"Ghosts are resentful" Who is seduced by the ethereal voice of "Resentment"?
The pitch-black sedan floated onto the red earth, and several little ghosts fled for their lives.
"Then, why is that God of Death back?"
A sharp cry lingered in the air in horror, revealing disbelief.
"How do I know?
Run quickly."
Mandong was not here, and her replacement was Ji Fanzhang.
Dressed in black, it was his first time in the Futuo Tower, but there was no mistake in what he did.
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After closing the note, there was no light in the black sedan.
Feng Fuyao's eyebrows were bright, apparently unaffected.
"Master Ya, there is a ghost Si Pandao ahead."
Before Ji Fanzhang came back, he had done enough homework, so he was able to face this situation with ease.
Several black-robed ghost-faced men of different heights and ferocious faces were swaying back and forth in the air like fish swimming in the water.
Their postures were extremely weird.
When they saw the huge black-clothed team in front of them, they looked at each other and sped up their swings. action and came to the front of the sedan.
"Lord Xingxiu, when did you come back?"
No wonder those Yin spirits ran so fast just now.
It turned out that the God of Death was back, but the Lord of the Demon Pond was still chasing her around.
I didn't expect that this wound would be healed so quickly. "" No one replied, and the ghost officials saw him off respectfully, "I respectfully send the Pavilion Master back to the palace."
The ghosts in Fu Tuo are very long-lived.
It should be said that as long as they are strong enough, they will not be wiped out easily.
Regardless of whether Feng Fuyao can defeat the Demon Pond or is the overlord of this side, these little spirits The little demon still doesn’t dare to offend.
This place doesn't have as many rules as the human world, it just roughly divides the territory of monsters, ghosts, and demons.
It’s just that the prosperity of the demon clan has been an unchangeable situation since ancient times.
The other two just dared to be angry but dared not speak.
Xingxiu Pavilion is located in the innermost corner of this world, covering a vast area, but there are not many people there.
Each of the four constellations has its subordinates, and the Xingxiu Pavilion is powerful in all directions with its twenty-eight constellations.
However, except for the ghosts, they have never seen other three places.
Although these ghosts are curious, they are also afraid.
One force can suppress them to a large extent.
If the three parties merge and the twenty-eight stars are dispatched at the same time, what will happen to this place?
Wouldn't it be a big mess?
A sea of red fire, a dark path of skeletons stretching for thousands of miles, Ji Fanzhang led in front, the whole team moved quickly, the phantoms were intermittent, the sound of bells was clear and sweet, and there were real strings.
There is no sunrise and sunset, no morning glow, red and black sky, strange birds flying in confusion, skeletons everywhere, and howling all over the sky.
Beyond this side, the scenery ahead looks like the Nine Heavens Palace.
In fact, it is just the misty rain and light rain on the small bridge in the south of the Yangtze River.
It has an ancient charm, but it becomes a fairyland here.
Several rows of palace maids stood on both sides of the road, extremely respectful, and said in unison: "Welcome my lord back to the palace."
All the way to the front of the palace, the eldest maid stepped forward politely, lifted up the sedan cloth, and waited quietly aside.
The plain hand stretches out first, the joints are thin and obvious, the blood vessels on the back of the hand are half visible, and the wrist is thick with fat.
Feng Fuyao slowly got out of the black sedan.
Her green blouse danced in the wind.
Her face was extremely beautiful.
She had a carefully drawn red eyeliner at the end of her eyes.
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She looked enchanting.
Her middle coat was as white as snow, and she was slender.
Waist restraint.
Micro steps in succession.
She looks like this, how can she compare with Rouya in green clothes?
That is the difference between sky and earth, clouds and mud.
Looking at the familiar place, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Master Ya of Xingxiu Pavilion, oh, who would think of the young master Fuyao in the human world.
"Everyone, get up.
In recent years, you have been staying alone in the palace.
Each of you has been rewarded with a day off, a hundred spiritual stones, and a piece of silk."
Her voice is undisguised, carrying the breeze and moisture, moistening everyone's soul.
"Thank you, my lord, for your reward."
Feng Fuyao is very generous to these people, and the reward of silver and gold here is the most useless.
Although Ji Fanshang had lived with her since she was a child, it had only been a few years.
They were just dead slaves that she had bought back when she was traveling around the world with Master Yu Xia.
When she was able to take over Xingxiu Pavilion, she dispersed everywhere.
Only Mandong came here with her, and no one else had ever seen her like this.
Here she seems to have returned to her previous life, but subduing demons and demons is always better than killing people.
Just less guilt.
"Master Ya."
Wanran and the other six knelt on the ground, lowering their heads and waiting for instructions.
Ji Fan took off his black clothes and looked extremely coquettish in his yellow shirt.
He sipped the fine wine in silence and just looked at Feng Fuyao.
Don't blame him for keeping staring at her.
She is really too beautiful like this.
He is used to seeing her wearing weird clothes or pretending to be a man, although he has also fantasized about her wearing women's clothes.
I thought it would be very inconsistent, but I didn't expect that she seemed to be a different person.
A piece of brocade handkerchief came to him with a strong wind.
That direction was the place he had been looking at.
After taking the brocade handkerchief, he gouged out her eyes.
Feng Fuyao glanced at him flatly, then turned her head and raised her hand to let them get up.
These six people were all trained by Mandong himself.
Especially Wanhan, both in expression and character, are very similar, "In a moment, take the news I received a few days before you adults left, as well as the places I visited.
Remember, you can't miss anything." ” "Yes, Lord."
"Let's sort out the recent trends in the other three domains."
"Yes, Lord."
Wave your hands, you all go down first.
Mandong, where are you and the master?
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Ghostly and resentful Two little infant spirits were hiding in the fork of a big tree.
Jia winced: Hehe, did you hear that that slutty Ninth Prince didn't ask for it for two days in a row?
Xiao Yi: Oh, don’t be like this, I’m the male protagonist.
Xiao Jia nodded: I heard that we will be recommending today After looking at each other, the two little infant spirits bowed their hands together: Officials and beauties, please keep some of them.
We also want to wear the halo of the male protagonist.
It would be better if we surpass him.
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Whoosh what are you talking about His Highness glanced at the fiery red sky and bloody air and frowned.
With a wave of his hand, he pinched the two little Yin Lings.
The little Yin Lings were so scared that they might have found out that they were trying to steal his job.
His Highness looked at their cowardly behavior and curled his lips: You are the only ones who dare to collect it?
I didn’t even ask for a few, can you?
Well, dear everyone.
If you like to conquer demons, you must remember to collect them, otherwise you will be heartbroken: