The people at this table in Xifu were stunned, such a strange holy beast made everyone reverent, and everyone stood up, stretched their necks and looked up at this holy beast.

It was just as tall as an ordinary cow, and there was nothing auspicious around it, but it inexplicably gave people a great sense of oppression, and when it approached, this pressure increased even more, so that everyone did not dare to look up at it, but could only look down at its big feet and long snake tail.

This inexplicable feeling of being suppressed is felt by everyone at the table, including Feng Hu, of course. He watched from afar when the beast came straight in, there was still a surging fighting spirit in his heart, this is a holy beast praised by everyone, if he defeated it, then Miss Shen would definitely know about it, and she would definitely look at him with admiration, but when it came to a mile range, he lowered his head like others, and his heart was 100% surrendered, and he couldn't afford the slightest will to fight. This is the power of the sacred beast.

The crowd is like the sea, and after the holy beast walks by, it naturally gathers into an ocean and continues to eat, eat and watch the play.

It wasn't until the holy beast had gone far away, a mile away, that everyone at the table had come to their senses and could breathe freely.

Xifu stared at Feng Hu with deep meaning, "Do you still want to challenge it?" she didn't ask this sentence, but everyone knew what that sentence was, including Feng Hu.

Feng Hu and Xifu looked at each other for a moment, then lowered their heads and looked at the heads of those black presses. The answer was already very obvious, "How can you challenge it?" If you are close to it, you will not be able to generate the slightest fighting spirit, so how can you challenge it?"

Xifu was overjoyed in his heart, he couldn't imagine that he was so anxious and worried, but the appearance of the holy beast of the other family was solved. That's how wonderful things are!

Feng Hu frowned, if Miss Shen was secretly observing him at this time, she must have sensed the boundless coercion of the holy beast, so she would no longer worry that Feng Hu would be killed by the holy beast, in the face of such a level of coercion, everyone would instinctively surrender, how could there be any fighting will. Even if you can't force Miss Shen to appear with the information of challenging the holy beast, then what else can you do?

"If you are destined to meet each other, why do you care about it for a while?" Father Su intimately persuaded.

Feng Hu smiled bitterly and did not speak. That's all there is to it for the time being.

That night, several people stayed up until dawn before they got up to return.

Everyone went back to their own homes, and Twelve Niang didn't want to go back, but she looked through a small book, which recorded that there was still a guest to receive at night, so she also went back to the Sword Dance Club. This guest must not release pigeons, this is the old suitor of the Twelfth Niang, and the person is also very responsible, very respectful to the Twelve Niang, the key is that this person is also very energetic.

When Xifu and the Su family father and son walked into the inn of the three provinces, they keenly noticed that there was something abnormal.

There were soft black hairs floating in the air, and in Xifu's divine sense, these fine hairs shimmered sporadically in the air. Xifu sniffed, and there was a fishy smell of blood, this fishy smell was extremely faint, and it was impossible to feel it if he didn't open his divine sense with all his strength to feel it.

The bun in Xifu's arms couldn't be quiet, and he jumped down to the stairs and ran upstairs. Impatient, it seems that upstairs has the delicacy it craves. Xifu also ran up tightly.

The father and son of the Su family also sniffed and sniffed, but they found nothing abnormal.

Running up the corridor on the third floor, the bloody aura disappeared. It disappeared very suddenly, as if something had obscured one's senses out of thin air, because it disappeared too suddenly and completely.

Baozi ran around the corridor, sniffing through the cracks of the doors of each room, and found no clues, and Xifu also followed it, and also found nothing.

"Master, you must have smelled it wrong, neither my father nor I smelled it, and we didn't see any fine hairs! Or maybe you were too worried these days, causing your senses to hallucinate, this problem may be a precursor to going crazy......" Su Dalang hummed and comforted Xifu.

Daddy Su pinched Tie Hanhan fiercely, but this product was so solid that he didn't sense Daddy's reminder until he finished saying a sentence. "Daddy, did I say the wrong thing again? Shouldn't I comfort my master?" Daddy had an agreement with him, pinching the forearm is to "shut up", and pinching the upper arm is to "stop......

Father Su grabbed his son's forearm and dragged him to the room next to him, smiling apologetically at Xifu, "Master, don't listen to her nonsense, trust your own judgment, it's better for the little master!"

Xifu nodded, she couldn't really be frightened by Su Dalang's comfort, and believed that her feelings must have a reason. But she didn't perceive hostility or danger, so she didn't have to worry too much.

Xifu pushed open the door, and there was no blood.

Baozi sniffed, and then ran into the room, jumped on the soft quilt at once, and lay himself in a circle, and before Xifu finished bathing, he heard Baozi's soft snoring.

Xifu soaked in a large rectangular wooden barrel, the barrel is warm hot water, as a top inn, there is hot water supply 24 hours a day, in such an early winter time, soaking in a hot bath is the greatest enjoyment of life.

The heat above the bucket was thick, and the black hair of Xifu was like a waterfall, covering the shoulders and chest, only exposing a delicate small face of melon seeds outside, the black hair was more and more lined with the small face as crystal like jade, the big eyes like jewels, shining in the candlelight of the night, the small cherry mouth, showing a beautiful pink, and the water vapor stuck to the lips, making the cherry mouth more like a petal with dew falling outside.

Xifu closed his eyes and immersed himself in the beautiful enjoyment. At this moment, she didn't think about anything, she didn't think about sealing the tiger, she didn't think about her future of cultivating immortals, she didn't think about the tracking of the Qiwang Mansion, she just suddenly remembered a person, that person had a tall figure, long hair like silver, and broad shoulders. But Xifu was not a sentimental person, and shook his head diligently, throwing the man's appearance out of his mind.

The future doesn't have to be imagined, the here is the only thing.

Suddenly, there was a knock in a corner, and when I listened closely, it was gone. The sound was clear, and it was close, no more than two arm's lengths away.

Xifu stood up, his body as innocent as jade left the water, and it was displayed in the candlelight, the candlelight was fluttering, the hibiscus was warm, the beauty was like jade, and the picture seemed a little ambiguous.

Xifu walked to the wardrobe and took a white silk robe from the closet, and when she got dressed, and then looked at the corner where the robe had just been placed, she found that there was a wet black mark underneath, and the smell of blood came, and along the source of the bloodstain, she saw a small white ghost creature lying in the corner, looking at it with wide frightened eyes.

It was a creature she had never seen before, it was all black, and if it didn't open its eyes, it would be hard to spot it on a night like this, and you would think it was nothing more than a shadow cast by clothes.