My 'separation consciousness' controlled Shi Fannan's body, and he fell into a dead place in the frontier illusion, and his form was precarious.

On the other side, the soul of my 'deity' and the body left behind by the death of the ancient little boy have merged together, and I am on my way.

Before being hit by Yuehua's energy, I saw the scene of Shi Fannan being treated as a living sacrifice, and I was not surprised.

Looking at the consciousness that separated me so closely, I still didn't get in touch with my heart? This gave me a new understanding of the terrifying level of the cursed urn.

God knows if being transported to ancient times is the same as being cursed?

At this time, I can't figure it out.,A series of events made me dizzy.,It's obviously just a simple action to catch a 10,000-year-old ghost.,To put it bluntly.,Beat that guy.,I'll clean it up myself.、Get it done.,If you can't beat it.,Call the female Xiangru and other masters to come and support.。

No matter how you look at it, it is a hunt for victory, and there should be no mistakes at all.

But in this world, the unthinkable often happens.

It's just that I'm born with yin and yang eyes, and I'm still a baby born on the lunar calendar, and my physique for attracting evil is also out of line.

One thing that seems to be so safe is still wrong.

As a result, the separated consciousness was in danger, and Shi Fannan and they were about to be sacrificed to the moon god as a living sacrifice.

What happened to me was even more bizarre!

The soul is out of the body, and is included in the phantom of the big urn, and then, it is split into two parts of the soul by the energy of Yuehua, one large and one small, not to mention what happened to the small half of the soul that was reincarnated, only to say that most of my soul pulls the soul, the strange opportunity, and the pen and ink are indescribable.

Inexplicably, he became a little boy in ancient times, and he was too successful in borrowing corpses to resurrect his soul, right?

If I don't say it, the Blood Bone Demon doesn't shout, who can tell that in this body, it is the soul that will come here in the future?

It's hard for a powerful world-class master to tell me where my soul and body are 100% fused, right?

It's good to do that, at the very least, it won't cause people to burn me like an evil thing! In terms of security, it has improved by quite a percentage point.

I only hope that my consciousness of separation will not be destroyed, otherwise, there will be an influence from the underworld, and my soul will be severely damaged again.

The black spoon treasure that repaired the soul was left on the body of the deity, I have no substitute, if the soul is hit again, it will be even more difficult to move an inch in this ancient society, and the Tumei skirt has also been hit hard, and it ......can't be released at this time.

"Immortal God bless, ancestor bless ......."

I kept muttering about this, praying for the blessing of the ancestors of the Maoshan Ghost Sect for .......

Turning the corner of the mountain, a farm in the distance came into view.

It's the afternoon, the sun is shining, there are gorgeous wonders everywhere, just say that the natural scenery is far better than the modern society, this is the pollution-free and non-additive-free GMO environment, living in such a place, it can make modern people envy to death.

A flat official road stretches from afar.

I saw a fast horse 'Sigh' passing by, the man on the horse was dressed in ancient armor, carrying a flag-like object on his back, his face was covered with wind and frost, and he was covered in dust.

The horse exhaled, and I estimated that it would not be long before he died.

In ancient times, a good horse was equivalent to a modern luxury car, and only when 100,000 people were in a hurry, they would use horses so recklessly, and the words '800 miles expedited' came to my mind.

Looking at the shadow in the distance of smoke and dust, I wondered if it should be like this, this is a scene that will only appear when there is a major military situation to report to the emperor, right?

Oh my God, is this an era of war and chaos?

No, my body is so weak at this time, and my soul is still badly damaged, and it will take time to recover, and if I encounter war, it will be a big trouble.

It should still be braided, but the sergeant who rode over just now had braids, and he had a fierce atmosphere, which was very like a powerful knight of that nation.

If it is still a braided dynasty, then which dynasty and which generation is it? Well, you'll have to go to a nearby village to find out which dynasty you're in.

With this in mind, I first found the jerky and ate some of it, and then, finding the river by the side of the mountain and drinking some water, I walked towards the village step by step with my stick.

As I walked, I had to give myself a name, because I didn't receive any memory of the little boy himself, and I didn't know what his name was, and where he lived.

I don't understand where the little girl's body occupied by him and the Blood Bone Demon came from, and I can't understand what the relationship between the two is.

But the temperament between the two eyebrows is very different and very different, I don't think it will be a sister and brother. That's good, I don't want to have a blood relationship with the Blood Bone Demon.

"What's your name? The name Fang Gang is still reserved for my future self, I'll give it another name, what's the name of it? ”

I was thinking as I was walking, when I suddenly heard movement in the sky, and when I looked up, I saw a line of geese flying in a 'human' shape, and my heart moved, and I counted the number of geese, a total of sixteen.

"Yes, this is the will of heaven, let's call it 'Wild Goose Sixteen'." I laughed and settled on my name.

I'm pretty sure that this name has never appeared in the history of the Braided Dynasty, so it's very likely that I won't stay in this ancient world for long, after all, as long as people like me don't fall halfway, there's no reason why my name won't be passed down through the ages.

I'll admit I'm a little floaty, but that's also a show of confidence, isn't it?

The thought that it is likely to return to modern times in a short period of time makes me, Yan Sixteen, very happy.

As he was walking, he stopped suddenly, and then, three steps backwards, looked into the woods on the left, and his eyes gradually raised, and he saw a woman hanging on the trunk of a tree!

It was not only the woman's strange posture that caught my attention, but the main thing was that she was losing blood, and drops of red blood flowed from the trees to the grass, and her breath was quite weak.

Saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, this is the principle of life taught to me by the master, the rules of the ghost gate of Maoshan Mountain, you can't see death without saving.

I hurriedly ran over, I ran too fast, my feet were unstable, I fell twice, but fortunately the grass was soft, but I just broke some skin, and I didn't care.

I came to the bottom of the tree, estimated the distance from the branch to the bottom, I could have picked the person off with a stick, but although the ground was soft, it was not a sofa after all, she bled a lot, and if I fell again, I was afraid that she would go straight over, and that would be my sin.

I had no choice, I hurriedly rowed branches and weeds around, built a lot of bases as fast as I could, and then, with a long stick, went up, and pushed against the woman three or four meters high from below, and picked it up!

With a pop, the woman's blood splattered and fell into the grass.

Buffered a lot of gravity, I shouldn't be able to die, the conditions are limited, and I can only do it to this extent.

Hurriedly rushed over, flipped the woman over, and took a closer look, shocked.

This woman is covered in blood, and most of her face is also red blood, so she can't see her face clearly, but judging from the state of her skin, she should be a woman about forty years old.

She was wearing an antique cheongsam, a costume suitable for action, with a cloak and a dying head.

As soon as I looked at her age, and then thought about my teenage age at this time, I felt that there was no problem, and if I was saved, there would be no drama of being pestered by a woman and not marrying, so it would be good.

The ancient woman's obsession with something is frightening, and I don't want to get into trouble.

"It's good to be young."

I thought about it beautifully, and casually opened his outer garment, trying not to touch the inner clothes, checking the injury, and couldn't help frowning.

In fact, the most serious injuries of the woman are in two places, one on the right leg and the other on the left shoulder, which should be a sword wound, and the blood flow is not only the main cause of her coma, if the bleeding stops, she will not die.

The problem was that I had no medicine in my hands, and it was too late to pick herbs to stop the bleeding, and by the time I prepared the materials, the woman in her forties had already died.

Saving people is a hundred thousand urgent matters, I don't care about the soul injury, I sit down cross-legged, pondering, I will raise it for seven or eight days, and the yin soul should be able to mobilize a trace of strength.

With a little power, I can invoke a spell.

It can only be said that this woman's life is big, and I am desperately running my soul power, and I am stunned to guide a little bit of soul power.

Daxi, hurriedly calmed down, and then, pinched the fingers, and chanted a mantra in his mouth.