Emperor Shakyin's hair was a little disheveled, and his expression was a little tired, and it was obvious that the fierce battle inside had consumed a lot of his strength.

He glanced at Luo Qingyu coldly: "It's quite enjoyable for you to watch the play here." ”

actually looked at the □□ of a resentful spirit, and judged it......

This girl doesn't know how to write the word shy?!

Luo Qingyu rolled his eyes and retorted unceremoniously: "You asked me not to move here." "What can she do if she doesn't watch the show?

Emperor Shiyinjun's face sank slightly, he didn't let her move casually for the sake of her health, but he didn't let her keep her eyes open, right?

Shouldn't she close her eyes when she saw that obscene ghost?

But I didn't expect that she not only watched it with relish, but also disliked other people's 'small' ......

It's really-

What a disappointment for him!

Emperor Shiyin suddenly found that his heart, which had always been uneventful, began to become a little unsettled-

Luo Qingyu looked at his uncertain face and suddenly felt a blessing in his heart: "You can't be-vinegar, right?" ”

A heart jumped slightly, and it would be a good thing if he could be jealous-

Emperor Shiyin glanced at her rather strangely, and replied to her unceremoniously: "You think too much!" ”

Actually, he just has some love.

He suddenly realized that he was a little nosy, and casually threw her a red thing: "Swallow it and meditate for half an hour." ”

Luo Qingyu took it in her hand and saw that it was a small bead as red as glass, the size of a thumb, dripping and rolling in her palm.

This is the heart of the blood corpse?

She thought it was like a heart!

Luo Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, if Emperor Shiyin really threw her a bloody heart, she really didn't have the courage to swallow it alive......

She took the little bead into her mouth and swallowed it, and then meditated and digested it the way he had said—

Emperor Shiyin glanced at her meditating with her eyes closed, and flew into the air again.

At this moment, the compound was surging again because of his disturbance, and there were countless red lights that seemed to break through some invisible barrier to rush out of the hospital—

The manic black gas bubbled like a volcanic eruption......

His face was calm, and he took out the flute again and played it slowly.

The sound of the flute is melodious, like a Sanskrit singing, flowing between heaven and earth, and gradually calming those restless resentful spirits......

This time, the resentful spirits in the compound were obviously not as easy to deal with as last time, and Emperor Shiyin's forehead was sweaty, and his face turned pale again, and it took a lot of effort to finally make the compound quiet again.

It's just that this time the calm is not really calm, and there are strange roars in the courtyard from time to time, like a beast locked in the gate rushing left and right to get out of the cage-

Emperor Shiyin lowered his eyes slightly, it seems that this place can't stay any longer!

He must quickly return to Heaven and let one hundred and eight Buddhas come and transcend, otherwise this place will become a great disaster in the Three Realms!

He slowly fell to the ground and looked at Luo Qingyu who was meditating with his eyes closed, she had to completely digest the bead and still had a stick of incense, but he couldn't wait!

Forget it, he'd better get her to the sky first.

As long as she doesn't use her mental power at this time, she will naturally be able to recover in another hour.

He leaned over and picked her up again: "Let's get out of here first." "Striding forward.

Luo Qingyu was startled, he- why is he still addicted to holding her?!

"Aren't you meditating?" Didn't he let her meditate for half an hour?

"You can be healed in an hour without using your mind." Emperor Shiyin explained lightly, and his feet did not stop.

Okay, Luo Qingyu stopped talking and obediently let him hold it.

Just after walking a few steps, Emperor Shiyin's steps suddenly paused slightly!

There were two people rushing over like the wind in front, and the one in front was wearing a blue shirt, with a long figure and a handsome appearance, it was Lan Xiu.

Behind is a peerless beauty, dressed in light purple, with cloudy sideburns and misty mustaches, fluttering clothes, but it is Yan Chi.