Red World knew about the existence of this magic weapon, it would definitely be a catastrophe. Of course, Yihao would not doubt Jingyu's intentions, but his big and turbulent personality would be difficult to maintain a sense of tension for a long time.

"Don't worry, boy." Zhuque seemed to have misunderstood Yihao's hesitation, raised his eyebrows, and a sharp anger appeared in his voice. "This is the Jiuzhou divine land we guarded, not a place where foreigners can roam around. Say anything if you have something to do. If necessary, I will eradicate them for you."

"Well, I don't know much, but it probably should be this thing..." Yihao finally decided to say it. Although the Zhuque in front of him should be a man from the Red World, Yihao didn't think that a person with such a divine power would still be greedy for any magic weapon. Besides, Zhuque's straightforward personality also made him very fond of.

"...tatoo?" Originally, Yihao was expecting that Zhuque might know the origin of this demonic eye, but his expectations were obviously disappointed. Zhuque looked at the totem in his palm and showed an inexplicable strange expression. "This pattern is quite unique. Is it meaningful?"

"No, actually I really want to know this problem..." Yihao felt a grand feeling of powerlessness all over his body, and a strong sense of dizziness came, and he couldn't help but sit on the ground - he almost exhausted his energy when fighting with the demon wolf. In addition, the large amount of blood lost from the wound before, ordinary people should have been sent directly to the hospital for rescue to this extent, but even Yihao was almost at the limit and he didn't even have the strength to stand up again.

"Well, it's really troublesome. Healing is not my specialty..." Zhuque looked at Yihao in confusion, and then a flash of his fingers appeared in the space in front of him like the water surface. Then a fire-scale auspicious beast with wings on his back jumped out of the ripples. The auspicious beast first roared at him, and then knelt down tamely in front of Zhuque.

"Forget it, I'd better send you home first."

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Appendix, Legends of the Gods Three:
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