The ancestor of the chrysanthemum bat flew to one of the eaves of the southern city, closed his wings and stopped, his eyes watching the sunset.

Xiangmian also landed on the eaves steadily, appearing in front of the chrysanthemum god, her eyes were full of panic, and she was almost about to kneel.

"You little devil has done a good job all the way, I deliberately spared your life in the City Lord's Mansion, why do you still want to catch up and send you to death?"

"I'm here to ask the great god of chrysanthemums to let go of personal grievances," Ying Xiangmian knelt on the rubble, his eyes sincerely pleading.

"Shut up! I've just reached the realm of turning into a human, where do you dare to talk about being a god, don't talk nonsense with your little mouth!" Jutou said with a slight anger.

"That's... Lord Jutou, please let go of the innocent people in Nancheng! The people here are like the creatures in the mountains, there are good and bad, there are flower demons in the mountains who are fat for people, and there are flower spirits who help people to be happy. ”

"There are hard-working people in the city, kind and generous girls, there will be selfish, biased fools, all beings are equal, don't kill thousands of good people for some little evildoers. ”

Ying Xiangmian cautiously comforted again.

Ju Tou said angrily: "I know that you have done a little good thing, but they died in a thought, and my relatives have a short life in this life." ”

"Then you have destroyed the people of Nancheng now, aren't you also destroying their lifetime, this short life, in a single thought!" Ying Xiangmian suddenly stood up boldly, and she retorted.

"Those good people who have not done bad things, aren't they innocent? Why do you let them taste their lives, let their relatives be separated, their lovers will be separated from each other, and their friends will die in misery! Aren't they the new 'chrysanthemum bats' who have been brutally killed by the executioners!"

Xiangmian shed two lines of tears, and then said with red eyes crying.

Ju Tou turned his head and wanted to scold her, but he said angrily: "Are you a man who stands up to the sky? ”

Ying Xiangmian wiped her tears with one hand, her eyes were still crying, she snorted and said: "I'm not a man who stands up to the sky, why can't I cry weak and helpless, and cute!"

Jutou saw this kind of man for the first time in a hundred years, and when he heard this unique answer, he immediately fell in love with this different young man.

That's not how the plot goes.

The old man with the chrysanthemum head immediately said angrily: "Little ghost, pick up the domineering of the starting man, you are my old guy looking at the separation, and the stomach is disgusting!"

"Kikutou-sama, do you want to sleep upside down because it's getting dark? and then stand like this all the time, it's very uncomfortable," Xiangmian asked with tears in her eyes.

"No, I see you're about to throw up!" Jutou said helplessly, this young man doesn't have a bright brain except for crying.

"Jutou-sama has a place, you better go and take a look! after all, your relatives are lying in it, they must miss you very much," Xiangmian said as she picked up her sleeve and wiped her tears.

"Let's go, little ghost, it's better to see them than to see you!" The old man with the chrysanthemum head put his hands behind his back and strode away.

"Lord Jutou, not the road ahead, but into my body" Ying Xiangmian reminded nervously, for fear that the great god of Jutou would leave without a smoke, and a bunch of bat corpses would stink in the book spirit space.

And the old man with the chrysanthemum head was startled by his words on the spot, and fell on the eaves, he was afraid that his reputation would be lost in the evening!

Then they entered the space of the book spirit, and the poor book spirit, the ink pool, the tea wu, the mountain evening and the red myrtle they shrank in a small corner.

The space was filled with bat meat, they couldn't go anywhere, and their bodies couldn't move, Shu Ling put Ying Xiangmian in his heart and cursed a million times.

"Lord Jutou, these are your millions of descendants, since you gave birth to them, you can help take them all away!" said Xiangmian earnestly again.

The old man with the chrysanthemum head became more and more annoyed the more he looked at it, and he scolded angrily: "These are fruit bats, and the pile over there are dog-headed bats, which ones are my descendants!"

Ying Xiangmian suddenly replied in surprise: "Aren't they all bats and hemp, you don't remember the villain, and take them away together!"

Ju Tou was so angry that he put a bunch of bats into his space ring, and then said with a tired waist: "You kid is really thick-skinned, shameless, even dare to take advantage of me!"

Ying Xiangmian knelt down again, and she said with tears in her eyes: "I'm sorry, Lord Jutou, for the harmonious development of human society, the stable rotation of the earth, and the eternal form of the universe, you can let me take it once!"

Then she cried again, as ugly as a shrew scolding the street.

"Don't talk about those useless words, my old man can't understand a word, since you have knelt down and collected the corpses for my children and grandchildren, I don't remember the little children" The old man replied helplessly on his mouth and in the depths of his heart.

Who made him transform into a human for a hundred years and sealed the plague virus is because he himself has a dream of "Batman".

Then Xiangmian took out the blood purple again, and asked weakly, "Lord Jutou, have you ever seen this thing?"

"I've met once, if you want to know anything, just ask! Anyway, after coming out this time, my old chrysanthemum will go back, and I will never leave the deep mountains and old forests again," the old man said with a heart for the common people.

"Then you can tell me about Shenwei Ding's surprise appearance in the Xuanling Continent and his fight with the three martial artists of the other world!" Ying Xiangmian said very curiously.

"Probably a few years ago, it was said that the god Mighty Ding, which can make the living disappear and the dead resurrected, appeared in the sky above Mt. Kankan. ”

"The heavens were thundering, the earth was shaking, and countless deformed dry wood people fell, and they caused chaos in the world, and then I sent them into the bottom of the Great Rift Valley. ”

"But in addition to these low-end creatures, there are also three peerless masters of the other world who have fallen, and they have been blown up to the dust, I was just passing by at that time, and I secretly laughed, and they fought with me in annoyance. ”

"It's... You martial arts masters, because of such a simple trivial matter, you fought with an incredible face.

"There are even more sloppy ones, believe it or not, I'll cut you right now!" Jutou touched his beard and said with an angry face in his eyes.

"Wow~Wow~Wow~~" A piercing cry made a disturbance again.

"Please put away your clumsy acting, old guy, I have lived for hundreds of years, I really can't stand this!" Jutou scolded angrily again.

"What about that, are you used to seeing it?", Ying Xiangmian slapped her before she could finish asking, leaving a deep imprint on her face.

Then the old man said: "The three men, a man and two women, the men's hair is strange, as if the ink is dyed unevenly, the two women are beautiful, one eyebrow will catch fire when angry, and the other face is shabby, and finally I beat the three of them down, and they have never met again." ”

Jutou talked excitedly about the past, without the previous anger.

"Is it so simple to say more, seniors, tell the juniors!" said Xiangmian again.

"Seeing them out of the unknown mountain, I don't know the rest, but that man's mind is deep and has the ability to make people lose their will, and it probably has something to do with the purple stone in your hand. ”

"Then he was still at the bottom of the Great Rift, and set up a formation of seven pearls, let me crack it, I won't break it! How did you get there, how did you break the formation, I don't want to know!" After the old man finished speaking, he got up and wanted to leave.

"Jutou-sama, can you tell a little more secrets, old timer?" asked Ying Xiangmian again.

The old man with the chrysanthemum head no longer paid attention to her question, and spread his two-meter-long wings and flew out.

Ying Xiangmian chased after him and said: "Lord Jutou, you must live happily on the mountain, and your children and grandchildren will enjoy their old age happily! ”