Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Take something? Li Huowang thought a lot when he heard Master Jingxin say this.

Seeing that Li Huowang looked a little dignified, Jingxin explained.

Don't think that I'm taking advantage of the problem to get rid of your master. That thing is the key. Without that thing, no matter who comes, you can't separate your master. He is too close to you, too close, too close, I can smell him on you now.

These words made Li Huowang's heart a little heavier, he thought for a while and said again: Master Jingxin, this should be the last condition, right?

Seeing the other party nodding, Li Huowang took a deep breath and said, Okay! It's a deal, what do you want.

He is not afraid that the other party will raise conditions, but he is afraid that the other party will not believe what they say. As long as they raise conditions, it is still within the scope of the transaction.

At least from the current point of view, Li Zhi did not lie before his death, and the nuns in Anci'an were indeed good people in a certain sense.

In this weird world, it is hard to find such a person.

And now he has no choice but to find another way, I'm afraid Dan Yangzi will arrive first.

A pair of eyes, a very strange and evil kind of eyes. There is a forest two hundred miles to the east from Mount Henghua. Go there and get the evil spirit back. Jing Xin said the final condition.

Evil spirit? What kind of evil spirit? What ability does it have? Li Huowang wanted to know what he was about to face.

It's called the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. That thing is very strange. It changes every year on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. Not only does its appearance change, but its magical powers also change. I don't know what it looks like now. You just remember that it is red.

How to get rid of its pair of tricks, you can figure it out yourself, you have a big thousand record on you, are you afraid you can't solve it? Besides, your master who became a fairy will let you die No?

The eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month? Is this also a name?

Li Huowang looked distressed, that's it? Without any hints, let yourself deal with some kind of evil? Doesn't this mean that when you go there, you are completely blinded.

He didn't want Dan Yangzi to make another move. If he made another move, God knows who his body belonged to.

Can I ask the masters in the nunnery to help? Other things can be discussed.

Hehe, they are lazy, very lazy, if you have the ability, you can persuade them to move, but you don't have the money to hire them to go down the mountain now, hehehe. The meditation master teased his juniors softly.

Now that the target has been determined, Li Huowang no longer writes. After confirming the position of the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month with Jingxin again, Li Huowang cupped his hands at her, turned around and prepared to leave.

Don't bother the teacher, eat the meal, I'll go down and let someone bring the gold up.

Hey, by the way, I smell persimmons on you. I like persimmons the most. Remember to give them to me too.

I know. All the gold has been handed over, and there is no shortage of food.

As Li Huowang turned and left, the house fell into darkness again.

But the blind meditation didn't have any effect, she stretched out the black right hand between the fingers, and reached into the greasy folds of her own fat.

After fishing for a long time, there was a sound of wave, mixed with putrid liquid, a thin old man with shrunken limbs and bald head was pulled out.

The dying old man's mouth was slanted, and he muttered something from time to time.

Jing Xin gently hugged him in her pus-flowing arms, and swallowed the food in the basin mouth to mouth.

Son, did you hear that? After a while, you will have persimmons to eat, hehehe, are you happy? I still remember that persimmons were your favorite food when you wore open crotch pants.

The old man did not respond to the sound of meditation, and unconsciously retched the contents of his mouth.

As if Jing Xin didn't notice, she continued to repeat the action just now.

Have you seen that, this kid is just as heartless as you, but he will be much worse than you in the future, you have a mother, he has no mother, and I don't know what will happen to him in the future, Hey, this kid is also a poor man.

Inside the Penglai Inn, Bai Lingmiao, who was naked, put her hands on the side of the barrel and sighed softly, I don't know what happened to Senior Brother Li. It would be nice if I could go up with him before.

Should I tell him or not? If I tell him, won't he worry about me? But he has enough worries now.

After thinking for a long time, thinking that the water in the bucket was a bit cold, Bai Lingmiao stood up from the water with petals in the bucket, put on his clothes and walked towards the bedroom.

It doesn't matter, anyway, after three days, if he doesn't come down, I will definitely go up and look for him. Who says I'm a burden?

There was a creaking sound, and Bai Lingmiao closed the door again. When the door closed, behind the door was a strange woman wearing a red hijab, a colorful striped skirt, and red embroidered shoes, just like that.

When Bai Lingmiao came into the room, he lifted the quilt and got in with a hint of playfulness on his face, holding the person under the quilt tightly with both hands.

I like Miss Xiaoman the most. She is so hairy and comfortable to hug.

Xiao Man turned around and followed the white-haired girl face to face, and could feel her slight breathing.

What's so good about this kind of thing? It's because of these black hairs that other people regard me as a monster. Even bachelors in their sixties dare not marry me.

Don't worry, Miss Xiaoman, you will definitely find your ideal husband. Bai Lingmiao stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the other's black hair.

No need, I hate men, I want to be a comb girl! Xiao Man said firmly. I don't rely on men, I can still live!

Why did you do this? Miss Xiaoman. Bai Lingmiao's eyes widened in surprise. She wanted to ask if it was her father's reason, but she stopped talking.

Watching Xiao Man turn around and turn her back to her again, Bai Lingmiao put her arms around her and hugged her gently.

Miss Xiaoman, if you have no place to go in the future, then come to my house. How about you being my child's godmother in the future?

Xiaoman didn't answer anything, but looked at the wall in front of him with hesitation in his eyes. Are you really planning to marry Senior Brother Li?

Bai Lingmiao didn't answer, but bashfully thumped her body.

Do you want to stop thinking about it? I'm doing it for your own good. Although Senior Brother Li has done us a favor, there's no need to thank us like this. After all, he...he's that kind of person.