"Master, you don't understand this. This is the goddess's protective object, which can break the law. Even if I become your maid, I will be a powerful maid." Yingji smiled and turned around.
Then he hid a little bit of red in the white and reddish snow.
After cleaning up the little red in the snow, Yingji bowed to Fang Xiaoyu with a respectful look, "Master, I have already thought about it. From now on, I will only be your maid. You can erase my memory for me.
Come on! I don’t want to be the so-called yin goddess anymore.”
"You are right to have such an idea. No matter who you are to me, if you follow me, Fang Xiaoyu, your life will not be bad in the end. Even if you are a pig, you can rise several levels by following me." Fang Xiaoyu
He replied with a smile.
"Disgusting! Master, you are swearing." Yingji Junmei pouted her mouth in annoyance.
"Hehe! I'm telling the truth." Fang Xiaoyu smiled and explained: "The wild boars in my family are all late-stage Golden Elixir masters."
"Really? That's great." A hint of joy flashed through Yingji Chunmei's heart. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that if she followed the young man in front of her, she wouldn't be much worse off.
"Well! Come on, forget about that period, the days when you were a ghost! From now on, follow me, Fang Xiaoyu." Fang Xiaoyu took out a cinnabar jade pen and touched Yingji's pure forehead again, and then touched the mark on her chest.
I performed the same method on the acupuncture point and poured my own thoughts into it.
Finally, the ecstasy Gu was released on this woman.
As the curse took effect, Yingji Chunmei closed her eyes and fainted. Three minutes later, she saw this beauty slowly waking up again. She nodded and bowed to Fang Xiaoyu respectfully, and shouted: "
Owner!"
"From now on, you should be my personal guardian, live in the Yin Shen Ring with Qianye Xue, and protect my left and right." Fang Xiaoyu told Yingji Chunmei calmly.
While speaking, he gently moved a Yin Shen ring.
"Yes! Everything is at the master's discretion. I will step down right away." Yingji Chunmei nodded, and immediately turned into a wisp of smoke and got into the Yin Shen ring on Fang Xiaoyu's finger.
Seeing that Yingji Junmei had surrendered, Fang Xiaoyu nodded with satisfaction, took out the weapon raising pot again, and looked at the escaping Black God not far ahead.
At this time, the Black God had been whipped by Fang Xiaoyu with a soul-torture stick, turning him into a kid as tall as a three-year-old child. He had short legs and a short body. He could not run fast no matter how hard he ran. He was panting from exhaustion before he could run more than a few dozen meters.
journey.
"Come back!" Fang Xiaoyu shouted loudly.
A thunderous roar reached Heishen's ears, frightening him to stop quickly and look at Fang Xiaoyu in the distance with a grimace.
"Fang Shenren, please let me go..." Hei Shen was trembling a little as he spoke.
"Come here! I need to recruit some people who can fight, and you are just the right person." Fang Xiaoyu rushed over at a very fast speed, lifted Hei Shen up, and pulled down the stick a few more times, directly killing Hei Shen.
The god turned into a baby-sized doll ghost.
Fang Xiaoyu didn't care whether the Black God resisted or not, and directly drew a talisman with a cinnabar jade pen to erase the soul mark on his body.
Immediately, he implanted his own thoughts and ecstasy Gu into Black God's body, completely taming him, and then he was taken into the Weapon Raising Pot.
"Call it off, go back now and collect the other two Yin gods of the main palace."
Fang Xiaoyu happily put the military pot into his waist and walked quickly outside the forest.
At this time, in the middle of the altar, twenty-eight earth soldiers and three Netherworld warriors were confronting the two main halls of the Witchcraft Society, the Yin God, the God of Dharma, and the God of Joy.
The onlookers looked at the situation in front of them with anxious faces.
Suddenly, two embarrassed figures emerged from the jungle. They were Shan Zuo Xiangbei, the leader of the Witchcraft Society, who was fleeing, and Black Protector of the Witchcraft Society.
When the disciples of the witchcraft society saw the two leaders coming out of the jungle, they greeted them excitedly.
"Hall Master, how is it? Has that boy Fang Xiaoyu been destroyed by the Yinshen you sent?" A disciple of the Witchcraft Club asked with concern.
"Then you still need to ask? Even the trace of that boy is gone. I think it was probably destroyed by our hall master and the two Yin gods. Haha!"
"This time, Fang Xiaoyu finally died. I think he must have fallen in the jungle and couldn't get up."
All the disciples of the Witchcraft Society were talking to each other in front of the leader of the Witchcraft Society and the Black Protector.
Shanzuo Xiangbei walked forward hurriedly with a gloomy face and without saying a word. The black protector followed closely behind.
The disciples of the Witch Dharma Club were very puzzled and looked at each other in confusion.
Just when he was suspicious, he heard a shout coming from the forest in front of him.
"I'm alive and well! Who cursed me to death just now?"
Hearing the sound, everyone looked up into the forest and saw Fang Xiaoyu walking calmly out of the forest with his hands behind his back.
Under the moonlight, he looked calm and composed, with a smile still on his face.
The calmer he is, the more worried he becomes among the disciples of the Witchcraft Club.
"Ah...this kid is not dead."
"He's actually fine."
"So, isn't it true that the Yin Shen sent by the Hall Master has died?"
"I'm afraid it's going to be a disaster!"
The disciples of the Witchcraft Club all turned pale with fright, and retreated involuntarily, talking while retreating.
The leader of the hall, who was facing north on the left side of the mountain, was already frightened.
When he saw that Fang Xiaoyu had come out, without saying a word, he curled up his neck and burrowed into a pile of rocks.
The Black Protector also hid.
Fang Xiaoyu brought deep fear to the two of them tonight, and they no longer had the courage to face such a powerful opponent.
Seeing that the hall master and the protector were hiding, all the disciples of the witchcraft society immediately dispersed and fled each other.
Suddenly, the entire altar became more tense.
The people who were watching before all looked at Fang Xiaoyu again.
Fang Xiaoyu ignored everyone's surprised looks, but looked at the three Netherworld generals and the two Yin gods of the main palace who were confronting each other.
"It's time to end the battle." Fang Xiaoyu glanced at the two main palace Yin gods in the center of the altar with a smile, and immediately took out the weapon raising pot from his waist, preparing to collect the last two main palace Yin gods.
"Great, this time Fang Xiaoyu is a sure winner." Lu Yu, who was not far away, shouted excitedly.
On the side, Miyata Shizumi shook her head with a gloomy face: "No, I feel that things are not that simple. The Witchcraft Club's trump cards are far more than these, and there is a strong background behind them."
As he said that, he suddenly saw Miyata Shizumi pointing her finger in the air and shouting to Lu Yu with a gloomy face: "Look, there are three helicopters flying over there."
Hearing the sound, everyone looked towards the sky.
There was a huffing sound in mid-air. Three helicopters were flying towards the altar from the east, flashing night lights.
"Plane, the plane is coming. The reinforcements from Tokyo are coming. This is our biggest trump card. They are coming! We are saved, Fang Xiaoyu is finished. Completely finished!" Protector Black shouted excitedly. (