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It was getting dark, and there were fewer and fewer pilgrims in the temple.

Bai Yan also put down the brush in his hand, shook his sore wrist, and prepared to go to find Lingzhi.

Lingzhi stood in the lobby of the temple, looking up at the huge statue of the god, his lips slightly open.

"You hate me, but don't forget, you're a slave to God."

Bai Yan's expression froze, and his cloudy eyes turned to look away.

"I naturally know that I am a slave of God, and I need to be reminded? Adults will always be my masters. ”

"And what your master is going to do, should you also help? For the first time, I saw the servant guarding the house, and the master working outside. ”

Lingzhi turned his head and looked at Bai Yan with some playfulness.

His boredom had been noticed by her as early as the first time they met.

But last time, that kind of malice was vented naked by him.

"That's not our adult's business, it's your own business, it has nothing to do with adults, and it has nothing to do with me."

Hatred flashed in Bai Yan's cloudy eyes, and he gritted his teeth and blurted out the words that had been pressed in his heart.

"You're a troublemaker, if it weren't for you, the adults wouldn't have died, and now that the adults are resurrected, and you want to be a demon again, I won't let the tragedy happen again."

Lingzhi's eyes stared at his wrinkled face, and he smiled suddenly, and his slightly sarcastic words pierced Bai Yan's heart.

"Your lord is a god, and it is his responsibility to protect the people, it seems that you are really not a competent slave, tempting the fallen gods, right?"

Bai Yan's cloudy eyes flashed, his old fingers clenched tightly, and he lowered his head and said, "I am the slave of the adult, and I support all the decisions of the adult." ”

"Look, you don't follow your lord to kill demons and demons, but when you fall into demons, you are so powerful, you are really a good slave."

The dark clouds that had been hanging over City A did not last long, and a thunderclap that burst through the sky illuminated the things buried in the darkness thoroughly.

People on the Internet are still scolding college survivors for being shameless.

A set of pictures spread from the Internet, slapping these people in the face.

An extranet blogger posted a set of pictures of the students who were angrily scolded by these people.

What you see is ten flower girls lying on the ground.

They also had a mocking smile on their faces.

The subject of the blogger's image, 'Are you satisfied?' ’

There was an instant uproar on the Internet.

But these are also difficult to stop the hands of keyboard warriors, who sit frantically behind computers and mobile phones, and swear words at the people who have passed away in the picture.

Chen Chunan leisurely put his feet on the desk, flipped through the information on his mobile phone, and the corners of his lips hooked into a meaningful smile.

The fat bureau sat down at the bottom of him, respectfully handed over a cup of tea, and said with low eyebrows.

"I heard about this case above, and I want to come down to check, Brother Nan, what should I do, I don't dare."

Fat Bureau was a fat rat spirit, and he sat on the sidelines rubbing his palms helplessly, which were already soaked with sweat.

Chen Chunan threw the mobile phone in his hand on the desk casually, looked at the fat bureau below with his chest around his chest, and took a pen from the table and spun it around.

"Are you really stupid or fake? Don't we have ready-made scapegoats? ”

Night.

A piece of green on the white mountain, and the Tiantan in the back mountain has become an eye-catching existence in this green.

The quiet Tiantan is no longer as lively as it was thousands of years ago, and with the death of the mountain god, it has also become a pool of stagnant water.

Volcanoes erupt frequently, and no demon dares to survive here.

Lingzhi stood behind the mountain temple, leaning against the newly built vermilion lacquer wall of the temple, looking at the Tiantan in the distance.

The Ah Ya in that dream is very different from the character of Bai Ze in reality.

Ah Ya is bad, he always likes to bully Huahua, and every time he bullies, he is full of spoiling.

Bai Ze was always so calm, and his calmness made her feel that he was not here for her.

Only his demons are like a real flesh-and-blood person.

Lingzhi sighed, what was she thinking.

He is God.

It's not human.

Bai Yan stood beside her with his body hunched, and there was no longer a look of indignation in his eyes.

"I found out that the Jiaolong under Huizhou was sealed by Emperor Mingjing when he was in the Ming Dynasty, a total of seven, in order to suppress the national fortune, and now the ground movement near Huizhou is caused by seven Jiaolong."

As the patriarch of the fox clan, Bai Yan can quickly get news from all over the world as long as he wants to.

The premise is that there are foxes there.

That is, the fox and the fox grandson.

Lingzhi leaned against the wall, frowned and looked into the distance, muttering.

"Is there any news from Bai Ling?"

Bai Yan bit his lip and shook his head, "The news can't be delivered." ”

Ganoderma lucidum is clear.

The demon dragon knew so many formations in the Xuanwu Continent, how could he not take any precautions on the premise of knowing that Bai Ling knew her.

Thinking of the small communication ball found in the sunflower field, Lingzhi's eyebrows narrowed.

Did the demon dragon actually want to absorb the Heavenly Dao fragments?

He wanted to be beautiful.

"Well, pay more attention to the things down the mountain, you are not too young, you should know what to do and what not to do."

Lingzhi had just disappeared in place, and the system exploded in her sea of consciousness.

Like a little fan girl, frantically cheer her up.

[Host, you are amazing, now you are simply sassy and handsome, in the future, you will be equipped with this standard outfit, and you can still be a tiger and a tiger, but unfortunately, your original appearance is better.

At first glance, those tender yellow eyes are not mortal. 】

Lingzhi looked down at the feather coat that he poured out in the Qiankun bag, and raised his eyebrows slightly, not to mention, he was really able to bluff people.

She still wanted that fairy weapon, but unfortunately she didn't have it.

In the sky shrouded in black mist, a muffled thunder rang out.

On the outskirts of the city, the Han family villa.

Han's mother instructed the servants to light up all the lights in the entire villa, and for a while it became bright, like a huge lantern.

Han Zijun was guarding Han Juanjuan's door, his index finger lightly clasping the wooden door.

"Juanjuan, you haven't eaten for two days, is it okay to eat a little?"

Han Mu stood behind him, biting her fingers and looking at the closed wooden door a little nervously, and waited for a long time, but there was still no sound.

She frowned, glanced sideways at Han Zijun, and whispered.

"How do you usually ask me for money? Use your abilities. ”

Han Zijun took the food plate and pushed it in the direction of Han's mother, "It's not like I haven't tried it, otherwise you came?" ”

Han Mu ducked back, swept the door that was still closed, and sighed distressedly, "Come on, my words, she will be even more uncomfortable when she hears it." ”

She recalled what she said to her after Juanjuan's accident, and her intestines were blue with regret.

She is the victim, but she has to put pressure on her again.

At the beginning, I clearly said that I should be patient with my child and try to trust her.

But in the end, she still didn't do anything.