Ghost Qian looked at Yinling, thought in his eyes, and muttered, "Fox spirit." ”

Suddenly, he sighed and pointed to Meng Shiding's side: "Oh, I'm locked in that cage." ”

Yinling followed the other party's finger and looked in the direction she was pointing, only to see a fox with sparse hair in a circle, wilting nest inside.

As if he had been severely punished, his face was silent with a face of grief.

"You hit it?" Yinling retracted his gaze and glanced at the ghost.

"Where do we dare to fight it, I just carry it and go to the eighteenth layer of hell to take a look, and when I come back, it will become like this." Bai Wuchang glared angrily: "Phew, you still want to touch the porcelain guys." ”

Yinling smiled, walked to the Ding furnace, and squatted down.

At this time, the white fox closed his eyes and knew nothing about the outside world.

This is the case......

The red cloak on his body transformed, and the appearance of the old man appeared.

His hair was dry and scattered over his shoulders, and he was dressed in a brown cloak, slightly covering his white hair.

Yinling lifted the cage, lowered her eyes slightly, and then turned her eyes to look at the ghost who was sitting in front of Meng Po's coffin, and said, "What did you do to her?" ”

"She's so noisy, I took her soul." Ghost Qian frowned.

"Solved."

Yinling licks her lower lip flap.

Ghost Qian glanced at Yinling deeply, knowing that he knew how to dementor, but he didn't react at all.

His eyes revealed exploration, and he opened his mouth: "Okay." ”

Raising his hand, a ghostly light on his fingertips, he flicked-

The ghostly light fell on the white fox's body, enveloping it in an instant.

After a few seconds, the light disappeared, and the white fox opened his eyes in a daze, and a blurred figure came into view.

"Chirp...... "You are."

She let out a weak cry.

Yinling blinked, opened the cage, reached in, and grabbed the white fox's tail.

"Squeak!" The heroine let out a shrill cry.

"Chirp!" Weakly kicked and kicked his legs, and his eyes were in pain, and he couldn't be awake now.

Who are you? You let go of me! Dead old woman.

Yinling lifted the heroine upside down in mid-air, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked.

"I'm Meng Po."

As the words fell, she let go of her fingers—and the fox fell to the ground at once.

White light flashed.

The white fox transforms into a woman dressed in white.

"Meng Po, do you want to fall me to death?" Weakly put his hands on the ground, got up and murdered her.

Yinling had an indifferent face: "You can't fall to death." ”

Weak: ......

"Where have you been, I came here a few days ago, why didn't I see you?" Weakly approached, his hand nervously grabbed Yinling's sleeve.

"The underworld hasn't been peaceful lately." Yinling glanced at her coldly.

Weakly heard Yinling's reply, and was extremely cold.

A feeling of apprehension rose in my heart.

She pulled Yinling over and quietly approached the other party's ear: "Meng Po, can you do me a favor." ”

"Can't!"

Yinling refused very decisively.

With that, he raised his hand and pulled his sleeve out of his weak hand.

"The old body is not familiar with you, so you don't have to be so close."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding ghosts and ghosts were stunned for a moment.

In the next second, the ghosts burst out laughing.

"Look at this dead vixen, he actually wants to have a relationship with Meng Po."

Who doesn't know that Meng Po has the most eccentric temperament.

Whoever commits it in her hands has to admit bad luck!!

The weak face turned red in an instant, and there was a faint tendency to turn black.

It seems to be angry and embarrassed.

In an instant, his weak eyes turned red, and there were tears in his eyes: "Can't I give myself to you?" ”

Yinling was indifferent, and looked weak lightly: "You are not delicious, not as fragrant as before." ”

Not as fragrant ...... before?

blinked weakly and bewilderedly, why didn't she smell as before.

Yinling followed the script and said the lines, who cares if she is fragrant or not, she can't eat it.

But the heroine really took off the Kunlun Panbell on her body and threw it into Manshu Shahua.

He also asked, "My lord, do you smell it, am I fragrant now?" ”

A rich aroma that rushes into the nasal cavity.

Yinling's steps were steady, and it was really fragrant.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva without a trace, he found it weakly, and immediately hit the snake stick and said: "My lord, if you allow me not to drink the soul-breaking soup, I will go to reincarnation, and I will give you myself to eat, okay?" ”

Yinling's eyes were pale and pale: "Then are you going to give me a soul, or a spirit?" ”