The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1973 Counseled Demon Lord
Mozun could tell the little girl's thoughts at a glance, he was a little helpless.

Shadow is obviously forced by Jun Moyuan, okay?

It's not that Shadow didn't protect the little girl well, causing her to get hurt.

Being punished by Jun Moyuan, apart from the basic haircut, he also specially added an order that Yin Ying was not allowed to speak for a month.

Not being allowed to speak for a month made the shadow at that time feel like being struck by lightning, but he caused the mistress to be injured, and he naturally had to bear the punishment, so he did so, and the guy behind became like this.

Mozun helplessly, glanced at the shadow, frowned, what is this guy doing so close to the little girl?Is it itchy?
Shadow, who was still chattering, suddenly felt that his scalp was a little chilly, and when he raised his eyes, he met the bloody pupils of his own emperor. He was so frightened that he showed an embarrassing smile, and immediately shut his mouth , silently moved a little away from Leng Wuyou.

But I couldn't help complaining in my heart, it really is a person, no matter what character he is, he is so jealous.

Leng Wuyou looked at the Demon Lord's order in the hands of the Demon Lord, the flickering light became more and more urgent, and then looked at the motionless Demon Lord, and couldn't help but frowned, "Why don't you leave?" Isn't it urgent? ?

Mozun paused for a long time, and suddenly, he stepped forward, taking advantage of the little girl's inattention, he directly took the little girl into his arms, and he let go of his hand in about two seconds.

At the moment when the little girl was about to explode, he chuckled, left a word, and disappeared.

"Go now."

Seeing his emperor's eagerness to slip away from the side, Yingying couldn't help laughing a few times, "Hehe, I really didn't expect this demon master to be so cowardly."

And Leng Wuyou who stayed in the same place held his chest tightly and wanted to explode, but he had already slipped away.

He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth secretly, but a look of complexity flashed in his downcast eyes.

world realm phantom condensation domain
The normally bustling avenue was exceptionally quiet today. There were theatergoers on both sides of the avenue, and the middle of the avenue was vacated.

From the other side of the road, a group of people came, and as they walked, the white paper money floated from the sky like huge snowflakes, and was swept up into the sky by the occasional wind.

A burst of suona sounds, such as weeping, complaining, resentment, and desolation, spread throughout the entire road with spiritual power.

The silent crowd looked at this side with their heads outstretched, and the children stood beside their adults with curiosity and innocence in their eyes that were disturbed by the world.

"Mother, mother, don't they marry a bride? Why is it white? Before, when my brother married a bride, it was always red."

The little girl's eyes flickered, full of doubts.

The woman next to her was a little panicked when she heard her words, she covered the little guy's mouth, and immediately hugged her, "Don't talk, baby, or you will attract wolves, wolves are fierce and can eat people of."

Hearing mother's words, the little girl was so frightened that she immediately squeezed her little mouth tightly, shaking her head like a rattle, and the words in her big talking eyes said, "Don't eat me if I don't talk."

The suona sounded continuously, and the sad atmosphere instantly infected everyone present, making people want to shed tears involuntarily.

The long line walked and stopped, and every time it stopped, the old man who was walking in the front with a hunched waist would throw out the paper money in his hand, and then raised his head and shouted loudly.

"Gudlin, come pick me up!"

The voice was so long, coupled with his hoarse voice, there was an inexplicably gloomy feeling.

And at the end of the entire line are people wearing sacrificial talismans, with mysterious pictures and texts drawn on their clothes, and from time to time, following their special steps, those runes collide together and form a group. It looks like a beast.

With his bare feet on the ground, the bells on his ankles and the soul-inducing bell in his hand made crisp and clear bells that echoed each other.

"ding, ding"

"Jingle Bell."

"..."

The bells echo each other, entangle each other, and form a soul-inducing song.

(End of this chapter)