The Blood Rakshasa hasn't been anywhere lately. Anyway, it's the same everywhere you go, it's a place without spiritual power, so it's better to stay at home and concentrate on studying the string of colorful glass beads.

She tried to inject her spiritual power into the glass beads, and one of the beads in the string of glass beads actually shone brightly.

The more spiritual power is infused, the brighter the bead will be.

When the brightness reached the time when the Blood Rakshasa found it in the Cloud Mountain, the second bead slowly lit up.

And trying to make this second bead shine was obviously more difficult than the first bead, and the spiritual power it required was exponentially increased compared to the first one.

Although the Blood Rakshasa guessed that if this string of glass beads fully bloomed with the light of that day, maybe she would be able to return to the Xuan Ling Cultivation Realm.

But she didn't dare to try any further.

Now there is no spiritual power to replenish, and these few attempts have swallowed a lot of her spiritual power, if she continues to waste it, maybe one day she will really sit on the mountain, and even the spiritual power to save her life will be gone.

"Begonia, go and see, why is this Luo Mansion so lively today."

The Blood Rakshasa lay lazily on the bed and waved at the begonia.

Although the movement is still far away in the front yard, it can't hide the ears and eyes of the immortals.

It's just that the Blood Rakshasa didn't want to spend spiritual power to listen, so he let Begonia investigate.

After a while, Begonia ran back, her little face flushed with excitement, "Miss! Miss! The national teacher is here, and it turns out that the national teacher is here! ”

"The national teacher is here, what are you excited about?"

The Blood Rakshasa lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.

"It is said that this national teacher is the most beautiful man in the world!"

Begonia said with a heart in his eyes.

Blood Rakshasa "Oh"

sighed, it turned out that the girl Begonia was a nymphomaniac.

"The first in the world is the first, why is it still a 'supposed'?"

Haitang's excitement came down immediately, and he said with regret on his face: "Because the national teacher has always worn a mask, few people can see his true face, but I think the emperor must have seen it, right?" ”

With a mask?

Maybe it's a fame and reputation seller.

Blood Rakshasa muttered in his heart.

"You've never seen it, and you're excited like that."

Maybe it's ugly, that's why I wear a mask and don't dare to show my true face?

Begonia's small mouth just pouted, as if she was very unhappy that the young lady said this, but then she heard the Blood Rakshasa continue: "What's more, they are here to collect demons, are you still happy?" ”

Yes?

Begonia was dumbfounded, and then, the group walked into the small courtyard of the Blood Rakshasa in a majestic manner.

Surrounded by everyone, it was a man dressed in white and wearing a mask, if he didn't look at his face, he really felt that he was a jade tree in the wind, and his demeanor was graceful.

Just standing there, he had a feeling of spring breeze.

The Blood Rakshasa walked out of the house and stood opposite the national teacher, she wanted to see how this national teacher who pretended to be a ghost wanted to take her in.

"This is the demon you want me to take?"

The national teacher spoke.

His voice is also pleasant, like a clear stream, stirring the pebbles in the river.

"Yes, yes, that's her."

Luo Yanming hurriedly said.

"I said, I can't take this demon."

The national teacher shook his head and smiled.

"Why?"

Luo Yisong was a little anxious.

"Why didn't you agree to come from the beginning? With the power behind you, you can definitely see at a glance that this woman is possessed by demons! ”

The Blood Rakshasa was surprised, he didn't expect this national teacher to have such a different attitude.

Upon closer inspection, she sensed something.