Long Xiaoxiao felt Yu Xinglang trembling.

When I looked sideways, I saw that his face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he looked very painful.

"What's wrong with you?" Long Xiaoyao's heart tightened.

Yu Xinglang bit his lip and shook his head: "It's okay." ”

Long Yaoyao frowned: "It's all like this, it's okay?" ”

But if she crosses her spiritual power to Yu Xinglang, I'm afraid it will have an impact.

And at this moment, Yu Xinglang suddenly found that the pain was gone!

He hurriedly pressed the hand that Long Xiaoxiao stroked his forehead: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Long Xiaoxiao looked suspicious.

Seeing that Yu Xinglang's face seemed to be better than just now, he turned his attention to the table.

The banner had grown to the size of the platform.

The statue of the god just now appeared on the chair of Huanghuali.

The idol also has a flower made of silk cloth hanging from it.

When Ye Zhenzhen's body was hidden, she was wearing a phoenix crown.

No matter how you look at it, it's like the rhythm of marrying a god!

The fat man walked up and bowed respectfully to the idol.

"What are they doing?" Yu Xinglang asked in a low voice.

Long Xiaoyao can't understand it.

At this moment, Li Junru took out a bracelet and a piece of yellow paper and cinnabar.

He drew a symbol on the yellow paper with cinnabar, then cut the yellow paper into the shape of a human being, placed it on the ground, and pressed it with a bracelet.

It was obviously underground, and there was no wind, but the banner suddenly hunted.

Immediately afterward, Long Xiaoxiao saw the yellow paper on the ground and stood up, gradually growing up, about the size of an adult.

She heard Li Junru reading: "Ye Zhenzhen, Ye Zhenzhen, Ye Zhenzhen......"

Now, Long Xiaoxiao understood what he was doing, this was calling Ye Zhenzhen's soul!

Yu Xinglang grabbed Long Yaoyao's arm tightly, and watched as the yellow paper figure turned into a dragon Xiaoxiao wearing a phoenix crown.

He hurriedly looked at Long Yao.

"It's Ye Zhenzhen." Long Xiaoxiao explained in a low voice, "They are recruiting Ye Zhenzhen's soul. ”

"Not you?"

"They don't have the ability to summon my soul!"

Li Junru shouted for ten minutes, but still did not respond.

"What's going on?" He was a little shocked, "Ye Zhenzhen's soul is unstable, why hasn't she come yet?" ”

"Did we meet a master? Ye Zhenzhen was solidified by the gathering of souls? "The fat man is nervous.

"Impossible." Li Junru does not believe in evil, if the Ye family has this ability, Ye Zhenzhen's soul will not leave the body.

"But we don't even know who rescued Ye Zhenzhen." The fat man said.

"Shut up." Li Junru yelled at him.

Immediately afterwards, Li Junru bit his index finger, took a yellow paper drawing talisman again, cut it into a human shape and pressed it to the ground with a bracelet.

This time, the paper figure turned into Ye Zhenzhen with a phoenix crown and a xia curtain almost instantly.

Li Junru is calling Ye Zhenzhen's name again.

Fifteen minutes passed, and there was still no response.

"How so?" Li Junru couldn't believe it, "Why can't I recruit Ye Zhenzhen's soul?" ”

"What then? Can you still get something? The fat man was worried.

Li Junru gritted his teeth: "Forget it, you don't need Ye Zhenzhen's soul." ”

He sat down cross-legged and kept drawing many sigils, so that the sigils were attached to the four pillars, and the rest were pasted on the idols.

Li Junru walked in a circle in front of the idol with strange steps.

Yu Xinglang's eyes widened suddenly, and in the dark, there was a strange feeling, he seemed to be very familiar with this kind of pace, every step Li Junru took underneath, the following was exactly the same as he expected!

What the hell is going on?