I inherited my husband's divine position

"This is……"

in the shadows.

Mi Bayue, who wears Ye You Guixi and incarnates as the God of Night Tours, stands among them.

No one noticed her existence.

Since the turmoil in Cuixia Valley, she has watched the whole process here.

The man-made treacherous tide, the disciples of Cuixia Valley killed each other, Liu Sheng captured Meng Tingchun, and then Meng Tingchun escaped from Liu Sheng and fell into the hands of the owner of Cuixia Valley, and fell into the enemy's display together with the owner. The phantom of the strange energy, until now the phantom is shattered, the owner of the valley was killed, and Meng Tingchun collapsed and broke through.

At this time, Mi Bayue, who was a yin god, had nowhere to hide everything in her eyes.

"Extreme Yin Physique."

The secret hidden in Meng Tingchun's body was completely exposed at this moment.

Mi August also understood why she was robbed.

It's just that Meng Tingchun didn't show any difference before today. Whether it's the speed of cultivation or other aspects, how did the Yang faction notice her?

Mi August was thoughtful, all the known clues and information were turning in her mind, and they were connected in rapid succession.

He didn't look away from the scene, and didn't make a move.

The spiritual master who killed the owner of Cuixia Valley walked to Meng Tingchun's side.

He was covered in a layer of black mist covering his figure and appearance.

The bone claw flew out from the sleeve and was about to grab Meng Tingchun, but saw that the ground under Meng Tingchun's body was sunken, and brought her body down and disappeared, leaving the man in vain.

The bone claw trickster was furious, how could he not know that someone was snatching food from a tiger's mouth.

He quickly caught the aura fluctuation of the oriole behind him, and chased in one direction.

Approaching the edge of Cuixia Valley, I saw a thin guy coming out of the ground with a person on his shoulders.

"Stop running!"

The boneclaw trickster sneered.

Just like killing the owner of the Cuixia Valley before, the bone claws grabbed the thin spiritual master's sky spirit cover as quickly as lightning, and crushed it violently.

Before the head shattered, he turned around and gave him a weird smile.

"not good."

It was too late for the boneclaw trickster to discover something was wrong.

As the puppet died, the spiritual explosion spread around.

The bone claw trickster was hit, and a big hole was broken in his chest.

His face was furious, he didn't expect to be teased once.

This way of attacking east and west is really extremely cunning, one can tell at a glance that this person is very good at it, and if he delays all this time, Meng Tingchun might have been taken away by the other party long ago.

It never occurred to me that everything I did was a wedding dress for others.

The more the bone claw trickster thought about it, the more angry he became, and after thinking about it, he turned and returned to Cuixia Valley.

At this time, it was deep in the Cuixia Valley.

The skinny trickster running underground ignored the monsters raging above, and lingered greedily on Meng Tingchun several times.

"If it weren't for the low rewards for the task, I would have made you my new avatar."

He didn't know Meng Tingchun's spirit body traits exposed at this time, but the kind and honest Yin spirit attracted by Meng Tingchun could also tell her that she was a treasure, otherwise he wouldn't be offered a reward.

Choosing between breaking the rules and giving up the mission rewards, and this worthless healer in his hand, the lean healer struggled for a moment and chose the former.

"But the entrustment only said that you want to live, not what kind of life you want to live."

The lean spiritual master chuckled, and his eyes fell on Meng Tingchun's butterfly bone.

The butterfly bone is where the female spiritualist's Yin spirit is the thickest, so it's always right to intercept it first.

He was about to dismantle the bones with his bare hands.

Meng Tingchun did not completely lose consciousness. It can also be said that her consciousness was very clear at this time, but her body was weak and painful and unable to move.

She had never been forcibly pulled out of her bones before, but just thinking about it, she knew it must be very painful, and the butterfly bone happened to be one of the gathering points of the strange energy of Qigui' Nightmare'.

When the thin trickster's evil deeds were about to be carried out, strange spiritual fields suddenly appeared in all directions, making him stop in the middle of his movements.

"what?"

The lean trickster tilted his ears, not sure if it was his hallucination just now.

wrong.

When he has such uncertain thoughts, it has already explained the problem.

The skinny trickster has been doing desperate things all year round, and he is experienced in facing all kinds of dangers.

He immediately stopped his underground rush, and decided to leave this shortcut that had already experienced an unknown anomaly and was obviously no longer the safest route.

It's just that as soon as he moved, he found that the surrounding land became as heavy as a thousand weights.

"Could it be that guy is catching up!"

The first thing the skinny trickster thought of was the guy with the bone claws.

But after his secret observation, he was sure that the other party's cunning ability did not lie in this.

If it wasn't for the bone claws, then someone else was hiding it?

What a praying mantis catching cicadas and orioles behind him, his oriole snatched the food, and there were still people guarding with slingshots!

The skinny trickster had an ugly face and worked harder to break through, but found that the pressure became stronger when it was strong. He relaxed inadvertently, and the pressure also weakened.

"This is……"

"Unbelievable!"

The thin trickster's eyes lit up first, and then he regained his dignity.

If other tricksters or mages are definitely taking advantage of his weakness to kill him, they will not let go when they are weak, so it is more likely that he encountered a strange talk with rules and restrictions.

The lean trickster groped for the pressure of the land, and kept relaxing his body. Sure enough, the suffocating pressure around him was constantly weakening.

He squinted and smiled smugly.

Although he is not a book repairer and is not good at deciphering the rules of ghost talks, based on his experience, he has safely avoided many ghost talks killing rules.

in the land.

The lean trickster completely relaxed and lay down, and the land around him that was no longer under pressure was wriggling like an intestine, leading him to a certain place.

This feeling is not pleasant, as if you are in the stomach of some monster, and you can still hear the slight sound of squirming.

The lean trickster endured silently, waiting for a breakthrough.

"...Little... loach, little..."

what?
The skinny trickster opened his eyes suddenly, and went to search for the whispers that seemed far away and near, seemingly absent.

"Little loach."

Finally he heard clearly.

The sound of childlike songs.

"Slippery."

"No skin."

The lean trickster was stunned.

"crooked."

"No bones."

"Hey, where's your skin?"

"It's in my stomach~"

"Huh? What about your bones?"

"Also in the stomach."

"Why is it all in the stomach."

"Little Loach opened its mouth with a smile."

"Because the skin and bones are buried in the earth."

——Little loach, little loach.

——The little loach wants to eat dirt, it wants to eat dirt.

— Soil, all skin and bone.

Dirt made of skin and bones!

Stir and knead.

Mixed into a ball.

"!!!"

The lean trickster stared wide-eyed and suddenly came back to his senses.

He smelled a strong smell of rancid blood in his nose, and his exposed skin felt the familiar yet weird fleshy stickiness, which contrasted with the dryness of his skin.

This dryness has reached the point of extreme water shortage, like the land that has been dry for a long time is directly dry, revealing the veins inside.

Hands stretched out in all directions dug into his cracked skin to grope for his bones.

Ah ~
touched it.

What about the bones.

Grind it and wrap it in skin, it is the most suitable for small loach to eat.

Touching the hand on the bone, the touch of friction brings goose bumps.

If the bones can also get goosebumps, the lean trickster's bones should be covered with particles at this moment.

too crazy.

terrible!

Trembling from the depths of the body to the soul.

The lean trickster frantically tore the foreign palms off the bones.

roll!
Get out!
"Slippery and skinless."

"Crooked, crooked, no bones."

"Where's your skin? Where's your bone?"

……

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Can't finish pulling the hand that drilled into the bone crevice.

It can't dispel the stickiness that sticks to the skin and absorbs moisture to bring about chapped skin.

The smell of decaying soil in the nose is getting heavier, and the nursery rhymes are getting more and more sharp in the ears.

The only sliver of reason left by the lean trickster was the idea of ​​escaping from this place.

……