The pain of the needle prick and the dull pain of the stone hammer caused the demon spirit of the ink demon to fall into a trance.

She seemed to be in a trance and saw Mo Jinyu being bounced away by the ghost qi scurrying in her body, and then her face was full of anxiety, and sweat seemed to be overflowing from her forehead and the corners of her eyes, dripping on her lips, hmm...... It's a bit salty.

In a trance, she seemed to see someone anxiously opening and closing their mouths to say something, and the originally small mansion suddenly became overcrowded.

There are the shadows of the souls with white faces, the nights that visit their mansions at night of all colors, and the ghosts who are covered in sweat and make it impossible to tell whether they are people or ghosts......

All kinds of people or souls came and went around her, and the ink demon seemed to be a spectator, and it seemed to be experiencing it at the same time.

However, as she experienced this, she suddenly seemed to be pulled by a force, and swept directly from the house over the courtyard of Sanjin, and then over the towering Fengxun city wall, and then the boundless black forest......

Until a figure of a woman covered in a black veil from head to toe appeared, her demon spirit seemed to condense in an instant.

"You're not my little Jiu'er, who are you?"

The woman's sinister voice came from behind the black veil that covered her head, and she could hear that the little demon soul was a spirit.

"Who are you? Who is your little Jiu'er? ”

Even if it's just a wisp of demon soul, Mo Xiaoyou is not timid-who has been a spirit for so many years, who hasn't left the demon soul a few times? The strain in this case is already familiar with it, okay?

"You have the breath of Xiao Jiu'er! Did you swallow Xiao Jiu'er? Where did the lonely ghost come from?! ”

The black gauze woman didn't pay attention to the ink demon, but continued to ask at her own pace.

"The aura on your body is very pure yin qi, but although this ghost world is called the ghost world, it is just a place of reincarnation, and your ghost qi cannot be accumulated without hundreds of thousands of years.

As far as I know, although the time of each temple in this ghost realm is different from other interfaces, the plane where it is tortured is all evil qi, and it is definitely not ghost qi.

Your cultivation is so profound, I'm afraid that at the cost of sleeping, you escaped the pursuit of Yin Si, right?

Well...... Let me think about it, if you can successfully escape the pursuit of the Yin Division, even if you are asleep, you must not be under the jurisdiction of the Yin Division......

Don't...... Are you in the ghost kingdom or the underworld? ”

Mo Xiaoyou didn't mean that the other party didn't pay attention to him, so he stopped talking, but instead shook out the other party's old bottom "inadvertently".

The black veiled woman's facial expression Mo Xiaoqi didn't have a chance to see clearly, but she suddenly reached over to the clawed black hand, and she could still see it clearly.

"Yo! Looks like I guessed right! You're the ghost mother, aren't you?

Well...... This hands-on style is a bit similar to the queen ant in the ant nest! ”

The ink demon dodged, but his mouth was not forgiving at all. She didn't have the slightest awareness that her soul was ingested into the other party's territory, and the speed at which her mouth opened and closed was no slower than the movements of the ghost mother's hands and feet.

"Sharp-toothed girl! See how I catch you and fix it! ”

The ghost mother almost squeezed out such a sentence from between her teeth, and when Mo Xiaoyou heard her say this, she laughed out loud:

"As a reincarnation, I've never been threatened by a ghost like this...... If I let my mother stone know, tsk, I will really have a hard time going back this time! ”