Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Demon Spirit Is Strong
Mortal Theater.
As soon as the singing in the stands ended, the table in the middle of the hall began to shout.
"Come on, come on, buy Zhang Ye's side of the bet, buy Li Ye's side of the bet, buy out of the hand, buy out of the hand!"
Theatergoers left their seats one after another and rushed to the top of their seats, scrambling to place bets.
What is Zhang Ye, Li Ye? What are you betting on? Ling Xiaoliu was curious and wanted to squeeze in to take a look, but he didn't squeeze in for a long time, and just wanted to use a spell, he suddenly smelled a demonic aura, and there seemed to be an uninvited guest at the door of the theater.
This demonic aura is very strong, obviously not an ordinary little demon, Ling Xiaoliu has also followed his senior brothers to catch a few goblins in the lower realm, but the cultivation of those goblins is obviously not as deep as this demon who entered the theater.
It seems that today is not in vain, the real show in this theater is about to begin, Ling Xiaoliu returned to the seat where she had just watched the play again, and she will shoot when it is time to make a move, maybe this time the mortal world will save people and make meritorious contributions, and the master will let her move freely wherever she goes.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoliu grinned.
A few days ago, Ling Xiaoliu went to the mortal world to play, and inadvertently took a fancy to a mortal boy who was extremely handsome.
Brother Gongzi'er has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face is like a carving, his facial features are distinct, his nose is high, and his red lips are moderately thick, he looks quite debauched.
So he quietly followed this boy brother to this theater, but as soon as he entered the theater, the boy disappeared, it turned out that this boy brother was not an ordinary mortal, but there was no demon on his body.
Ling Xiaoliu, who returned to Kunlun Mountain, always had the appearance of this handsome boy in his mind, maybe it was really a spring heart, but he didn't know the origin of this son, Ling Xiaoliu wanted to go to the Nine Heavens to check and see if this boy was an immortal in the Nine Heavens, but the master explicitly forbade her not to go to the Nine Heavens.
So the only way left is to go to the theater where he once appeared to wait for that son-in-law, Lingxiao Liu's ghost is like a ghost, and secretly came to the theater twice in the nether realm, plus this time a total of three times, and he didn't wait for that son-in-law brother every time.
The first two times were to pull the fifteenth senior brother as a shield, and today the fifteenth senior brother was arranged by the master to go out to do errands, only herself, she really looked a little lonely.
Because Ling Xiaoliu didn't tell Senior Brother Fifteen clearly, Senior Brother Fifteen just suspected that Ling Xiaoliu had a problem with his sexual orientation, but this kind of thing can't be persuaded back in one or two sentences, not to mention that Ling Xiaoliu is still young, maybe it's just playing, so he let him play.
"Look, Master Li is here!"
The people in the theater jumped for a while, as if they had seen something terrible.
"Master Li, sit here. ”
The second junior in the theater ran to Li Ye diligently, bending over, for fear of offending this big man.
Ling Xiaoliu sat in the corner and carefully observed the man called Li Ye, Li Ye was five big and three thick, and he was a ruthless character at first glance.
However, the demonic aura seems to be on him, why did a goblin with some Taoism come to the mortal theater?
Ling Xiaoliu gossiped and asked about the person next to him.
"Big brother, who is this Master Li, why are you so excited to see him?"
"You don't even know Master Li?"
The man next to him showed an exaggerated expression, as if he didn't know that Li Ye was a big deal.
Ling Xiaoliu shrugged his shoulders, shook his head and said, "I'm from out of town, I really don't know." ”