The old woman in white ignored her surroundings and walked forward on her own.

Jia Lan and Yang Cheng made a way for her, and each took a step back, not daring to act rashly.

The old woman walked slowly to the stone table under the eaves step by step, leaned on the dragon's head and crutches, looked down at the portrait of the old mother with two wings on the parchment roll, and said slowly: "This painting is Lei Zhenzi?"

The little red fox squinted at Xiaochan and "giggled" unknowingly.

Bao Xi frowned and asked, "Old woman, who are you when I asked you just now?"

The old woman said slowly, "Didn't that little brute tell you?"

The little red fox hurriedly said: "She is the old mother of Lishan! The real thing!

Xiaochan hid behind Bao Xi and looked at the old woman, and said, "No, she is not the old mother of Lishan. Legend has it that the old mother is escorted by the black-faced Dharma King every time she travels, but this old woman in white comes alone......"

The old woman silently raised her head and looked up in the direction of the sky.

The little red fox followed her gaze, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he was so excited that he was incoherent, and exclaimed loudly:

"Look at the heavens......! Black...... The Black-Faced King is here!"

Everyone looked up in unison, and there were really figures floating in the sky, and there were not just one, but three.

Jia Lan's expression changed slightly, and he saw three transparent flowing Taiji diagrams floating in the air, with a person dragging on them. Under the bright sun, the three flowing Taiji diagrams slowly floated down, slower and slower, and slowly landed in the back garden of the Li Palace.

Bao Xi looked at the person standing on the Taiji diagram in the middle, wearing a fierce black-faced mask of the gods, and the Taiji diagram on the right was holding an unconscious teenager. On the left, a taiji figure holds a blue-faced man with a cloak of hair.

"Master?" Bao Xi exclaimed, only to see that the blue-faced man was Gao Xiu.

Gao Xiu was tied up by the ice chains, his head hung down, and he neither raised his head nor called for help.

Bao Xi shouted, "Let him go!"

"Xiao Xi, this person has been using you. Su Ji's voice came from the mask of the black-faced god.

Bao Xi was slightly stunned, her eyes flashed with a long-lost light, and then she became gloomy again, and said, "I know better than you who he is." It didn't matter if he was a good guy or a jerk, he saved my life. ”

"The big war is coming, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, come with me. Su Ji reached out and grabbed her.

Bao Xi shook off his hand and said angrily, "Who do you think you are! Why should I go with you!"

"I'm your cousin. ”

"Cousin?" Bao Xi bit her lip and said in a low voice: "I don't have a cousin, I never regarded you as a cousin, I ......"

The words stopped abruptly, and she seemed to want to say something, but the second half of the sentence was not spoken.

Su Ji said: "No matter what you think, anyway, I promised your father to protect you." It's dangerous here, come back with me. ”

Bao Xi said: "I came all the way to find you, but you ignored me." Now that you think of me on a whim, I'm not going to leave today, and see what you can do to me!"

Su Ji sighed: "After so many years, your eldest lady's temper has not changed at all. ”

Bao Xi said: "After so many years of ignoring me, you don't know what I'm thinking." You've forgotten me a long time ago, why did you suddenly run out to teach me a lesson? I hate you the most!"

After saying that, Bao Xi turned around, and suddenly looked up, only to see Yang Hui's three eyes staring at him, and the heavenly eye between his eyebrows shone dazzlingly! Bao Xi's face turned pale in an instant, and the three souls and seven spirits turned into ten wisps of golden breath, slowly floating out from the top of his head. It was dark in front of her, and she didn't know anything.

The old woman swung a sword light, and Yang reversed her gaze.

Xiaochan was shocked.

Su Ji hurriedly caught her body, untied the string of soul gathering beads in her hand, and put it on Bao Xi's wrist, only to see the three souls and seven spirits floating above her head gradually returned to her body, her face slightly regained her brilliance, but there was still no sign of awakening.

Yang Wei let go of the little red fox, put two fingers in his mouth and whistled, and a big bird flew in the sky. On the back of the bird stood a man in his thirties, eight feet tall, with square lips and straight mouth, eyes like a phoenix, and full of arrogance.

At this time, the little red fox turned into the human form of Ji Bofu, looked up at the sky, and saw that the big bird's forehead was white, the top of the head was pitch black, and the pillow had large and conspicuous black crown feathers, which were fan-shaped, and it was a giant crested vulture. The crested vulture circled in the air a few times, two rebellious lows in its throat, as arrogant as its owner.

Achelipro leaned over and touched the black crest on the head of the crested vulture and shouted, "Go, crested vulture!"

Hearing this, the crested vulture moved, spread its wings, and suddenly swooped towards Su Ji, letting out a sharp long roar! Su Ji flashed slightly, the crested vultures passed by, and continued to wave their wings and fly forward, Acheliputra reached out and dragged Jia Lan and Yang Yi, and flew up in the air.

"Come back!"

Achelifu waved his hand, and the big bird dragged the three men into the sky.

I don't know how long it took, Bao Xi regained consciousness, and Su Ji's urgent voice came from her ears:

"Xiao Ji ......"

Bao Xi's eyes were closed, her mind was tumbling over, her body was so sore that she was about to fall apart, and she couldn't help but let out a moan.

Seeing her painful expression, Su Ji called out a few more times:

"Xiao Xi! Xiao Xi!"

The voice began to tremble, already a little crying, obviously worried.

Bao Xi half-squinted his eyes and secretly looked at Su Ji, seeing that he cared about him so much, but he deliberately refused to open his eyes, wanting him to be anxious and nervous for a while.

Su Ji hugged her in his arms and said in a low voice: "Xiao Ji, although so many years have passed, I haven't forgotten many things before, I remember the first time we met, it was your mother's death day, and it was also your birthday." I'll give you the Wenwu lyre as a birthday gift. You said that one day you learned it, and you want to play it for me. At that time, you were so young, and your head was full of strange thoughts. You say you like the soul in my body! If I don't let you like it, you secretly like it, anyway, I don't know if you like me......"

When she said this, the old woman in white looked at her gloomily.

Bao Xi closed her eyes, but her face turned red.

The two children glanced at each other and covered their mouths and snickered.

Su Ji pretended not to see anything, and continued to confide: "You also said that what you believe will never change, no matter how many hundred or thousands of years have passed. You also asked me: If I grew up to be as beautiful as my aunt, would I be as ...... as my uncle?"

"Don't say it!"

Bao Xi covered Su Ji's mouth, sat up suddenly, and finally opened his eyes.

Su Ji smiled and said, "Before you finished speaking, why did you wake up." ”

"You...... You're playing tricks on me!"

Bao Xi slapped Su Ji's chest twice with a small fist without pain.

Ahem!

The old woman next to her, with a gloomy face, coughed out of place.

Relying on a woman's intuition, Bao Xi felt that the old woman was obviously coughing at such a time, and asked, "Who is that wrinkled old woman, and why is she always staring at you?"

"Guess why?" asked Su Ji rhetorically.

Bao Xi pondered for a while, and suddenly realized: "Oh! I know, you must owe her a lot of money!"