Baili Wuchen squatted down and reached out to touch the powder, took it to the end of his nose and sniffed it, and found that these powders were good medicine for wounds, he stood up and stared at the powders for a while, and found that the white powders were actually a shape, and the lines of the thing were very simple, looking like a drum.

"Drums?" Baili Wuchen snorted coldly: "It's really her." ”

There was a touch of ice in the eyes of the hundred miles of dustless phoenix, and he reached out and stroked the jade pendant on his neck, and called in a low voice: "Ah Qi." ”

After hearing the call, Ghost Qi flew out of nowhere, knelt down on one knee in front of Baili Wuchen: "The subordinates are here." ”

The names of the ghost killers are all numbers, and they are also members of the ghost department day by day, month by month, so they have another name, Little Five and Little Six.

Ghost Seven is the highest level of fighting spirit among the Ghost Killers, he is extremely talented, and he has been promoted to the seventh level a few days ago.

And Baili Wuchen, after the pain of the last bone split, because of soaking in the holy spring water and taking the pills made by Qiqi True Blood, his skill has doubled, and he has been promoted to the eighth level.

"Get up and talk back."

"Yes."

After Ghost Seven stood up, Baili Wuchen leaned in front of him slightly and said a few words, and after Ghost Qi got the order, he bowed his head and said, "My subordinates will do it immediately." ”

"Go ahead." After Ghost Seven left, Baili Wuchen once again escaped into the black vortex of teleportation, and the place where he went was not far from the place where he teleported just now.

This place is the only way to enter Fuping City.

found a dense wood, spun out of the dust-free for a hundred miles, and then straightened the hem of the robe, opened the folding fan, and swayed towards the official road.

Walking on the official road, it didn't take long to hear a noisy sound behind him.

"Huh? Look, isn't the man in front of you the man wearing the butterfly mask? ”

"It's really him, thank goodness to see him here, otherwise I really don't know how to explain it."

The Fu family's family members quickly stepped forward to block his way when they saw Baili Wuchen, and they respectfully bowed their heads to Baili Wuchen: "This son, please stay." ”

Baili Wuchen paused and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"I wonder if this boy still remembers that the god of flowers threw a peony flower at you last night?"

"Voted, how?"

When the family heard the word how, his expression froze for a moment, and he was stunned for a long time before replying: "This son is a guest from afar, I don't know the etiquette of my Fuping Flower God Sacrifice, if you are hit by the peony flower of the flower god, you are going to marry the flower god." ”

"Marrying the god of flowers?" The sword eyebrows hidden under the butterfly mask raised slightly, as if thinking: "Do you mean the woman who danced on the drum last night?" ”

"Exactly."

When Baili Wuchen heard this, he snorted coldly: "You people here are really strange, I didn't let her give me flowers, but why should I marry her?" I already have a wife at home. ”

After speaking, the hundred-mile dustless folding fan was closed, and he flashed past him.

The family members of the Fu family were stunned on the spot, they have lived in Fuping for so many years, and they have never seen anyone who does not marry the god of flowers, every year the god of flowers is the daughter of a famous family in Fuping, not to mention that this year's god of flowers is the daughter of the city lord, this is simply a matter of silver falling from the sky, and there is still someone who wants to refuse?

"Childe, please slow down!" Jia Ding stepped forward to catch up with the pace of hundreds of miles of dust.