"If you bully me, I will be sad." Tinker Bell felt even more aggrieved. Her current soul represents the most heartless evil nature. She only thinks about herself and does not care about others at all.
"I'm really pissed off by you. Shut up before I return to your body." If the ghost owl saw her like this, the infatuated man would definitely be sad, Huo Luan said and read to her.
With a silencing mantra, Gu Jing suddenly became quiet.
"Just be quiet and calm down your anger. I will take you back to Xuening Mountain now. You will be grateful to me when you return to the physical body." Huo Luan said to the ancient mirror and put it into his clothes.
In her sleeves, just when she thought about going to Xuening Mountain, a golden light suddenly flashed in front of her, and a cute little elf appeared in front of her.
"Huo Luan, Huo Luan, I finally found you." The elf appeared and flew in front of her, dancing happily.
"Hey, little elf, why are you here?" This little elf is the communication elf of the Wu clan. Under normal circumstances, it will not be allowed to come out to deliver messages. Could it be that something happened to the Wu clan? Huo Luan's face
He immediately showed a worried look.
"It'll be great if I find you. It's terrible. The Witch Clan is in great danger." The elf blinked his eyes and said anxiously.
"What happened? Is that damn stinky Taoist Imperial Master making things difficult for us again?" Huo Luan's first thought was of that villainous Imperial Master.
"He wants to embarrass us now and there is nothing we can do. He is already dead." The elf said, showing an expression that deserved it.
"What? The bad master is dead? How did he die?" Although she had always wanted him to die, his death was too sudden.
"This is a long story. Now our village of the Witch Clan is surrounded by the Imperial Prefecture and the Royal Army. The elder sent me to tell you to go back immediately without delay." The elf said anxiously.
"No, the problem is so big, I will go back immediately." Huo Luan was anxious, forgetting that Tinkerbell's soul was still in her ancient mirror, and immediately recited the time travel spell. The elf rolled his eyes, and immediately whizzed
With a sound, he got into her sleeves and let her take him through time.
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The death of the Imperial Preceptor shocked the whole court and the public. The Imperial Preceptor stepped forward and told the assassin's name. It didn't take long for the royal army to immediately find the Wu clan's house.
At this moment, the people from the Imperial Prefecture and the imperial army sent from the palace were surrounding the village of the Wu clan, forcing them to hand over Duanmu Xiu and Xiahou Xiyue.
"Elder, now that our village has been surrounded, why don't you hand over the people? They have nothing to do with us." Yan Xue, who was upset by them in the morning, went to the elder and wanted her to hand over the people.
"They are not bad people. Handing them over will only make them die in vain." The elder calmly sat on the futon and meditated, not anxious at all.
"If we don't hand them over, what if they rush in? There are still royal troops inside. When the king accuses us of harboring imperial prisoners, we will carry around without food." Does she still want their entire clan?
, to be buried with them? Yan Xue was so anxious that she couldn't help but raise her voice.
"Yan Xue, don't be rude to the elders." A guardian in the room immediately warned in a deep voice.
"Am I right? Keeping them here is simply a disaster." They were already furious, how could they still be so calm? "If you bully me, I will be sad." Tinkerbell was even more aggrieved. She was now
The soul represents the most heartless and evil nature. She only thinks about herself and does not care about others at all.
"I'm really pissed off by you. Shut up before I return to your body." If the ghost owl saw her like this, the infatuated man would definitely be sad, Huo Luan said and read to her.
With a silencing mantra, Gu Jing suddenly became quiet.
"Just be quiet and calm down your anger. I will take you back to Xuening Mountain now. You will be grateful to me when you return to the physical body." Huo Luan said to the ancient mirror and put it into his clothes.
In her sleeves, just when she thought about going to Xuening Mountain, a golden light suddenly flashed in front of her, and a cute little elf appeared in front of her.
"Huo Luan, Huo Luan, I finally found you." The elf appeared and flew in front of her, dancing happily.
"Hey, little elf, why are you here?" This little elf is the communication elf of the Wu clan. Under normal circumstances, it will not be allowed to come out to deliver messages. Could it be that something happened to the Wu clan? Huo Luan's face
He immediately showed a worried look.
"It'll be great if I find you. It's terrible. The Witch Clan is in great danger." The elf blinked his eyes and said anxiously.
"What happened? Is that damn stinky Taoist Imperial Master making things difficult for us again?" Huo Luan's first thought was of that villainous Imperial Master.
"He wants to embarrass us now and there is nothing we can do. He is already dead." The elf said, showing an expression that deserved it.
"What? The bad master is dead? How did he die?" Although she had always wanted him to die, his death was too sudden.
"This is a long story. Now our village of the Witch Clan is surrounded by the Imperial Prefecture and the Royal Army. The elder sent me to tell you to go back immediately without delay." The elf said anxiously.
"No, the problem is so big, I will go back immediately." Huo Luan was anxious, forgetting that Tinkerbell's soul was still in her ancient mirror, and immediately recited the time travel spell. The elf rolled his eyes, and immediately whizzed
With a sound, he got into her sleeves and let her take him through time.
111111
The death of the Imperial Preceptor shocked the whole court and the public. The Imperial Preceptor stepped forward and told the assassin's name. It didn't take long for the royal army to immediately find the Wu clan's house.
At this moment, the people from the Imperial Prefecture and the imperial army sent from the palace were surrounding the village of the Wu clan, forcing them to hand over Duanmu Xiu and Xiahou Xiyue.
"Elder, now that our village has been surrounded, why don't you hand over the people? They have nothing to do with us." Yan Xue, who was upset by them in the morning, went to the elder and wanted her to hand over the people.
"They are not bad people. Handing them over will only make them die in vain." The elder calmly sat on the futon and meditated, not anxious at all.
"If we don't hand them over, what if they rush in? There are still royal troops inside. When the king accuses us of harboring imperial prisoners, we will carry around without food." Does she still want their entire clan?
, to be buried with them? Yan Xue was so anxious that she couldn't help but raise her voice.
"Yan Xue, don't be rude to the elders." A guardian in the room immediately warned in a deep voice.
"Am I right? Keeping them here is simply a disaster." They were already furious, how could they still be so calm?
