Running for hundreds of miles, Zhao Gao was panting and frightened.

Cheng also pan the cave of the underworld is defeated and the cave of the underworld, and he has his spirit here, but if Bei Mi business thinks about it, he will bury his soul here. It was clear that Kitayayoi was not threatening him, but was really murderous.

Taking his life to gamble, Zhao Gao felt that he still had a glimmer of hope.

Now that things have come to this point, he doesn't mind letting go if that damn ghost girl doesn't show up tomorrow.

The corpses and bones are piled up on the mountain, and the ten thousand spirits fill the road, and I don't believe that the evil spirits and imps who have accumulated under their hands for two thousand years can't restrain Kita Yayoi for a moment. You only need to aim at the timing, and there is no king who can't shoot.

Don't underestimate me Zhao Gao, although the spirit of resentment can't be put on the stage, but ah, everyone underestimates this energy that seems to be uncontrollable.

You can't look down on Beiyasheng, don't you look down on it, but you have also relied on the Disk Cave to condense so far!

For the past two thousand years, who is the person who has been guarding the Panying Cave every day? It's me Zhao Gao. If it weren't for the Immortal Cave Spirit in Bei Yayoi, how could he, Zhao Gao, be willing to be subservient?!

Looking at the red flame in the poor furnace, I felt very uncomfortable.

The furnace is separated from the furnace fire, and the Necrophantom people are so shrewd that they are embarrassed to call themselves pure by nature. Pure fart. Without the blessing of the furnace fire, the Earth Poor Furnace will not be able to achieve its due effect at all, and it can only melt the soul of the dead to refine the soul pill.

But fortunately, there is still this use, otherwise he would have used to restrain his evil spirit army.

Today's scale is indeed worthy of being called a legion. If he Zhao Gao wants to make waves in the world, there is really no one who can suppress it, just waiting to take the Immortal Cave Spirit from Bei Yasheng, and the general situation is just around the corner.

The ghost girl and the fool Fusu didn't know where they went, and the news that Liao Bolun got only said that the two had gone on a trip.

Hehe, idiot, all fucking idiots. Meng Yi's pig can't even get his words?!

For this reason, Liao Zhongqing was tortured by Haosheng. However, Liao Bolun still couldn't pry Meng Yi's iron mouth open. You can't use it strongly, since Kita Yayoi's plan hasn't started to act yet, then his plan can't achieve the desired effect.

Wait a little longer, tomorrow at noon, and make arrangements for whether you live or die.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao summoned a touch of filthy air, and he approached the ground to form an evil spirit. After a few words, the evil spirit left the Hidden Cave and headed into the distance.

Runlu Mountain, the morning light is beginning to appear.

After a month, the plum trees in the front yard have become bald, the grass beside the stone steps has grown tender and green at some point, the favorite gable in the backyard is covered with all kinds of vines, and the leaves are sinuous and dense in every corner;

The seedlings on the grape trellis pulled out some young shoots and coiled around Meng Yi's newly repaired sturdy pedestal, which looked vigorous and grew gratifyingly.

It's just that no one on the mountainside has ever shown his ability to swallow clouds and spit out fog. The swing rack is also empty...

Lin Ran and Luo Bin, who got up early, went down the mountain along the stone steps and walked to the mountainside, Lin Ran habitually turned his head to look, and silently turned his head as if he was a little lost. Luo Bin smiled and whispered, "I'll be back." I've said I'll be back, don't worry!"

Lin Ran nodded, no matter what her brother said she asked her to take care of herself, my brother just took your sister-in-law out on a trip... But the sensitive Lin Ran felt a little uneasy in his heart, and vaguely felt that things didn't seem to be as simple as they seemed to be.

I asked Brother Midnight, and I also said that she was reassured. Sister Xuan has similar feelings to her, in the end, they have lived together for many years, and their hearts are still slightly similar. Sister Demon's face is getting worse and worse, and I don't know when my brother will come back, I'm really worried...

As the two drove onto the road, Su'er returned.

Taking advantage of the early morning wind, it is pleasant and comfortable. Standing on the highest roof of the third floor, looking at the sparkling lake in the distance, my lips lightly opened and silently chanted something...

Meng Yi moved to a new home, which was a week ago.

But soon, in the way that Su'er traveled through the mountain, it took less than two minutes to arrive. This is also convenient for her to often go to the door to have a meal or something, which is bitter midnight, and she is really alone. I was disliked for not being good at my craft, and after a few days of practice, it was time to show my real skills!

When Su'er smelled a strong fragrance, she blinked a little unbelievable.

When I came to the living room, I was wearing the apron left by Meng Yi in the middle of the night and looking like a virtuous man, holding a small pot of sweet potato porridge, two small dishes on the table, and sugar cakes were fried on the stove over low heat...

Time is already very beautiful! Fusu Sangxia is also here, and it is even more perfect.

Su'er slapped her palm on Midnight's shoulder, "Yo, it's good, I've learned something." ”

Eighty percent of this girl is the reincarnation of King Kong, how can her strength be so great? Every time she slaps her, Qiao Ziye feels like vomiting blood.

He raised his chin proudly, "Just kidding, there's nothing that my Uncle Qiao can't learn, it's not bragging, Brother Meng's current craftsmanship may not be as good as mine!"

"Blow it, you..." Su Er put two bowls of porridge in her mouth, and then chose a side dish to eat in her mouth, and when she landed, "Well, well, tsk, really, it seems to be pretty good!"

"What do you mean," Qiao Ziye took off his apron and sat down at the table with two sugar cakes, "come, try this again." I did what little Sangxia did before... Bumping, hot mouth"

"Hey..."

"Look at it, look at it, isn't it, greedy mouth can't eat long brains. It's so hot that you can stuff it in your mouth. Come and show me, what's the scalding?"

"Get out," Su'er glanced at Midnight. If this guy gets closer, he won't be looking, but can kiss him directly.

"Shameless, huh!"

Without warning, the golden light fell, and a familiar voice sounded.

Su'er and Midnight were stunned, one was still babbling a small piece of sugar cake in his mouth, and the other was snoring porridge with a bowl. The sugar cake hung on his lips and fell, and the porridge was half-sucked and he didn't have time to swallow it...

Sang Xia stepped to the dining table from the living room in three or two steps, grabbed the remaining sugar cakes in the plate and stuffed them into his mouth, looking like he had never eaten in eight lifetimes, biting into his mouth, his hands kept moving, and immediately held the pot with some sweet potato porridge left in his hands.

Su'er blinked, and suddenly cried.

Midnight's eyes also flickered, looking at Fusu and then at Sang Xia, his lips pursed, and he didn't know what to say when he was excited.

I was anxious to say something, so I choked on the porridge that I didn't have time to swallow.

With a sharp cough, Fusu walked up to him with a slight smile and gently rubbed his back... After easing down, Qiao Ziye hugged Fusu and didn't say anything.

Are they stupid? Of course not. The person who knows Fusu best is no more than midnight, and the companionship of two thousand years is not fake. Even if Meng Yi can reach the highest level of tacit understanding with Fusu, the careful observation of Fusu's words and deeds is no longer midnight.

This is his only and best brother. Fusu's message is very simple, just saying to travel, and the caliber is the same. only mentioned one more sentence to Midnight: If I don't come back, you and Su'er will live a good life.

What is this? Explain the aftermath? Is there such a sloppy thing?

For this reason, Qiao Zi was angry at night for several days without eating or drinking, until he was so hungry that his eyes were full of gold stars and his lips were peeling, and he was persuaded by Su'er to get up from the bed.

It's rare that she is willing to be so gentle with herself, and she can't be angry with someone who suddenly disappeared because of playing with someone.

Su'er naturally knew what Midnight was worried about, and he said that he was vomiting. Ghost letters.

I'm afraid I don't dare to say it, just make an excuse. Fusu didn't even leave a message for her, only put a beautiful hairpin next to her pillow in her room. Everything is in plain sight, she has never been a hypocritical person, and she doesn't need to say anything.

She understands everything! Because she does, she should take on the responsibility of taking care of Midnight. Although she didn't know why she was taking care of the goods, she subconsciously did it.

"Sang Xia, you dead girl!" Su Er's face was full of tears, and she slapped her palm on Sang Xia's body. She didn't suffer as much as Midnight, and smiled completely insensitively and took out the cherry blossom from her pocket, "I'll give it to you." It's very fragrant, smell it. ”

Su'er was dazed, surprised and depressed for many days, and rushed out with tears in one breath.

Sanxia sat down beside her, wiped off the crystal, and then patted her head again, "Okay." It's me who is not good, and I will tell you next time I leave, whether it is good or not. ”

"You still want to have a next time, believe it or not, I'll beat you to death with the Emerald God Chain. One feigned anger, and the other cooperated and begged for mercy, "Okay, okay, I was wrong." ”

Midnight watched the two girls laugh and scold regardless of their image, grinning silly, but nervously holding Fusu's hand revealed the uneasiness in his heart.

Fusu patted the back of his hand, sat aside, and looked at the dishes on the table, "Meng Yi is not here, you are so capable, and you have learned to cook!"

It's time to show off and raise a hand, "I, I, it's me." After a long period of hard training, how is it? Hey..."

Fusu chose a side dish, gave a thumbs up with Sang Xia and said, "Not bad, not bad." ”

"Hey, how did you say that? I can't bear to look at it for three days, right!"

Burst... Qiao Ziye almost squirted out and laughed angrily.

"Sangxia, who taught you this, tell Brother Midnight. ”

I don't know what Sang Xia is thinking, so I subconsciously glanced at Fusu, now it's okay, the fuse of the war was triggered in an instant.

"I'll let you teach you nothing, have you ever been a gentleman or what, what have you taught in a mess?" Fusu looked innocent and spread his hands, "What do you have to do with me?"

It's always a joyous time to be reunited. What's more, for everyone, it's a lost gain.

Fusu is determined to go to the realm of the dead, and is ready not to return. Midnight Su'er actually knew in his heart that he must have something big to do. And, most likely, there will never be a return.

He's not going back to the woodlands to sleep. If it weren't for the lack of certainty, he wouldn't have said a word to Midnight.

If I don't come back... When did Fusu ever have such unconfidence?!

But no one asked, not that they didn't ask, but that no one wanted to mention it at the moment.

There seemed to be a dark cloud looming in front of everyone's eyes, but it was within their power to turn a blind eye. Even Fusu may have something to do without returning, so how can Midnight and Su'er help?!

understands the truth, so naturally there is no superfluous talk.

Midnight's debut was a great success, with a table and basin cleaned up, and another pot of sweet potato porridge and two new sugar cakes. After watching the two of them eat cleanly with satisfaction, Qiao Ziye's mood was unprecedentedly comfortable.

It turns out that being appreciated is such an accomplished thing, too, cool!

The bird spread its wings and soared again on the mountainside, and the space was obviously not as large as before, and it flew a little less wantonly. However, for the sake of the noodles that the master left for it, it was still very happy...

The swing, which had been empty for a long time, finally ushered in the person who loved it the most, Sang Xia hung lazily on it, and Su'er pushed her to play in the back, neither of them thought it was boring.

The laughter like a silver bell spread, and after a while, Mingtang's brigade came to kill.

Yuan Shen came back, and his face was not very good.

When he saw Fusu standing properly in front of him, he finally let go of his face that had been tense for a long time. Guiwu looked around Fusu inside and out, nodded and felt a little relieved.

didn't care about saying anything more to the old guys, and first contained the golden light spiritual power to envelop the demon.

"What's wrong with you? How did you become like this? What about your bodyguard?"

"What are you doing?" he didn't show his figure, only a faint chill wafted out of one place.

I only hear his voice but I don't see his person. Alas, forget it, this crystal man looks quite dazzling anyway.

Fusu asked the reason, shook his head and said coldly: "Although your spiritual power is not weak, it can't withstand such consumption. If you continue to be willful like this, no one will be able to save you. What's wrong with the formation? Why is it so powerful?"

This is no longer just a matter of spiritual power being swallowed, cracks have appeared in the base of the demon, and if the situation worsens, the soul realm carrying spiritual power will collapse.

It's like a pond cracking its banks, and at that point, even if he has the power of starlight, he won't be able to fill a pool that can't hold water.

A demon's whole person is described as withered, not only his face is stiff and pale as paper, but he has also lost weight more than once. If the soul realm is damaged, the body will be weakened with it. It's impossible for her not to understand, it's all like this, and she doesn't know why she has to hold on to this?!

Ah Youqiang smiled to himself, and replied in a weak voice: "It's not in the way, I have my own way." ”

Yuan Shen glanced at Ah Demon and sighed secretly. didn't say anything more, just looked at Fusu fixedly, and the guesses in each other's hearts were exchanged with one look.

Fusu shook his head slightly imperceptibly, and Yuan Shen nodded thoughtfully.

Sending everyone away, Duduyuan Shen excused himself and stayed.

"Is there a change in the world of the dead?"

Fusu looked at Yuan Shen quietly, groaned for a moment and nodded.

Not only to Yuan Shen, but also everyone on the mountain and under the mountain, he didn't plan to hide it anymore.

Moreover, I can't hide it, and what should come will always come.

Besides, we are not fragile and incompetent.

It's time for the secret clan to get ready and gather everyone's thoughts.

He is not a person in the realm of the dead and has no right to make this matter public, but he lives in this world like everyone else, and there is no reason to hide it.

No one can stay out of the way, and no one can save this coming storm on their own.

The building will fall, who is lucky?

No one is anyone's savior, but someone wants to give it a try!

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