a battle of spirit

"The Mother is Ms. Zhao has over dowry, many years old servants, and as it is no very general, how would the evening crept out of the deep into my rooms, but also to monitor and her maid about the things I? Sure enough, Ms. Zhao no ill-wishers, but I have nothing to deserve her place to monitor, Let's hear them talking about one. "

Hung Yi spirit-shell, but to see such things, mind is sneer, floating past.

He'd like to see ourselves a little scholar, in the end there is nothing to Ms. Zhao pay so much attention, and actually important to people around the servants sent to.

"Give the first three feet have gods, spirits bound for the movement known deceit. This sentence is not unreasonable."

Hung Yi think to myself, hatched his soul, can be considered the spirits, the first time I heard Hong Gui calculations themselves, the second time to hear the conspiracy was Mother and her maid, said the book is simply "give the first three feet gods, "a true portrayal.

"He is now sitting in bed, sleep or do not know what else, but added he did not see martial arts." Mother had heard the interview with her maid, quickly answered his own notice.

Of course, these are word for word to spread to Hong Yi's ear.

"Ah, you should pay close attention to any of his movement, any unusual movement, we must report to me, then I say to his wife to listen, look for opportunities to find under his clothing, books, to see what unusual things , you are smart servant girl, this thing I'm too small, do not explain it. "

"Mother you have to worry, that he even lost a hair, I will know and report it to you." Maidservants in the direction toward the house looked, a smart road.

"Search my stuff? Fortunately, I have seen the weapons and then burned by it, it'd have to pay attention by Amitabha, and if so these villains know no end of trouble." Hung Yi heart of a dynamic, but also feeling a bit lucky.

Although he is a noted person, but every day, serve four maidservants, ulterior motives, one not pay attention to, indeed a find by Amitabha.

But now that hear. Also mentioned the children wake up. Hung Yi secretly naturally alert mind.

"From today. You added to the calendar on January 12." Mother had another road.

"Thank you, to reward his wife." Maidservants hastened Ms. Xie Liaozhao. Although Ms. Zhao was not present. But her maid was doing very respectful: "But I watch the kid in demeanor. Does not appear among the resident intends to Houfu. Next month is a scientific expedition. Exams and became a classic lifts. He must be moved out. how to do that time? heard that he was very sort of literary grace. test presumably have to grasp. "

"You are very smart. He thought this way you can see that. Back to me to announce his wife. Well reward you." Mother has praised the sentence. Into cold tone: "I naturally would not let him comprehensive examinations. ... What he has literary talent ..."

"Shall I eat up and down in the hands and feet? Expedition so that he can not participate." Maidservants Road.

"Then do not. This is likely to expose himself away. And too obvious. Contrary. You have to eat every meal tastes better to wait on. Let no one come to pick not go wrong." Mother had a strange dark. Open mouth. Hey smiled: "Hey ... ... I own way. Examinations a month. This month if he had the night having nightmares. Wrongly ridden. Perverted big injury. To see how he expedition."

The dim moonlight, the corner, the woman smiles strangely gloomy, all set off the Mother had regarded as demons.

Mother maidservants saw was the face of gloomy, and his face were startled.

"You go, do not let him find any clues, this kid is also very smart, not a simple figure. Actually stole from his firm to see that the Princess Town, brains deep." Mother had waved.

"I will pay attention." Servant girl nodded, light entering the room.

"He martial arts, I see only reaches a point where muscles, but also shallow enough, but this idea of ​​qi and blood, in the face perverted confusion, but also has no function, but if let him Lianxia Qu, longstanding, strong blood, I'm afraid he could not have suppressed, and worth mentioning, let him do a month of nightmares, scared to hurt his perverted to say, mysteriously, to let him trouble, and can Naiwo He? "

After her maid entered the room to the other, had a smile Mother Yin, himself, went to the back of a hidden corner of the rockery and sat down, closed his eyes.

"Ah?"

Hung Yi a look to know that this was the Mother of God in the transfer concept of thought, hatched.

Mother just had the air of triumph to himself, Hung Yi has seen a clear-cut. Make yourself heard nightmares every night, hurt their own perverted to know each other is practicing the art of spirit-man.

"Sorcerer! Dare to harm me! Who says I'm practicing a mystical, even when not practicing, I upright and do good conscience, do not drive change deceit, kept in the hearts of saints, how can you confuse me?"

Hung Yi hearts filled with a non-suppressed wroth.

Hung Yi While practicing the art of spirit-has become slightly smaller, perverted to night, even on tour, had to rely on this ability, you can do a lot of illegal things, but Hung has never been easy to do, just install a large spirit-practice , wandering familiar with "water," Most Viewed Hong Xuejiao boxing, which is the normal thing.

The same perverted practice, if the borrowing capacity of Zhuangshennonggui hatched, Yingyinggougou, that is depraved sorcerer, and tight by itself, as one spirit-growing, world tour, it is immortal right path.

This distinction, Hung Yi childhood reading, mind very clearly.

To see these villains, ghosts, Hung Yi mind a particular hatred for contempt.

"Ah?"

Hung Yi hatred in the hearts of the time wroth, sitting in contemplation of God, who raised Mother seemed to sense something, opened his eyes about, looking over toward the side.

Hung Yi immediately sideways into the room, the Soul-bit, while the body lay down bunk.

He'd like to see Mother in the end this was how to deal with him.

The powers of the other amazing, well above the flood prone, since the crucial point of their own, Hung Yi also have to be careful.

"Perhaps just an illusion? Seems that some people head to steal souls I? Unfortunately, I have not got to the realm of innate martial, or blood gas strong enough to see any wandering soul Yin God."

Mother had not found anything, and shut the shade of the eyes, into the realm of contemplation.

About two hour, Houfu quiet are also among the dead of night. Mother had the head of a move, then the breathing, heart rate fell silent, apparently a spirit-hatched in vitro.

At the same time, Hung Yi lying bunk, between the ears suddenly heard the whirring of the wind, blowing sound of rushing the door, it seems Guiku general, the same time, the moon shining through the window there, a section of the shadow of twisted, as if In the crawl, to struggle together!

Wind, under the shadow on distortions in the crawling move, to struggle together! This feeling is simply too strange to be terrorized people's courage.

"This is fan art of God?"

Hung Yi clear that in mind, your eyes are not open, how will see the distorted shadow of the moon inside the room? This is certainly an illusion.

But this illusion too real, immersive, and if I do not know bottom line, unguarded, simply can not distinguish between true and false.

Hung Yi knew that to open your eyes to see what it was like in the end, but suddenly, and he did not control their hands and feet, it simply can not open your eyes.

Seems to be a nightmare to quell the people, knowing that dreams are false, but people just wake up to!

This feeling, helpless, panic.

"Huge void, I sat the central moment of thousands of World fingertips, all these are all false." Hung Yi did not panic, Amitabha practice after he experienced the illusion is much worse than this, the hearts of cold smile, and suddenly immersed into the and that the unity of the realm of Amitabha Buddha statue being.

Emptiness was illuminated!

Hung Yi feel his spirit-what jumped out, covered with gold strong, like the sun exploded, about the ghost put themselves in an all evaporation.

Open your eyes, shone the moon, very quiet, where there is any ghosting, and the wind? There is no gold.

Just everything, all thoughts of the spirit-vision battle of wits.

At the same time, Hung Yi has his ear to hear rockery outside rooms, and heard a cry shrill scream, like wounded animal.