The people of the Song family will appear here, it must not be because they are bored and wandering around, but because this happens to be a must-pass place for them.

They are going to find a real person, and it is said that the real person will tell fortunes and look at the faces of destined people, and the most effective thing is not to be.

When the head of the Song family was young, he was fortunate to be instructed, and he admired the ability of this real person the most.

At this time, the family ushered in two promising descendants, and there was about to be a fairy fate, but the position of the head of the family can only be passed on to one, and only when it is settled, the clansmen of this branch can enjoy the blessings.

The future of the monk is too long, and no one can say what will happen in the future.

However, this real person, the head of the Song family is particularly convinced of him, so he will come thousands of miles to find someone.

At this time, because the people of the Song family encountered a demonic beast on the road, in order to preserve their strength, they had to take a long detour, and they happened to pass by here.

Jiaoke has been psychic, is a person with cultivation, there are spirits here are naturally perceived, aside from everyone and come to check alone.

The noble lady kept her eyes on the actions of the coquettish, and she caught up with her as a fart.

No one knows where the old woman went, but there is one point, Mao seems to have been saved, which is a great kindness. The three of them surrounded the coquettish guest and gave them their most precious treasures.

The noble lady saw it in her eyes and was jealous in her heart, but she couldn't do anything about it, so she had to bury some careful thoughts in her heart.

Because he knew that he was in the secret realm, Jiaoke's thoughts of leaving faded, and he and a few people continued to wait outside.

Miss Gui watched a few people sitting openly, standing with some disgust, and didn't talk to those people.

Sanshi was an anxious child, and couldn't help but ask Jiaoke to the bottom of the matter, "I see that Miss Song is a talisman master, but when she responded to the enemy just now, she didn't use any talismans, how did she break the old woman's dark spell attack?"

With a headache on her face, she explained, "I really didn't do anything, I just glanced at her." ”

"Just because of one glance, the person is gone??"

Mao looked so surprised that his jaw dropped.

What kind of magic is this? It's unheard of, unseen.

Jiaoke shrugged his shoulders and made a reason for himself, "Isn't that it, my feeling is that I can restrain that old woman, as for why this is happening, I think it's probably because my spiritual sense is beyond ordinary people, otherwise I wouldn't be able to be a talisman." ”

It's speculation, but that's the truth. I have to say that since the end of the thousands of knots, the whole person seems to have been reborn, and he has changed greatly.

This is also the reason why when anyone meets her again, he doesn't dare to get too close to her.

She is strong, confident, and unspeakably beautiful.

He is weak, has low self-esteem, and is always ready to survive in secret.

What else can two people say about such worlds apart?

Among the three, the crown prince Baqi has the most deep understanding of spiritual sense, because after he broke through the realm of the god king, he felt it deeply.

"Every monk's spiritual sense is strong or weak, this is determined by nature, and cannot be changed. Miss Song can have such an opportunity, which is really envious of us. ”

"Ahh ”

Prince Baqi hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, no, what I'm talking about here is an ordinary monk, we cultivate the amount of spiritual energy stored in the body, and there is no corresponding exercise to cultivate spiritual consciousness."

You runes are different, you are very different from the path of normal monks. If you make rune paper and specialize in the cultivation of spiritual consciousness, you can naturally feel the strength of spiritual consciousness.

That old woman, the exercises are weird, maybe she is just right with you. It's also thanks to meeting you, otherwise, the three of us men would have to die here, the kind that doesn't even leave scum. ”

He had just carefully looked at the place covered by the black whirlpool, and the turf, gravel, dead branches and leaves on the ground were all gone, as if someone had scraped the surface of the ground with a knife, leaving the bare ground.

It's so ruthless!

"Alas...... Who knows, perhaps. Our generation cultivates by feeling the stones to cross the river, who can be the teacher of our generation, and who can be the teacher of others?"

Mao sighed.

That's why he had a 10-year limit on accepting disciples. Ten years later, he had explained to his disciples about the cultivation of the matter, and they no longer needed the guidance of his master on how to go in the future.

And he himself, the more he cultivated, the more unknown things he encountered, and he was still at a loss and needed others to guide him.

A few people said lively, the noble lady stood stupidly for a while, until her feet and neck were sore, and then she saw the Song family's large army coming over.

The head of the Song family saw that he was an acquaintance, and he happily joined the ranks of the bonfire barbecue.

When he was eating vigorously and was full of wine and food, he only heard a "bang" explosion, and a huge mushroom cloud rose from the secret realm not far away, and countless gravels splashed in all directions.

Gathered around the bonfire, except for the head of the Song family, who was an ordinary man, the rest were monks, each casting a spell to fly the rubble away.

The head of the Song family was favored because of this, but he was not injured by the rubble.

On the other hand, those servants are full of colorful clothes on their bodies, their faces are scratched, their clothes are scratched, and even the worse ones are beaten, and their eyes are blinded, and so on.

For a time, all kinds of wails, screams, and cries for help were intertwined, converging into a song of heaven and earth, which moved everyone who heard it.

"Ahhhh!!!h

This screaming loudly was none other than the noble second lady of the Song family.

Her voice was so sharp that several people who were close to her covered their ears in pain and said with a displeased face: "Little girl, what is the ghost roaring ghost called, it's just a disfigurement, and it's not dead yet."

When you die, it's not too late for you to come back and mourn. ”

"Hmm...... You care about me, I just want to scream!ahhhh

Because she was preached, Miss Guiqi howled even harder.

She was really panicked, and there were two marks on her face. Subconsciously, she suddenly compared her flower-like face with the ugliest person in the Song Mansion.

That's also a man with an injured face, as ugly as he is, and the whole house, whoever sees it will take a mouthful of saliva.

At this time, do you want to become such a person?

It's so scary to think about it, the noble lady is terrified.

"Call it, even if you cut your throat, it's useless!"

Jiaoke glanced at her coldly and told the truth.