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The suburbs of the city are remote, and most of the pilgrims in the main city go directly to the Guangming Temple or Yuelao Temple in the city, and few people will come to worship the Lord Chenghuang.

When Lan Linglong and the puppet boss arrived, the four puppets had already arrived, but the invited guests had not yet arrived. Lan Linglong carefully inspected the formation arrangement in front of the City God Temple, and then sat cross-legged and sat on the ground with a pipa in her arms.

Sit tight.

After a while, the wind blew up, and the surrounding groves were blown to a "rustle". Rows and rows of trees were bare, withered bodies, and brown moss crept into the wrinkles of the bark.

Suddenly, there was a string of small and light laughter.

Hearing this, Lan Linglong raised her eyes.

Yan Erniang walked out of the woods with a smile and said, "Linglong girl, early in the morning, if you don't come back to our flower building, what are you doing in this wilderness." ”

Lan Linglong patted her chest in fright: "Mother Yan, you suddenly appeared like this, but it scared me." My heart is still jumping up and down. ”

"Yo, Mom, I'm better at the end of the day. Yan Erniang shook the silk handkerchief coquettishly and said, "I heard that the girl accompanied the Shangguan City Lord to visit the temple fair last night, and my mother was very curious, so I came to take a look." ”

"This little thing, how can I bother Mother Yan to come over to take care of it. ”

"Hehe," Yan Erniang covered her mouth with a handkerchief, smiled coquettishly, and said, "Lan Linglong, do you know what I admire you the most?"

Lan Linglong raised her eyebrows and said, "Mom, please speak." ”

"Hehehehe...... ," Yan Erniang's tone rose in vain, and her eyes were fierce, "It's just that I've grabbed your tail, and you can still be so calm." ”

Lan Linglong concentrated on fiddling with her pipa strings, and didn't raise her eyes: "Yes, how could I give birth to a tail, Sister Xian is afraid that she is laughing." ”

Yan Erniang was stunned, she didn't expect Lan Linglong to recognize it so quickly, her eyes rolled, and she smiled: "Oh, Linglong really has very sharp eyes, and with a human skin mask made of faceless, you can also recognize people." ”

"The smoke Erniang in the pickle jar in the firewood room of the flower building, when did you kill it. ”

"We didn't have a place to stay when we came before, but the boat was floating on the river, and it was a good place to stay. It's just that Yan Erniang is very noisy, I'm afraid that she will do bad things, and if she solves it, she will have a place to stay, so that it is convenient for a few of us to get together," said Yan Erniang smiled and tore off the character mask on her face with her backhand, revealing her original face.

I saw her wearing an orange peony skirt, with a gauze hat attached to the back, covering the back of her entire head, and the silk threads embroidered golden flowers in full bloom, which only made people look bright. The eyes are full of clear waves, and the lips are lowered a little, and they are like Danguo. Her hair was fluffy like mist, she seemed to be smiling all the time, and dimples loomed on her cheeks.

Before anyone arrives, the voice greets first, and the laughter is sweet.

The laughter was soft, thin, densely packed like thousands of delicate hair needles drilling into the limbs and hundreds of remains, itching along the blood meridians.

Lan Linglong knows this woman's temperament, if she laughs happily and speaks more beautifully, it means that the more angry she is, the stronger her killing intent.

Xiao Weixian's left hand turned in the air, revealing a blood-red umbrella.

This umbrella, called Beauty Face, is a personal weapon for laughing immortals.

The body of the umbrella is red and dripping with blood, and the skeleton is made of specially soaked and polished human bones. Hidden in the handle is a sword in the umbrella. It is rumored that every year, this umbrella requires eighty-three human life blood sacrifices, and it is soaked in living human blood for 7749 days to control its bloodthirsty demonic nature.

"Sister Fairy even brought a beautiful face, tsk," Lan Linglong stood up slowly, she glanced at the woods, and said, "What's the matter, in the woods, are still hiding and don't dare to see people? Everyone is a grasshopper tied to a boat, just come out." ”

There was a squirting in the woods, and a few people came out.

"Sister Linglong, I can't blame my sister for hiding so much and refusing to come out to see you. If you want to blame, it's weird, this face is too ugly," Xue Langgan was holding a human skin mask that had not yet dried, and it seemed that it had just been torn off, only to see that she threw away the human skin mask with some disgust, wiped her hands, and even threw away the handkerchief with her hands: "Faceless Lang has to ask my sister to wear Xue Qing's human skin mask and move her hands and feet beside Shangguan Liuyun." ”

Zhaoxue Shura, known as the soul is broken and there is no way to snow dry.

The snow is really good-looking. Apricot eyes like water, seemingly clear, but as deep as a pool of water, I don't know its thoughts, the black snail Dai painted the willow eyebrows, but also lined out the delicate skin, the complexion is as white as snow, the waist is like a small barbarian, the coat is a black soft yarn, the slender figure is vividly embodied, and the walking is graceful.

"Sister Xue, you're still so naughty. If you stay by Shangguan Liuyun's side, you will be guilty of hard work," Lan Linglong plucked the pipa strings, lowered her eyes and asked casually: "I see that Shangguan Liuyun has been sick and disabled and has not improved, is it because Sister Xue is making a fuss in his decoction." ”

Xue Langgan had an extra comb in his hand, and he took the comb in his hand and combed the ends of his own chest again and again. Her long, soft black hair reached the heels, and she was covered with a netted hair ornament made of black hair, circled with lustrous agate, and the jasper agate hanging down her shoulders on either side, and a small comb carved from agate fell from her forehead:

"Sister Linglong is still so smart. I haven't seen you for a long time, Linglong's sister's hair is still so black and shiny, let my sister show me," she looked at Lan Linglong's long hair like splashing ink, her eyes were greedy, and she liked it: "I really want to tear it off and make it into soul-breaking hair." ”

The comb in her hand is a terrifying soul-breaking comb. Xue Ganping has a habit of collecting the hair of the dead. Especially the hair of beautiful women. If she wanted to take the hair, she would have stripped off the scalp of the dead. Use the Soul Breaker Comb to comb neatly one by one. The Shura Soul Breaking Decision she cultivated, that is, she used thousands of hair strands to comb the Soul Breaker as a guide, threaded a needle, and thousands of hairs that were difficult to see with the naked eye came and went freely in her hands, each of which was as sharp as a blade.

Lan Linglong's lips hooked: "If Sister Xue likes it, what if Linglong gives it to you." ”

"Linglong, don't miss Xue Po Niang's way," She Tanhua who stood next to her scolded: "Xue Po Niang, you are fiddling with your wig, who doesn't know that you are hanging around with a wig all day long, and there is a bald head without an inch of grass under the wig." ”

Xue Yan glared: "Do you have the ability to try again? "She hated it most in her life when people said she was bald.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it back, take it back," Shetanhua has handsome and feminine facial features, and the tail of her left eye is close to her temple, with a small snake python pattern. The complexion was gloomy and cold, sickly pale, faintly visible under the pale green blood vessels under the skin, a trace of essence in his eyes, and his eyebrows and eyes were faintly demonic.

Tanhua Shura, known as the snake Xianggong, gives up the flowers.