dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Hearing that the soul of perfection is indeed the person next to Hua Jiunan, the figure smiled meaningfully.

"That's fine too."

"It seems that I have never met that emperor for ten thousand years, and now I just take this opportunity to visit."

Hearing that the figure was going to face Hua Jiunan directly, the kneeling stone sculpture immediately became terrified.

"But, my lord, didn't you say that before the plan is completed, it will be difficult for me to face the world?"

"Let's not let, let the person in the small courtyard know that you have returned..."

Faced with the doubts of his subordinates, it was rare for Shadow not to be furious.

"You are really stupid!"

"I'm afraid we've already been exposed... from the time I beheaded the beast bone witch... from that person's rescue of the good soul..."

On the other side, in the small courtyard.

The white-haired little crow was still crying sadly, no matter how softly Chang Huaiyuan comforted him, it was useless.

However, the instigator, Mr. Chen, had a completely irrelevant attitude and yelled at the physics Taoist.

"What do you mean, little bottle?"

"Why does your master give gifts to everyone, but not to us, our father, our boss...and Ba Ye!"

"Things are not important, don't you look down on Yin? Even a lighter is fine!"

Liao Ping knew very well what kind of virtue a certain Chen had - he would make trouble for no reason, so he was well prepared.

Hearing this, he immediately took out the teacher's door... The gift he prepared for Chen Dage was really a lighter.

Someone Chen: "..."

"Fuck, little bottle, you don't need to be so practical, do you?"

"We said prepare a lighter, but you really want to give me a lighter?!"

"Didn't it mean that you guys also have 'machine silver'? Just give us a hundred and eighty of that thing!"

The robot in Chen's population is the "Taoist" that Hua Jiunan mentioned to him.

A battle puppet made using Taoist secret techniques.

The Taoist soldiers of the Zhengyi faction were made and left by Zhang Tianshi before his ascension, a total of ninety-nine and 81 statues.

This is the legacy Zhang Tianshi left for his descendants, and it is also the hole card that the Zhengyi faction relies on most.

Because Zhang Tianshi knew that he had slain too many demons in his life, so he had enemies everywhere.

If you don't leave some treasures that can be held down for future generations, those monsters will immediately attack you after you leave.

At that time, not to mention continuing the sect, even the bloodlines will have to be exterminated.

Chen was ignorant, and opened his mouth to talk about Dao soldiers like toy lions, but Hua Jiu couldn't understand how precious they were.

Therefore, he didn't want to see Liao Ping in trouble, so he smiled and signaled Chen not to mess around.

Chen Daji always listened to Hua Jiunan's words the most, and immediately stopped insisting upon seeing this.

But obviously he doesn't like to talk to the little Taoist anymore, and he is going out to play while holding his own body.

Liao Ping didn't want to offend Mr. Chen. There is a good saying: If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it.

If anyone is missed by disasters, will they still have a good life in the future? !

Not to mention me, isn't even the entire underworld "afraid" of Chen Daji...

The little Taoist grabbed someone Chen with an apologetic smile on his face: "Boss Chen, don't be in a hurry to leave!"

"Let me tell you, the lighter we gave you is different from the one sold in the canteen, it's amazing!"

The scourge is obviously not easy to fool, and he scoffed at the words.

"Little bottle, don't come here, what's so great about a lighter!"

"Why, can I make a wish every time I start a fire? Can it come true?!"

The little Taoist priest was stunned by Chen and was speechless: "No, I can't make a wish..."

Hearing the words, the scourge was even more disdainful: "Then every time I start a fire, can it burst out of the flower? The kind that burns out the silver and makes the face black!"

The physics Taoist has already begun to wipe his sweat: "Yeah, I can't..."

At this time, the scourge had completely lost his patience, and he threw off the little Taoist priest and grabbed his hand.

"You can't do this, and you can't do that, so why are you giving us a broken lighter?!"

"Don't tell us it looks like a lighter, but it's actually a hair dryer!"

"Bah, it's nothing! Keep it for yourself and burn the paper!"