Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

"This……"

Sun Laosi was speechless for a moment.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

And right now.

Liu Yuan spoke: "Second master, third child, and fourth child. Get out of this place quickly."

"Sister Yuan, what about you?"

Sun Laosi asked curiously.

"I have to stay and face it with Lin Xiao."

Liu Yuan's tone was very firm.

As soon as these words came out, there was a warm current in Lin Xiao's heart, but then he said: "Liu Yuan, you go too, if you stay, it will not help me, on the contrary, it will become my burden .”

"I can take care of myself."

Liu Yuan's words were precise and she spoke very firmly.

"Then I'll stay too!"

After Wang Hu struggled for a while, he also made a decision.

"I...I'll stay too."

Sun Laosi said cautiously.

"Mr. Lin, we all stay, let's face it together!"

Sun Laosan stared at Lin Xiao seriously.

Hear them...

Lin Xiao took a deep breath: "In this case, let's... face it together!"

"it is good!"

Everyone agreed in unison.

Several people came out of the Temple of the City God.

"Lin Xiao, do you have a way to find that ghost king?"

Liu Yuan turned to look at Lin Xiao beside her.

Hearing this, Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes and said, "The ghost king is seriously injured now, so next, she will definitely try her best to kill people so that she can recover as soon as possible.

So... there is no need for us to look for her, she will appear by herself. "

"I see."

Liu Yuan nodded, "Then what should we do now?"

"Let's go back to the paper shop first."

Lin Xiao waved his hand and said.

He is a little tired now.

A strong sense of frustration lingered in his heart.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

For a long time, no matter what kind of ghosts he faced, as long as Hei Wuchang came out, he would be killed with a single blow.

But now...

When facing this female ghost king, not only Hei Wuchang, but even a bull-headed horse face...

There was no way to kill it.

No wonder he didn't get lost.

The door of the paper shop.

Old Wu was sitting under the sun, tying paper figurines.

His technique is very skillful, and he looks like a veteran who has been working for many years.

And beside him, there are already several finished products.

Each one comes to life and looks very delicate.

Lin Xiao walked up to him and said, "Master Wu, what are you doing with so many paper figurines?"

"It will... be useful."

Old Wu's voice is not loud, and he has no emotion.

Hearing this sentence, Lin Xiao frowned slightly. He always felt that something was wrong, but he really couldn't tell what was wrong.

time.

Like a white horse over a gap.