In the eerie, phantasmagorious red palace, a woman sitting on the throne of white bones, wearing a big red dress, with a bewitching face, was smoking a very delicately made cigarette pouch pot in a daze.

As the smoke cleared, a hint of anger gradually appeared on the face of the enchanting woman, and she took out a dark green porcelain bottle from a black sachet embroidered with roses around her waist.

Just as the woman with a bewitching face was about to open the porcelain vase, a panicked shout sounded outside the crimson palace, "Lord Yasha, it's not good, the cold of the ice spring water has all dissipated!"

After hearing this, the woman with a bewitching face stopped the cigarette pouch pot close to her lips in mid-air, and her face looked cloudy as she clenched the armrest of the Throne of Bones slightly.

At this moment, a ghost, who was thin and short, and whose face was easy to make people feel a sense of disgust, looked panicked, and staggered into the red palace.

After being stunned for a moment, the woman with a charming face put the exquisitely made cigarette pouch pot on her lips and took a deep puff, she slowly exhaled the smoke and said in a cold tone: "Meng worm, what is going on, there is a thousand-year-old ice catfish entrenched in the ice spring, with the soul power of the two of them, how can they kill the thousand-year-old ice catfish!"

The thin and short ghost's frightened lips trembled: "Lord Yaksha, that dirty fool and white-faced scholar are not mortals, one of them is the Monkey King, and the other is a golden saint, they can't afford to offend, I advise Lord Yaksha to give the two of them ......"

Before the thin and short ghost cha finished speaking, the bewitching woman suddenly stretched out her arms and detained the onicha to her side, her nose twitched and she took a deep breath, and the thin and short onicha directly turned into a cloud of white smoke and entered the nostrils of the bewitching woman.

After the enchanting woman let out a sigh of enjoyment, she slowly spread out her palms, and two pairs of boys and girls jumped down from the palms of the bewitching faces, and she groaned and said, "You four go to the grotto and arrest those two boys for me, don't hurt their lives!"

After the two pairs of boys nodded to the enchanting woman, they both turned into a halo of light and flew towards the grotto.

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In the grotto, in the pool that has become a hot spring, Yang Huaiping and the white-faced scholar chatted happily, and the white-faced scholar couldn't help but be impressed by Yang Huaiping after hearing some of his remarks and views that Yang Huaiping had led him for thousands of years, and his attitude was also humble to the extreme.

Just as Yang Huaiping and the white-faced scholar were chatting happily, four halos of light flew in from outside the grotto, and they appeared in front of them in two pairs of boys and girls.

Yang Huaiping tidied up his somewhat wet hair, he gently patted the white-faced scholar and said in a deep voice: "It's just four little ghosts, Brother Ning's cultivation is transcendental, and they will be handed over to you!"

After saying this, Yang Huaiping stabbed himself into the ice fountain and disappeared, and then the white-faced scholar sat cross-legged in the ice fountain and began to meditate, but he suddenly found that his mind could not be silent for a while.

In a hurry, the white-faced scholar couldn't help shouting at the surface of the ice spring, "Brother Yang, come out quickly, I really can't handle it!"

At this moment, two pairs of boys and girls met and besieged the city, muttering and muttering, not knowing what to say, only to see a boy in black clothes and a round hat leaping forward and scooping up the white-faced scholar in the ice fountain.

Immediately afterwards, the two pairs of boys and girls began to beat the white-faced scholar fatly, after a burst of punches and kicks, plus a circle kick and stomp, the white-faced scholar with bruises on his face and two blood lines hanging upside down on his nose struggled to get up, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Huaiping who was hiding under the water of the ice spring and said angrily: "Brother Yang, you are not moral!"

When the two pairs of boys and girls finished beating the white-faced scholars, they all showed a comfortable expression on their faces, just when the two pairs of boys and girls were about to enter the ice spring to catch Yang Huaiping?

Yang Huaiping suddenly got out of the water, he jumped in front of two pairs of boys and girls, Yang Huaiping took out a thick stack of dark paper from his arms that had been dried by him with true qi, he divided the dark paper into four piles and handed them to the two pairs of boys and girls with a flattering face.

The two pairs of boys carelessly took the paper into their arms, the corners of their mouths outlined a strange smile, glanced at Yang Huaiping with appreciation, and then took him and the white-faced scholar out of the grotto.

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Drifting away, two pairs of boys and girls walked into the red palace with Yang Huaiping and the white-faced scholar, and after the enchanting woman saw the arrival of the group, she slowly spread out her palms, and the two pairs of boys and girls suddenly turned into four halos and disappeared into the palms of the enchanting women.

The bewitching woman looked at Yang Huaiping, who was as clean as ever, and the white-faced scholar with a bloody face, these two completely different situations, the bewitching woman with a charming face shook off the long hair that reached her waist, and the corners of her mouth outlined a smile and slowly walked towards Yang Huaiping.

Yang Huaiping looked at the bewitching woman in front of him, he felt like a thorn in his back, and his whole body couldn't help but shiver.

The woman with a bewitching face stretched out her Qianqian jade finger painted with Dankou and picked Yang Huaiping's chin quite lightly, she said with a charming face: "Yes, he is a smart person, even the little ghosts under my hands can buy it, you can!"

Yang Huaiping suddenly turned into a bitter gourd face, and his lips trembled up and down: "No, I was just more obedient and didn't resist, so I wasn't beaten!"

"Obedient! I like obedient men, who would dare to be naughty with me......" The seductive-looking woman let out a string of silver bell-like laughter, she walked up to the white-faced scholar, pursed her rosy lips and sucked sharply.

I saw that a stream of bright red blood around the white-faced scholar was extracted, and in an instant, he turned into a miserable white skeleton.

The enchanting woman exhaled softly, and the miserable white skeleton suddenly disappeared with the wind, dissipating without a trace.

After seeing this scene, Yang Huaiping felt like he had been struck by lightning, and he felt as if his head had been hit by a heavy hammer, making a buzzing sound.

At this time, the bewitching woman let out a giggling laugh, she took out a dark green porcelain bottle from a sachet embroidered with roses on her waist, the bewitching woman slowly opened the lid of the porcelain vase, she poured out a jet-black insect from the porcelain vase and put it to Yang Huaiping's mouth, "Eat it, eat it, I will let you live." ”

Yang Huaiping looked at a cold light that inadvertently flashed in the eyes of the bewitching woman, and he bit his lip lightly and swallowed the whole worm.