It happened to be attacked at the time of the Fairy Demon League, and it had to be vigilant.

"Come on, come on."

Qiu Bodeng answered casually, still playing the boring little game of "poke" with the little puppet.

Lu Jing was silent for a moment, looked at the puppet sitting upright again, and said earnestly: "Young Master Qiu, you are a family man now, you can't compare to a bachelor like this son. Someone is still waiting for you to bring him back. Where's the family...the ugly daughter-in-law has to see her in-laws, not to mention he abducted someone and eloped without saying a word..."

"I didn't take him home."

Qiu Bodeng suddenly said.

"Okay, okay," Lu Jing agreed with him perfunctorily, "you go home with him, okay?" After speaking, Lu Jing shook his head like a pedantic, "Poor, Taiyi worked so hard to become a little master, It was so easy to be abducted by the Wu clan... It is really sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it."

Qiu Bo Deng: ...

"Lu Shiyi," Qiu Bodeng whispered, "Last month, I saw this book in the bookstore, and it was quite interesting. What is it called "Return to Dreams", have you heard of it?"

Lu Shiyi didn't say a word and ran away.

After running out of two steps, he stopped abruptly and looked in a certain direction of Meicheng.

Qiu Bodeng also looked over.

When he raised his eyes, the pattern of Ruomu Lingpup on his sleeve suddenly flickered for a moment, the light was dim and almost imperceptible.

……………………

Zhuang Jiuzhu, Zhuang Da and Young Master, curled up in a cold and hard cave.

The sound of beetle scales and feet rubbing in his ears, and the stench of carrion and blood in front of his nose, the combination of the two made him dizzy and dizzy.

Why he is here is a long story.

After the eldest young master came down from the Jinghong Baijuzhou, he inquired about the whereabouts of the bosom friends and rushed towards Tianchi. Meicheng is built on a mountain, looking at Tianchi Mountain in front of you, in fact, it goes up and down, the houses are scattered, ten steps and nine fans. For the first time in his life, Master Zhuang went out on his own. Fortunately, he kept in mind the unbreakable truth that "money can make a ghost run a mill", and asked all the way and groped.

Halfway through, finally caught a glimpse of the shadows of bosom friends from a distance, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In other matters, Zhuang Jiuzhu has always believed in "there is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up", but he is very persistent in painting, and he never stops, and he loves colorful ink. Seeing that the bosom friends disappeared as soon as they turned around, I thought how could this happen? He gritted his teeth and kept chasing him, and in the end, he accidentally hit and stumbled all the way and crashed into this underground devil's cave.

... God knows why there is such a ghost place in Meicheng.

Zhuang Jiuzhu glanced down cautiously, and saw the four bosom friends holding their breath, lurking not far away. He deliberately wanted to go there and told them to escape together, but the candles in the burrow flickered and there were people guarding them. Zhuang Jiuzhu had no choice but to shrink back into the grotto again, half-familiarly running the Qi-gathering art taught by his master.

——In ancient times, those who had the qin searched for a confidant in the mountains, but now there is a dandy underground to save the confidant.

I am really a generation of Danqing people with both German and Chinese.

Zhuang Jiuzhu was quite moved by himself.

Ye Cang and the others didn't know that there was such a strange creature in the place twenty or thirty feet above their heads.

Originally, several people received the "Uncle Lu" greeting gift because they wanted to go to the pub to eat and drink. In the middle of the road, I accidentally encountered a sneaky black-clothed monk who privately raided mortals. I thought that Xizhou was also like the previous Zhunan Jiucheng, who only robbed mortals to become brothel prostitutes.

Finally, in the southwest corner of Meicheng, very far away, such an underground cave was discovered.

The cave is hundreds of feet deep, and the sun cannot be seen.

Located at the intersection of the cold veins, it contains cold air and does not emit it. It should have been a winter eye in Meicheng. Now I don't know who has manipulated it, and it has been transformed into a yin cave, carved on the wall, using the natural terrain and more than 100 chains hanging copper bells to seal the ferocious aura.

There is a blood pool in the cave, and countless female corpses are undulating.

Blood pool snow corpse, hundreds of ghosts.

It is the magic array.

"Demon Corps" is a semi -new and old thing.

It is said that it is new because it officially appears for twelve years. It is old because it was born from the previous "inviting magic." Before the sky was falling, the monks led by Xuanqing Gate were able to be described as the god of heaven by sacrifice. Later, the master Wulodden ladder chopped the gods, and the sword of the gods destroyed the city. This pulse was cut off.

A hundred -footed bugs are dead without stiffness.

In the turmoil of the ancient and modern times, the 90,000 heavenly god was killed by the teacher Wu Luo, and it was a little missed fish. These leaks of fish are difficult to survive in the world, and they simply become the desert, becoming a "demon". The once "God descended" has become "attracting magic."

The fire was swaying, and the two men wearing ghosts came in.

Like the principal.

Ye Cangxian's younger brother and sister closed their eyes to avoid being found. These two people, a tall and thin, shaped like a skeleton, a wide -shape fat, a large belly ... Ye Cang suddenly remembered the laughter heard in the tea house.

—— Bai Gongzhuang owner!

"Adults, ask the magic, is it successful or not?" The owner of Baizhuang walked across the gallery bridge of the blood pool and arrived at the center of the altar. His voice was light, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

On the formation, a black fog.

Roll boiling.

Like something to break out, but was bound by death.

The breath is extremely dull, and the ancient Austrian is deep.

"According to the reason, it should be obscure, and there should be some respect, and a ray of consciousness should be reduced ... Maybe it's not enough for you to sacrifice. The desert leaning over to check the array of connecting blood pools, and asked, "How did you detect it a few days ago? I can tell you that this is the order of the desert. It ’s a stable thing about entering Youcheng. I’ m a few more words for you.