At the moment, the Taoist priest who left with Lele said angrily, "why do you want me to leave? Do you know that I could almost subdue the soul."

At the thought that the soul is so powerful without soul power, the Taoist priest wants Jiujiu more and more. If he can refine Jiujiu into a ghost pill, he will become an immortal.

Looking at the Taoist priest's greedy face, Lele sneered at him. Human beings are greedy and ridiculous.

Lele sneered and said, "do you know who the man was just now?"

"Is he also a living soul?"

When the Taoist priest said that Xiuyi was a living soul, Lele almost laughed: "he is mother Meng. He cooked the bowl of soup you want to drink. Do you want to continue?"

"Isn't Meng Po a woman? Why is she a man?"

"Superficial." Lele looked down at the Taoist priest and whispered, "today you hurt the soul, they will be on guard against you. It's not easy for us to attack that woman in the future. In order to avoid long dreams, I'll find a way to lead out the soul these days. At that time, you'll capture her, you know?"

Hearing Lele say that Xiuyi is Meng Po, the Taoist priest was also curious, but he was particularly convinced of Lele. Therefore, he didn't continue to ask.

Because Jiujiu's two shoulders are cursed, and Xiuyi won't lift the spell, Jiujiu's two arms hang like dislocated. With Xiuyi's action, it fully explains what is lonely, weak and helpless.

Because his arms can't move, Jiujiu's whole life is loveless. He doesn't say a word when sitting on the sofa. Even his red and gorgeous lips in the past have become a little white. Xiuyi, who used to quarrel with him in the past, can't bear to see Jiujiu's silent appearance. He whispered, "well, do you want to look at gossip with a mirror."

In the past, when Jiujiu used the evil mirror to look at gossip, Xiuyi hated Jiujiu for spoiling the tall Evil Mirror, but now seeing that Jiujiu was lonely, weak and helpless, he took the initiative to let Jiujiu use the evil mirror to look at gossip.

Jiujiu raised her head, looked at Xiuyi with a sad face, and then said, "look."

When Xiuyi saw that Jiujiu said he wanted to see it, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and took out the evil mirror. Without Jiujiu saying it, he directly said what Jiujiu wanted to see. He was considerate to no friends.

In the house, the black-and-white impermanence who didn't want to return to the size of the yellow spring. After seeing the content in the evil mirror, one couldn't help being scared and turned over. In an instant, the turtle shell was facing down, and his four legs kept shaking and making a sound.

Of course, with the sounds from the evil mirror, it is inexplicably harmonious.

After Jiujiu read the gossip, Xiuyi immediately changed another one with extra consideration. However, Jiujiu's two arms can't move now. She's almost suffocating. Looking at Xiuyi, she complains: "Xiuyi, I'm not talking about you. You're the most unethical person I've ever seen. If people are immortals, you can't be professional. Even if you can't even spell now, isn't it a little too much?"

It was in a calm mood that the Tucao was being miserable. So he did not want to make complaints about nine nine. He said with a calm heart: "if not for me, you have been taken away by the Taoist priest now."

"Why, do you want me to thank you?" Jiujiu picked her eyebrows, looked at Xiuyi's handsome face, smiled and said, "there's no reward for saving your life. I can only promise you by example. I hope you don't dislike it."

Originally, Xiuyi, who only wanted to get points from Jiujiu's mouth, didn't expect Jiujiu to suddenly be a demon and say something like this. A face turned red in an instant. After a moment, he pursed his lips and whispered, "are you like this to all people? It's too not reserved."

Jiujiu looked at Xiuyi's face, which suddenly turned red because of this sentence, and immediately smiled. Her eyes blinked and blinked. After a while, she said with a smile: "of course not. If she was ugly, I would say that there was no reward for saving her life. The little woman can only be a cow and a horse in the next life to repay your kindness. After all, who can tell about the next life."

Jiujiu's eyes turned around when she said this. Her eyes were cunning like a cunning fox with a successful head. Xiuyi's eyes were a little straight for a moment. A moment later, she blushed and lowered her head.

Black and white impermanence, who was still struggling to turn his career, immediately laughed like a barbell after hearing Jiujiu's words.

After black-and-white impermanence finished laughing, before he continued to turn over, Xiuyi kicked him from the ground. Xiuyi looked at black-and-white impermanence expressionless and said, "you should go back. If this happens again next time, see if I can take care of you."

Black and white Impermanence: "

Xiuyi didn't wait for black-and-white impermanence to make a sound, so he directly crushed the jade pendant and threw black-and-white impermanence back, while Jiujiu asked Xiuyi curiously what happened to the ghost.

Jiujiu is really curious. After all, everyone's soup is different. People who come to naiheqiao must drink the soup before they can go. Now the soup is gone, what should Xiuyi do.

Hearing Jiujiu ask himself what to do, Xiuyi said coldly, "I brought together the soil stained with soup and stuffed it all into his mouth for him to swallow."

Of course, this is inspired by Jiujiu's last Soup for that flower crazy girl.

Unexpectedly, Xiuyi would do this. Jiujiu was stunned and laughed like a barbell. Oh, hey, Xiuyi's belly is black. It's not too cute.

Seeing Jiujiu smile, Xiuyi was stunned and laughed. Although he didn't know what he was laughing at, seeing Jiujiu smile, he inexplicably felt a little sweet and laughed.

While Jiujiu and Xiuyi were laughing, there was a sudden energy fluctuation in the house. As soon as Jiujiu looked up, he saw a man in ancient costume.

A silver white dress, crow black long hair, fixed with only a white jade hairpin, narrow Danfeng eyes, sword eyebrows into temples, tall nose, pink thin lips, handsome with a taste of fickleness, and the handsome man didn't run away.

At the moment of seeing the man, Xiuyi had a touch of doubt in his eyes.

Xuanwu doesn't wake up every time he falls asleep for less than a hundred years. Why did he wake up so soon this time?

When he came here just now, Xuanwu had already been to Naihe bridge. He threw black and white impermanence on the ground as a toy countless times. Xuanwu, who vented his anger, did not look at Xiuyi first as usual, but looked at Jiujiu.

The more he looked at Jiujiu, the more surprised Xuanwu was. At last, he raised his hand and touched his chin, sighing: "I didn't expect it to be true."