Kemeng wants to compare with me, and she doesn't accept me as a holy son.

I don't care, since there are people in the faction who are not convinced, then I will be convinced.

I got up and held out my hand, "Please." ”

Kemeng snorted and took a step, his fist wrapped in a wonderful witch aura, but it opened and closed widely, and he slammed into me with a punch.

This is not as mysterious and elegant as witchcraft, ten streets worse than Mulan.

I waved my hand directly, and the qi of the five elements surged, overturning Kemeng in one fell swoop. She threw herself on her back, her toes curled up in pain.

"Wow, junior brother is so amazing!" The senior sisters applauded, and Le Xien also nodded, looking at me like a baby.

Kemeng was half angry and turned over with a slap on the ground, clasped his hands together, recited a spell, and then pointed at me: "Extinguish!" ”

The invisible witch aura is like a ghost, directly hitting my three souls and seven spirits.

I still waved my hand, and the witch qi was immediately crushed, and Kemeng was shocked, and staggered backwards, hitting his head on the door, and he was dizzy.

"Senior brother is too powerful!" The senior sisters clapped and their eyes were full of stars.

Kemeng squatted down with her head in her hands, tears fell from her eyes in pain, and then ran away.

"Kemeng, come back, we'll leave later." Lexien shouted.

"I'll get in the car myself!" Kemeng didn't look back, and he was angry.

"Senior brother, don't blame, senior sister is like this, she is the godsister of the teacher, so she is more arrogant." A group of senior sisters apologized on their behalf.

I didn't care, looking at Kemeng's back, I was curious about her outfit: "Why is she dressed like this?" It's the same as Mulan of Wuzong. ”

"Yes, the idol of the senior sister is Mulan, she learns everything from Mulan, and we all doubt her sexual orientation...... Hey. The senior sisters snickered, revealing expressions that women understand.

Kemeng is afraid that she doesn't love Mulan.

When it comes to Mulan, I have a little headache again, after all, I am a rival with her.

"Boss, I still want a mask, I don't really want to show my face." I made a request, it's better to cover my face this time, no matter how clear the ghost is and hide in the crowd, I don't believe that Mulan can still catch me.

Lexien didn't refuse, and gave me a grimace mask.

At this point, the preparations were also in place, and more than a dozen senior sisters who were more than five times got on the bus—this bus was rented and would take us to Fangchenggang.

I also got into the car and saw that there was already a girl sitting in the back seat of the car, she was barefoot and cross-legged, looking out of the window coldly and proudly, motionless, it was the senior sister Kemeng.

I didn't touch my head, so I just found a vacant seat to sit down, but more than a dozen senior sisters all came to my side, handed me water and snacks, and asked me if I was dizzy.

I can't cry or laugh, if this scene is seen by the young, I Li Shiyi will not be able to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

Finally, Le Xien also came up, and the car set off.

Along the way, the senior sisters were chattering, and they also said that they were going to reunite with other sisters, so excited—their disciples of the Xiashan faction were scattered in the southwestern cities, and they wanted to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of men, so they rarely met.

I also roughly learned about the number of people sent by the Kasumiyama to go to the trial this time.

More than five people went, and there were more than 30 people in total, and the number was still considerable.

It's a pity that there are no particularly outstanding people, even Le Xien is only at the peak of the sixth, so the Xiashan faction has not been in the stream.

All the way to the fat ring swallow thin, my bones are crispy, listening to the lark-like laughter of the senior sisters, who can withstand it?

In the afternoon, the bus entered Fanggang City and arrived at the concentration site.

It didn't take long for the sisters to reunite.

There are a total of thirty-three people, plus the head teacher and Kemeng, a total of thirty-five people, by the way, and me.

This time, it was thirty-six people sent into the ghost cemetery by Kasumiyama.

There are twenty-five people in the five-fold, ten in the six-fold, and one in the seventh.

I was watched again, and my senior sisters who had never seen me all looked at me with a smile, and that look was too ambiguous.

Le Xien was also a little ambiguous, she announced: "Okay, everyone is here, stay in the hotel for one night tonight, go to the Ghost Canyon tomorrow morning, meet with the Southern Demon Dao, and enter the cemetery together!" ”

"Okay, I want to live with my junior brother and save money for the sect!"

"I live with my junior brother, I have been insecure since I was a child, I am too lacking in love."

"Do you want to be shameless? It scared the junior brother. Come with me, junior brother, I will protect you. ”

A group of senior sisters have turned into evil wolves, although they don't really want to do anything to me, but they will definitely secretly suck a few breaths of essence when they sleep together.

I have a little numb scalp, and I flash first in respect.

"You guys move in first, I still have some business, I'll go see an old friend, bye-bye." I hurriedly ran away, otherwise I wouldn't want to be comfortable tonight, and the senior sisters would definitely sneak into my room.

I ran away, and the sisters were helpless, so they stomped to the hotel.

I breathed a sigh of relief, found a place to eat, and when it got dark, I decided to go to the bars in the city.

I don't want to see an old friend, I just want to find out how this trial went.

And there are a lot of people in the bar, maybe the demon monk is also in it.

As expected, tonight's bar was unusually hot, and it was already full at eight o'clock, and there were only one-third of the ordinary people, and two-thirds were monks.

These monks are basically witchcrafters.

Wu is an ancient and mysterious thing, inherited for thousands of years, with countless branches and mutations, each with its own differences.

Theoretically speaking, the witchcraft of the Wu Sect is the most authentic, but the witchcraft of the Natural Calamity Sect is also extremely powerful, and it has evolved into the four major natural disasters.

Of course, the demon path in the south is not all about cultivating witchcraft, and there are also cultivators of ghosts, just like Qilinzi.

I walked around the bar, threw a drunken monk out of the way, and sat in his place, listening to the chatter around me.

The bar music is very harsh, but with my hearing, I can still sift through some useful information.

"Mulan Witch and Wu Shengzi have come to Fanggang City, let's just follow them into the cemetery."

"Did you hear that? There seems to be something wrong with the ghost graveyard this time, the Demon Dao Ancestors have only been in for two days and come out, and they seem to be frightened. ”

"The Heavenly Demon Sect, ten miles east of the Jealous Ghost Cemetery, died last month, and a skeleton stretched into the Jealous Ghost Cemetery, listening to the evil sect."

It wasn't what I expected, the Demon Dao monks were actually gossiping about gossip, and they seemed to be a little cowardly.

Something is wrong with the Ghost Graveyard?

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden commotion at the door, and someone shouted: "The Son of Wu is here!" ”

I raise my eyebrows, and the enemy meets.

The whole bar was silent, and the dancers on the stage were confused, they were ordinary people, and they didn't know why the guests were suddenly quiet.

"Then the music and the dance, and a few more bottles of red boxes." Wu Shengzi's voice was full of anger and a little cold.

All the monks observed the words and greeted each other, and some people gave up their places and invited the Wusheng Son to sit down.

Unfortunately, Wu Shengzi sat next to me, and a large number of monks gathered around.

Wu Shengzi said impatiently: "Get out!" ”

A group of monks who wanted to pat their quickly slipped away, leaving only six or seven holy sons and holy daughters who came with the black holy son, but they were also as quiet as cicadas.

When the wine came up, the atmosphere eased.

A saint coquettishly opened the cap of the bottle for Wu Shengzi with her lips, and said coquettishly: "Wu Shengzi, what's wrong?" Asking us to come out to drink and still look like this, scared the baby to death. ”

Wu Shengzi ate this, hugged the holy woman, and pinched it viciously before he said comfortably: "Damn Mulan, how noble she thinks she is, I expressed my love to her, and she actually said that the goddess would not marry, and she would send her off directly!" ”

"So that's the case, the holy daughters of the Wu Sect all want to become goddesses. But ten generations of shrine maidens may not be able to produce a goddess. After ten years, Mulan will not be able to become a goddess, and then she will be abolished, and Wu Shengzi will catch her as a toy again...... Hee-hee. ”

"That's it, the witch sect has been a witch for ten years, and Mulan has been a witch since she was fifteen years old, right? She won't be able to do it for a few years. ”

The sons and daughters expressed their opinions and eased the atmosphere.

Wu Shengzi smiled: "It makes sense, but if Mulan can't be a goddess, I won't marry her, I can play with it as a toy, and I will reward you for playing with it when the time comes." ”

"Thank you, Wu Shengzi, the slave family wants Mulan to lick my feet for me...... Oops, don't dare to say it, don't dare to say, shhh ”

"Hahaha!"

They laughed.

I frowned and my eyes froze.

These demons are really made, and they are too inferior.

I glanced at them and saw Wu Haotian of the Shadow Demon Sect, except for him who was smiling awkwardly, the rest of them were laughing wantonly, catering to Wu Shengzi's words.

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