In the past, he couldn't fight Yexi, because he was the ancient god of war, loved by the mother of the earth, brave and good at fighting, and invulnerable.

But now, he knew that the high god of war was not invulnerable.

His biggest weakness is love.

And Su Gu is his love calamity.

Buddhist scriptures say that the reincarnation of cause and effect is true. Feng Shui takes turns, Yexi, do you think you can really break off love and break off love?

As everyone knows, cover your ears and steal the bell, and the valley is not covered with a lot.

The monk of the eight directions smiled, and the white figure disappeared in front of the ghost venerable in a moment.

Looking at the direction in which the monk of the eight directions disappeared, beside the ghost venerable, the figure of the small group condensed out, looking at the direction in which the monk of the eight directions disappeared, and his immature face was expressionless.

Ghost Zun stretched out his hand, covered Xiao Tuanzi's head with his rough palm, touched his furry little head, and said with relief: "You don't have to worry, the person he wants to hurt is Yexi, not your mother." ”

Xiao Tuanzi couldn't speak, and he couldn't see emotions in his dull eyes.

Ghost Venerable bent down and touched his little head with a smile, looked at his dull gaze and expressionless face, and said, "It's really pitiful, you can't even speak, you must be very uncomfortable, right?" Come, godfather will take you to find a good thing, eat it, and you will be able to talk. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the little ball and headed towards the mortal world.

Far away, in the rolling yellow sand, the little monk dragged Han Qizi to run forward on the desert with difficulty, his heart pounding suddenly as he ran, and he kept chanting Amitabha Buddha in his mouth.

In the vast desert, the wind pulled the yellow sand and rolled up, and in the endless desert, suddenly a white light rolled in the sky and suddenly fell in front of the little monk.

The little monk was startled, his face was full of yellow sand and he retreated, and when he looked at it, Hua Yao, who was in white clothes and white robes in front of him, landed on the ground, and his eyes fell on Han Qizi.

Su Gu said that the ghost venerable was hiding on Han Qizi's body, and he immediately tracked Han Qizi's whereabouts after receiving the news and chased him here.

He walked towards Han Qizi, the little monk hurriedly retreated, looked at Hua Yao carefully, and asked cautiously, "Excuse me, are you an immortal?" ”

He just "snorted" and appeared, is he a god?

Hua Yao ignored him, squatted down to check Han Qizi's body, his palm covered his heart, and only found the ghost cocoon that had already broken through the cocoon in his heart, and there was no ghost zun and Su Hu.

It's a step too late.

Looking at Han Qizi, who was imprisoned and his soul was half dead, he raised his hand, the immortal qi at his fingertips condensed, and quickly untied the imprisonment on Han Qizi's body, Han Qizi gasped, instantly sobered up, and scolded when he woke up.

The ghost venerable occupies his body, but he knows exactly what he has done with his body, his soul is imprisoned in his body and he can't do anything, so he can only do it in a hurry, and now it is easy to get rid of it, and he is suddenly angry and anxious.

The little monk hurriedly ran over, helped him up, and said, "Master Han, you have finally woken up." ”

Hua Yao withdrew his hand and got up and asked, "Do you know where the ghost venerable went?" ”

Han Qizi stood up and said, "I don't know where he went, but when he brought me here, I know better than anyone what he was thinking in his heart, he was going to release a demon monk named Bafang, and then he went out of my body." ”

The little monk hurriedly said: "I saw it, right over there, he destroyed the purification spell on a tower and went towards the inside of the Futu Tower, I felt that something was wrong, so I ran away with Han Gongzi." The little monk said, raising his hand and pointing into the distance.

(Markor Literature-)