August 15, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Riots in Baihua City.

The disciples of Lingyun Pavilion who came out of nowhere, like a powerful ghost who crawled out of hell, have a hideous face and ruthless methods, killing people when they see people, and killing demons when they see demons.

As early as half a month ago, Hua Quliu had searched everywhere for the disciples of Lingyun Pavilion, but the female ghost who was manipulating behind her back was very cunning, and after leaving Qinglan City, she removed the ghost breath covering them, making them no different from ordinary people, with a vast sea of people, and nowhere to start.

Baihua City closed the city gates, and allowed to go out and not enter.

The disciples of Chongyue Tower, before August 15, regardless of their rank, all signed a contract with the demon.

Every household in the city was investigated, and all suspicious people were arrested and taken to the Wangyue Tower; all the people who entered Baihua City after the accident in Qinglan City, regardless of men and women, were taken to the official prison; and the displaced people who had fled from the north gathered outside the city gate, crying and screaming, and making noise for half a month.

For a while, people were panicked, and every family was closed, kneeling and praying in front of the treasure statue of the Snow Treasure Demon King on the offering table every day.

But on August 15, Baihua City still had an accident.

The bells on the moon platform rang out in the sky, and the whole city wailed, which was extremely tragic.

Lingyun Pavilion is a major sect in the rivers and lakes that has emerged in recent years, and its disciples are naturally very considerable, even if they have suffered a lot of losses in Qinglan City, but the disciples of Lingyun Pavilion who appear here now can still muddy the still water of Baihua City and set off a bloody storm.

The people inside the city want to go out, and the people outside the city want to come in, but they don't know that inside and outside the city, there are evil spirits seeking souls, and they have nowhere to escape.

Hua Quliu stood on the top of the moon platform, the hunting wind swept up his snow-white robe, and he had no time to take care of the people in the streets and alleys, stumbling and fleeing for their lives.

Hua Quliu took every precaution, but she ignored one point, that is, the female ghost who was manipulating the disciples of Lingyun Pavilion behind her back.

If she was hiding in Baihua City, with the cultivation of those disciples of Chongyue Tower, who would be able to reach her?

She's in the city, and she's afraid that the puppets she manipulates won't be able to get in?

Hua Quliu didn't expect that she would dare to come to Baihua City and make trouble under his nose.

If you don't find out this troublesome female ghost today, how can you be worthy of his title of ancient demon king.

Moreover, only by finding out the female ghost can this catastrophe be quelled.

On the street, Bai Fen was pasting "little white talismans" on the heads of the disciples of Lingyun Pavilion.

"Little White Talisman" is the ancient talisman that Huajiliu taught her to draw in Yunqi Yam Xiang Valley, this talisman will make the monster appear in its original form, and stay for three hours without moving, only the person who draws the talisman can remove it.

The reason why it is called "Little White Talisman", Hua Quliu heard that this charm was taught by him himself, and he took his nickname for commemoration.

And what White Fennel really means is that the first time she used this spell was on the head of a little white rabbit, which is the most memorable thing, so what she really memorialized was the little white rabbit, not the little white fox.

A few days ago, together with Hua Qu Liu, she improved the "Little White Fu", so that it could not only subdue demons, but also exorcise ghosts.

The Lingyun Pavilion disciple with the charm on his head couldn't move, and the ghost breath on his body dissipated, like a wooden stake in the panicked crowd, the expression on his face was both hideous and dazed.

The people who had a little courage tried to raise their sickles, and when they slashed down, black blood gushed out, and after a few more swords, their stomachs pierced through their intestines, and they hacked this evil ghost to death.

Cut a few evil ghosts in a row, the morale of the people was greatly boosted, some bold, carrying hoes, holding kitchen knives, followed behind Bai Fennel, she pasted one, and they cut one.

It is not an easy task to paste the "Little White Talisman", these disciples of Lingyun Pavilion have become puppets without independent consciousness, unconscious, and do not know pain, but they are extremely ferocious and violent.

They were covered in blood, black mist lingering, and they slashed the silver swords filled with anger in their hands, and they were fierce and tireless.

Bai Fen has to protect the people behind her, and on the other hand, she has to find ways to put charms on the brains of these puppets, although with the help of Hua Qu Liu, she is about to cultivate into a demon, but at the moment she can only be regarded as a half-demon, without much effort, she is already sweating and panting like a cow.

Bai Fenn was about to rest against a blue brick wall when a slender figure flashed from the corner of the wall not far away. She was stunned, although it had been many years, she still recognized the owner of the back at a glance.

Isn't that Li Lingshuang's sworn enemy in the Tongtian Pavilion.

She's coming too?

Yes, she is now the head of Lingyun Pavilion.

The great sect of cultivating immortals, one of the four major sects in the world, was made into a miasma by her, no one is not a ghost, if her master Li Junwei knows under the spring, he is afraid that he will be angry, but he himself is not a good bird, and he almost killed Xiaozhi back then.

Sure enough, there are many people who claim to be famous and decent, but they are rotten inside.

The disciples of Lingyun Pavilion are all here, and it is not uncommon for Li Lingshuang to appear here.

At the beginning of Tongtian Pavilion, Bai Fennel and Li Lingshuang had choked each other, but now that she has come to Baihua City, how can Bai Fennel allow her to slip away under her nose?

Stuffing the "Little White Fu" into his arms, he sacrificed a spiritual power, and the white anise swept towards the alley where Li Lingshuang disappeared like a violent wind.

Li Lingshuang seemed to be looking for something, looking around all the way, looking anxious.

The streets and alleys were crowded with panicked people, and bloodthirsty ghosts, Bai Fenshuang didn't have to be deliberately hidden, she was tightly behind Li Lingshuang not far away, she wanted to see what Li Lingshuang wanted to do!

When he encountered an eye-catching disciple of Lingyun Pavilion, Bai Fen gave him a "Little White Talisman".

Passing by a shop selling rouge gouache, Li Lingshuang glanced at it, suddenly her apricot eyes widened, she rolled up her sleeves, and pulled out a woman with silk and satin piled up and down her body from the shop.

Although it was autumn and the weather was getting cooler, she was dressed more, and her colorful brocade clothes were wrapped around her bloated and fat body, and Li Lingshuang was holding her collar at this time, like a colorful clay doll, which was very funny.

What's even funnier is her face, when she raised her head, Bai Fen couldn't hold back her laughter, she quickly covered her mouth, the people of Bai Huacheng cried so much that she was crying out for the sky, her laughter was really out of place.

The fat girl's big face is even more exciting than the role of singing.

Dare to love her to see the escape of the shopkeeper, rouge gouache doesn't want money, but she piles it on her face and piles up such a ghostly makeup.

Li Lingshuang looked very angry, she nodded at the fat girl's face, and said angrily: "When is this, you still have the heart to be here in stinky beauty!"

The fat girl ignored her, picked up her sleeves, sniffed under her nose, squinted her eyes, and said happily: "Fragrant." ”

Li Lingshuang waved her fist, looking like she wanted to beat someone, but she didn't seem to be able to help the fat girl, she didn't have rouge and gouache on her face, but she was also angry for a while, blue and red, purple and white, very exciting.

Bai Fenshuang also waved her fist, what a fucking relief! Unexpectedly, ten years later, when she saw Li Lingshuang angry, she still felt happy.

But before she could withdraw her fist, it was covered by a warm palm, and then her back pressed against a familiar chest.

"Why did you get here?" Hua Yuanliu's lazy voice sounded in her ears, in the rushing crowd, as if asking: Have you had lunch?