Compared with Mr. Dayan, it’s much easier for him to be dignified. He laughed. "Brother Dayan, do you think the ghost will treat the old man like him when he goes back to the ghost fire?" Mr. Dayan mused, "It’s best to win over nature when fighting. If the tendency of ghosts is obvious and deliberately preferential treatment, it will immediately lead to contradictions. Bishuijun will not wait and die, so the situation will be even worse …" Thought of this, he suddenly interrupted his heart. "We will ask for trouble again. Whether it is good or bad for someone to worry about it depends on the ghosts eating shadows."

"Brother Dayan said very well, since the excitement is over, I’ll leave now." Luo Qi Chang acted flat and agile, then got up and smiled. "Brother Dayan, although you are worried about your brother’s metempsychosis, you can’t just stand by and ignore it on both sides.
"Especially in the north, recently, the demon phoenix, the qingluan and the ancient sound have torn their faces, and the situation there is unpredictable."
"It’s not enough to say that three people become tigers, but although the north and south are far apart, the two sides are one. If you want the south to control the north, you can’t worry about it, and vice versa." Mr. Dayan continued, "After finding the plastic spirit pool, I will go to the town at the invitation of Li Zongzhu, and so will Emperor Haidong." Luo Qichang nodded and admitted that "base has led the elite of the clan to the seat first, and then it will also rush to the right path. Besides you and me, there are still nine cases where Fahua Sect and Xumiao Sect go together to stabilize
Luo Qi Chang laughed and took Luo Yuji’s hand to say goodbye in a hurry and drifted away.
When the two of them were far away, Mr. Dayan shook his head and said, "We can’t stay here for a long time in autumn. Let’s go, too." All the monks should get up and put out the fire, and after a little sorting, they will fly to the depths of the jungle.
Just as Mei Jie flew up, she looked back and wondered, "Where are you looking?"
"Well, it’s nothing." In the whisper, Gu Qiaoer flew at this piece of land with someone’s breath and went away.
Chapter VII Relying on
Li Jue Zhu Gou Zong has gone deep into the southwest jungle in a fierce battle. It is a long way to Tenghua Valley, but Wan Li and Guimen Lake are two days away. Of course, this is for his classmates.
After all, it’s very uncomfortable to get used to the rainbow flying happily and then look at the usual sword control.
Yan Ru seems to understand that more than a dozen people have walked hundreds of miles, so she made the others turn back to Tenghua Valley, and she and Li Jue continued to go to Ghost Gate Lake.
Seeing Li Xun’s questioning eyes, Yan Ru explained lightly, "Yesterday, you and Zhu Gou Zongma got the news as soon as they entered the valley. I was ordered by my teacher to meet these people for ostentation and extravagance."
"ostentation and extravagance?" Li Jue laughed. It’s not bad that these third-rate brothers Zhu Gou didn’t get in the way before killing four people. Why put on a fart?
Yan Ru also smiles and looks a little chilly.
"Of course, whether you can go back alive or not depends on their luck. So it seems that you are their lucky star to send the enemy off early …" She said so bluntly, how can Li Xun not be white?
Li Xun scratched Ba Wu. "Madam, you’re firmly in position? Over the years, the old man with clear water has indeed planted a lot of eyeliner, but it’s not too simple if the gang is caught. "
"Same to you. What’s worse, Mrs. Li has left one or two others for you to arrange." Li Jue winked and asked, "Who?"
"Ye Ru" Yan Ru spat out this name, and her beautiful eyes turned to see Li Xun’s reaction cheerfully.
Li Xun was dazed for a moment before he could connect the names and figures. Then he spent a little more time, and finally his heart floated. "Ye Ru … what happened to her?" Listen to his understated response Yan Ru nodded and smiled. "Look at your attitude, I’m relieved. There’s nothing wrong with Caier’s school sister. She found that there were some shady activities in Bishuijun’s side, and now when the key was pressed, her performance was not good. Her wife looked after your face and took her with her to wait for you."
"Ye Ruhe Yin Tuo?" Li Jue recalled the small conflict when he returned to Zongmen last year.
I’m afraid these two people just started from then, but in three or four months, the development of kung fu is quite fast.
Seeing that he was really not interested in taking care of these things, he laughed. "It’s good for your wife to do it. Well, according to the teacher elder sister, isn’t everyone going to unveil the ancestor worship ceremony this year?"
"The situation forced the master to choose from the sudden deterioration of the body of the ghost fire patriarch half a month ago, and there were five or six hours a day when he was dizzy and saw his time limit." Yan Rurou’s tone of voice was polite, but the mood was cold and hard.
"According to the master’s estimation, even if he throws all the ancestor worship ceremonies into the pool of reincarnation, the result is not optimistic. The elders of Zongmen have agreed that the patriarch will choose the ancestor worship ceremony, and it will be unimaginable if there is a certain theory before the ceremony is over."
"unimaginable?" Li Xun smiled and said nothing.
Yan, such as natural white, pressed her voice even lower. "Actually, everyone is white. The situation has reached an unmanageable point, and the danger of splitting the clan door is close at hand."
"In those days, a split made us fall from the first evil throne, but now if we play the former thing again, I’m afraid it will be a disaster, so …"
"Therefore, it is necessary to strike down the other party in one fell swoop and then minimize the loss from the dependent generation. But is this the case?" Yan Rusmothering eventually should way "what teacher younger brother said is".
"That’s great. Do you have any specific plans?"
"Master, the specific plan will not be implemented until you come back." A light sentence pushed Li Xun to a high position, but Li Xun laughed it off.
He turned his attention to what was wrapped in the purple jade box and the golden pill and mud in his arms, which was what Mrs. Yan longed for most.
Without those wastes, the two-day journey was shortened by half by Li Xun and the next day at dusk, they came to Ghost Gate Lake.
Gao Ping looked at the red light floating forest and the sky junction, struggling and squirming. Occasionally, a group of birds and trees soared and were beaten with golden light, which made them somewhat angry.
"After all, it’s the Zongmen ceremony, and even the Ghost Gate Lake is a bit more popular." At this time, Li Xun can clearly feel the gloomy and dead atmosphere in the original forest. If you look at the situation, there is still the first evil shadow thousands of years ago
Yan Ru Li Xun felt vaguely that Li Xun was in a state of mind at this time, and lamented that "when I was in the heyday, my brother passed 10,000 yuan, and every ghost returned to his birthday, he would be a group of ghosts, and he would be remotely connected to the nine secluded areas in the lake to serve the ancestors."
"It’s time for Fiona Fang and Wan Li to have yin qi transpiration in succession. All the sects in this world have to make a detour to show respect … thousands of great powers and verve will never be seen again."
"I can’t stop seeing it. If I make a mistake, the situation will be worse." Li Xun’s tone is plain and half-disguised
Yan Ru’s eyebrows are wrinkled, but he can’t refute the bitter smile. "We will help the master to ascend the patriarch’s position and lower the clan shock to the lowest level. It’s still not too late to recuperate at that time." Li Jue didn’t move, knowing that Yan Ru had misunderstood his meaning, he didn’t care how Mrs. Yan was interested in the arrangement of Yamaraja before she died.
Compared with thousands of years ago, Yamaraja, Mr. You and Li Shenjun, Mr. Ghost, such people as Bishuijun and Mrs. Yan are worse than a week.
In those days, the ghosts devoured the shadows, and Yamaraja and Youli Shenjun each pulled out a wave of troops. The mysterious columns still stood for thousands of years, which is a generation of heroes.
Looking at today, if the clan is divided again, who can turn the tide and keep a large number of incense?
Bishuijun or Mrs. Yan?
The closer to the showdown, the more Li Xun can realize the despair and sorrow of Yamaraja.
The sick ghost finally couldn’t hold on, and before he ran out of oil and lights, he didn’t have a clan to train a powerful leader, but he left a mess and hoped for a miracle
But where is the miracle?
With such a sigh, Li Xun entered the range of Guimen Lake, and he appeared like a rolling boulder in the mountains and fell into the middle of the lake.
The shock in his center spread in all directions, and he could hear several people exclaiming the chorus and the silence that followed.
If he is a former Li Xun, he may feel unnatural and try his best to move himself back to the darkness from the sight of others.
Now, the blood flow from the heart seems to flow smoothly with unspeakable power, which will spread to the body and then radiate out.
It doesn’t need to be said that where Li Xun passed, everyone’s eyes unconsciously drooped or deviated while keeping a considerable distance.
In the depths of the jungle, all kinds of birds and beasts felt a little earlier, and they gathered their wings and closed their mouths one by one.
Next to Yan Ru, she was a little self-conscious. Perhaps when she first met yesterday, there were Dong Huang and Mr. Dayan’s "town field" and Baigui kept a low profile as always, which made her never really understand Baigui’s "new identity"
Seeing that hundreds of ghosts are afraid and alert, the malicious eyes are still overwhelming and towering, and she suddenly realizes that all the old conclusions about ghosts are meaningful from this moment!
Li Jue flies in the silent forest and is ready to go straight to the underground palace in the middle of the lake.
However, the flashing light in the distance broke this abnormal atmosphere.
The bearer came to the crowd in a flash, but it was a boy who seemed to be fourteen or fifteen years old.
Li Xun certainly won’t treat him like a teenager and greet him with a smile. "Brother Ghost Machine" Ghost Machine has kept this teenager’s appearance for nearly 300 years, and he has always maintained the position of "the confidant of the patriarch".