My aunt is three and a half years old, holding a baby bottle to tell her fortune

"This court declares that Hu Yaoyao's divided soul has committed crimes and meritorious service, so he can go to the underworld to be punished. But the divided soul is a part of the body, and Yang Xian is also the plaintiff, so he has the right to execute the punishment." The judge himself did not believe this and stammered. It's over, looking at Hu Yingying, "Hu Yingying will be sent to the ordinary prison of the Supernatural Administration Bureau. This trial is over. Thank you for your underground assistance."

After finishing the conclusion, the judge began to pack his things.

He was under too much mental pressure today and had to get off work early to rest.

As for what the master of this room wants to do, it has nothing to do with him, an ordinary judge.

Hu Yingying was taken away and the judge also left.Cui Yu said a brief goodbye to Mianmian and disappeared with the Ten Palaces of Yama and the ten Yin Commanders.

Only then did someone make additional noises at the scene.

"Thank you, my aunt, thank you Yang Xian..."

"The monster is finally dead, and I can give an explanation to my son."

"Sister-in-law, I will continue to support your live broadcast."

Amid the thanks of everyone, Qingxu asked everyone to follow him to the backstage of the court.

This court was originally set up inside the Supernatural Administration Bureau, with a rest room at the back.He also said some words of thanks to Mianmian, then glanced at Yang Xian, and quietly leaned into Mianmian's ear to report to Mianmian.

"Yang Xian has been in the Erlang God Temple these days. I guess he has received the statue." Qingxu made a small report, with a bit of embarrassment on his wrinkled face, "I don't even know how to talk to him. , he also learned some techniques from me."

At that time, what Qingxu thought was that if Yang Xian always refused the status of "reincarnation", he could take Yang Xian as his disciple and teach Yang Xian to enter Taoism in the way of ordinary people.

Yang Xian was originally a disciple of Taoism, but at that time he was still divided into Jiejiao and Chanjiao, but now they are no longer distinguished.

"It turns out that no matter what happens, it will still be the same." Mianmian happily discussed with Qingxu, "Isn't Situ Zha also Zha Zha now? So Yang Xian is still Yang Xian, no problem."

Seeing that Mianmian was so happy, Qingxu couldn't help being curious: "Little Junior Sister, why are you so happy?"

Mianmian touched her hair: "Because Mianmian cut off the chain this time, he was not punished by God."

She was originally prepared to hear God say that she was going to punish her, but nothing happened this time, so of course she was happy.

"That technique was created by the Demon Emperor back then." Xuanwu suddenly took over Mianmian's words, "The laws belonging to the Demon Emperor have no direct relationship with your grandfather. What did Cui Yu say about Feng Xian'er? "

Everyone here is one of their own, so Mianmian openly told the story of rescuing Feng Xianer.

After hearing this, Xuanwu felt that he had guessed pretty well.

When a mortal commits suicide and becomes a ghost, but has not yet entered the gate of hell, the rules for staying in place and being unable to leave are set by heaven.Mianmian broke this rule and only lost her hair. This punishment can only be said to be extremely light.

Xuanwu stared at Mianmian for a while, then his eyes fell on Yang Xian again.

He still remembered the last time Yang Xian and Situ Zha came to him to ask questions.Now Yang Xian is completely different from before. This is Yang Xian's own choice.

"I want to go to the Dragon Kingdom Library." Xuanwu suddenly said, "You go with me."

Mianmian has no plans to travel next.

She agreed to go with Xuanwu, turned her head and asked Yang Xian: "Yang Xian, do you want to go with me?"

"Yeah." Yang Xian responded, his voice low.

Mianmian looked at Qingxu with a smile: "Senior Brother Qingxu, let's go."

Qingxu nodded and said he wanted to send Mianmian away with him.

As soon as he reached the door, Mianmian was stunned.

She saw a strange person whose fate could not be calculated!Thinking whether this person might be the reincarnation of another god, Mianmian didn't pay much attention.The reincarnations of the gods she had seen were destined to her, and those who could not meet her meant they were not destined.

If we pass by each other like this, it must be fate!

Mianmian didn't pay attention to the man standing at the door, but the man saw Mianmian and Yang Xian and Xuanwu beside Mianmian.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he squeezed his fingers habitually, making a gesture of holding a pen.

Just in time, Mianmian turned around at this time.

She was originally a short person, and when she looked back at the man, she happened to see the movements of his hands.

This action felt very familiar, Mianmian frowned and thought carefully.

Lu Lu suddenly appeared: "Mianmian, he is Potian!"

Heaven breaking!

Mianmian also remembered Potian who was writing in the air with a pen in his hand in the broken Kunlun mirror.The finger movements of this person standing at the gate of the Supernatural Administration are really the same as Potian!
"Catch him, he's one of the bad guys!"

Mianmian said as she ran towards the man. The flying sword in her hand was summoned and she was about to attack the man.

When Potian saw that his identity was revealed, he quickly summoned his pen and quickly wrote fonts in the air.As the font took shape, he himself disappeared from the place, just disappearing in front of Mianmian.

"Ah, why did you disappear without a trace all of a sudden just like before?"

Mianmian was confused, wondering how Potian left.

Yang Xian was also frowning at this time.

He did accept the divine power left in the statue of Erlang God, and also restored some memories.In my memory, among all the immortals in the sky, there is only one whose magic weapon is such a pen.

"Potian, Si Ming?"

When Xuanwu heard what Yang Xian said, his eyes were filled with interest: "You said that person just now was Si Ming?"

Siming's name is not called for nothing.

The gods in the heaven are beyond the Three Realms, but they also have to abide by the established destiny.Although Siming is a small official and he doesn't have much ability, as long as he holds the life pen in his hand, he has the ability to change the fate of gods, mortals or monsters.

Among the endless enemies, there is actually such a guy.

That day, the Taoist priest whose arms were cut off by Mianmian, and the two of them, Potian, come together. Who is the boss?

Xuanwu and Yang Xian were silent together.

Her eyes wandered between Yang Xian and Xuanwu, looking at this and that, her round eyes too busy.

She was curious why everyone fell silent as soon as the word "Si Ming" came out.

After holding it in for a while, Xiao Naituanzi finally asked: "What happened to Si Ming? If Po Tian is Si Ming, is it difficult to defeat him?"

When the question was asked, the little guy clenched his fists, obviously nervous about the question.

Xuanwu bent down and flicked his forehead.

"It's nothing difficult." He curled his lips slightly, "You kid is a little bit stupid, but it's not certain whether you will win or die with him."

If Si Ming was really capable, how could he stand at the door and not be able to get in?
He must be here to save people.