"It is said that after the evil man surnamed Mo became famous on the battlefield of the Great Fengfan Kingdom, he will pass on the exercises of the evil sect wherever he goes!"

The storyteller slapped the table, moistened his throat, coughed twice deliberately, and shook his fan silently.

The person sitting in the teahouse looked anxious, couldn't bear to sell it, slammed the table hard, and yelled: "Next!" What about the evil one! ”

The storyteller, who often had a beard, shook his head slowly, until the little apprentice's bag was full of rattling coins, and then he said with a smile: "That evil man marched all the way, first devouring the mortal kingdom that regarded him as a god, and then marching all the way, using that evil art, to devour the mortal dynasty in just half a year!" ”

"That evil art is very fierce!" The storyteller deliberately shuddered as he spoke: "Whether it is a mortal or a cultivator, as long as you are touched by someone possessed by that evil art, then you will be miserable!" ”

"If you don't wait for a reaction, black nails will appear all over your body, and you will be wrapped tightly. Then you can only staggering and follow the evil march, not afraid of the tricks of mortals, nor afraid of the tricks of cultivators, and deeply turn you into that obedient walking corpse! ”

"Ten years 。。。。。。 here"

After talking for about a quarter of an hour, the storyteller poured himself a cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp.

"Now, the cultivators of the two realms of righteousness and demons are afraid, and they have formed an alliance to fight against the army created by the evil demon surnamed Mo with evil magic!"

"I advise you, if you encounter it, dare to run! Otherwise, it will be a disaster to the family! ”

After saying this, the teahouse was silent, not like the applause or resentment after the story was finished, and the fear spread in everyone's heart, just like the storyteller said, everyone is afraid that they will become monsters when they wake up! 、

Then, the conscious self will infect the family!

"Qianqian, you said, this evil of the Mo family is really so frightening." The woman in red asked.

The flaming red dress is raised, and the mysterious lines of gold and silver are extravagant and complicated, making the woman's watery ink hair more supple and beautiful.

Without waiting for the maid's answer, she saw the shopkeeper shaking the silver money in her hand, and replied happily: "Miss, isn't it a joke, this evil of the Mo family has made the Demon Dao Supreme and the Righteous Dao Supreme of the scriptures toss and turn, I am afraid that one day, I will become a monster infected by evil magic!" ”

The shopkeeper smacked his lips: "If you want to say it, I don't know how that evil thing happened, but after infecting the mortal dynasty and some monks, it has been resting for many years, otherwise, how dare we accept Mr. Storyteller!" A few years ago, survival would have been a problem! ”

The woman nodded, stopping the wide-eyed girl, and the veil on her face was lifted by the breeze, revealing her delicate chin: "Thank you." I don't often become monks, but I don't know these things. ”

"Oh, villains don't dare to be." The thief-headed shopkeeper waved his hand again and again, his face was slightly red: "Miss is so noble, the villain can't stand it!" Let the villain say more, don't run to the border, otherwise there will be an accident! ”

The woman nodded, the light yarn floated, the dark fragrance hit, she threw some silver to the shopkeeper, and pulled the angry girl away.

The shopkeeper smacked his lips again, and said that this kind young lady had developed a quirk in the boudoir, and gave him a few taels of silver, so he stood outside with his maid and listened, and he didn't know what he thought.

But.

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands and was silly.

The young lady was more beautiful than anyone he had ever seen.

"Your Excellency." Ning Qianqian pouted, walked to the woman's side, and grabbed the woman's arm: "Why don't you clean up those bunch of nonsense!" ”