Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

Shangguan Yi scolded: "What time is it, I still have the mood to sing."

Mo Zi quilted his sleeves, stroked the decals on the side of his head with his fingers, and said with a smile: "The master did not save the wrong young master. The two of you have never gone out with the young master, and you have not seen her ability. Although she has not been a demon for a long time. Long, but he has that talent. The power of the Mu faction has already achieved a small amount, and the Luda traitor was also cleaned up by the young master himself. If the young master dies, it is equivalent to the demon master missing a general. These days , people's hearts are very impetuous, it is really rare to find a loyal courtier..."

Hearing their chatter for a long time, Su Yi felt a splitting headache.He has not closed his eyes for 49 days and is extremely tired.

"Get ready. It's hard to stay in Wuluo Mountain after the announcement. We have to change places. In addition, the division of labor between the four envoys is clear, and one is indispensable. We must find someone to fill Luda's vacancy as soon as possible. If there is a suitable one, we will go ahead." Recommend to come up and have a look with me."

He dropped the words, flung his sleeves and left.

After Su Yi left, Shangguan Yi said with concern: "Shui Niang, are you okay?"

Shui Niang shook her head and said: "The demon master didn't really want to hurt me, otherwise with his strength, he would just vomit blood from me. Don't worry, I can still bear it."

Mo Ziyi rolled up his sleeves, moved in small steps, turned his fingers away, his eyes hooked, and he sang: "There is a storm outside the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, where is the sound of sorrow breaking the silence. There is only a sedan chair across the curtain, it must be a newlywed crossing the magpie bridge. On an auspicious day and a good day, why should you laugh, why do shark beads turn into tears? At this time, I understand that there are no rich people in the world. There are also hunger, cold and sorrow, and frustration. People in the sedan chair play different tunes.

Shangguan Yi took a sip of tea and said, "It's alright, alright, stop singing, it's annoying to hear those chattering!"

Mo Ziyi glared at him and said: "What do you know, you idiot? This is folk art." He smiled slightly and said: "It seems that our demon master really lives in the heart of the master. I reckon, My lord's good day is coming soon."

Shui Niang hummed without emotion.It's just that other people didn't see it, and there was a thousand kinds of affection in her eyes, which made her heart ache.It's true that "the Tao is predestined but not predestined, and there is no complaint in my mind."

Yama lived in the Barefoot Immortal Mansion for one night, and the next day Yama was still dreaming there when he heard hearty laughter from outside the house.

"Hahahaha! It's very good! The old wine is dug out, the new wine is buried, and the garden is full of fragrance. I have good wine to drink today."

Yan Wang guessed that the barefoot immortal had returned, so he quickly got up, put on his official uniform, and rushed out of the house calling his name.

The barefoot immortal squatted under the big banyan tree in the courtyard, took a pot of aged wine, and poured it with his head raised.The wine splashed all over his face, he didn't feel his eyes were stinging, on the contrary, he was extremely refreshed.

Just feeling the mellowness of the fine wine, I saw a black-faced monster emerging from behind the tree.The Barefoot Immortal stood up straight for a moment, thinking that a monster from the mortal world followed him to the heavenly court, and now he lost the wine jar, so he wanted to fight.

After somersaulting, he got into a good posture, and took a closer look, what kind of ghost is there, isn't this the Lord of Hell!

"What wind brought Hades here!" The Barefoot Immortal chuckled, and instantly felt sorry for the half jug of wine that fell on the ground. "Look...it suddenly popped up like this, and I was taken aback. It's a pity for this wine."