human suffering

Chapter 1499

In the middle of the night, there are basically no pedestrians in the downtown square except for the sparse taxis.

In addition to the red lanterns that have not been taken off, it proves that the new year has just passed.

There is no trace of the year.

The weather is cold, and there is still some time before spring begins.

Lang Mintao was wearing a shaman's battle robe, with bells ringing all over his body.

In the silent night, the empty square is inexplicably weird.

Originally, Lang Mintao wanted to cast spells directly in the suite, but Tong Aiguo stopped him.

The entire building has a defensive circle of the All Heavens Society, which interferes too much and has a great impact.

There was really no other way, so I chose the front of the store.

In order to express his respect for the hunting god Zhushebeile, Lang Mintao routinely started a dance.

It looks like a great dancer, but in fact it is just to increase the cards.

Tong Aiguo hadn't changed people at this time, and stood beside Lingzi's mother, asking for warmth.

"Big sister, I'm sorry, the big night has delayed your rest.

I promise, it'll be over in a minute.

Are you cold outside?
Why don't you go inside and open a suite, and charge it to my account. "

Ling Zimu sat on the flower bed under the steps.

Watching Lang Mintao dancing and dancing, he was busy there.

With a smile on his face, his tone was subtle.

"Brother Tong, do you think our three mothers are an eyesore?
This is our home, we're not going anywhere. "

Capricorn poked his head out of the broken bedding, and stood side by side with Hong Lei.

"Old man, she is gesticulating and rowing, is she demonstrating to us.

It's all mixed up with the shaman. It's not just a matter of thinking about asking a god or something.

This is a complete set, who will see it? "

Hong Lei saw it very freshly. He had never been to the human world in those years as a Buddhist disciple, so he was very curious about shamanism.

"Brother, I guess they are showing it to me, after all, there are no other audiences.

You said, she is jumping on the ground barefoot, isn't it cold? "

Capricorn cast a blank look at Hong Lei, feeling very disgusted with his brother's ignorance.

"Of course it's cold.

Or you think she is willing to dance.

Definitely not because of hot feet. "

Tong Aiguo saw that the three children were unwilling to leave, and was also a little upset.

No matter how you say it, they can be regarded as the establishment of the west, if something goes wrong, it will be bad.

"Big sister, it's actually for your own good to let you in.

a while.
Second child, what are you doing with her?

If she wants to watch it, let her watch it. "

Tong Aiguo, who originally wanted to persuade Ling Zimu, suddenly changed his expression and became a completely different person.

It seems that Tong Aijia disliked his younger brother's ink stains, and forcibly obtained the dominance of his body.

Taking a playful look at Lingzimu, she turned around and walked towards Lang Mintao.

Lingzimu still didn't move, but she had already started to think about it.

What are these two shamans trying to do?

Why do you have to set yourself apart?
The incomparably strong self-confidence, as well as the endless curiosity, made Lingzimu have to see what happened.

I don't know when Yuzao came out and stood beside Lingzimu.

"Sister, it's really inconvenient for you to watch here.

They wanted to tear themselves apart from the west, so they took the initiative to attack.

I tried to talk and talk to persuade them to come out.

Otherwise, I will be the general manager to the end. "

So this is ah.

Lingzimu didn't take it seriously, looked at Xiaotianmao next to her, and thought of another thing.

"Is this what Cai Gen meant?"

Tamamo gloated a little and laughed.

"Hehe, I guess he probably doesn't know, otherwise he will definitely stop it.

It's really sitting at home behind closed doors, and the disaster comes from the sky.

It's only been a few days. "

The eyebrows of Lingzimu frowned, what kind of demon are you going to be?

Tong Aijia walked to Lang Mintao's side step by step, and seemed to press the button to change clothes, and the shaman's battle robe was also put on.

"Boss Tong, let's do such an important thing.

Is it really okay for the three people from the west to watch the excitement from the sidelines? "

Tong Aijia shook the water knife in his hand, and answered indifferently.

"It's okay, I know in my heart, it's not good for anyone.

Hurry up, finish it early, finish it early. "

With support from Tong Aijia, Lang Mintao stopped dancing abruptly.

It's just a test, it doesn't matter whether you jump or not.

With one thought, please bring out the hunting god Zhushebel.

A figure with a height of three to four meters appeared out of nowhere, and slowly solidified beside Lang Mintao.

Slender, feminine, and covered in leaves.

With a huge bow on his back and a javelin in his hand.

It is very difficult to look at the appearance, because it also wears an ancient mask.

But judging from the protruding pointed ears and dark green hair, it looks a bit like an elf in the forest.

When the Hunting God appeared, Tong Aijia and Lang Mintao saluted respectfully at the same time, expressing their respect.

Zhushebeile didn't look at the two of them, let alone Xiaotianmao and Yuzao, but glanced in the direction of Lingzimu.

That gaze is a bit like an eagle's eye. Through the mask, everything looks like prey.

Mojiege and Honglei were caught by Zhushebeiler's eyes, and they fell into great danger immediately.

It was like the javelin in Zhushebel's hand, which could be thrown out at any time, nailing the two of them to death on the spot.

Sensitivity to danger unconsciously stimulated their fighting instincts, and they trembled all over.

Fortunately, Lingzimu stood in front of them in time, blocking the gaze.

They didn't lift the quilt, and rushed to attack in order to protect themselves.

When Lingzimu met Zhushebel's eyes, she was surprised at first.

Then he bowed his head slightly, expressing his respect for the gods.

Sensing the attitude of the mother and son, Zhu Shebei Lecai withdrew his gaze and looked at Lang Mintao in front of him.

Lang Mintao didn't need verbal communication, and directly handed over the white paper of Di Ting.

This time, it was Zhushebel's turn to be surprised.

He took the white skin, touched it in his hand, and looked at the ground under his feet.

He took the bow from his back, directed towards his feet, and drew the full string directly.

A green arrow appeared on the string like a ray of light.

Zhu Shebei Le was ready, but did not shoot, as if to prove again.

"It's time?"

After being asked, Lang Mintao hesitated a little.

Because when the arrow is shot, there is no turning back.

Tong Aijia answered decisively without hesitation.

"arrive."

At the same time, he stabbed Lang Mintao to help her make a decision.

Lang Mintao no longer hesitated, and nodded heavily.

"arrive."

Suddenly Zhushebel let go, and the green arrow shot out.

It was not as shocking as imagined, and it didn't even touch the floor tiles.

The green arrow disappeared, as if it had arrived in another dimension.

Only a faint green light remains, indicating that an arrow once existed.

After Zhushebel finished, he put away his bow.

He gave Xiao Tianmao a faint look, and then disappeared into the air.

After Xiao Tianmao was seen, it was as if cold water had been splashed all over his body, and he immediately ignited black flames instinctively.

But he just glanced at him and left, making Xiao Tianmao very embarrassed, so he could only interrupt with a stubborn mouth.

"Did you make it?
Just leave in such a hurry? "

(End of this chapter)