HEAVEN'S OFFICIAL BLESSING (Mo Xiang Tong Xiu)

Corpses piled over the ground, black smoke was dispersing, and the three were tense and guarded.

After that tall mountain had migrated behind them undetected, the path ahead finally came into view. Thick, black woods layered and overlapped, exceedingly horrifying, and every so often there'd be the strange squawks of black crows. While Xie Lian heightened the alert of all his senses, he unconsciously reached for Hua Cheng's hand at the same time. Yet unexpectedly, the moment their hands touched he noticed an alarming sign.

Hua Cheng was obviously a ghost, but at that very moment, his body temperature was blistering hot like a high fever. Xie Lian was instantly taken aback and whispered, "San Lang, are... are you changing back?"

Although Hua Cheng was burning from his forehead to his finger tips, his expression never changed, "Soon."

Hua Cheng was going to change back and in their current situation, it was definitely great news. However, the time before he formally returns to his old self must be the most important, most critical point. Making a split second decision, Xie Lian cried, "I'll set up an array and shield you!"

Then he went straight into action. He called forth RuoYe and made it circle around Hua Cheng to form a large circle of four meters, then plunged Fang Xin in front of the circle as the 'door lock' to the sealing circle. Hua Cheng sat down on the ground to meditate and said, "Gege, keep Fang Xin with you for defense."

"No, this array can't be sloppy, there must be a bladed weapon that's touched human blood..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt there was something rubbing against him behind his back, and when he looked around, he was instantly speechless. There was a tiny little silver scimitar standing upright behind him, blinking its big silver eye and rubbing against him with its hilt, like it was nominating itself for the task.

"..." Xie Lian crouched down, "E-Ming, how come you're like this too?"

The infamous scimitar E-Ming, its blade long and slender, wickedly seductive and wild, had now shrunk at least half in size. That silver eye used to be long and narrow, but now it looked like it also transformed to an eye of a child, big and round, bright and shining. However, hearing Xie Lian, it seemed to feel aggrieved, and continued to try and push its hilt into Xie Lian's hand. Pei Ming also crouched down, "So this is the infamous scimitar E-Ming?"

He looked like he was about to reach out and touch it but E-Ming changed face instantly, pointing its blade threateningly towards him. Fortunately, Pei Ming pulled away just in time, otherwise blood would've certainly spilt. Xie Lian stroked E-Ming, "Fang Xin is still better suited."