The image of the holy beast on the Holy Beast Order turned out to be a human dressed in red clothes and red hats, holding a red sheathed sword in his hand.

The reason why Bai Cangdong was surprised was not because this was a humanoid holy beast, but because the image of this holy beast looked at it fiercely, it really looked very much like the undefeated Dongfang played by Lin Qingxia, the red clothes and red hats, and the treacherous beauty of the combination of yin and yang, all of which were the undefeated temperament of the East.

But Bai Cangdong took a second look, and felt that this holy beast was more like another person he knew.

The red clothes and red hats, as well as the ghostly temperament, and the red sword in his hand, and even the red blood and tears in the corners of his eyes, are very similar to the person Bai Cangdong knows.

"Zhenren, I don't know what the name of this holy beast used to be?" Bai Cangdong asked as he looked at Qihua Zhenren.

"His name is Red Tears. Seven Flowers replied.

"Red tears?" Bai Cangdong frowned slightly, this was not the same as the name of the person he knew.

"Do you want to listen to his poems that have been interpreted before?" Qihua Zhenren seemed to want to reinterpret the red tears, although he didn't know the name of Bai Cangdong, but he didn't mean to despise a scribe.

"No need. Bai Cangdong shook his head slightly, he didn't have any more associations with the name of Red Tears and this image, the only thing he thought of was that person.

Qihua Zhenren showed a look of disappointment on his face, and he wanted to turn around and walk back into the wooden building.

"Real person, I don't know if you can let me try to solve it?" Bai Cangdong asked with some reluctance, this holy beast really looked too much like that person.

"Are you sure?" asked Qihua Zhenren, turning his head to look at Bai Cangdong.

Bai Cangdong shook his head slightly: "I have some ideas in my heart, but I can't guarantee that it will be successful, so I can only give it a try." ”

Qihua Zhenren pondered for a moment, then took out the Holy Beast Order again and handed it to Bai Cangdong: "It's okay, you can try it." ”

Because it is a holy beast order that has returned to its origin with self-banning, if Bai Cangdong can't make an article that can match it, the holy beast will not be solved, unlike an ordinary holy beast order, even if the article is not good, the holy beast will be solved, but the grade is relatively low.

Bai Cangdong took the Holy Beast Order, stared at the Holy Beast Order slightly for a moment, and then condensed his energy on his fingertips, and slowly wrote on the Holy Beast Order: "Red Luo Account, Timid Spring Cold, Fragrant Mist Thin Clouds, Bronze Sparrow Shadow." Looking at the crystal bottle from the side, the butterfly clothes flow pill, and you can cross the Yangguan. And the tutu burned out, full of smoke and warmth, and the painting screen shone on the clothes. ”

Qihua Zhenren frowned and looked at Bai Cangdong, Bai Cangdong's composition was completely different from the previous one, it can be said that it has nothing to do with it, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with red tears.

Just when Qihua Zhenren felt that he was wasting time, he suddenly saw the holy beast in Bai Cangdong's hand shine brightly, turning into red smoke like yarn and silk, and fell to the ground flutteringly in Bai Cangdong's hand, turning into a swordsman in red clothes and red hats, with an inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

"It really can!" Even Bai Cangdong himself was a little surprised.

What he wrote was the poem number of a character named Gong Wuhou in the puppet show Thunderbolt, most of the characters in Thunderbolt have poetry numbers, Bai Cangdong saw that the appearance and temperament of this holy beast were too similar to Gong Wuhou, so he wrote the exclusive poem number of Gong Wuhou to give it a try, but he didn't expect it to really work.

The queen of that palace had a miserable life, his father, teacher, and friends all died, it can be said that their deaths were tied to him, and in the end, even he **** died.

The drop of blood and tears in the corner of his eye, legend has it that Nuwa was injured by a branch when she created a man, and a drop of blood fell on the face of the clay man, and since then the clay man has fallen into endless reincarnation, walking in the world with the eyes of blood and tears, once the eyes of blood and tears awaken, you can reach the peerless martial arts realm of non-heaven and non-human, non-yin and non-yang.

"Fortunately, this is the red tears of the holy beast, not the real Gong Wuhou, I hope he will not be as miserable as Gong Wuhou. Thinking of Gong Wuhou, Bai Cangdong sighed lightly in his heart.

"Red Tears...... Red Tears ......" Qihua Zhenren walked up to Red Tears with an excited expression, and was about to touch Red Tears' cheeks with trembling fingers.

But I saw that Red Tears looked indifferent, and as soon as the red sword in his hand moved, the red sword light flashed, and the palm of Qihua Zhenren was almost cut off, and Red Tears was still indifferent.

"Don't worry, I'll return the red tears to you. Bai Cangdong relieved the red tears, and now the red tears are under his name, and the control is in Bai Cangdong's hands.

Qihua Zhenren nodded happily, Bai Cangdong handed over the control of Red Tears to Qihua Zhenren, but Qihua Zhenren's face changed, and he had no way to gain control of Red Tears.

"In the past life, in this life, Qihua, you are not my master, and you should not be my master. Red Tears suddenly spoke, startling Bai Cangdong.

Bai Cangdong has never seen such a wise holy beast, it is exactly the same as a human, it is also a holy beast, and the IQ of the big white goose is much worse than this red tear.

"It's worthy of being an extraordinary holy beast, it's too powerful, it's also a humanoid holy beast, I don't know if that wolf girl has an extraordinary chance. Bai Cangdong secretly envied himself in his heart, but he didn't know that the wolf girl was part of the origin of Mingyuexin, and she was already transcendent by nature.

Qihua Zhenren listened to the words of Red Tears, and his originally excited face suddenly became extremely lonely, as if he was wagging his tail and begging for Red Tears: "I have lost her, now I only have you left, I can't lose you anymore, please stay by my side." ”

"She never belonged to you, and you never lost her. After Red Tears finished speaking, he actually got up and walked straight to Bai Cangdong, and said indifferently: "Send me back to the Void Realm." ”

Bai Cangdong paused, and then looked at Qihua Zhenren, but saw that Qihua Zhenren was already crying on the ground, and he had no intention of objecting, Bai Cangdong thought about it, and then took back the red tears from the void.

"Ahem, real person, what do you think you should do about this?" Bai Cangdong naturally loved this holy beast Red Tears in his heart, and he hated to take Red Tears directly as his own, not to mention that Red Tears' spiritual intelligence was so high, just the transcendent fact was already a priceless treasure, although he was only at the level of a holy scribe now, but he could continue to upgrade, he might not be able to reach what level in the future, the potential was too great.

But this is a deal after all, Red Tears is Qihua's real person, and Bai Cangdong is not qualified to take him for himself.

Qihua Zhenren ignored Bai Cangdong, fell on the ground and cried sadly, but he didn't stop for a long time, which made Bai Cangdong feel very embarrassed next to him, and he didn't stay or leave.

Finally waited for Qihua Zhenren to stop crying, and slowly sat up from the ground, staring at Bai Cangdong with a pair of red and swollen eyes without blinking, and Bai Cangdong was hairy all over.

"Zhenren, what do you think about this matter? That Red Tears is too intelligent, even if I give up his control, he can refuse to hand over his original control to anyone, unless he is willing, no one can become his master again, what can I do?" Bai Cangdong hurriedly said to Qihua Zhenren with a bitter face, but he was a little happy in his heart, if he could leave the red tears, it would be a big pie falling from the sky, or the kind that could kill people.