I muttered dissatisfiedly, "I'm obviously painting a chicken, and it's really bad to chase the wind!"

Looking at Rong Ji again, after the chicken on his face hit the ground, it suddenly began to swell, bulging like an insect, which really looks like a snake.

Rong Ji was embarrassed, "Stupid, I forgot to draw my feet when I painted chickens!"

No wonder I always think that the chickens I draw don't look like chickens!

I nodded happily, pleased with my painting.

These days, I can't be with Rongji, so let this chicken accompany him!

Chasing the wind and Iron Hand looked at each other, staring at the chicken for a while, not knowing what to say.

Rong Ji squatted down and watched the chicken go out of his mind.

"It's not good! wolf king's pen!" Rong Ji's tone was anxious, and he was about to rush back.

I hurriedly drew a wall in front of Rong Ji to prevent him from going back. I wrote on the wall, "I'm fine, don't read it." ”

He breathed a sigh of relief, but still rebuked me in an unkind tone, "You moved Master's file? Don't you know that the file is full of dangers and is very dangerous?"

I silently put away the Kunlun mirror, he was so fierce, there was no way to talk to him calmly.

But even so, Rong Ji still burst out with a roar of gnashing teeth, "And Song, are you in arrears?"

The charm turned her head and looked at me suspiciously, "I seem to have heard Rong Ji's voice just now, could it be that he is looking for you?"

Master chimed in, "He seems to be asking if you owe it to you!"

Murong Yanxi looked at me in surprise, "Are you really a Tibetan?"

She ordered the ghost girl to search my body, but the divine power floating around me made the ghost girl dare not approach.

I can't be quiet if this damn taboo is fierce? I have to make it known to everyone, and I want to save face!

I looked at the people in front of me who were full of doubts, and explained, "You heard me wrong, just now the little boy in my stomach was hungry, and he lost his temper in a bad mood!"

The charm glanced at my stomach, a little lonely in her eyes.

Murong Yanxi stared at my stomach curiously, "In your stomach, there is a soft glutinous rice dumpling?"

"The little boy is not a glutinous rice dumpling, the little boy is a young god!" the little boy protested.

He's been getting older lately, and when I kick my legs, I can't bear it, it doesn't hurt, but I always feel like I'm going to be pushed up.

Murong Yanxi pouted in disappointment, "I saw that you had a good skin, and I wanted to dedicate you to my father as a favorite concubine." Since you have children, I have no choice but to kill you and peel off your skin to cover you with a blanket. ”

"Murong Yanxi, if you don't restrain yourself, I'm afraid that you have not been killed by Murong Qianyin, and you will have become a dead soul under my sword. I looked at her calmly, unconcerned about the resentment that emanated from her.

Murong Yanxi was a little jealous, took a step back, and said to himself, "When you return to the palace, see if you dare to be so arrogant!"

The four ghost girls surrounded me and whimpered at me with expressionless faces, as if to warn me and beg me for mercy.

I tugged at Master's sleeve and asked, "Why are there so many unrelated people in your file?"

Master sighed, "Master was chivalrous and righteous back then, and there were many people who helped, but there were also many people who offended. Master burned King Shura's beard, and he chased and killed me for a while, and then somehow fell into the dossier. However, he was so powerful that he fell into the file alone, and within a few hundred years he married his daughter-in-law and became a king. ”

The Ghost Palace, exuding a strong ghostly aura in the dark night.

I looked up at the palace suspended in mid-air, and I always felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it for a long time, it wasn't until I saw the ancient runes on the huge column in front of the palace that I realized that the entire palace had a formation that I couldn't understand.

I whispered to the ghost, "Can you understand the formation?"

Wei Mei shook her head, "I led the troops to the battle, and this part of the formation was all solved by Rong Ji, and I never bothered about it." ”

Since the three of us don't understand the formation, the Ghost Snake Palace is even more difficult to enter. The formation is very evil, and it can often kill opponents who are several times stronger than themselves, so you still need to be cautious.

Murong Yanxi turned around, hooked his lips and smiled, "Please, everyone!"

I thought to myself that we have both the Kunlun Mirror to take refuge and the Axis to return to the city to use in an emergency, and it should be no problem to save our lives.

I took the lead in following behind Murong Yanxi and walked up the ladder that hung down from the height.

The surroundings of the ladder are full of wandering spirits and wild ghosts. They obviously don't have much resentment on them, but people with hideous faces and weak minds will inevitably be affected by them.

As soon as I looked up, I happened to see a white female ghost, crawling down the ladder, she raised her head and smiled at me, her hands as cold as ice touched the backs of my hands, and tried to interlock my fingers.

I used the Ice Cream Sword to cut off a piece of her jet-black hair, "Princess Yanxi's hair has been chopped, I see that your hair is growing well, I want to borrow some from you, you won't mind, right?"

She tilted her head, it should be my calmness that surprised her.

She snapped her head with a clatter, even a little funny.

I patiently held the ladder and watched as she turned her face to the back of her head and her mouth to her forehead.

Seeing that she was performing very hard, I casually picked up some grievances from the pile of wandering spirits on the side of the ladder and handed them to the female ghost, "The performance is very exciting, these grievances are considered a reward for you." ”

The female ghost looked at the resentment in my hand in amazement, broke down and cried, "Huh, why aren't you afraid?"

"When I was a ghost, there was no you in this world!" I said triumphantly, pushing her aside and continuing to climb the ladder.

The female ghost coughed out a mouthful of old blood and spat it all on the face of the master who was following me.

Master was spurted by the dark red blood that suddenly exuded a rancid smell, and all his gray hair was dyed red.

"What's the situation?" the master wiped the blood from his eyelids, opened his sesame-sized eyes, and finally saw the face of the female ghost clearly.

Master screamed, "Ghost!"

I'm a little speechless, no matter what the master says, he has been a god for tens of thousands of years, how can he see a ghost and still panic like this?!

I turned around, ready to pull Master. But the master himself let go, threw his head up, and fell down the ladder.

Wei Mei wanted to help, but now that she had lost her immortal power, the strength in her hands couldn't hold her master's weight at all.

Oh no! I saw a barb growing at the bottom of the ladder, and if Master fell, wouldn't he be pierced into a bloody hole?

In desperation, I let go of my hand and flew down in the direction of the master, and instructed the ghost, "Draw a rope and pull us up!"

In response, she took out the Wolf King Pen, and with a big swing of the pen, a lengthy rope hooked towards the master's waist, and she fixed the other end of the rope to the ladder and let him climb up on his own.

I was relieved to see that Master was safe and sound.

The charm drew another rope and put it around my waist, but the barbs on the ground were rising rapidly.

"Watch your back!" exclaimed, pointing behind me.

I didn't have time to grasp the rope, and just as I thought I was going to be stabbed into a hornet's nest, a pair of hands steadily scooped me into my arms and carried me up the ladder.