Chapter 803: Posthumous title of Xiaolie

Yanyan's eyes were full of panic when she saw Li Mazi and I appeared, but Wang Qin, who was possessed by the evil spirit, looked very calm.

"Okay, how dare you find someone to deal with me!"

Wang Qin's hand strength suddenly increased, and Gao Desheng's struggle became smaller and smaller, and he soon ran out of energy.

Seeing her so arrogant, the anger in my heart welled up.

Being so arrogant, do you think I don’t exist?

With a flash of silver light, the invisible needle was thrown out by me. According to past practice, even if the Yin spirit cannot be hurt, at least the person can be saved.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qin's body was extremely flexible, and her waist could twist like a water snake.

She was flying in the air, dragging Gao Desheng back and forth like a chicken, and managed to avoid the pursuit of the invisible needle.

There was no point in continuing like this. If she was pushed into a hurry, she might use Gao Desheng as a shield, so I simply took back the invisible needle for the time being.

Wang Qin gave me a cold look and said, "You are not overestimating your own abilities!"

Somehow, her voice seemed to have a kind of majesty, which made my scalp itch.

Damn it, what is the origin of the ghost attached to Wang Qin?

"Damn it, if you dare to bully my brother, I will fight with you!"

I don't know if Li Mazi wanted to show loyalty in front of Yan Yan, or if he wanted to commemorate his lost love in this way, in any case, he rushed towards Wang Qin with my silver moon scimitar in his hands.

"ah!"

Before Li Mazi could rush over, Wang Qin kicked him away and grabbed the scimitar. Li Mazi huddled up and retreated to the corner and said, "Brother, I can't do it anymore. You can do it yourself."

I helplessly gave Li Mazi a speechless expression, and then looked at Wang Qin cautiously.

Recently, I have become more comfortable with the scimitar, and I didn't think much of the Yin spirit at first, so the number of guys I brought with me this time was really limited.

"The knife is a good knife, but this idiot's kung fu is really not that good..."

Wang Qin looked at Li Mazi and commented, his words full of disdain.

Fortunately she could tell, what kind of skill could Li Mazi have? At most, it's just the experience gained from fighting with gangsters.

Wang Qin stroked the blade and carefully observed every line, as if looking at her own children. How could a woman be so attached to weapons?

The fiery look in her eyes when she looked at the Silver Moon Scimitar could only be seen by those who love martial arts!

Putting aside all this, the most important point is that Wang Qin can actually touch the scimitar with his hands.

This is the evil object that combines the Killing Hu Ling and the Silver Moon Scimitar. It was actually held in the hand of a female Yin spirit and played with. I felt like God was kidding me!

While she was playing with the machete, my brain kept running at high speed. Li Mazi had almost no fighting ability now, Gao Desheng had lost half his life long ago, and I was the only one left who was still a healthy person.

The invisible needle has failed and the scimitar is still in her hand. Am I going to stage a show of grabbing the white blade with bare hands?

After a while, Wang Qin put the knife in front of the dressing table, and then walked step by step towards the dying Gao Desheng. It seemed that she wanted to kill Gao Desheng. Yanyan looked on and smiled happily.

It gave me the feeling that the whole family was sick. Wang Qin strangled Gao Desheng's neck again. He had no strength left to resist at this time, and his body remained motionless as if he was waiting to die!

I couldn't watch a life disappear before my eyes without being indifferent, so after roaring angrily, I rushed forward and started fighting with Wang Qin.

My grandfather taught me martial arts when I was very young, so I still have some skills, especially after blending with Huo Yuanjia's martial arts, my body became more flexible, and my boxing and kicking skills were really no worse than those of today's martial arts stars.

But when I came to Wang Qin, my kung fu was like a joke. Not only was she skillful in using her moves, but she also moved like a ghost. After a while, I fell behind.

"You're not stupid enough to find this place."

Wang Qin punched him and said by the way.

Nonsense, I'm not a fool, how can I not guess it?

Wang Qin's trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain was really good. She used Yanyan to trap us in the cemetery, but she and Yanyan returned home. Gao Desheng, who was alone at home, naturally became meat on the chopping board.

But I don’t think I lost in trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain, but in grasping human nature.

It's very simple. For Yanyan, if she doesn't listen to Yin Ling, her mother will die immediately; if she doesn't listen to me, her mother may or may not die.

It was a simple multiple-choice question. She knew the other person was a ghost, but she could only lean towards it!

"But you can't beat me!"

Wang Qin seemed to be tired of playing, and suddenly punched me hard on the neck. I rolled my eyes and lost consciousness.

It was already late at night when I woke up. Gao Desheng and Li Mazi were tied together, while Wang Qin was sitting in front of the dressing table combing her hair.

"What is your background? You made the Zhang family stumble, and you are not even afraid of the Silver Moon Scimitar. Why?"

Li Mazi looked at Wang Qin and asked, as if he had been greatly wronged and drunk.

But he also expressed my feelings. Although the Yin spirit is attached to Wang Qin, it has no intention of harming Wang Qin. The Yin spirit even has no intention of harming me and Li Mazi. It just wants to kill Gao Desheng. .

From this point of view, it is still rational and not evil, so why does it still take human lives?

"I am just a ray of dead soul!"

The person speaking at this time was no longer Wang Qin, but a very nice female voice. It seemed that this was the voice of Yin Ling during his lifetime.

"Why do you want to possess Wang Qin?"

I asked the second question in my mind.

Wang Qin turned her head to look at me and said softly: "I just feel sorry for her and want to help her."

Is Wang Qin pitiful?

From Gao Desheng, I already know that he has long lost feelings for Wang Qin. Is it possible that because Gao Desheng has no feelings for Wang Qin, he wants to take his life?

"I said, this is someone else's family matter, why are you messing around with it?"

Li Mazi was outspoken, but he was immediately slapped by Wang Qin. Although I really wanted to say this, I luckily held back...

Wang Qin looked at the moonlight outside the window, thinking about something, while I carefully recalled everything I had experienced recently.

From the time Gao Desheng came to me, to when we discovered the ghost attached to Wang Qin's body, and now, it seems that everything is out of my control and I am passive everywhere!

I looked around, trying to rip my brains out. I thought about my thoughts again, but my attention was once again attracted by the dressing table.

When I saw the dressing table for the first time, I only focused on studying the Yin energy inside, but ignored the words engraved on the dressing table.

These two words are on the silver frame outside, and they are engraved very shallowly. You can't find them unless you look carefully.

Because it was in the Wei stele font and my sight was not good, it took me a long time to see it clearly: Xiaolie!

Xiaolie is a posthumous title in ancient China, generally only used by emperors, generals and queens.

Looking at the female ghost's heroic and fighting appearance, there is absolutely no way she is a queen, let alone an emperor, so she can only be a general in history.

Throughout Chinese history, there is only one person who meets the two conditions of a female general and the posthumous title Xiaolie: Hua Mulan, who joined the army in place of her father!

Moreover, this dressing table is very suitable for Hua Mulan's identity. As for Xiao Lie, it was a posthumous honor awarded by the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, so these two words must have been engraved on it by someone in the Tang Dynasty.

"Are you Hua Mulan?"

I asked out of nowhere, and Li Mazi opened his mouth instantly, but he was stunned.

From Wang Qin's expression, I knew that I was right, the Yin spirit was Hua Mulan!

"I didn't expect you to be so smart."

Wang Qin had recovered from her daze at this moment, and she said without any expression.

"Why are you doing this?"

Now that we know that the Yin spirit is Hua Mulan, everything is easy to explain. After all, Hua Mulan is a heroine and can be reasoned with.

Li Mazi seemed to have thought of the same thing as me, and he breathed a sigh of relief.