Chapter 280： Ghosts (1/2)

Lou Muyan took the ground-level sword skill in his hand and looked at it over and over again, and then began to ponder.

”Master, this book gives me a bad feeling.” Bingji's eyes contemplated, and he looked at sword skills unkindly.

Lou Mu Yan raised his eyes, ”What's wrong?”

”This sword skill will feel extremely cold after a few more glances, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to bite my neck.” Bingji shrank his neck.

Lou Muyan frowned slightly and took Miaomiao off his wrist, ”Miaomiao, do you feel that way?”

”Master, although I don't feel that way, this book gives me a cold and evil feeling, which I don't like.” Miaomiao decisively wrapped Lou Muyan's wrist again, far away from the book. .

”Master, I also hate the breath in this book.” Bloody said.

Lou Muyan pierced the spirit power into the spirit beast ring and found that Mo Yan was still asleep, her brows frowned deeply, and she reached out to open her sword skills.

The words in   Sword Skills are not the lingua franca of mainland China, but a kind of silver script, she has learned in the world of cultivating immortals.

Putting her mind on the text in the book and interpreting it a little bit, she gradually became fascinated.

Time goes by quickly, and a day's time passes in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, a faint black breath came out of the book in Lou Muyan's hand, and she breathed into her nose.

Slowly, Lou Muyan's eyes were half closed and half closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

And her eyes began to be sluggish, as if controlled by something.

Bingji was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly shouted: ”Master, master!”

Miaomiao and Xuexue simultaneously pulled Lou Muyan's arm and shouted ”Master” together to awaken her consciousness.

But no matter what they used, they couldn't make Lou Muyan sober. Bingji's eyes were fierce, and he stretched out his paw to grab the sword skill in Lou Muyan's hand and threw it away.

It must be this evil sword skill that made the owner lose his mind.

It’s just that he was caught in a black air that suddenly emerged from the book before his claws touched his sword skills, and he couldn’t shake off.

The three monsters used their demon powers and couldn't cut off the black qi, and they couldn't help but become anxious.

Then, the black air continued to climb along Lou Muyan's hand. When she was about to get into her temple, Lou Muyan, who was sluggish, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with sharp colors.

She chanted a few spells in her mouth, and with a single tap, a jade-colored rune instantly restrained the black air.

Then she turned her palm, and a cluster of purple-gold flames appeared, and she gave a soft drink: ”Go!”

The purple gold spirit fire turned into a little fire snake and got into that sword skill. Not long after, the whole book was covered by black.

Lou Muyan stretched out his hand and tugged, and the black qi that bound the feet of the ice halberd was torn off and disappeared.

”Master, are you okay?” Bing Ji looked at it with lingering fear and could not see the sword skills inside, ”What is this?”

Lou Mu Yan shook his head: ”I'm fine, you'll know what it is after a while.”

There was a cold feeling on her lips, and she kept knotting into the sword skills, and after doing everything, she closed her eyes and started to rest.

About a quarter of an hour later, she opened her eyes to the book and said, “How does it feel to be burnt to the soul? Isn’t the real body still visible now?”