Er Shen looked down at the golden ring on his ankle, his voice trembling with a hint of trembling. "Senior Brother Li"

The tears threads were soaked in the red veil, leaving five tears of different sizes on the red cloth, as if excited and sad.

Bai Lingmiao could not see through her, and the second god seemed to be covered with a cloud of fog, which made him unable to see her ten emotions and sufferings with the ability to sit and forget.

Li Huowang looked at her with a complicated expression. After hesitating for a while, he reached out and grabbed a corner of the red veil and lifted it.

He has seen the appearance of the second god many times, so he will naturally not be scared, but his current appearance is a little different from the past.

On most of the beast's face, there were relatively few traces of other beasts, and the fox's silver-white hair obviously occupied the big head.

The short thorns between the white hair are as close as possible, as if they want to make themselves look better in this way.

Li Huowang looked at her half-face that belonged to a mortal and the resentful eyes on it. This look was too similar to Bai Lingmiao in the past. He seemed to feel that Bai Lingmiao, who had been with him from Qingfeng Temple, appeared again in front of him.

When Li Huowang couldn't help but reach out and stroked her cheek, the scales under his hair made his fingers feel a tingling pain, and also made him wake up.

No, the second god is not her, Miaomiao in the past will never forgive herself.

Li Huowang's hand, with a dull expression, was about to fall slowly, but was firmly held by the two gods' hands with sharp nails, with five fingers clenched.

But when the second god opened his big mouth full of sharp teeth and exposed the forked tongue inside, she gave up first, covered the red veil on her face, and left with a sob.

Li Huowang did not chase after him, and silently watched the two gods gradually disappear into the darkness, and sighed lightly.

Although he knew that the second god was also part of Bai Lingmiao, he had different distributions of emotions and sufferings, except that he also brought her a leg ring, he really didn't know what attitude to face her.

Do you treat her as Bai Lingmiao? Two Bai Lingmiao? Li Huowang always feels particularly awkward in his heart.

When Li Huowang, who was a little depressed, returned to the lively banquet, he was still thinking about a teardrop at the corner of the eyes of the giant beast of Er Shen.

When he came to his senses, he saw that the bowl in front of him was already piled up with various chicken legs.

Bai Lingmiao, who was standing beside him, picked up a chopstick and leek, put it on the top of his bowl, "Are you finished chatting? Eat quickly, this banquet is for you."

Li Huowang stretched out his right hand towards the table, but did not hold the chopsticks, but to the wine pot next to him.

He reached out and poured himself a cup, and Li Huowang directly raised his head to drink.

The feeling of drowsiness and intoxication that was lost and regained, once again overwhelmed his mind. This numb scalp feeling could make him feel better at this moment.

To be honest, he has no experience in dealing with this. In the past, he was just a high school student.

"Why is this troublesome thing not enough? Can't you calm down?" Li Huowang murmured to himself, holding the wine glass, and he poured himself another glass.

Before drinking himself, Li Huowang figured out this problem. In fact, these emotional troubles were also present in the past, but in the past he was always in the big things between life and death, reality and illusion, and he had no time to think about these trivial matters.

The banquet ended, and Li Huowang, who was drunk and half asleep, felt light and as if he was lying on the clouds.

After a while, the silky satin sheet under her body and the familiar fragrance made Li Huowang realize that he had returned to Bai Lingmiao's boudoir.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled it. Li Huowang hugged a soft body, stroked the hairpin between his hair, and lowered his head and kissed it.

Bai Lingmiao walked among the winding dirt roads in Niuxin Village, with candlelight shining on the windows around him. Everyone was discussing happily that the meat and vegetables he had brought were divided into several days to eat.

"Miaomiao, everyone's life is much better now than before. After eating, there is still something left." Chun Xiaoman, who was standing beside him, smiled at Bai Lingmiao.

"If you want the horse to run, you must let the horse eat grass." Bai Lingmiao looked careless and walked towards the Bai Family Ancestral Hall in the distance.

"Besides, this won't cost much money. The money the Lu family makes is enough for them. By the way, I didn't expect Lu family to earn, but I didn't expect that his fan show would earn more money in Daliang."

"Yes, the last time, an old man held a funeral. I heard that before he died, he appointed Master Lu and others to sing a fan show in front of the mourning hall for three days. I don't know what he thought."

While talking, Bai Lingmiao and the others had already walked into the Bai Family Ancestral Hall, skillfully turned the Sanbu Monkey with their hands, and walked in along the secret door.

The oil lamps in the hall underground were lit, and the rapid sound of chanting came up along the empty stairs.

"The sky is round and the place is round. Please ask the spirit medium to descend to the altar. The sky urges the earth to urge the earth. The ancestor flew to return to the clouds. The ancestor flew to the horse and came to the altar to lift the spirit medium..."

When they walked into the hall, they saw that Lu Xiucai was wearing a paper bellyband full of scriptures, holding a triangular white lotus flag in one hand and a thorny dagger with two thorns in the other hand, constantly hitting his head with the spikes on both sides.

".The left eye turns into the sun, the right eye turns into the moon, and the sun and the moon shine brightly. The disciples sincerely come to worship their relatives."

The spikes on the short sword had broken his scalp, and scarlet blood slowly fell from his forehead, flowing all over his face, and with his excited look at this moment, he seemed particularly terrifying.

"This altar master has arrived quickly, transformed into a god, transformed into a god, transformed into a road of consecration, and took him step by step, helped the children in a hurry, helped the spirit medium to shine, and opened the golden mouth to report clearly!!"

As he shouted out his last words, he raised his right foot and stomped it on the ground three times, and everything returned to peace.

Looking at Li Xiucai who was glaring at this moment, like a sculpture parked there, Bai Lingmiao frowned and thought for a moment. With a "clang", he pulled out the long sword from Chun Xiaoman's waist with one hand and slashed directly towards Lu Xiucai's waist.

But when the sword blade collided with Li Xiucai's body, it unexpectedly made a crisp sound of gold and stone.

Bai Lingmiao was worried and still tried it a few more times, but he could only leave a shallow scratch on Lu Xiucai's body.

You should know that Chun Xiaoman's sword was given to her by Li Huowang. Although it cannot kill evil spirits and devils, it can still be done by cutting iron like mud.

However, this time the sharp sword can only have such an effect on Lu Xiucai. It has to be said that Lu Xiucai is already invulnerable to swords and guns at this moment.

The excited Lu Xiucai lowered his head and observed his body, and his mood was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

In order to practice this magical skill, he suffered a lot of hardships and beaten! But when this moment came, he suddenly felt that everything was worth it.

Suddenly his expression became gritted, and the dagger and triangular white lotus flag in his hand trembled unstoppably with his hands.

"Damn it! Damn old bones! You dare to hang me up and beat me! Don't stop me! I have to take revenge today! I want to remove the old bones of his body alive!"

"Why—" Chun Xiaoman was about to step forward, but Bai Lingmiao reached out and stopped him. "We won't stop you, go, your father will drink a lot of alcohol tonight, so he should have slept very hard."

Lu Xiucai roared, raised the short sword in his hand and kept waving it, and rushed towards the secret door excitedly.
Chapter completed!