"You said Lin Zhiyuan? He's a thousand years old, and when it comes to the shemale war and the encirclement and suppression of ghosts, he's very close to each other, maybe you still know him! ”

Chenghuang was silent for a while, and then whispered: "His surname is Lin." ”

Although Jiang Ying heard it, he didn't see Cheng Huang squinting at the fox eyes and baring his teeth.

Finally leaving the red light behind him, Jiang Ying saw the unexpected person-Aster, who used the song "Eighteen Touches" to set Sun Zhentao's Baihuayuan Oiran.

"How is she?"

I saw the aster holding a red umbrella, half-faded in the center of the red light, and the warbler was singing and dancing. At her feet lay several monks, some sweating profusely and some of them fainting.

A few others were walking towards her in a daze, their sane companions pulling in vain. Among them were the ochre-robed monks.

Aster's singing voice is tactful, and this minor key that cannot be on the stage is also full of charm:

"Reach out and touch your sister's calf, don't dial it, don't open it. Reach out and touch my sister's little feet, and the little feet are on my brother's shoulders. ”

She twisted her waist and limbs to cooperate with the lyrics while singing, and wherever she sang, her hands caressed, and then she simply pulled her legs, softly grabbed her slender ankles, and touched her knees all the way up.

The light gauze dress slipped down to the thigh, which taught people to be ashamed.

Yes, it's "Eighteen Touches" again, Jiang Ying couldn't help but stop it:

"I didn't sing about it at the time! You don't know what to say, but you heard it from me! ”

This voice contained internal strength, and several young monks who had fallen into hallucinations gradually came to their senses, and the sober ochre-robed monk pulled the junior brother who was still relieving his mind and saluted Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying nodded: "Lan Xiang is waiting for you, go out quickly!" ”

After speaking, he raised his hand behind him, threw the long whip, and joined each other on the red wall of light, and opened a door!

This was not a good time to speak, and the two ochre-robed men went out of the "door" first, and the other monks bowed and left.

Compared with the enchanting red umbrella demon girl in the array, Jiang Ying, who came alone in a white dress and opened the door with a green whip cave, is no different from the fairy who went down to earth.

The name of "Blue Whip Fairy" began to spread from this moment, and it is impossible to call her a sundress fairy.

Those who could move were gone, and the few people who were struggling on the ground were even more anxious!

"Dao Chief, help me......" The hoarse voice showed weakness and eagerness.

Jiang Ying glanced at them, and then looked up at "Aster".

The thin white thigh that was teasingly lifted, Aster looked at her and put it down a little weakly.

Jiang Ying satisfiedly "flashed" to those people, and kicked them all out one by one. It's nothing more than that I can't resist the temptation in my heart, and I have cultivated to the belly of a dog, and I won't be wronged if I get kicked!

Ensuring that the next conversation would not be overheard, Jiang Yingcai said to "Aster": "What? Addicted to acting? The umbrella is back to me! ”

snatched the Zhu Yan umbrella, the light of the sky passed through the deep water, faintly projected on the body of "Aster", and in an instant a white smoke rose from her, and then the aster disappeared, and Lin Zhiyuan's childlike figure appeared in place.

"You're coming fast, aren't you?" Lin Zhiyuan said.

"You're quite shameless, still "Eighteen Touches", and still raise your legs?" Jiang Ying didn't eat that set, and went back directly.

Lin Zhiyuan was bored, and originally wanted to eat more souls, but she found out. But fortunately, he was already a spiritual consciousness, and it was impossible for him to die again.

The main one has no fear.

Jiang Ying hugged his chest and looked at him: "Originally, I thought that if you can protect yourself this time, I will let you go, if you want to enter reincarnation, you will be reincarnated, and if you want to stay in this life, I will refine a body for you, tsk." ”

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yinghui wanted to let herself go, Lin Zhiyuan stared at her and shook his head.

"But your ghost path has not changed its harmful problem, if you let the tiger return to the mountain, I am afraid that this merit on my body will increase negatively."

Lin Zhiyuan felt that something was blocked in his throat, he couldn't say a word with his mouth open, and freedom flowed away from his eyes like this, but he couldn't resist.

He is only a "big supplement" spiritual sense now, and he can't beat Jiang Ying at all if he really fights - just by looking at her casual actions, she can open the door on his confusion array to know the difference in strength.

Lin Zhiyuan has been working as a "security guard" in Jiang Yingzhihai for many years, and she is also very clear about how she has operated step by step to the present.

"Since her death, I have had no hope. Gao Xiaomei? After all, it's just a fellow who doesn't know each other. So even if you change the hexagram and pinch me to death, I don't care. ”

Yoh? I also know that retreat is advance! "Poof" Jiang Ying was amused.

"You look like a 'little brother' now, at first glance, your soul is damaged, and you haven't made up for it after swallowing the demon soul, I'm afraid I dare to let it go, but you don't dare to leave!"

Lin Zhiyuan was displeased when Jiang Ying said the central matter, his family had exchanged his divine soul for huge benefits for the sake of ghosts......

"Give me back!" Jiang Ying pointed to the Yellow Dragon Jade Ring he wore on his thumb—her acceptance ring.

"For the sake of you, you've saved the most important treasures for me, as long as you return their souls, I won't care."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded, threw the ring to Jiang Ying, and his figure gradually became illusory, and he was about to return to Jiang Ying's sea of knowledge.

Suddenly, a golden figure quickly pounced on it before that, biting Lin Zhiyuan's neck!

"Ride the yellow!" Jiang Ying watched it pounce out and cried out. She didn't understand what was going on!

Lin Zhiyuan's figure condensed into an entity again, and he grabbed Chenghuang's body with both hands and dragged it outward! It doesn't matter if there is a small piece of meat, he will not die like this if he has spiritual sense, but if this guy bites him, his spiritual power will continue to be lost, and if he continues like this, he will really be annihilated!

The number of imps continued to climb out of his palms, dragging Chenghuang outward, the number of imps continued to increase, and under the joint efforts of hundreds of imps, Chenghuang did not let go and bit Lin Zhiyuan's neck.

But in the end, the two were separated.

"You are the soul of the Lin family's sacrifice back then! It is because of you, because of your half-true soul, that we have become cattle and sheep waiting to be killed! ”

Cheng Huang's voice was sharp, and the hatred contained almost pierced Jiang Ying's eardrums.

Lin Zhiyuan covered his neck, but his eyes were unusually calm: "Seniors, everyone in the ghost path, have paid a terrible price for this.

Those so-called famous and decent people did not want to bear the karma of exterminating beasts, so they eliminated the cause and effect by strangling ghosts. Didn't you still make deals with those people? ”

"Planting Gu in the living soul, the evil is so evil, you deserve to die!"

"The ancestors of the beast clan who accepted the sacrifice of the human race with their souls were not murderers? Why is it called the Altar of the Dead? Because every night the cries of virgins and boys echo here!

You like virgins and boys, so every year you have to refine your soul through the hands of the ghost path! In terms of evil, how can we compare with our predecessors?

Every child was thrown into the fire crying, and if it didn't, there would be famine and pestilence! (End of chapter)