If it weren't for the fact that she didn't have aura now, she would have to use the incense of the god as a medium to summon the gods, and she wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.

Jiang Buwan was lying on Lingyi's back, his body was colder than the cold night wind, and the frozen Jiang Buwan sneezed a few more times.

Ling Qi thought about it, and then took out the fox fur that he threw to Jiang Buwan at the beginning, and then wrapped Jiang Buwan tightly with the fox fur.

"Will it still be cold?"

"It's not cold."

Ridge lowered his eyes, his green eyes seemed to be a little lost, he knew that he was different from Jiang Buwan, her body was always soft and hot, like a little sun that constantly released heat.

And he...

His body was as cold as ice, and he often froze Jiang Fuwan to a runny nose.

In the past, he never felt that there was anything wrong with his body temperature, but after staying with Jiang for a long time, he also wanted to have a hot body temperature and a beating heart.

"Leng Qi, you look carefully, don't miss it, as long as you see a place where there is a god statue, you can stop."

"Hmm."

The two finally found a dilapidated small temple, the temple that had fallen to the city god in Qingshui Town, and they all became rich and noble in front of this temple.

His door was wide open, and the wood of Liangshan was also rotten, and even half of it had fallen, and there was not a single incense on the incense case in front of him.

Leng Yi pointed to the deepest part of the small black room and said, "There is a statue there, can I do it here?" ”

Jiang raised his eyebrows late, he was really not afraid of taboos, so he used his fingers directly.

"Yes." Jiang Bu was late to take out the incense prepared in advance in the baggage, and this incense was still stolen by her Ling Mi from Qingyun Sect.

It's just that the mountain gods here are too miserable, and the temples are dilapidated like this.

Jiang Buwan sighed, lit the incense, and then inserted it into the incense burner in front of the statue, silently reciting the mantra of summoning the gods.

After she finished reading the last word, an old voice sounded, and then, a white-haired old man walked out of the statue, "The immortal summons the little immortal, what are the orders?" ”

Jiang didn't greet him too late, and asked directly, "Do you know about the recent loss of a baby in the Immortal Cultivation Realm?" ”

The crane-haired old man glanced at Jiang Butai slightly, and he asked cautiously, "Shangxian, don't you know about this?" ”

Jiang Butai saw the mountain god here behaving like this, where she still didn't know the beginning and end of the matter, it was really as she guessed.

She closed her eyes in disappointment, the upper realm was really rotten now.

"Is it the work of the immortals of the upper realm?" Jiang asked without delay.

"Exactly." The old man nodded, not daring to say anything more.

Jiang didn't delay for a while, Fang opened his eyes, and asked, "You tell me everything you know." ”

From the mouth of the mountain god, Jiang Butai finally knew the whole story.

Since the upper realm canceled the heavenly rule that the gods cannot be moved, the gods have thought about the love of the gods, and found another immortal with more affection, and the two combined to give birth to the next generation, and the abusive today is with her, and tomorrow there is another person, and even with mortals, the fairy who marries and has children is not nothing.

They said, since immortals can move emotions, why can't I find mortal demons?

God said that all beings are equal, and if you don't allow it, it is racial discrimination.

Under the crooked reasoning of these people, the Emperor of Heaven didn't have much to say.

The immortals gave birth to heirs one by one, and the heirs gave birth to heirs, and the heavenly court was instantly overcrowded, and the gods closed the channel for the ascension of the nether realm for their own children, preventing the nether monks from going to the immortal realm and grabbing resources from them.

Jiang Butai thought that this was already their bottom line, but he didn't expect them to snatch other people's spiritual roots for the sake of their own children.

"This time, a total of five or six immortals have come down, I heard that two of them are Xuan Immortals, and the rest are true immortals."

"They summoned the immortals of the Nether Realm to ask for a list of the children of the Nether, and then took the children away one by one."

Jiang Butai asked, "Where are the children now?" ”

"Yes. It's dead. ”

They dug out the spiritual roots of people alive, how can the child live?

Jiang Buwan gritted his teeth, his hands under his sleeve robe were clenched together, and his nails were buttoned into the flesh, and there were traces of blood.

She can't waste any more time in the Nether, she must go back quickly, otherwise those people in the Upperworld will not know how many children will be killed.

You must know that there are more than 200 children in the upper realm who do not have spiritual roots.

"Shangxian, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Jiang Buwan forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and she asked, "Are you involved in this matter?" ”

The old man shook his head, "My strength is behind among the many earth immortals, and the immortals don't look down on me." ”

Jiang Buwan was silent and did not speak, and after a long time, she said, "You go down." ”

Jiang Bu turned around and returned to the dark woods, she looked up, the moon hung alone in the sky, and the black branches were like black ropes that wanted to lock the moon.

"You're sad." Ling Qi heard the faint smell of blood coming from Jiang Buwan's body, as well as her sad and angry emotions.

"yes." Jiang Bu said that she leaned against the trunk of the tree, looked at the moon above her head in silence, and after a long time, she said, "Lingyi, I may need your help in the future, will you help me?" ”

Leng Qi: "I'll help you, don't be sad." ”

Don't you understand what Jiang is sad about, for the sake of those disappeared children? But she obviously didn't know those children, why was she sad for people she didn't know?

Jiang sat all night, she looked at the dark sky in silence, and her eyes were full of emotions that she couldn't understand.

Leng Yi was lying on the beam and looked at Jiang Fei, who was sitting motionless in his position, he was a little curious, what was she thinking.

Jiang didn't think about it all night, and finally came up with a way, she wanted Xiang Zhihan to kill her as soon as possible.

She didn't have time to play the trick of love with him.

But how do you force him to do it? After all, although he was looking for her to spend his love robbery, he never told him that he wanted to kill someone.

Just as she was thinking hard here, Xiang Zhihan on the other side also found the disappeared child.

More than 200 children were randomly discarded in the cave like rags, and without exception, they were all disemboweled.

Xiang Zhihan and the monks looked at the miserable situation in the cave and their eyes were red.

"Who is it?! Who is so cruel to a simple and innocent child! ”

Xiang Zhihan struggled to keep his composure, and jumped into the stinking cave, where the children had been left for some time, their flesh beginning to rot, maggots tumbling in the flesh, and bloody intestines drooping outward into black-red blood clots.

Xiang Zhishu's hands trembled, and he examined their bodies, and he saw the distorted and pale faces, some of the children crying, some struggling, and some as calm as if they were asleep.

Douda's tears fell down his cheeks and fell on the children's corpses, and he tried to keep his cool in a trembling voice, "I've checked, and their spiritual roots have been dug up. ”