Zhang Xiaoluo is not in a hurry, it is still early, he knows that the time for the marriage of the falling flower girl is when he is a child, and there are still nearly three hours to go.

Before the child, you should be able to repair most of the internal organs, right?

Zhang Xiaoluo thought so.

All he had in his hand was a lancet knife, which he had picked up from the man who had assassinated him. Unexpectedly, the instinct was not discarded, and was taken to Xiangxi Huatong.

Except for this knife, Zhang Xiaoluo didn't have any magic weapons or talismans. What you have to face tonight may not only be the things in the Falling Flower Cave, but even the Huadong Miao people.

Without a magic weapon and a talisman seal, the strength of the onmyoji is bound to lose most of it, but Zhang Xiaoluo is not worried.

Tonight's Zhang Xiaoluo no longer plans to be an onmyoji, and it is impossible for an onmyoji to rescue Zhi Fei tonight. The only thing that can rescue Zhifei and take him away is his own deep heart, instinct.

Braving the soul tide, the things in the cave, and even the attack of the Huadong Miao people, rescue her, and let instinct take her away!

From Xiangxi Huatong to J City, more than 1,000 kilometers, Zhang Xiaoluo believes that his instinct can do it!

He is extremely evasive of his instincts, and inexplicably trusts.

"I said, are you going to save the bride who has become the thing in the cave? Or...... I'll be with you! How can you say that you and I are both from the Xuanmen! One hero, three gangs! Do you want me to steal a cow for you again? ……”

Luo Lidong, who was sitting in the room, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said to Zhang Xiaoluo on the bed.

Zhang Xiaoluo slowly opened his eyes and looked at the fat Maoshan Daoist.

He did not say yes and did not refuse.

The people in Huatong Bamboo Village have long been accustomed to the late night flower marriage, but they still have a deep fear in their hearts. At least, they had never encountered such frequent falling flowers.

Tonight's bride is Zhifei, who escaped from the Falling Flower Cave.

Luo Lidong, a native of Maoshan Dao, came over before the wedding began. He explained his intention to the patriarch of Huadong and the witch goddess, and he actually wanted to escort the fallen flower girl into the cave again.

Maoshan Gate people are trustworthy, both receive your village honorarium, will fulfill the responsibility of protecting relatives, the previous miss, this time to make up!

Luo Lidong said.

After the white-haired patriarch consulted with the witch goddess, he agreed to Luo Lidong to protect the bride into the cave again. After all, if the Falling Flower Girl has another accident tonight, the entire Dazhai will face the wrath of the cave god.

In addition to the Maoshan Daoist and the people who sent their relatives to carry the sedan chair, the Huatong patriarch will personally lead the elite sons and daughters in the clan to protect the relatives, as well as the witch Gu goddess who is lying on her back.

The same sedan chair, the same red scarf, the bride in the sedan chair is no longer the wonderful person she once was.

The soul tide outside the Falling Flower Cave seemed to be extremely excited tonight, and had already gathered outside the cave to wait. Around the entire Huaitong, there were countless red ghosts floating in the sky.

"When the falling flower girl marries, the souls retreat!"

Luo Lidong was still like the night before, he reached out and took out a handful of paper money from his arms and threw it into the air, and with the other hand he held the copper coin sword, sweeping the dense soul tide, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

What he didn't expect was that in the face of the paper money flying in the sky, none of the souls reached out to take it, and a pair of empty ghost eyes stared at the red-clothed bride who had opened the curtain, revealing endless resentment, hatred and ...... Envy.

"Haha! Back then, before your jade was opened, I let you go. Today, since you are already young enough to get married, you will enter the cave, and you and I will compose the sound of the piano together, isn't it beautiful! ”

In the dark cave of falling flowers, there was a faint voice of a man, the voice was as low as the wind and pine needles, and at the same time it was high-pitched and like the sound of gold and iron.

As the voice came out, an ethereal purple phantom appeared at the entrance of the Falling Flower Cave.

The purple phantom beckoned to the bride who had already disembarked, and actually took a step forward and walked out of the falling flower hole.

The bride wearing a red scarf and wearing a wedding dress came towards the Falling Flower Cave with the purple phantom's outstretched hand. In that dense soul tide, none of the souls dared to take a step forward.

Luo Lidong's eyes showed solemnity, it is said that his responsibility to protect his relatives has been completed so far. But he still took a step, followed closely behind the bride, and slowly approached the Falling Flower Cave, his right hand already reaching into his bosom and grasping a faintly red talisman.

The patriarch on the side of the sedan chair watched the bride walk towards the phantom, the white hair under her chin trembled, and finally lowered her head, unwilling to look again. The Huatong people behind him were silent one by one, but there was no figure of the witch goddess.

The bride finally stood in front of the phantom, and the purple phantom gently raised her hand and lifted the red scarf on the bride's head, and Zhifei's tear-stained face was finally revealed.

Looking at this flawless and slightly stubborn face, the god of the Falling Flower Cave who stood at the entrance of the cave finally laughed.

Zhi Fei looked at the smiling Lord of the Falling Flower Cave, and then looked towards the dark place behind him that shrouded the entrance of the Falling Flower Cave. The pretty face that had not dried its tears suddenly showed a happy smile.

She saw that in the shadows behind the phantom, Zhang Xiaoluo, who had a calm face, was quietly watching her.

The cave god caught a glimpse of the smile on Zhi Fei's face, and was slightly stunned, and his body suddenly retreated sharply, wanting to retreat into the falling flower cave. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and hugged the bride in front of him, trying to drag the bride into the cave together.

Before his right hand could touch Zhifei, it had been severed by a willow-leaf knife that glowed with cold light.

"Sleep, when you wake up, we'll be home!"

Zhang Xiaoluo let the arm that fell to the ground turn into ash smoke and be reabsorbed by the phantom that had retreated into the cave, he looked at Zhi Fei who was smiling towards him, and said softly.

"Hmm!"

Zhi Fei nodded, and really leaned on Zhang Xiaoluo's arms and closed his eyes.

"You...... How dare you hurt me! Huadong clan, you dare to oppose me? ”

The phantom had grown his right hand again, and his form changed rapidly in the cave, and an angry roar came from the mouth of the cave.

"Catch him! Kill him! ”

An angry roar came out again, this was an order to the Huatong people standing behind the sedan chair, and it was also an order to the dense red-clothed female ghosts.

Zhang Xiaoluo's right arm around Zhi Fei's waist suddenly turned around strangely, and he actually put Zhi Fei in his arms on his back. Two rows of thin antennae have grown on both sides of his back and spine, and the antennae quickly covered Zhifei's whole body like fluid, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaoluo's back was like carrying a big silkworm cocoon, firmly fixing Zhifei on his back.

At the moment when Zhang Xiaoluo appeared, Luo Lidong had already taken out a talisman seal from his arms and pasted it on the door of his head.

This talisman is slightly red, slightly larger than the Yinggou talisman seal, and it is actually a Maoshan Swift Talisman!

Zhang Xiaoluo did not refuse Luo Lidong's request to come with him, and he had instructed Luo Lidong before going out, what to do after he appeared, there was only one word: Run!

Run against all odds! Therefore, Luo Lidong thought of his own swift talisman.

The soul tide outside the Falling Flower Cave had already roared and rushed up with the sudden appearance of the phantom in the cave, instantly submerging Zhang Xiaoluo, who had already merged with Zhi Fei.

At the moment when he was overwhelmed by the soul tide, Zhang Xiaoluo's eyes instantly became hollow, and the sleeping instinct in his body took over his body.

And after Luo Lidong pasted the swift talisman, before the soul tide surrounded him, he had already run away at an incredible speed, and the Huatong Miao people, who were faintly encircling on the periphery, were slightly stunned, and they did not stop him.

The soul tide that seemed to have fallen into madness rushed towards the figure carrying Zhi Fei on his back, opening the huge mouth that almost occupied the entire head one by one and tore Zhang Xiaoluo's whole body.

The fluid covered with Zhifei spun rapidly, transferring the biting power to all parts of Zhang Xiaoluo's body in a strange way.

Zhang Xiaoluo slowly leaned down in the soul tide and landed on all fours, like a lone wolf with a weight ready to charge.

"Whew!"

A wolf-like roar came out of Zhang Xiaoluo's mouth, and he suddenly used his feet to jump, jumping up in the air, and actually rushed straight towards the endless soul tide.

Small gray characters of ancient seals scattered out of Zhang Xiaoluo's body and shot towards the dense ghosts around him.

The small characters of the ancient seal entered the body, and the miserable screams came out, and the soul was scattered, and there was no possibility of reincarnation.

"Stop him!"

The patriarch of Huadong suddenly spoke coldly, and the elites of the Huadong clan behind him stared at the figure that was like a beast, on all fours, shuttling in the soul tide.

Finally, the soul tide dissipated, and after Zhang Xiaoluo glanced coldly at the purple phantom in the cave, he once again disappeared into the darkness under Huaitong.

"Ahh

A Miao man on the periphery suddenly screamed miserably, raised his head and fell to the ground, the figure of the limbs lying on the ground flashed, and it had disappeared into the darkness again.

Huatong is elite, and it is not Zhang Xiaoluo's opponent!

Zhang Xiaoluo crouched quietly in the darkness, and the young Huatong clan was constantly scanning the surroundings a foot away from him, as if he was unaware of Zhang Xiaoluo, who was not far from him.

These people are too weak!

After determining that the other party was not capable of hunting him down, Zhang Xiaoluo, who acted instinctively, was no longer willing to waste time.

He slowly retreated, and was about to flee when he suddenly lowered his head and looked at the soles of his feet, which were already shaped like horseshoes.

A beetle, the size of a fingernail and with a swarthy body, was lying on the paws of his feet.

Poison?

Zhang Xiaoluo had a puzzled look in his eyes, and watched as the little beetle bit through the skin of the foot that was already extremely flexible and burrowed into his body.

Zhang Xiaoluo finally determined that the little beetle just now was a Gu worm.

Huatong Witch Gu Goddess, Granny Qing, the rickety old woman who has never shown up, she must be nearby!

Zhang Xiaoluo didn't want to waste time on those Huatong people, but this witch goddess must be removed!

The Gu worm entered the body, and with the perception between the Gu witch and the Gu worm, he could no longer hide in the eyes of the other party. In other words, with the Gu worm in his body, he can also find the Gu Witch who doesn't know where he is!

The sky finally showed a glimmer of light, and the night passed.

The white-haired patriarch of the Huatong clan found the witch Gu goddess of the clan on a gravel ground about ten miles away from the Luohua Cave. She stood in the middle of the small gravel wasteland, hunched slightly, as she usually did.

"Lan Qing! Where did you go last night? Could it be that while we were looking for that monster, you actually watched the scenery here all night?"

The white-haired patriarch said coldly to the witch Gu goddess who was still standing there, motionless, and when he saw the panic in the other party's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved in his heart.