Wang Wang told the truth to Mousse who asked him where the big mousse was, if this kind of thing is made up, it will definitely not be able to hide it from others, at that time, the eight-part array was closed, and it was impossible for the big mousse to go to the sky or enter the ground, so if the others were gone, the most important thing to find was Wang Wang, the last person to witness.

So if a person is burned by a fire that is born out of thin air, he may not even be able to deceive a three-year-old child, but adults can, because Tantra has such a divine fire, they may accept this explanation.

"What? suddenly?" bin Laden was so frightened that his mouth was sharp, and he asked Wang Wang in surprise: "You mean that the big mousse is so unburned?" The last mousse who heard the movement on the side came around: "No, is it! so evil?"

Wang Wang looked at the expressions of these two people, felt the horror in their hearts, there was no expression on the surface, and he couldn't help but think in his heart: Why don't you send them away too, let them reunite!

A group of seven people in Qingzhen Temple, one was taken away by the green python on the way, one was strangled to death by Wang Wang, one more disappeared from the possessed big mousse, and one was burned by hellfire, since then only three of the seven people remained, including Wang Wang, the demon is there!

Oh my God, didn't Da Mousse go out this time to look at the yellow calendar? And what do you want to rush? A mousse thought to himself.

Am I going to die, will it be my turn next? No, no, if I want to die, I will let this Zaid die first, his mouth is so immoral, his hands and feet are so unclean! If he wants to die, he must be allowed to die, yes, it must be so! Don't look at bin Laden's stammering mouth, there are really a lot of dark thoughts in his heart, and that kind of growth trend makes Wang Wang secretly sigh at the flowers, it's so delicious!

Wang Wang looked at bin Laden, who was stunned in front of him, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, making him jump, and asked in surprise: "What's the matter? What are you doing?"

"It's nothing!" Wang Wang suppressed the thought of sending him away in his heart, patted him gently on the shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, we will definitely go back safely!"

"Yes, it will, you said it wasn't Lanod Mousse!"

"Yes, I hope so!" Lanald put his hands on his shoulders and saluted to the sky.

In the main hall, after the little monk who served the tea went out, Huizhi took Pixiu to the back of the lotus seat of the mutilated Buddha statue, gently pulled the mechanism, and revealed a black tunnel under the lotus seat, and the two of them walked in one after the other.

Hui Zhi asked as he walked, "Have you met anyone from the Grim Reaper this time?"

The praying mantis-like Pixiu said, "No!"

Hui Zhi said strangely: "No, it wants our Divine Gate to be in chaos the most, why didn't you seize such a good opportunity this time?"

"Isn't this normal, the Grim Reaper didn't react before!" said Pixiu disapprovingly.

"It seems that you are still very careful, have you shown your feet over there?" asked Huizhi.

"How can that be? I'm the biggest, I'm the only one doing things or resting, and I'm the only one with that turtle son, how can anyone else know?" Pixiu's eyes revealed a kind of pride.

"Do a good job, but don't be careless, and don't let others know about our relationship!"

"Yes!" Pixiu said respectfully.

The two of them walked all the way down the tunnel, about a short while, and for about fifteen minutes, they came to an empty oval hole. The oval cavern was three or four meters high and ten meters long and wide, and contained some stone walls and ceilings, and in the center were six wooden tables, beside which were several large, strange vessels.

There is no lighting in the cave, and 'masters' like Huizhi don't need lighting. Because there is no lighting, the air inside is very humid and cold, I don't know if there are vents, but the air inside is still fresh.

"Master, every time I see this cave I remember how hard I worked back then!" said Pixiu as he walked.

"Hard work?" Huizhi in front of him was stunned, and Pixiu almost collided.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, isn't it all for me, master!" said Pixiu flatteringly.

"It's good to know!" Hui Zhi snorted coldly, brought Pixiu to the table, pointed to a vessel about one person tall, like a fish tank, and said to Pixiu, "Oh, you can bring this back!"

There is a kind of red and white liquid in that vessel, the red liquid is like blood, and the white liquid is like milk, the two do not merge with each other, nor do they exclude each other, they just touch and entangle leisurely, like living water, it looks very weird!

"This..."Pixiu stretched out his finger and dipped a little of the liquid inside and tasted it with his mouth: "Isn't this a high soul soup?

"Just know the goods, hurry up and pack them away!" Huizhi waved his hand impatiently.

"But what's so strange about the color and taste?" asked Pixiu's mantis head smacking his lips.

"Oh, there's another one who is said to be your subordinate, she's been in a coma by the Grim Reaper's demonic mystery, and I've been putting her here to keep her alive. That weird smell is that kind of white liquid, it's some kind of high egg ** body in her body, and it's also very helpful to your body! Since you're here this time, let's bring her back together!"

"Subordinate?" Pixiu's face darkened: "What qualifications does she have to enjoy my High Soul Soup!" Pixiu jumped up violently, plunged headlong into the sticky High Soul Soup, threw out a naked woman, and slammed it on the ground in front of Huizhi!

This woman is Hu Meimei, different from when Hui Zhi first met her, at this time Hu Meimei's belly has returned to normal size, her hair is getting darker, her skin is more fluorescent, and her figure is more concave and convex, one who can stand on the scene is a monk, and the other is a monster, and she is not interested in this female body!

The praying mantis jumped out of the fish tank with a roar and landed next to Hu Meimei on the ground, and then it opened its mouth, there is really no way to imagine that its head is only so big, and its mouth is even bigger than its head!

"Shut up!" Huizhi saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stopped it: "What are you going to do?"

The praying mantis said: "The high soul soup is such a good thing, the master is just to save her life? This is too wasteful, when I eat her, what kind of woman does the master want in the future, I will change it for you?"

Hui Zhi said angrily: "I need a woman? I am a poor monk who is not close to women! I am so awkward!" It is hard to imagine that a high-ranking monk, an old man of more than a hundred years, and the second strongest person of the three sects of the Divine Sect, is so in private... So... Vulgar!

"I managed to save this woman, I'm still useful, you can't eat it!" Huizhi said resolutely.

Pixiu's whole body trembled, and the limbs of his whole body made a "do-do-do" sound, as if he was currying favor with Huizhi: "Master, let me eat!"

"No, either you will take away the high soul soup, or you will eat this woman, choose one of the two!"

"This—" Pixiu hesitated.

"If you have to eat this, eat this!" Huizhi said, pointing to the two glassware that looked like gas tanks next to him, and said, "I don't have any use for these two!"

The praying mantis tilted its head and looked at it for a long time, puzzled: "This is also my subordinate?"

"No," Huizhi said, "It's from Qingzhen Temple!"