"The monsters are getting bigger."

Sugar Bun gestured the two small fists together, then glared at the pair of fawn-like eyes, and said in a tone of surprise, fear and excitement: "Sister, the monster's mouth can open bigger than its head. ”

As he spoke, he opened his mouth wide, wanting to feel the déjà vu that his mouth was bigger than his head.

But no matter how open his mouth is, it's just a little bigger, except for cuteness, he can't feel anything else, if he has to say that there is, it's too cute.

She is getting better and better now about the appearance of the ancestor of the Feng Lingling family,

Sugar Bun's ability to express himself is limited, but it can be determined that the ancestor of the Feng family is basically not human, very dark and ugly, his mouth can be opened bigger than his head, and Zhiyou is very good at pulling people out of Feng Lingling's stomach to satisfy the curiosity that arises when he is bored.

Zhiyou whispered to the sugar bun while casually glancing at Feng Lingling.

The two can be regarded as old acquaintances, and she didn't regain her senses until the last moment in her first life, so the intersection of the two should be counted from the previous life.

At that time, she knew very well that Feng Lingling was God's daughter, and everyone loved flowers and flowers.

As soon as she saw Feng Lingling, she threw herself into her arms, eager to refine herself and send it to her mouth.

At that time, she didn't have much special feelings about Feng Lingling's uniqueness,

No envy, no jealousy, only a touch of contempt.

Zhiyou has always felt that the Heavenly Dao should be blind, otherwise how could he have given the luck of Heaven and Earth to such an unbalanced thing.

Feng Lingling's biggest achievement is to attract bees and butterflies everywhere, causing trouble, and there is really nothing else to do.

Such a person is naturally not worth her effort, so no matter how much Feng Lingling makes a fuss, she will ignore it.

Now I don't know what's going on, but I have a little curiosity about this old acquaintance, and I think the more I look at it, the more interesting it becomes.

Feng Lingling will stand in front of the person calmly, indifferently looking at the churning black mist not far away,

Several tall black-clothed guards were firmly guarding her side, although she was small, she was dignified, and she really had the demeanor of a little fairy girl.

Zhiyou's cultivation is now low, and she can't see the abnormality on her body, and her heart is itching terribly.

Just thinking like this, the eyeballs suddenly cooled, and Zhiyou felt a little uncomfortable and gently rubbed his eyes, almost in the blink of an eye, his eyes returned to normal.

When she put down her little hand and glanced at Feng Lingling again, her eyes suddenly widened in shock.

She could see it!

I saw that sugar bun with a very dark and ugly mouth, a monster whose mouth could open bigger than his head!

Well......

That thing really doesn't look like a human being, and the sugar bun is very aptly described, and it can be regarded as hitting the nail on the head.

How so?

The ancestor of the Feng family, who lives in the Wind Spirit Ling Ling Sea, looks very much like a piece of coke at first glance, and you have to look at it very carefully to vaguely see a little bit of human form.

The spiritual sea is a place where cultivators store their spiritual energy, and the higher they cultivate, the more vast the spiritual sea will become, until it is as vast as the sea.

The Linghai is now only the size of a small pond, and Feng Lingling's is even worse, so it can only be called Lingquan.

Zhiyou saw at a glance that Feng Lingling's aura was wrong,

Ordinary people's aura is as clear as water in the spiritual sea, but hers is mixed with wisps of black gas.

The source of the black gas is the charcoal-like ancestor,

That person was sitting cross-legged in the spiritual sea at the moment, his body was full of black energy, and his mouth was really bigger than his head, and he was desperately absorbing the black qi outside.

"They should belong to the cult, right?"

Zhiyou muttered quietly.

The rumored witch clan is also good and evil, as if it is because it is divided into two factions,

It is said that all those who have attained great cultivation can communicate with ghosts and gods, and most of the time they use sacrifices.

It's just that the decent ones sacrifice themselves, and the evil ones sacrifice other living beings.

Zhiyou didn't know much about the Wu Clan, and he didn't have much interest in it before, but now because of Feng Lingling and that ancestor, he was interested.

"Heartless thing!"

Tiandao scolded indignantly.

Previously, he gave her the ability to predict the future, and because Zhiyou saw Feng Lingling in it, he said 'bad luck' and left it behind.

Then Tiandao found that the prediction was not accurate, so he took it back.

Back and forth, Zhiyou didn't feel that he suddenly had more or less at all, which made Tiandao feel that he had done a lot of redundant things.

Originally, I didn't plan to meddle anymore, but I couldn't help it when I saw her stupid look.

This time he opened her eyes again, but she accepted it so naturally, without even a little doubt, didn't she have a long heart?

And the Zhiyuan Sword is not a thing!

Earlier, he clearly said that he would make a confession for his crimes, so that he would clean up the ghosts and ghosts in the world, but what was the result?

If he was not mistaken, Zhi Yuan Sword should be asleep,

He's fucking asleep!

And the spirit of heaven and earth is also very disturbed to watch!

Ze Cang's bastard was alive in it, his soul was becoming more and more condensed, and at the same time it was purified, and even he could feel the unique tranquility and comfort.

Tiandao, who was aware of this, was very indignant, why was it Ze Cang who was the one who caused the trouble?

Why did he have to work hard and be anxious when the troublemakers were jumping around one by one?

Why......

The more Tiandao thought about it, the more irritable he became, and he couldn't wait to throw a few heavenly thunderbolts down immediately.

Just a few scourges made up a pile, and they were all killed by a hundred.

I want to think about it, but I can't do it,

Tiandao was angry, so he took back the golden finger that had just been sent out.

Zhiyou is counting the exposed teeth of the charred ancestor with the sugar buns,

Counting and counting, suddenly it was dark in front of me,

By the time the brightness was restored, the Coke Ancestor was no longer visible.

Zhiyou pursed his lips, and the sudden benefits of his heart really can't last long.

Give some benefits and then take it back, the difference is only in the length of time,

The only one who can do this kind of damage is the dog Tiandao,

I've been doing this kind of thing before, but I didn't expect to use the same routine now, and Dog Tiandao really doesn't grow!

Zhiyou slandered in his heart, while continuing to watch the play leisurely.

Seeing her continue to look around like no one, and then hearing the slander of herself in her heart, Tiandao only felt a lot of tightness in his chest,

"All sick!"

Tiandao scolded hatefully, and after forcibly suppressing his anger, he also watched the excitement.

Several of Feng Lingling's guards jumped up and down in the village, seemingly fighting fiercely with the monsters in the black mist, but in fact, they were simply delaying time, so that the Coke Ancestor could absorb more evil qi.

But it is not enough to delay, the people who should be saved still have to be saved,

So after a while, the guards would bring a few people out,

Everyone who was sent out turned pale and skinny, and only half of his breath was left to hang,

At this time, it was the turn of the little fairy girl to play in person.