Non-Human Sub-district Office

Di Wu's reaction to Yan Gui had been expected. The moment he was thrown out, he restrained his breath completely, turned over and floated lightly in the void, lowering his eyes to see the situation below.

The situation on Yan Xuanjing's side was very tense.

A group of human beings looked at this big monster who suddenly launched an attack vigilantly, while being on guard, they isolated the family that Yan Xuanjing was making trouble for.

The group of retail investors who have not yet been able to accept the investigation even slipped aside.

Yan Xuanjing's eyes swept over these people who were isolated from the crowd one by one.

Every person he saw seemed to be drained of all strength, like a mayfly facing the roaring tsunami, even breathing became painful and laborious.

Even the thought of rebellion is hard to rise in the slightest.

"Give me the things." Yan Xuanjing reiterated.

He spoke very seriously, and his tone was calm, but the pair of upturned phoenix eyes were no longer the familiar peaceful black, but the same orange red as the pair of animal pupils in the tumbling monster aura.

There was a cool and refreshing atmosphere that enveloped this small world, and the wind brought a strong smell of blood, and there was also a faint cry of resentment and indignation.

A few humans turned their eyes and looked at the bottom of their feet in shock.

At some point, sticky red liquid spread out from under their feet, and some broken bones were faintly brought out.

Most of them are the remains of animals, and occasionally a few of them belong to humans.

If Yan Xuanjing is near Lin Mu's house now, then he must not be able to hide from Zhao Mu's protection.

This reflects the benefits of the Nine-Tailed Fox having two faces that are fierce and good. Those trigger-type magic circles and protections are basically unable to stop the Nine-Tailed Fox with two or even thousands of faces.

No one dared to speak first, they all avoided the red color flowing and spreading on the ground, and then cast their reproachful eyes on the family that Yan Xuanjing took care of.

Dahei didn't dare to touch the things that didn't know if they were bloodstains or corpses. He jumped up and sat down on the table, looked at the pale human beings, and sighed: "We don't care about personal enmity."

The leader was shivering, and his teeth were chattering loudly, but he still had to bite the bullet and said to Yan Xuanjing, "You... what are you talking about?"

"You should know what it is." Yan Xuanjing remembered the information he had brought from Lin Mu.

This family is a cutting-edge family that has suddenly emerged in the past 20 years-compared with the family, it may be more appropriate to describe it as an earlier sect.

They made a lot of money by using Dixiu wood's ability to relieve worries and forget worries, and even helped many unknowing practitioners heal the damage caused to their souls during their practice. This is a very scarce resource in the eyes of practitioners.

Yan Xuanjing was not as patient with these people as he was with trees and ginseng.

"For the safety of Di Xiumu and your own family, choose one." He said simply.

The face of the head of the family instantly turned green.

The safety of the family is naturally very important, but he also knows exactly what the family has relied on for development over the past 20 years.

Naturally, he didn't want to hand it over, but if he didn't, according to the monster's strong revenge, he and the family would probably have to finish the game.

Their family background is weak, and they are of no benefit to the big monster.

With a green face, the man took out a cloth bag and handed it to Yan Xuanjing.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the eyes of those around him.

The means by which their family took down Dixiu back then was not considered glorious. The wealth and contacts they had obtained from relying on Dixiu wood for so many years were actually concealed from those people, allowing them to be tainted with Dixiu's karma.

This is a big taboo among practitioners.

He didn't dare to raise his head, Yan Xuanjing took the cloth bag in his hand without saying anything, opened it and checked the contents.

"There are a few others who have done the same thing." Yan Xuanjing confirmed it, put away the cloth bag, glanced lightly over a few of them who were recorded by Lin Mu in the notebook, paused, and kindly told them, "But in your case, you have no chance to choose."

After all, it was the emperor's house that went to their home.

Yan Xuanjing didn't know what the Diwu had done, but judging from the importance the Diwu attached to Dixiu, a fellow clan, and the experience he had suffered over the years, he probably wouldn't hold back.

After Yan Xuanjing said that, regardless of the drastic changes in the faces of those people, he slowly withdrew the demonic energy and spells that had been released. With the disappearance of the demonic energy, the phantom of the nine-tailed fox and the quietly spreading bright red also followed closely. As it faded away, except for the few families who were famous by Yan Xuan's attractions, everyone showed a dazed expression.

When all the red had faded away, Dahei shook his head in a trance, looked up at a few retail investors who were far away over there, and said, "What are you doing standing so far away? Let me tell you, punishment There is no escape!"

Those retail investors walked over murmuring, and stepped forward to register with their heads drooping.

They brushed past Yan Xuanjing who had restrained his breath and almost merged with the night, as if he knew nothing about the identity of this monster.

Yan Xuanjing's goal was achieved, he glanced at the few families whose memory he hadn't confused, admired their frightened and ashen faces, and prepared to go back to find Lin Mu with his cloth bag in his pocket.

Seeing Yan Xuanjing's appearance of preparing to call it a day and go home, Dahei was slightly taken aback, and asked cautiously, "You...where are you going?"

Yan Xuanjing paused, and replied with a good temper: "Go home."

Dahei made a bitter face: "Then... that monster...?"

The vixen finished what she wanted to do and was in a good mood, so she simply prepared to explain it to Dahei.

"Oh, that monster is..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped talking suddenly and looked up at the sky in the north.

There suddenly exploded a strong bloody and causal resentment, as if trying to test something, it overwhelmingly pressed over, and then shrank back the moment it touched them, and then fled towards the north very obviously.

The conversation between Yan Xuanjing and Dahei came to an abrupt end.

Dahei trembled twice, his face turned pale: "Then... that monster really exists!"

Yan Xuanjing was slightly taken aback, then turned his head to look at Dahei.

Those grievances belonged to the emperor's house, Yan Xuanjing could see it, but the emperor's house hid his own aura and merit, which looked very suspicious.

The vixen looked at the panic-stricken Dahei, and felt that since Diwu did this, there must be his reasons.

So Yan Xuanjing swallowed back the truth that came to his lips, and watched Dahei call the old tortoise who is best at finding people, and felt that he probably didn't have any need to stay at the moment, so he pretended to be Dixiu. The wooden cloth bag left here slowly.

After Diwu was wearing a vest and frightened everyone to death, he turned his head and restrained his breath before rushing to Lin Mu's house.

Yan Gui gave him a lot of good things, including many magic weapons to hide his body shape and breath.

Diwu was now armed to the teeth from top to bottom, even if he stood still and let others ravage him, even if several people were exhausted to death, he might not be able to hurt a hair on him.

Yan Xuanjing came back with Di Xiumu in his arms, and handed him over to Lin Mu who was watching him eagerly.

Lin Mu held two small gauze bags and a jade carving in his hand, and the jade carving exuded a very obvious aura that belonged to Dixiu.

Yan Xuanjing turned his head to look at Diwu, and asked him: "What did you do just now?"

"Lin Xiaomu told me everything. I think it's just right. I can get that old turtle who is following me back and find him something else to do." Diwu glanced at Lin Mu's yard and stood. Hiding his figure at the door, he said in a very low voice, "That tortoise is good at fortune telling, and it's very annoying to keep following me."

Yan Xuan nodded, and handed the little Sinan who was in his place to the emperor's house.

Diwu took the things, turned his head and prepared to leave as if his butt was on fire.

As a result, as soon as he took a step, a shadow jumped out of the yard.

The shadow came out like a wind, and the voice was clear and energetic, full of excitement: "Forest! I heard the voice of the emperor's house! Is the emperor's house here! Where is the emperor's house!"

Diwu's footsteps were like the wind, and he ignored him at all.

Qin Chuan flicked his tail and entangled Diwu's wrist, hehehehe: "Diwu, don't go! Don't want me, woooooo!"

"Get up." Di Wu waved his hand, grabbing the dragon's veins, "It's so embarrassing for such a big dragon to cry!"

Qin Chuan sniffed, held back a big tear, and groaned, "Why are you leaving without seeing me?"

Diwu felt in his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one, and held it in his mouth, very distressed, thinking that his brain hurts from seeing you crying like this.

There are so many monsters in his imperial house, day and day for thousands of years, gods block and kill gods and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, even if the car rolls over so badly, it can make a comeback.

It's almost omnipotent - except to coax people.

Diwu thought about it, and thought that Qin Chuan couldn't hold back his tears, and finally came up with a more appropriate answer: "Isn't this afraid that you will be in danger? It's not like you don't know what your luck is."

Qin Chuan cried "Wow": "Then, then you don't have to see me at all! I've been looking for you for a long time! I think you just don't want me anymore!"

Diwu was expressionless: "I don't want you."

Qin Chuan sniffed: "Then...then after you gather the three souls and seven souls and the main body, will you come back to me?"

Diwu: "..."

To be honest, I don't really think so.

After all, Qin Chuan is such a living target that he is not suitable for his unrestrained life habits.

Qin Chuan hiccupped, tears came out violently, he held back, but couldn't hold back, weeping loudly.

While crying, he got into Teiya's clothes, wrapped them around his waist, poked out a dragon's head from the buttonhole of the shirt Teiya was wearing, and continued to cry.

Diwu looked at Qin Chuan, whose head protruded from his chest and cried loudly, lit the cigarette sadly, finished it quietly, and then said in a very vicissitudes of life: "Okay, okay, I'll come back to you, you stay here in Lin Mu stay."

Qin Chuan's crying stopped abruptly.

He shook the soot that fell on his head, got out of Diwu's clothes, turned into a human figure and clapped his hands, a lot of plush toys fell down from the void.

He pulled Di Wu with a sad face and introduced the names of these dolls to him one by one.

Lin Mu and Di Xiu returned to the yard.

Lin Mu held three bags in his hand, looked up at the three-meter-high tree, and then at the area covered by the tree. The sad expression on his face was comparable to that of the emperor's house.

"I think it's time for you to lose some weight, Dad," he said.

If these three main bodies are all fused back together, the yard fence and the glass house will be crushed.

Di Xiu also sighed: "Take it away first, and release it when we return to the Great Wilderness."

Lin Mu agreed, he had those three bags in his pocket, and he didn't know any spells, so he was worried about keeping them outside, so he looked around, and finally went to ask Yan Xuanjing for help.

Yan Xuanjing helped him put away the three pieces of Dixiu's body, glanced at the obedient little ginseng who ran out of the yard carrying tea, snacks and fruits, turned around and sat on the cut log, holding tea and snacks, ready to follow Lin Mu Dixiu admired the rare Distressed Emperor's House over there, and he didn't mean to help out at all.

Yan Gui came late at this time, saw his son holding tea and snacks, raised his hand to hook his son's neck, and walked away.

"What about the things that Diwu sent you?" Yan Gui said.

Hearing this, Yan Xuanjing took a sip of tea slowly: "..."

Yan Gui glanced at his son, squinted his eyes, and warned: "I tell you, if you show it to your mother, I will..."

He got stuck halfway through.

Thinking about it carefully, he didn't have anything he could use to threaten his son.

Yan Xuanjing looked at his father leisurely: "You?"

"I'll abdicate and let you escape." Yan Gui said.

Such words never threatened Yan Xuanjing, and Yan Gui knew very well that his son, a nine-tailed fox with a genetic mutation, had a strong sense of responsibility to Qingqiu.

Yan Xuanjing would probably say that it was exactly what he wanted.

Yan Gui was full of sighs, and began to think about where it would be more appropriate for him to escape.

It's impossible to fight head-on with your wife, and you can't fight again and again, so you can only engage in guerrilla warfare.

Wait until my wife has calmed down, and then touch and roll the sheets a few times, if it can't be solved once, then twice!

Yan Xuanjing glanced at his father, frowned, and said, "No."

"Huh? What?" Yan Gui didn't react.

Yan Xuanjing said: "You cannot abdicate."

Yan Gui looked surprised: "You didn't say that before."

Yan Xuanjing shook his head: "I promised Lin Mu to take him all over the wilderness."

Yan Gui was taken aback for a moment, and said "huh" in his heart: "I can also take my nephew to travel all over the wilderness!"

Yan Xuanjing frowned even tighter, and said firmly, "No way!"

The old fox looked at his son carefully up and down, and then looked at the luxurious Shenmu set meal over there, and guided him lovingly: "Why can't I?"

"because of him……"

Because he is mine.

Yan Xuanjing was startled by the thought that suddenly rushed into his mind.

He tilted his head to look at Lin Mu, who was poking Yuehua and whispering to Dixiu in a low voice, and was stunned for a while, the bewilderment and surprise in his eyes gradually faded away, the powerless bewilderment and inexplicable tension of the past few days There is finally a landing point.

Yan Gui looked at his son, turned around to face the luxurious Shenmu set meal and ran over happily, shouting happily while running: "My nephew, do you want to see the portrait of Yan Xuanjing when he was a child! And him A portrait of him in women's clothing! And a portrait of him turning his stomach! And a portrait of him eating shit and falling into the mud! And of him licking his paws when he was a child..."

Yan Xuanjing: "..."

Yan Xuanjing: "???"

Yan Xuanjing suddenly got up, raised his hand and smashed the teacup in his hand towards his own father.

The author has something to say: Toffee: I, the young master of Qingqiu Kingdom, will kill my relatives today to clean up the Qingqiu Kingdom!