The sun in the sky gradually set over the mountain.
A faint moon loomed in the sky. The prison cell was only so big, and there was still the charcoal basin that Ah Wei had not removed, so he could still see everything around him clearly from the prison cell.
Ninth Uncle was still drawing talismans, and Ye Qing just watched in boredom. He did not need to cultivate or practice spells.
If he had everything he needed to draw talismans, he would also want to draw talismans to pass the time.
Now, all kinds of equipment were on Ninth Uncle. It was obviously impossible for him to draw talismans!
"Phew!" For some unknown reason, it was exceptionally cold tonight. A gust of cold wind blew past, bringing with it a chill in the distance!
"Swoosh…"
Suddenly, in Ye Qing's room, faint footsteps sounded. It was the sound of stepping on grass, just like a normal person walking!
"Phew…"
The cold wind poured into Ye Qingyi's neck, making her shiver.
Ye Qing subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, but there was no one there. Ye Qing could not help but frown.
"Phew!"
Another gust of cold wind blew over. Ye Qing narrowed his eyes and circulated the spiritual power in his body. Golden light flashed in his eyes. At the same time, the True Samadhi Fire appeared in his palm. The flames burned fiercely and lit up the entire cell.
However, for some reason, there was still no one in front of him. Everything was empty, just like Ye Qing's illusion!
However, at this moment, a hand slowly reached out from Ye Qing's shoulder...
"Pa!" He slowly placed his hand on Ye Qing's shoulder…
Ye Qing's face darkened. His icy voice resounded throughout the torture chamber,""Heh, little ghost, how dare you be impudent? True Samadhi Fire, come!"
"Bear!" At this moment, the True Samadhi Fire surrounded his body. In an instant, it burned fiercely, enveloping the entire cell in the scorching sun. It was as if it was the scorching hell...
"Ah!"
A cry of pain was heard, followed by a very familiar voice. There was some resentment and some emotions,"Young Master, you're hurting me!"
Ye Qing turned around and looked at the person behind him. Oh, no, to be precise, it was the ghost behind him...
The ghost had a delicate face, a standard oval-shaped face, and there was a hint of bitterness between her eyebrows. At this moment, she was squatting in the corner of the wall, holding her right hand that still had some burn marks, looking at Ye Qing with a bitter expression!
Who else could it be but Dong Xiaoyu?
Ye Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He waved his hand and withdrew the Samadhi Fire. He looked at Dong Xiaoyu and rubbed his nose awkwardly."Cough cough, why is it you? I thought it was some reckless brat…"
" I saw that Young Master was trapped in prison, so I wanted to save him. I didn't expect that Young Master would actually…"
As Dong Xiaoyu spoke, she looked at her hand, which had an ugly scar from the burn. She pouted in grievance. If she was still human, she would probably be crying right now…
"Cough, who asked you to play tricks for no reason?”Ye Qing was speechless. It was one thing for Dong Xiaoyu to toy with ordinary people, but he was a cultivator. He instinctively burned her with the True Samadhi Fire. She was lucky that Dong Xiaoyu did not die!
If Ye Qing had used the Lightning Palm, Dong Xiaoyu would have been turned into ashes by now. How could she still talk to Ye Qing?
"I am a ghost…"
Dong Xiaoyu mumbled. She was still sitting in the corner of the wall, rubbing her wrist. Yin Qi gathered and slowly healed the wound on her hand.
However, it was obvious that the damage of the Samadhi Fire was not so easy to remove. The Yin Qi that Dong Xiaoyu had gathered for half a day was completely burned away by the scorching aura on her hand in the blink of an eye!
Although the fire was gone, the aura of the True Samadhi Fire was still there.
"Yin Qi meeting the True Samadhi Fire, how can it have a good ending?”Ye Qing was amused. He took two steps forward and squatted in front of Dong Xiaoyu. He reached out and grabbed Dong Xiaoyu's hand…
"Buzz!" A spiritual energy fluctuation appeared on his other hand. Ye Qing slowly transferred his spiritual energy into Dong Xiaoyu's body to heal her burns.
Dong Xiaoyu could not help but let out a cry when the spiritual energy entered her body. Her hand subconsciously twitched. Then, she lowered her head with a flushed face and only dared to peek at Ye Qing from the corner of her eyes...
Ye Qing ignored Dong Xiaoyu and looked at the ugly scar on her slender finger. She poured her spiritual energy into it and warned,"" Don't be so reckless in the future. You're not even enough for me to burn you. If I'm not careful and use my thunder technique, I'm afraid you'll really turn into ashes and lose your body…"
" It's a legendary story to die at the hands of Young Master…" Dong Xiaoyu whispered.
"What?" Ye Qing frowned. Dong Xiaoyu's words were so vague that he couldn't hear them clearly.
" No, nothing…" Dong Xiaoyu's face turned red again and she quickly lowered her head. However, she did not know that not only was her face red, even her ears were red…
"Oh? Even ghosts blush?" Ye Qing looked at Dong Xiaoyu in surprise. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it…
"Annoying!" Dong Xiaoyu's face turned even redder. Feeling the burning sensation on her hand weakening, she quickly withdrew her hand and turned away, not daring to look at Ye Qing.
" Hu…" At this moment, a wave of Yin Qi suddenly rose. In the sky, the moonlight became brighter and brighter, shining on Old Master Ren's body. The power of the moonlight seemed to activate the corpse poison in Old Master Ren's body. Suddenly, his closed eyes opened!
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