In order to dispel Master Lin's doubts, Qing Xuzi continued.

"Don't worry, Master Lin."

"If Su Yu can't help Xiaoxun, then there's nothing else anyone can do to terrify others."

"The magic of entering the funeral rites may be far beyond our imagination."

Qing Xuzi's words.

It was not intentional exaggeration to reassure Master Lin.

But during this period of contact, the strongest impression of Su Yu was.

Magic.

It is synonymous with burial ceremony.

Su Yu also did not explain anything more.

Doubt is inevitable.

The most important thing is to use the results to illustrate.

As long as Xiaoxun's strangeness is resolved, all doubts will disappear.

Take out 13 pens.

Su Yu waved at Xiaoxun.

"Go to Uncle's place."

due to its own flaws.

Coupled with the lack of contact with other children of the same age, Xiaoxun is a little timid and inferior.

After struggling for a few seconds, he slowly walked towards Su Yu.

Su Yu stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiaoxun's head, looked at his cheeks with tiger stripes, and explained slowly.

"Ordinary dark makeup basically only has a very short-term effect."

"But because of Xiaoxun's special circumstances, those short-term makeup techniques are not applicable."

"It just so happens that the small life-seeking personality is special, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a gift."

"So this time, I'm going to use its own blood containing yang energy to paint his dark makeup." Mang Ri painted dark makeup with blood, and the white tiger held the sword. "

Su Yu's confident posture made Master Lin relax a little.

at any time.

Since he can have such confidence, his own Taoism will not be much worse.The words are finished.

Su Yu was completely in the state, and did not hesitate any more.

The brush in his hand is like the sharpest dagger.

It slid gently towards Xiao Xun's left wrist, and blood suddenly flowed out.

These fresh blood are completely different from the blood of ordinary people, and there are some bright and sparkling spots in the dark red.This is the appearance of yang energy that is too majestic, and it has already condensed into crystals and entered the blood.

It can be seen from this alone.

The yang energy on Xiao Xun's body was already majestic.

Su Yu held a paintbrush, dipped the tip of the paintbrush with blood, and tapped towards Xiaoxun's face.

"Roar--"

Just clicked the brush.

Xiao Xun seemed to be inexplicably stimulated.

There was a roar of a tiger in the mouth, and the sharp fangs were also exposed.Master Lin clenched his fists tightly, feeling extremely uneasy.

Facing Xiao Xun's threat, he whispered.

Su Yu didn't show the slightest expression, still lightly holding a paintbrush on his face.The picture of the white tiger holding the sword is very special.

It is a dark makeup derived from ancient mythology.

The white tiger is the four sacred beasts of Kyushu, the five elements belong to metal, and it also represents killing and majestic yang.So under such preconditions.

The picture of a white tiger holding a sword can only be tolerated by a person whose yang energy is as majestic as the sea and whose destiny is the image of a tiger.

For Xiao Xun.

It's the best choice right now.

Using the golden tiger's life and soul as the base map, the majestic yang gas is transformed into a divine sword, which is held in the mouth to warm and nourish, and to restrain the edge.

Until the sword is born.

All ghosts and creatures in the heaven and earth retreat, and all the evil spirits and evil spirits bow their heads.

It is precisely because of such a gifted and terrifying ability.

The soul of the golden tiger. ? ...for flowers...

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