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Huang Qing was making a loud cry of sorrow, when he suddenly heard a low child's voice coming from Wuchen's sleeve.

Huang Qing was stunned, involuntarily stopped crying, listened carefully to the voice in Wuchen's sleeve, and his brain turned rapidly.

Could it be that Wuchen still has a person hidden in his sleeve?

But this is not surprising, Wuchen is a saint with natural spiritual power, who can communicate with ghosts and gods, and can change everything, Huang Qing once saw Wuchen personally accept the female ghost of Huang Lin, and subdue three thousand ghosts.

If Wuchen really hides someone in his sleeve, it is also a very common thing, and there is nothing unusual.

When Huang Qing thought of this, he wanted to see what was going on.

Huang Qing hadn't learned the ability to be psychic yet, so naturally he couldn't talk to the boy in the dustless sleeve of the unknown person.

In fact, Huang Qing didn't even know whether the boy was a human or a ghost, but Huang Qing was sure of one thing, that is, this boy must be dustless.

Out of curiosity, Huang Qing lowered his head and gently raised Wuchen's arm, stretched his head under Wuchen's loose sleeves, and stared into the dustless sleeves to take a closer look.

I saw that there was nothing in Wuchen's sleeves except for Wuchen's jade arm that exuded a fragrance mixed with blood like a pink lotus.

Huang Qing was wondering.

A low children's voice came from the dustless sleeves again, "Brother Huang Qing, you can't see me, I'm not a person, I'm a ghost, just a wisp of smoke, I can only live in a dark place, I can't see the light, and when I see the light, it will disperse."

It was the saint who saved me and gathered my vitality with spiritual power, and now I am just a breath, and you can't see me.

In the same way, I cannot see the light, and when I see the light, it is scattered.

Now the saint is in trouble, and I can only hide in her sleeve, even if I can't help her, I can't go out. That's how it can be good.

Brother Huang Qing, now only you can save the mortal body of the Holy Maiden, you save the mortal body of the Holy Maiden to the spiritual cave where she practiced, and when you reach the spiritual cave, I will be able to come out.

When I receive the immortal energy of the spiritual cave, I will transform into a human form, and I will be able to see the light.

When the time comes, I will tell you how to restore the mortal body of the Holy Maiden as soon as possible. ”

Huang Qing was raising Wuchen's arm to listen intently to the words coming from Wuchen's sleeve, and suddenly there was a heavy blow of dust on his back.

The force of this dust whisk is really not light, although it does not hurt the muscles and bones, but it involves every pain nerve, only the pain makes Huang Qing's whole body spasm, and the dustless body rolls from Huang Qing's arms to the ground.

Lin Feng saw that Huang Qing had been hit by the master and dusted heavily, and his whole body spasmed in pain and shrank into a ball.

Lin Feng's heart felt like it had been cut by a knife, and his heart was so painful that he could barely breathe.

Lin Feng hurriedly ran over to protect Huang Qing and cried to the master, "Master, Huang Qing was killed by the fox demon and confused by the fox demon.

If he did something wrong, he could only blame the fox demon.

How can you beat Huang Qing.

If your old man is not angry, if you want to beat me, I am willing to be punished for Huang Qing. ”

Seeing Lin Feng's sad and sad pear blossom with tears, as if he was going to die for Huang Qing, the master lowered his dust and sighed, "Since ancient times, there has been a lot of affection, and there is no end to hatred, this hatred is endless. Miss Lin Feng, I can't control the matter between you and Huang Qing.

However, Wuchen is my closed disciple, a holy woman of Buddhism, how holy is the identity of a holy woman, how can she let a man hug and peep.

Miss Lin, Mrs. Huang, Huang Gongzi has appeared, you can take him back now.

As for the disciple, if she dies, I will burn her with my Buddhist rituals and let her ascend to heaven.

I won't bother you, so let's go. The master's tone was calm at first, but then it became very harsh, and after the master said this, he turned his back, picked up the bell on his waist and shook it gently.

The noble and clear sound of the bell and the light wind carried towards the temple on the top of the mountain.

The master is summoning her other disciples.