Ao Chun looked at the sleepless background, with a little surprise on his face, the sleepless movement just now was extremely fast, but he still saw clearly, the moment he held the nail, the nail turned into a black gas and submerged into her white palm, and the trace of golden light turned into a golden needle and was put away by her.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, Ao Chun seemed to think of something, but soon the slightest thought was to disappear, and there was no trace of it, no matter what his identity was, what his origin was, it was always good, why did he bother with these irrelevant questions.

Shaking his head, Ao Chun cleaned up the table, and then continued to tell some legends to a group of highly interested demons, he told them vividly, but the story was false and real and had long been unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Most of them are crazy men and women, heroic short of breath stories, the drama books in the world have long been written, but this group of little demons is moved to listen to, and the demons are bored and can only seek some comfort in other people's stories.

Back in the room, I spread out my hand, the golden needle was lying tightly in her palm, there was a familiar aura on the golden needle, as if it was yesterday, and as if it was a previous life, she seemed to see a silver-haired young man standing in front of her, chuckling and looking at her, but unfortunately everything was illusory.

"Mo Li, after all, I owe you more. He sighed leisurely, and casually inserted the gold needle on the ball of thread on the side, and then didn't take a second look, because he was afraid that he would not be able to keep his oath, and he would not want to be trapped in this half step.

In the void outside the sky, a black figure was faintly visible, his body was full of black gas, and there was a golden glow flashing, half of the general gods looked very weird, his body was stared at eight pitch-black nails, there was a black wound under the ribs, the blood in the wound had dried up, but a big hole was clear, as if it had been passed by something recently.

Not far from this strange young man, a woman in a white dress sat quietly in front of a grass hut, her gaze seemed to be frozen, always falling on the strange man's body, occasionally revealing a trace of sadness.

Ten thousand and three hundred years, such a long time, but the seal is only slightly loosened, so how long can you stand in front of me again, even if you are reluctant to give me even a smile?

The woman in the white dress sighed faintly, retracted her gaze and returned to the grass hut, after a long time, everything became meaningless repetition, and the boring days became habits.

The ghost king's birthday is approaching, and there are more guests in more than half a step, these people are all going to participate in the ghost king's birthday banquet, and the half-step inn is only open once a day, which has played a role in the control of personnel, otherwise a group of people will flock to it, but they will be tired to death.

Xiao Pepper just finished cleaning up a table, reached out to wipe the sweat on his head, and shouted at Shi Dangdang on the side: "Stone, the boss lady hasn't come out to work for many days, even if she is the boss, you can't come like this if you are lazy, you go and call her out." ”

Shi Dangdang wiped the table silently, and when he heard Xiao Pepper's words, he just replied lightly, "What do you have to do with me." ”

Xiao Chili Bai Shi dared to take a look, this guy called him Shi is really not wrong, bored all day, she raised her eyes and searched in the crowd, and saw Ao Chun who was registering on the side, and hurriedly walked over, and when Ao Chun finished registering, Xiao Chili reached out and poked him.