Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Er Shen looked down at the golden ring on his ankle, his voice trembling. "Brother Li"

Tears soaked through the red hijab, leaving five tears of different sizes on the red cloth, which seemed to be both excited and sad.

Bai Lingmiao couldn't see through her, and Er Shen's body seemed to be wrapped in a cloud of fog, making him unable to use his ability of sitting and forgetting to see her emotions clearly.

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

He has seen the appearance of the two gods many times, and naturally he will not be frightened, but the current appearance is a little different from the past. game

On most of the beast's face, there were relatively few traces of other beasts, and the fox's silver-white hair obviously took up the bulk of it. The short thorns between the white hairs were as close as possible, as if he wanted to make himself look better.

Li Huowang stared at her small half of her face, which belonged to a mortal, and the resentful eyes on it. These eyes were too similar to Bai Lingmiao in the past. He seemed to think that Bai Lingmiao, who had been with him from the view of Qingfeng, appeared again. in front of yourself.

When Li Huowang couldn't help himself, he reached out and stroked her cheek. The scales under the hair made his fingers feel a little tingling, and it also woke him up. No, the two gods are not her, Miaomiao in the past will never forgive herself.

The gloomy Li Huowang's hand was about to fall slowly, but was firmly grasped by Er Shen's hand with sharp nails, five fingers interlocked.

But when Er Shen opened her big mouth full of fangs, revealing the forked tongue inside, she gave up first, covered the red head on her face, and left with a choked sobs. Li Huowang didn't chase after him, silently watching the two gods gradually disappear into the darkness, and sighed softly.

Although he knew that the two gods were also a part of Bai Lingmiao, the only difference was the distribution of the pains and sorrows, but he really didn't know which attitude to use to face her, except that he also brought her an ankle ring.

Treat her as Bai Lingmiao as well? Two Bai Lingmiao? Li Huowang always felt a special awkwardness in his heart.

When Li Huowang, who was a little depressed, returned to the lively banquet, he was still thinking about the teardrops from the corners of Er Shen's huge beast's eyes. When he came back to his senses, he saw that the bowl in front of him had been piled high with various pieces of chicken thighs.

Bai Lingmiao on the side picked up a chopstick and placed leeks on the top of his bowl, "I'm done talking? Hurry up and eat, this banquet is for you." Li Huowang stretched out his right hand towards the table, but didn't take it. Instead of chopsticks, he took it to the jug next to him.

Reaching out to fill himself a glass, Li Huowang raised his head and drank it directly.

The drowsy feeling of drunkenness that was lost and recovered once again enveloped his brain, and this feeling of numbness in the scalp can make his heart feel better at the moment. To be honest, he has no experience dealing with this, he was just a high school student in the past.

"Why is this kind of troublesome thing not enough? Can't you stop it?" Li Huowang muttered to himself while holding the wine glass, and he poured himself another glass.

Before he drank himself down, Li Huowang figured out the problem. In fact, these emotional troubles also existed in the past, but in the past, he was always in the middle of life and death, between reality and fantasy, and he didn't have time to think about these trivial matters. …

After the banquet was over, Li Huowang, who was half asleep with the smell of alcohol, felt that he was floating, as if he was lying on the clouds.

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

Subconsciously reaching out and pulling, Li Huowang hugged a soft body, stroking the hairpins between the strands of hair, he lowered his head and kissed it.

Bai Lingmiao was walking among the winding dirt roads in Niuxin Village. The windows around her were lit by candlelight. Everyone in the family was discussing happily. The meat and vegetables they brought back were planned to be eaten in a few days.

"Miaomiao, everyone's life is much better now than before. After eating, there are still leftovers." Chun Xiaoman on the side smiled and said to Bai Lingmiao. "If you want the horse to run, you must let the horse eat grass." Bai Lingmiao walked towards the Bai Family Ancestral Hall in the distance with a face full of indifference.

"Besides, it doesn't cost much money. The money Lu Jiaban earns is enough for them to eat. I didn't expect Lu Jiaban at first, but I didn't expect his fans to earn more money by singing in Daliang. "

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

Talking and asking, Bai Lingmiao and the two had already entered the Bai family ancestral hall, skillfully turned the three monkeys with their hands, and walked in along the secret door. The oil lamps in the underground hall were lit, and the hurried sound of mantras came up along the empty stairs.

"The sky is round and the place is square, please God come down to the altar to help the child, the sky urges the ground to urge, the ancestors fly back with the clouds, the ancestors fly back with horses, and come to the altar to support the child..."

When they entered the hall, they saw that Lu Xiucai was wearing a paper apron full of scriptures, holding a triangular white lotus flag in one hand, and a dagger with two thorns in the other, constantly beating with the spikes on both sides. own brain.

".The left eye turns into the sun, the right eye turns into the moon, and the sun and the moon shine brightly. The disciples come to worship with sincerity."

The thorns on the short sword had already smashed his scalp, and scarlet blood slowly fell from his forehead, covering his face, and with his excitement at the moment, he looked particularly terrifying.

"The deity of this altar descended very quickly, turned into a god, turned into a god, turned into mountains and rivers to open the light, step by step to receive and guide, inch by inch to help the child, help the child to shine, open the golden mouth and report clearly!!-

As he shouted the last words, he suddenly raised his right foot and stomped the ground three times, and everything returned to calm.

Looking at Li Xiucai who was staring with anger at the moment, like a statue parked there, Bai Lingmiao frowned slightly and thought about it. With a "jin" sound, she pulled out the long sword from Chun Xiaoman's waist with one hand, and pointed it directly at Lu Xiucai's waist. chop off.

But when the blade collided with Li Xiucai's body, a crisp sound of gold and stone unexpectedly came out. Bai Lingmiao was not at ease and tried a few more times, but could only leave a shallow scratch on Lu Xiucai's body.

You must know that Chun Xiaoman's sword was given to her by Li Huowang~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Although it can't kill evil spirits, it can still cut iron like mud. But this time, the sharp sword can only have such an effect on Lu Xiucai. It has to be said that at this moment, Lu Xiucai is already invulnerable. The excited Lu Xiucai lowered his head and observed his body, feeling so excited that he couldn't help himself.

In order to practice this magic, how much pain and how many beatings did he endure! But when this moment came, he suddenly felt that everything was worth it. Suddenly his expression became gnashing of teeth, and the short sword and triangular white lotus flag in his hand trembled uncontrollably with his hands.

"Damn it! Damn old bones! How dare you hang me up and beat me! Don't stop me! I have to take revenge today! I'm going to tear down his old bones!"

"What are you—" Chun Xiaoman was about to step forward, but was directly stopped by Bai Lingmiao's hand. "We won't stop you, go ahead. Your father drank a lot of alcohol tonight, so he should have slept very well."

Lu Xiucai let out a low roar, raised the dagger in his hand and kept waving it, and rushed towards the secret door excitedly.

But when he was about to walk out the door, his pace became slower and slower, and the scolding in his mouth suddenly increased. "Don't stop me!! I slaughtered his **** today!!"