My wife is not a demon

The disheveled old man shook his head, his dirty and dark cheeks looked like a beggar, and he almost had a bowl in front of him. "Hurry up and find a place to bury your wife. There are many women in the world. If you really like animals, finding a few female monkeys is better than snakes."

Chen Mu took out some preserved delicacies such as snacks and roasted sheep's feet from the storage space, and placed them in front of the old man.

"No, if you say no, there will be no."

The old man picked up the sheep's trotters and ate while shaking his head vaguely. "If you're really nostalgic, while your wife is still a little hot, hurry up and find a place to make out, or you won't have a chance if it's too late."

Chen Mu took out another jug ​​of wine, unscrewed the cork, and placed it in front of the other party.

The mellow wine floated out, and the old man who was originally lazy suddenly regained his energy, and his eyes shot out a sharp light.

Just as he was about to grab it, Chen Mu took it back.

Seeing Chen Mu just staring at him, the old man had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Boy, there is really no way to save her. If I tell half a lie, old man, I will be struck by lightning!"

"In this case, I'll find a way." Chen Mu put away the jug and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

The old man hurriedly called out to stop him.

With a troubled look, he patted himself on the head, muttered to himself for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand: "Bring the wine, the old man will tell you how to save people."

But Chen Mu didn't move, just waiting for the other party to speak first.

But the old man stepped up and said with a sneer: "Since the old man wants to say it, he will definitely say it. You can threaten the old man once, but you can't threaten the old man a second time."

Chen Mu didn't bother to talk to him, tiptoed, and slid towards the mouth of the well.

"return!"

The old man let out a low voice.

Chen Mu turned around and landed lightly on the ground, looking at the other party.

The two continued to look at each other.

The old man clenched his fists and seemed to be enduring something, and finally said in a low voice: "There is only one way, but you can't do it this way."

"Senior, just say so." Chen Mu said.

The old man tugged on the iron chain, and said indifferently, "Have you heard of the 'Yin-Yang Fayin Tianlun'?"

"??"

Chen Mu blinked, and subconsciously touched his forehead.

Of course he knew, after all, this was the identity mark of Tianjun of the Yin Yang Sect, which was bestowed by the founder of the Gate of Life and Death at that time.

"How to do it?"

Chen Mu casually threw the flagon over.

As soon as the old man took it, Meimei took a sip, smashed her lips and said: "This is the identity artifact of the Yin Yang Sect Tianjun, as long as you use it and cooperate with the Yin Yang Sect's simple Qi-dispelling technique, you can put this snake monster in its body. The dead breath is drawn away."

That's it?

After listening to the old man's words, Chen Mu was speechless.

He thought it was so difficult, but it turned out to be so simple.

Seeing that Chen Mu remained silent for a long time, the old man sneered and said, "The old man said that this lady will definitely die. If you want to save your wife, you must go to the Yin Yang Sect to find Tianjun and ask him to help. But..."

The old man sneered: "You little man, it is impossible for him to talk to you. You, you'd better kowtow 1 times first, and then swear to be his dog. Maybe that guy has a brain twitch and is kind enough to save your wife."

Listening to the old man's tone, he complained a lot about the previous Tianjun of the Yin Yang sect.

It is estimated that there is hatred between the two.

The old man took another sip of wine, and looked at Chen Mu: "Boy, listen to the old man's advice, and find a new wife to live with. You are not ugly, and you are not afraid that you will not be able to marry a wife."

"The junior has many wives, but he will definitely save her."

Chen Mu's tone was firm.

The old man snorted and smiled, waved his hands and said: "Okay, then you can save it. The old man put the words here, if Tianjun is willing to save your wife, the old man will call you grandpa in the future, haha——"

The old man's smile stopped abruptly.

I saw Chen Mu very 'shyly' took out the identity token of the Yinyang Sect Tianjun from his body, and said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry senior, this junior is the Yinyang Sect Tianjun."

Chapter 587 Angry old man!

Looking at the Yinyang Sect Tianjun identity token in Chen Mu's hand, the old man opened his mouth slightly, and did not turn his head for a while.

The palm-sized token glowed with a faint dark light, and its spiritual power flowed.

The old man thought he still had good eyesight, and he could tell at a glance that the identity token in the opponent's hand was real, but what followed was shock and doubt.

"impossible!!"

The old man changed his smiling face just now, his eyes were wide open, and his sharp light stabbed at Chen Mu like a real knife blade, furious.

"How can you be Tianjun Yin Yang Zong? Do you think you are a three-year-old child? Have you ever seen that bastard Yun Xiao? Are you an idiot? You must have stolen this token——no , you definitely picked it up!"

Chen Mu didn't explain much, and put his two fingers on the center of his eyebrows.

A round of crescent magic seal suddenly appeared!

The yin-yang magic seal sky wheel, which contains vast mysterious power, rotates behind Chen Mu, reflecting the man like the lord of the sky.

Seeing this yin and yang law seal sky wheel, the old man was completely petrified.

He seemed unable to believe his eyes, his red eyes fixed on the illusory Fayin Tianlun, and his body trembled bit by bit.

Chen Mu ignored him, and carefully placed Qiao'er on the ground beside her.

He formed a handprint similar to the three phases of a lotus with both hands, and performed the Yin Yang sect's method of dispelling qi, borrowing the Yin Yang Tianlun seal, and began to draw out the dead energy in the opponent's body.

The old man did not lie.

Chen Mu soon felt a cold and biting breath from the snake demon's body, and the other's body gradually recovered a little warmth.

As the death energy continued to withdraw, the body of the snake demon changed, gradually changing into the appearance of a young girl.

The snakeskin also turned into a light pink skirt as usual.

"Chen Mu?"