The girl stood up, her long hair and skirt moving in the wind.

Her expression was cold and indifferent, staring coldly at the old Taoist priest, the light and shadow were bright and flickering, at this moment, she was like a god who had come into the world, untouchable.

"What cats and dogs, if you don't accept it, just let it out."

Rong Nian, who was on the throne, really looked complicated, and stopped him in a loud voice, "Old Huang, why bother with a junior!" For the sake of the old man's face, this time it's over. Sen Sen ......"

He wanted to say that he wanted Mu Sensen to apologize to that Huang Lao.

But in the light and shadow, the girl's cool soaked eyes squinted without emotion, just like the saint who was high up in the pure mountain many years ago and admired by countless people, sacred, undesecrated, and untouchable.

The bone xun swirled in front of her, whining softly with the howling wind.

Old Chu's eyes were bright, and he was so excited that he couldn't even say anything, "...... I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would be able to see the Mu family's demon subjugation again, haha! ”

Mu Sensen stretched out his hand, and the white droplet-shaped bone Xun obediently swirled onto her palm.

With the rotation, those faint lines on the bone xun flowed out of white light, and the obscure runes and spells came alive in an instant, blooming with extremely gorgeous brilliance!

Mu Sensen held the bone in vain, condescending, and looked at everyone coldly.

"Guxun is the Mu family's thing, I will take it back today. As for the Great Witch, you are not worthy of choice. ”

After finishing speaking, she stopped looking at everyone and walked out with Guxun in her arms.

Mu Ye turned his elbow hard against Mu Tian, whose eyes were straight, "Why are you stunned?" Hurry up and go with your sister. ”

The two of them patted their butts, swaggered up, and chased after Mu Sensen without even saying hello.

Gong Baoxiang, who was on the far right, looked at Mu Ye's departing figure, pursed his lips, and as soon as his fingers moved, the person on his side who was covered in a black cloak issued a cold warning, "Sit down." ”

Gong Baoxiang lowered his eyes and sank his restless thoughts with him.

"Enchantress! Damnation will be on you! Do you think you'll live past the age of 18? Huang Lao's hoarse curse voice came from behind him.

Mu Sensen, who had already walked to the intersection of the apse and the front hall, stopped.

The white light circulating on the bone xun reflected her cold and delicate eyebrows.

He sighed faintly, "The old people nowadays are too vicious in their minds, and they need to be purified. ”

She brushed her fingers over the Gu Xun floating in front of her, "Okay, for the sake of helping me find Gu Xun, this song is for you." ”

Her voice landed, and the sound of the wind in the hall suddenly became terrible.

Sacrificial Comedy: Weeping.

In the sound of the wind, the thoughts of all the people in the hall floated, as if going with the wind, swaying upward, and as if standing in the wilderness of the four wilderness, as if standing in the wilderness of time.

The oil lamp was faintly lit and crumbling.

The bones that emitted white light floated in the wind.

A whining, desolate tone came from the wind.

Gradually overpowering the wind, it seems to resound in everyone's heart, rolling up the deepest and most unforgettable secrets of the forgotten heart.

In the apse, Rong Nianzhen's figure looked old and stiff, and he closed his eyes, "Sacrifice to the Divine Comedy, weeping." ”

Huang Lao didn't know what he was frightened about, his eyes suddenly widened, and his whole person trembled like chaff, and burst into tears. There was a sound in his mouth, but he couldn't understand what he was reading.

Old Chu laughed in the wind all over the hall, and the corners of his cloudy eyes rolled down into a string of tears, "The Mu family is not dead!" Mu is not dead! Hahahaha! ”