Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

As soon as the prolonged divine tone came out, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Immediately afterwards, the Great God began to sing the Bing Bing Jue, which was different from Li Zhi's singing in a similar way. The Bing Bing Jue in her mouth was urgent and fast.

"Dong, dong, dong! It's getting dark at sunset on the Western Hills! Every household locks the door! Dong dong dong!

The gentleman on the road runs to the inn, the bird runs to the forest, the tiger returns to the mountain..."

After a while with the sound of the drums, Bai Lingmiao's body began to burp tremblingly, and the red hijab on her head was shaking like a waterfall.

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Her body began to gradually hook down, and something like the outline of a beast's skull raised the red hijab.

"The disciple invited Xiantong today, and the bad luck is in the house."

"Inviting a doctor in the south will not work, and inviting monks and nuns in the north will not work."

"I'm in a desperate situation, so I asked the old fairy to help."

"Yin and Yang are looking for the eight-character scorpion, wearing seven orifices and twelve classics."

"Look at the internal organs, and trouble the old fairy to clarify..."

Accompanied by the rhythmic drums, Bai Lingmiao began to walk into the house.

Feeling someone approaching, the woman's eyes, which were covered by white hair, began to show fearful eyes.

The next second that fear turned into extreme hatred, "Give me back my son!!"

She opened her hands and was about to pounce, but her body was bound by chains, and she failed. She just froze there, tense.

Some kind of slender animal nose raised Bai Lingmiao's red hijab, sniffing towards the old woman constantly, and some low beast-like roars kept coming from below.

"Son~!!" The old woman's expression changed from hatred to pleading again, "Son, it's my mother's fault, it's my mother's fault!!"

Everything under the red hijab quickly shrank back and started shaking again. A tail grew out along Bai Lingmiao's hem, and the great **** outside the house changed another rhetoric.

"The soul of a man belongs to the man, and the soul of a horse belongs to the horse."

"A person needs a real soul to eat, and a horse needs a real soul to be happy."

"The Eight Immortals are placed on the ground, and the Star Dou Flag is placed on top."

Five-color flags, five-color flags, five-color flags, red, white, and blue! "

With the sound of the drums, Bai Lingmiao began to surround the old woman, and with regular steps, some white flags folded from yellow paper were inserted into the hay on the ground.

This time, the old woman suddenly stopped moving, her body suddenly fell to the ground, her body kept shaking, and her expression was very painful.

Zhao Qin, who was watching this scene, was very distressed, but in this situation, he didn't dare to interrupt rashly.

Immediately afterwards, the drum sound became anxious, and seven lit purple incense sticks appeared in Bai Lingmiao's hand.

The incense head, which was smoking blue, went down and inserted directly down the old woman's throat.

"Hey~" The sound of gasping cold air continued to sound outside the house. It must be said that the escorts are all trainees, and ordinary bruises don't even blink their eyes, but they may not be able to bear the pain just now. .

"Ouch~" The old lady wanted to vomit, but a red handkerchief covered her face.

Just when everyone was watching what Bai Lingmiao was going to do, a deep voice sounded from a distance.

"Xiaoman!! Bai Lingmiao!" That was Li Huowang's voice.

The sound of the drum suddenly became unstable, and the tune changed again.

"Send you the three-tone drum before leaving, and send you to the ancient cave to cultivate immortals!"

"Send you ridge after ridge, send you mountain after mountain!"

"Don't call your brother horse stung. If you don't leave, I'll slap it! Dong Dong Dong!"

The three-way drum stopped, and the vision that happened to Bai Lingmiao stopped immediately.

After returning to normal, she obviously heard Li Huowang's voice, and quickly took off the red hijab from her head and walked out of the room quickly.

He grabbed the drum in the hand of the Great God and put the red hijab on her head again. Bai Lingmiao hurriedly greeted Li Huowang who came with a large group of people from a distance.

"Brother Li, have you come down the mountain? Are you all done?" she asked with a smile.

Carefully, she saw that Senior Brother Li was now carrying two swords on his back.

"Well, it's almost there. I heard them say, you came here to exorcise evil spirits? How is it? Are you finished?"

"Well....no, I thought she hit something else, but nothing came out. I tried several ways, but I still don't know what happened to her."

When they just returned to the house, the other party Zhao Qin was carefully helping his wife up.

After softly calling for a few words, he found that there was no response, Zhao Qin suddenly looked at Bai Lingmiao anxiously.

"Girl, what's going on with the old man's wife now?!"

There was obviously anger in his tone, but it was natural. Seeing his wife being tortured like this, the result was the same as before. It was natural for him to have anger in his heart.

Taking a look at the old woman's demented appearance, Li Huowang, who showed a tired look on his face, said to Bai Lingmiao, "Let's go, if it can't be cured, don't treat it. We're not short of fifty bucks."

"Wait!!" As these two words burst out of Zhao Qin's mouth instantly, the people in the whole **** bureau began to surround him with bad eyes.

Li Huowang looked at everything in front of him indifferently, and slowly held the hilt of the sword behind him with one hand.

"Qiang!" The blade was pulled out an inch from the sheath, and everyone around them immediately began to surge up, as if they were in the center of the battlefield.

This abnormal feeling made Wang Chengxing on the side turn pale, and he knew that he was in big trouble.

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"Senior Brother Li! Don't do this, it's our fault..." Bai Lingmiao hurriedly pulled Li Huowang's sleeve with his hand.

With the blade sheathed, the indifferent Li Huowang was about to turn around and leave.

"Son... Mother, I'm sorry for you..." This voice made Li Huowang suddenly stop and look at the old woman again.

The other party looked like this, making him feel a sense of deja vu.

Seeing her hands being bloodied by the chains, she felt an inexplicable fire in her heart.

The old woman's expression changed again, and her hands tightly pinched Zhao Qin's neck. "You return my son! You return my son!!"

Li Huowang took the child Yang and walked over.

"I'll return! I'll return your son!" Pushing Zhao Qin away, Li Huowang shoved the confused child Yang into the old woman's arms.

The moment she hugged Young Child, the old woman became quiet, leaned her face over, and touched the other's hair over and over with her hands.

Li Huowang looked around the room and said with dissatisfaction in his tone, "Why don't you even have a window? Wouldn't she be afraid of being alone in the dark?"

Zhao Qin didn't react for a moment, it all happened too fast.

"The old lady's wife is like this, still afraid of the dark?"

Li Huowang pulled out another long sword and easily cut off the chain on the old woman's hand.

"Even if she's crazy, it doesn't mean she can't feel anything!! She'll be afraid, she'll be in pain! She'll feel lonely without anyone to accompany her!"

"Do you think she wants to be like this? She doesn't want to! But she really can't do it!" !