The demon witch is her white moonlight

Chapter 260

Le Xiaoyi couldn't let go of the heart in her throat, she stared blankly at Zuo Yunqin, while her scalp was numb, her heart beat faster and faster.

Zuo Yunqin looked at her with strange eyes, as if standing in front of her was just a stranger who had nothing to do with her.

Le Xiaoyi might be able to explain it because they had never seen her when this soul was taken away, so they didn't know that Le Xiaoyi was Zuo Yunqin's daughter.

She could also explain that this spirit probably doesn't hold memories, so they're just the way they are.

But no matter how many plausible explanations came to her mind, they couldn't suppress her uneasiness.

Le Xiaoyi pursed her lips tightly and took a step towards Zuo Yunqin. Just as she was about to make a sound, the woman who was only a vague shadow suddenly smiled at her.

For a moment, Le Xiaoyi felt that his heartbeat almost stopped.

That smile was unfamiliar, playful and arrogant, a smile as gentle as Zuo Yunqin would never show it.

Le Xiaoyi's heart was beating like a drum, and at the same time, his heart was in a mess.

She thought of the puppet art Master Yao said, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her forehead, making her almost faint.

She endured her panic, gritted her teeth and called out, "Mother, do you...recognize me?"

Zuo Yunqin didn't speak, just laughed silently, laughing so creepily.

Le Xiaoyi took a step back, feeling that this scene was extremely strange.

But without waiting for Le Xiaoyi to make any more movements, Zuo Yunqin took a step forward and reached Le Xiaoyi's eyes in an instant, then stretched out a hand, pinched Le Xiaoyi's throat lightly, and lifted her up.

Le Xiaoyi struggled, feeling pain in his heart, but also felt that it was extremely absurd that Zuo Yunqin was her mother, but under the coercion of Yuchi's trick, he wanted to kill her with his own hands.

And she couldn't treat Zuo Yunqin in the same way she had dealt with Mo Chenhuan before. Once she wiped out this part of Zuo Yunqin's soul, Zuo Yunqin's physical body lying on the ground of Sword God Sect would never be able to wake up again.

Yuchi's family, ghost Taoist sect.

Hate din, endless.

Le Xiaoyi was strangled by the throat, and the whole person sank into the abyss of pain and couldn't extricate herself. She held Zuo Yunqin's wrist with both hands, trying to break free from the restraint, but Zuo Yunqin's soul cultivation was much higher than hers, even if there was only one soul A soul is not something that Le Xiaoyi can compete with.

Obviously the soul shouldn't feel suffocated, but Le Xiaoyi didn't know why, as if he felt the pain of not being able to breathe.

"Mother..." Le Xiaoyi murmured, his face turned pale, "I am, Xiaoyi."

As soon as these words fell, Zuo Yunqin paused for a moment, and a look of struggle flashed in his eyes, which was captured by Le Xiaoyi without any hesitation.

But this struggle was only for a moment, and then Zuo Yunqin could no longer hear Le Xiaoyi's voice, no matter how Le Xiaoyi struggled, she would put Le Xiaoyi to death.

Le Xiaoyi noticed that the moment Zuo Yunqin's eyes were struggling, the talisman between her eyebrows also lit up.

It must be that weird rune!

Le Xiaoyi steadied his mind, while resisting Zuo Yunqin, while thinking of ways to break the talisman.

As soon as she concentrated, a cluster of golden light spots gathered behind her.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, Hongmeng Jianxin has a manifest form, and the golden light gathers behind Le Xiaoyi to form a small inch-long sword, and with a sound, it flies out and nails Zuo Yunqin's forehead.

Ding--

With a soft sound, Le Xiaoyi's eyes showed surprise, and the little sword was bounced away.

The talisman showed no trace of damage.

Concerned about Zuo Yunqin's safety, Le Xiaoyi was unable to fully display the strength of Hongmeng Jianxin, and it was Yuchiji, who was a master of the traceability realm, who planted the seal in Zuo Yunqin's soul.

Le Xiaoyi's eyes widened with anger, she couldn't think of any other way, could she just sit and wait to be killed by her own mother?

If she died today, one day in the future, Zuo Yunqin could wake up, how could she bear it?

Le Xiaoyi was sad and in pain, but she had nothing to do about it, even the Hongmeng Sword Heart blessed by Yongye's beast eyes couldn't break the talisman, what could she do?

At the moment when Le Xiaoyi's neck was about to be broken, a hot breath poured in from his chest and poured into Le Xiaoyi's sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as Le Xiaoyi raised his eyes, he saw a "卍" Buddhist seal cut through the void and imprinted into Zuo Yunqin's heavenly spirit.

The strange talisman shattered suddenly, Zuo Yunqin stopped pinching Le Xiaoyi's throat suddenly, his eyes were shocked and flustered, Le Xiaoyi was dumbfounded.

Who is the expert to help?

Thinking of this, Zuo Yunqin quickly left Le Xiaoyi's body, Le Xiaoyi's physical body was shocked, and suddenly returned to his soul, and immediately drank in a low voice: "Mother! Enter the soul bottle, let's go back together!"

The room was silent, Le Xiaoyi looked at the motionless soul bottle, feeling very anxious and flustered in his heart, did Zuo Yunqin run away at that moment just now?

How can this be good?

Le Xiaoyi paced in the dark room, waited for a while, and called again: "Mom! Don't worry, don't be afraid, come back with me, please? Please!"

Le Xiaoyi was very worried, more of a fear, what would she do if there was no movement from the soul bottle?

If Zuo Yunqin ran away, where would she go to find her?

Just when Le Xiaoyi was confused and decided to leave the dark room to try his luck, the soul bottle finally lit up with a hazy white light.

Le Xiaoyi was overjoyed, his eyes suddenly turned red.

She quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, twisted the soul bottle, and put it in her chest pocket.

That's all, Le Xiaoyi went back the same way, quickly climbed up the stone steps leading to the dark room, and returned to the study.

As soon as he turned around, there was a dark shadow shaking at the door, and reinforcements from the Ghost Dao Sect came.

The prints on the chest were released, and a layer of black mist covered Le Xiaoyi's body silently. With the cover of the black mist and night, Le Xiaoyi slipped out under the eyes of these reinforcements.

The battle was still going on, the Xuantian Palace's acupuncture point masters fought inextricably with the injured Yu Chiji, Le Xiaoyi hid in the shadow under the eaves, and left the entrance of the Ghost Dao Sect the same way.

It was night, Le Xiaoyi didn't go to the stronghold of Xuantian Palace, but went to the Zuo Clan and met with Zuo Shixuan.

Le Xiaoyi stayed in Zuo's family until dawn, when the news of the attack on Ghost Dao Sect came out last night.

Zuo Shixuan told Le Xiaoyi about the rumors outside, saying that it was the Zuo family who attacked the entrance of the Ghost Dao Sect at night, and wanted to take back the soul-shocking drum that was taken away by the Ghost Dao Sect for the Jin family. Huge losses were caused to Ghost Daozong Hall.

But the elder Zuo didn't expect that Jin's sudden rebellion, he was injured by the Jin's descendants with a soul-shocking drum, and then left halfway, threatening to make Jin pay the price.

As for the confrontation between Xuantian Palace and Yuchiji, there was no news at all. People in the Jianghu were all focused on the dispute between the Zuo clan and the Ghost Dao Sect. Not long ago, the Zuo clan and the Ghost Dao Sect were fighting against the Yuchi clan. In a blink of an eye, Zuo and Gui Daozong turned against each other.

If this is the case among the big forces, what about the people from small families?

There are no permanent enemies, no permanent friends, only permanent interests.

How effective the battle at Xuantian Palace was, Le Xiaoyi had no way of knowing. After this incident, she stayed at the Zuo family's family for half a day. After receiving Ji Yuxuan's letter, she left at noon the next day pretending to be a Zuo family servant to avoid After seeing all suspicious sights, he detoured to the stronghold of Xuantian Palace.

The atmosphere in the stronghold was solemn, and it was only when Le Xiaoyi came that he found out that the two shadows at the acupuncture point that held Yu Chiji back last night were killed and the other injured.

Even if Yu Chiji was injured, it was at the Tracing Origin Realm, and the shadow stopped him with the strength of the Acupuncture Point, dragging it until Le Xiaoyi successfully rescued Zuo Yunqin, which was already the best result they could do.

After Le Xiaoyi rescued Zuo Yunqin, Yu Chiji found that he couldn't sense Zuo Yunqin's soul, and immediately understood the real purpose of Xuantian Palace's trip. Under his rage, his attacks changed a lot. He didn't have time to avoid his sudden move, and was hit hard by his palm.

Ji Yuxuan seldom talked about the sacrifice of his subordinate's shadow, and most of the time he just rejoiced that Le Xiaoyi had survived the difficult time without any danger.

Le Xiaoyi's fists were clenched, and his face was not very good-looking. Until he set off to return to Sword God Sect, Le Xiaoyi was not in a high mood and was depressed.

In order to help her save Zuo Yunqin, Ji Yuxuan lost the favor of a master of tracing the origin and the shadow of a master of the acupuncture point.

These two, if you take out any one of them, it is enough to drive people in the Jianghu crazy.

But Ji Yuxuan didn't complain, which made Le Xiaoyi very ashamed.

It might not be appropriate to use shame, but Le Xiaoyi couldn't find specific words to describe her complicated mood at this time.

Ji Yuxuan didn't know that the silly girl in front of her was thinking all over the place again. In order to get Le Xiaoyi back, Ji Yuxuan asked a question she noticed just now: "You said that a strange force helped you wake up Aunt Zuo?"

Le Xiaoyi nodded sullenly: "Yes, the golden one looks a bit like Buddha's light, and it's the word '卍'."

Ji Yuxuan pondered, and suddenly his eyes lit up, as if thinking of something, he asked again: "Do you still have the peace amulet that Aunt Zuo gave you last time?"

"Of course it is." Le Xiaoyi didn't realize why Ji Yuxuan suddenly asked about the safety talisman, but her hand had naturally reached into the front pocket of her clothes.

After taking out the amulet, Le Xiaoyi handed it to Ji Yuxuan directly.

Ji Yuxuan took the object, weighed it in her hands, and she knew it well, so she unwrapped the amulet in front of Le Xiaoyi.

"!" Le Xiaoyi saw that there was a small amount of white powder in the amulet.

"Sure enough." Ji Yuxuan said, "This is not an ordinary peace talisman, it is a magic weapon specially refined by Aunt Zuo with her own blood to protect you."

The magic weapon sensed Le Xiaoyi's crisis and took the initiative to protect the Lord, thus saving Le Xiaoyi from catastrophe.

Le Xiaoyi was moved.

Even though she and Zuo Yunqin had lost more than [-] years of getting along with each other, Zuo Yunqin's selfless love for her was no less.

She was ignorant and ignorant when she was young, and the pain she experienced could not compare to Zuo Yunqin's one or two out of ten.

Before Zuo Shixuan met her, Zuo Yunqin probably thought she was dead.

Losing a husband and a daughter, and marrying an enemy for the sake of the family, one cannot die easily. This kind of pain may not be bearable by another person.

Le Xiaoyi covered her face and wept softly, she couldn't let her mother suffer any more.