The so-called essence of the void star should also be mentioned on the twenty-eight nights of the three walls and four elephants in the sky.

The god of the void star belongs to one of the seven houses of Xuanwu in the north of the sky, and its god is the appearance of the head of the rat in the sky. And the rat essence in the world, except for the golden-nosed and white-haired rat spirit who called himself Mrs. Diyong in the bottomless pit on the West Heaven Road, climbed the relationship between the Tota Heavenly King and the Prince Nezha, and basically recognized the ancestors under the title of this Void Sun Rat Star Official.

However, in the eyes of the immortal warlock, because the cockroach has the name of the stove horse under the seat of the stove king, he does not sprinkle more cockroach medicine in the kitchen, which is simply stupid and unworthy of being born as a rammer. Because rat essence and virtual rat are similar in appearance, they can not carry out the sanitation campaign to eliminate the four pests, and such people should also be dragged directly into the garbage dump for deep landfill, rather than continue to stay in the world and waste food.

Everyone can say the truth, but almost 1,800 years later since the end of the Han Dynasty, because he had a friendship with the head assistant with the eighteen sons in the name of the dynasty and also called Xiaoqiang, and had some improper dealings with a scholar with the surname Li, a rogue real estate tycoon who eats all black and white is not still rampant?

This world is often a world that fights the backstage.

Of course, if you meet a character who is only happy to fight whether the sword is sharp enough, whether the Taoist technique is subtle, and whose nature is unrestrained, this kind of thing in the background will not necessarily be easy to use.

Standing in front of this rat spirit, Wei Ye half-smiled and said softly: "Although most of the beasts in the world can become spirits and monsters, the four types of apes, foxes, rats, and tigers are the most psychic changes. It is said in the books that 'a hundred-year-old rat can be good at divination', and it just so happens that I have a matter that I can't decide, and I need you to be a senator for me, if the question in my heart can be solved, you can also escape this murderous disaster, so you can understand?"

This old man even reported his original body, how could there be anyone who didn't understand the current situation, and hurriedly shouted: "Shangxian but what are the instructions, the little old man has one to say, two to say two, knows everything, says everything, never dares to deceive the immortal!"

Wei Ye didn't say anything to it, and only pointed to the inner house of the Wang family behind the guest house: "Today is the joy of this bride of the Wang family, you mountain spirits and wild monsters who came to congratulate you, even if you don't know anything about people, you should know that the cave house is not a casual break." The bride who has been remarried may not be pleased that you fur and horned things are in such places to congratulate her. I just don't know, where did the bride of the royal family accept your congratulatory greeting?"

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When the immortal warlock pressed the gray-haired rat spirit, the courtyard that seemed to have been opened up from the void was still a beautiful and dust-free appearance of frost and silver. However, in this pure white, there are girls whose clothes are flying, and their spirits are all complete, and a set of women's self-defense techniques that resemble Wing Chun, like eight poles and like small grapplers are beaten by her heartily and lookably.

In front of Sima Ling, those monsters that looked like human heads, but were actually spiders, kept leaping up, and occasionally spit out a piece of spider silk from their mouths to disturb Sima Ling's vision. However, in Sima Ling's small, delicate fist, with that sharp golden aura, any kind of tough spider silk can only be cut off.

Wang Liuniang was still dutifully directing the spider maids to pounce up, but behind her, in the sla, there was a shrimp whisker bamboo curtain.

Behind the bamboo curtain, someone held a wing fan with pheasant feathers, shaking it gently, and looked coldly at the farcical scene in front of the court.

In the imagination of many people and even monsters, a god who dominates a radius of hundreds of miles around Huaili County, even if it is a goddess whose love path and marriage are not very smooth, at least has a princely style. In the assumption of a certain immortal warlock, this self-righteous lady of the earth is at least like a trumpet Queen Mother of the West.

However, the woman sitting behind the bamboo curtain has clear eyebrows and slender waist, even if she is sitting in danger, there is also a faint sense of romance. However, this lady of the earth looked like a young girl who had not yet come out of the cabinet, like a fruit that had grown into a branch in the summer, although it was full and juicy, but it had never gone through the heavy procedure of hanging frost in early autumn, and there was more of a sour and astringent taste, and less of the sweet taste of a mature woman who had been brewing for a long time.

It's such a woman who looks so cowardly and pitiful, but at the moment she is looking at the little mute very seriously. After looking at it for a short time, Mrs. Diyi's face showed a look of disgust, and her beautifully shaped eyebrows also wrinkled slightly, becoming a small Sichuan character. She beckoned to the side, and a dwarf-looking attendant walked up and bowed to her, before sinking under the floor.

After sending away the dwarf attendant, Mrs. Diyi finally spoke out with a hint of impatience: "Wang Zhuxi, if you can't take this little girl, just retreat, and you don't have to make such an ugly appearance again." ”

As soon as these words came out, a crimson look of shame flashed on Wang Liuniang's face, and then she looked at Sima Ling, as if she had finally made up her mind, like a bird, and raised her arms.

In the frosty white courtyard, the pure white color that does not eat the fireworks in the world faded rapidly.

No, the word fade should not be used, it should be said that the pure white color is gathering rapidly. gathered beside Wang Liuniang and gathered in front of Sima Ling.

In front of the eyes of the half-demon girl, only a dazzling pure white remained, as if she was in an eternal light, like the scene of human beings first arriving in heaven described in some religious propaganda materials. And with the spread of this dazzling pure white, the air also became viscous, like a pool of hot water filled with a large amount of pea flour, quickly turned into a sticky paste, Sima Ling was like a small insect falling in the paste, stuck to his hands and feet by this sticky and dazzling pure white, and could no longer struggle.

In the five senses, which are much sharper than ordinary people, there is a demonic energy, which is rushing from under the ground, at a very fast speed!

She only had time to make one movement, which was to push the little mute behind her a step back: "Run!"

However, this push immediately made Sima Ling regret it, because right in front of her, a ground cracked on the ground in an instant, and a strange hand with hair and only four fingers even on his thumb stretched out from the ground and grabbed the little mute's ankle!

Sima Ling turned around and stretched out his hand, and his fingertips only had time to make a mistake with the little mute, and the strange hand dragged the little mute all under the ground!