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The ghosts were very curious when they saw such an intimate attitude between ghosts and gods.

Ghosts and gods have never interacted with human beings, so how could they feel so familiar with this young-looking little warlock...

The Luohua Ghost General's face suddenly turned pale. Could this be a friend of the ghosts and gods? Then she just... actually wanted to attack Guishen's friends!

She was finished.

The ghosts and gods suddenly became curious when they saw an extremely handsome man with phoenix eyes and a sharp nose standing next to Bai Zhi.

"Is this your new favorite? Tsk, he looks pretty cool... much prettier than that one... that one named Zhao Xuchen."

As he spoke, he reached out to touch Fan Qingliu's face, but Bai Zhi grabbed him.

The ghost chuckled and said with a smile: "You're here to protect me? Tsk, you are really heartless. That Zhao Xuchen did it for you..."

"Can you shut up?"

Bai Zhi interrupted Guishen's nonsense.

Zhao Xuchen was Bai Zhi's unlucky neighbor fifty years ago, and she didn't want to talk about him.

When Fan Qingliu heard the word 'new favorite', his heart froze for a moment.

Bai Zhi, did you have a lover before?

That Zhao Xuchen...who is he?

He thought of Bai Zhi, who seemed to have said, "You are much better than him." Who is he?

Fan Qingliu felt a sour feeling in his heart for no reason. This crazy woman seemed to have a rich love history!

The ghost pulled out his hand and said with a smile: "Oh, I haven't seen you in fifty years. Let's take a walk and chat inside."

Fifty years? ! ...Fan Qingliu's pupils were shocked.

Why fifty years? Where did Bai Zhi come from?

Today, Fan Qingliu felt that his usually shrewd mind was in a mess.

When the ghosts and gods passed by the Luohua Ghost General and the little ghosts guarding the door, they coldly dropped a word.

"Go and receive your punishment yourself."

If this ancestor was really hurt, would Yeshazhai even think about it? The immortal bone in this ancestor's body is extraordinary.

The Luohua Ghost General's face turned pale and he responded repeatedly.

But she couldn't understand that the master was the only ghost cultivator who ascended from a ghost body to a divine body a thousand years ago, and his status was very noble.

If she hadn't made a big mistake five hundred years ago and a thunderbolt destroyed her divine body, she would be a god in Jiutian right now. But why is she so polite to such a mortal warlock?

Arriving at the temple of the ghost and god, Yesha Suopo, Bai Zhi found a chair and sat down, and Fan Qingliu also sat beside her.

Yesha Suopo asked curiously: "How did you come back to life?"

She remembers that Bai Zhi must have lost her soul, right?

Bai Zhi glanced at Fan Qingliu, raised her hand and blocked his hearing. There were some things that he didn't know.

Fan Qingliu suddenly felt that he couldn't hear anything and could only see the mouths of Bai Zhi and the female ghost moving. He panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down.

Just the fact that he died and was resurrected fifty years ago was enough for him to digest for a long time.

Bai Zhi blocked Fan Qingliu's hearing, then lowered her hand and said something absentmindedly.

"Don't worry about it. I'm here today to send someone back to you."

When Yesha Suopo heard this, the relaxed and amused expression on her face suddenly disappeared, and was covered with thick tension. Her whole face became tense, and the two drops of bloody tears in the corners of her eyes glowed faintly red.

Could it be...her?

When Bai Zhi saw her like that, she hummed and explained, "It's not her."

Yesha Suopo's grip on the corner of the table relaxed, and her eyes became obviously lonely.

"Oh, who is that?"

Bai Zhi took out the talisman and released the prostitute in the talisman.

The moment Yesha Suopo saw the female ghost, a look of shock appeared in her eyes.

"Ashanti?"

Axiang is a member of Yesha Village. He disappeared for no reason 30 years ago and cannot be found.

Why is she at Bai Zhi's place? And what happened to her?

Yesha Suopo's face darkened, and she clearly saw something was wrong with Axiang.

A Xiang was like a crazy ghost who had lost her mind, throwing herself around, but Yesha Sopo caught her in one go.

"She was turned into a prostitute."

Bai Zhi carefully told Wang Xuanyina what happened one by one, and Yesha Suopo's face turned pale as expected.

"The people in Xuanmen dare to touch my people now."

For five hundred years, Yesha Village has lived in a corner, neither entering the underworld nor the human world. Its status is aloof. It seems that someone wants to break this situation.

Bai Zhi paused, looked at the two tears of blood in the corner of Yesha Suopo's eyes, and said quietly.

"I'm here today to return your people to you. By the way, I'm telling you that maybe I can find the person you've been looking for for five hundred years."

Hearing Bai Zhi's words, there was a slight crack in Yesha Suopo's cynical expression. The person's voice and appearance came to mind, and her voice was a little bitter.

"really?"

"I never tell lies. It's just..." Bai Zhi stood up, approached Yesha Suo Po, gently brushed the blood and tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, and said, "If I find her, you Give me this."

Yesha Suopo's expression flashed.

This woman wants the blood and tears of gods and ghosts? She wants to kill a god?

She smiled and said casually: "As long as you can find her, I can give you anything."

"What about that hairpin on your head?" Bai Zhi touched the protective magic weapon made of Tianshan snow lotus on Yesha Suopo's head with a half-smile, but she grabbed her hand as she approached.

"this is not OK."

Yesha Suopo's expression was dim and unclear. The man's face had passed through his mind thousands of times, but it was still shockingly beautiful.

"You're such a weird person. You protect other people's things so tightly that you don't have to worry about your own life."

Those blood and tears of gods and ghosts are a rare treasure that can be seen in thousands of years. They are artifacts condensed by ghosts and gods in grief. Over the past thousand years, only Yesha Suopo has ascended to the divine body in a ghost body. There are only two of them in the world. Extremely precious.

And that snow lotus hairpin is just a mortal protective weapon, nothing more!

Yesha Suopo looked dark and murmured: "I owe her."

"They say that the gods and Buddhas in the sky are heartless, but you are very sentimental."

For an actor, he bloodbathed Qinzhou, massacred hundreds of people, and was killed by a thunderbolt. A god was reduced to hiding in the two realms of neither yin nor yang and lived an ignoble existence. For five hundred years, he formed Thousands of female ghost armies, just looking for one person.

I really have enough leisure.

Bai Zhi stopped talking, got the promise she wanted, and was ready to leave.

Yesha Suopo saw the sarcasm on Bai Zhi's face and suddenly stopped her.

"I went to see you after you died. Tsk, it was really miserable. Your limbs were torn apart, not even a trace of your soul was left."

Bai Zhi clenched her palms tightly and was speechless.

Yesha Suopo chuckled and said, "I can't get involved in human affairs, but I won't let go of any of those little devils who prey on you."

Bai Zhi was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that she would avenge herself.

Yecha Suopo paused, glanced at Fan Qingliu, whose hearing was blocked, and asked sarcastically.

"Then Zhao Xuchen died for you, do you know?"

Bai Zhi's whole body was shaken, and even Fan Qingliu, who couldn't hear anything at the side, noticed the movement.

He has never seen Bai Zhi lose her temper like this.

Yesha Suopo looked at Bai Zhi funny, isn't this person always ruthless? If she knew what that idiot did, could she still be ruthless?

She explained.

"He brought out the Zhao family's army to destroy Xuanmen, but failed."

The soul is gone.