Huang Jiu despondently got up from the ground, looking miserable.

In normal times, I might say a few words for it. After all, Huang Xianer has gone too far.

Especially in front of an outsider like me.

But in this situation, I think it's better to talk less.

Huang Xianer vomited an old cigarette, put down his cigarette rod, and said with a somewhat charming way, "Brother Li Yang, sister can borrow your yang blood."

I almost heard blood, and I got goose bumps all over.

That look, if it weren't for its lower body or yellow skin, I would have thought it was a sycophant.

I pinched my fingertips, put a bite in my mouth and squeezed out a pool of blood.

When Huang Xianer saw this, he put his smaller face together and said with a smile, "Brother Li Yang, please put some blood on my sister's eyebrows."

To tell you the truth, I'm a little embarrassed.

Especially Huang Jiu is nearby.

I raised my hand uncomfortably and gently pressed it between her eyes, leaving a little purples.

Bright red blood spots set off its smaller face, but also a bit fairy.

Yang blood, Huang Xianer eyes once became sharp, scared me back two steps.

"Damn cow nose, I'll let you come back today!"

The way it gnashes its teeth is really scary.

But I am very relieved to hear this.

I just don't understand, can a drop of fingertip blood give it so much confidence and courage?

Huang Xianer didn't greet me, so she turned and walked outside.

Huang Jiu came over and gave me a push and said, "Brother, go out and have a look."

I am also worried that Huang Xianer is no match for the old bull's nose. After all, it is only half-shaped and has many physical restrictions.

Just like I cleaned up Huang Jiu before, it's not that it's good, but that it's not a person.

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In the face of Taoist orthodoxy, peach wooden swords and money swords are not as good as fire sticks, so I didn't bring them.

At the entrance of the tomb, Huang Jiu jumped on my shoulder, raised his paw and pressed it on a circular bump. With a rumbling sound, the entrance of the tomb fell down.

It seems that after the dove took over the magpie's nest, they also spent a lot of time repairing the old organs that had been in existence for thousands of years.

The stone sealing the door of the ancient tomb is very thick. I pushed it with my hand and it was opened by manpower, which is an extra guarantee.

Walking out of the weeds that covered the tomb door, I found that the Woods outside the whole tomb group were shrouded in fog.

It's dry in this season. Although the river is rich in water, it's hard to get foggy in the mountains. This should be Huang Xianer's means.

Huang Jiu showed the way, and after walking four or five meters, he met Huang Xianer, who was sitting on a collapsed tombstone with his legs crossed and smoking an old cigarette comfortably.

I wanted to go there, but when I saw four colorful paper men standing beside it, I was afraid and stopped a few steps away.

In just a few minutes, the fog around it has faded a lot. Soon, there was a crack in the Woods ahead.

An old man and a young man plunged out of the forest and went to the open area where the tombs were located.

Two groups of people, and so directly met.

Seeing me, the little Taoist priest pointed at me angrily and said, "Master, this little bastard knocked me out and robbed me."

Compared with the anger of the little Taoist priest, the old Taoist priest was calm and cautious, and his eyes fell on Huang Xianer for the first time. When he saw Huang Xianer holding his head, his pupils shrank slightly.

Seeing that his master was silent, the little Taoist stared at me with a short black knife, gnashing his teeth and coming towards me.

My in the mind a surprised, quickly picked up a dead stick in the hand on the ground, dark blame yourself why I didn't expect, dealing with people, nature is the machete.

Fortunately, the old Taoist grabbed him and warned him not to mess around in a low voice.

The little Taoist priest is indignant, and his eyes are almost full of fire.

But in the face of the semi-shaped Huang Xianer, Laodao was cautious and handed over: "Laodao Laoshan Liu Changxuan, I don't know what the Xianjia is called?"

Since ancient times, good and evil are at odds, and the old man is not in a hurry to make moves, but also signs up for himself. His attitude is already very good.

Huang Xianer vomited an old cigarette and asked lukewarm, "What are you doing on my site, a Taoist?"

Liu Changxuan was very restrained and glanced at me and said, "I have something to do with that little friend."

Huang Xianer huffed and puffed the old cigarette. "He is my guest today. If you have something to do, go to his house another day. I don't welcome Taoist priests here."

Liu Changxuan smiled, slightly bowed, and his tone became tough: "Laodao has a few words, and I want to talk to this child alone!"

He bit one child at a time, which made me a little unhappy. Before Huang Xianer could speak, he said impatiently, "If you have anything to say, just say it here. Forget it alone!"

Liu Changxuan smilingly said, "Little friend, listen to an old advice, there are some things you can't grasp. It's better to hand it over as early as possible, so as not to get into trouble. "

Can't grasp it?

I looked down at my hands and saw a woman corpse in my mind.

Big is a little big, but it seems to be not much different, and I can barely grasp it.

Huang Jiu squatted on my shoulder and coughed in my ear when he saw my absence.

I came to my senses, blushing shyly and saying, "I don't have to worry about it, I think I can handle it."

Huang Xianer didn't wait for the old man to speak, and then my words said, "Since my guest said it was unnecessary, I won't send it!"

Liu Changxuan's face sank, and his tone was colder than just now. "Listen to Huang Xian, are you going to stop the old-fashioned dignitaries?"

Huang Xianer rolled his eyes. "My guest can have it if you want. What is Huang Xianer when I am?"

Liu Changxuan Lian Xiao twice, stretched out his hand and stopped, let the little monk back off, then took off his belt and shook it hard. It turned out to be a black whip more than one meter long.

Huang Jiu saw the whip and nervously reminded Huang Xianer, "Wife, that's a whip made of black dog hair. Be careful."

Huang Xianer also don't talk, suddenly took a drag on the old cigarette, spit it out when the smoke is divided into four strands, along the nostrils of four paper men went in.

The four paper men's eyes glowed green instantly, their stiff limbs became flexible, and they were separated into four directions and rushed towards the old road.

Huang Jiu, who also controls paper men, put his son in a paper shell, while Huang Xianer made a judgment with one breath.

This is black magic.

However, Huang Xianer's skill is great, and Liu Changxuan is not bad either. With a shake of the whip in his hand, the whip rings like thunder, and the rolled-up air billow just scatters the residual fog around him.

I gasped, carrying Huang Jiu back a few steps.

Seeing the paper man approaching, Liu Changxuan lifted his robe to his waist and greeted him at a strange pace. A whip was drawn on the front paper man's chest.

This force, paper men will be broken.

However, the paper man just paused, and his hand continued to sweep toward the sophisticated other.

I was looking at the thrill, and suddenly a sharp pain in my chest.

I feel that Liu Changxuan's whip seems to have been drawn on me.