"Mom, don't worry. Yu'er is so capable, nothing will happen to him."
Han Xinyu playfully spat at Su Liluo, calming Su Liluo's frightened heart.
"You just love to talk nonsense."
Su Liluo reached out and gently touched Han Xinyu's little nose, and finally smiled with relief.
Since the incident in the court, all the civil and military officials in the court recognized Han Xinyu's ability, and began to study Taoism under Han Haiyang's strong support.
At this time, Han Xinyu walked out of the palace gate through the wall, surrounded by Su Muyu, Mo Ze, Hei Wuchang and Lao Yanwang.
"Hey, ancestor, where are you going?"
Old King of Hell and Black Impermanence had seen Han Xinyu's extraordinary abilities, but now, seeing Han Xinyu getting farther and farther away from the palace, they were also confused.
"Yu'er, why do these two people you found look so weird? They look like ghosts."
As Su Muyun spoke, he shivered and moved slightly closer to Han Xinyu.
Hei Wuchang and Old Yama looked at each other, a hint of embarrassment flashing in their eyes.
Please, at least they are considered top-level ghost immortals, it’s not true, okay!!!
Han Xinyu looked at Hei Wuchang and Lao Yanwang, raised his eyebrows and said casually: "Oh! They are ghosts after all."
When Su Muyun heard Han Xinyu's words, he screamed in panic, and his dog claws stretched out uncontrollably towards the Old King of Hell and Black Impermanence in front of him.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh - ghosts, I'm most afraid of ghosts in my life."
Su, Mu Yun screamed wildly and crushed the Black Impermanence and Old Yama in front of him into a ball.
Old Yama, Black Impermanence: ...
No, if Old King of Hell and Black Impermanence had not had their mouths blocked by rags by Su Muyun, they would have pointed at Su Muyun and shouted angrily: Come on, you look even scarier than a ghost.
"Okay, stop it."
Han Xinyu cast a spell and put Old Yama and Hei Wuchang directly into the Qiankun bag.
When Xiao Hei was about to be sucked into the Qiankun bag, he stretched out his pale hand and tried to make a final resistance.
"Little kid, how can you be so unreasonable? It was clearly your group aunt who started the fight first, and now she has detained me and Old Yan. What does this mean?"
Han Xinyu curled her lips and smiled slightly, with a wicked smile on her lips that was somewhat similar to Han Xiangxu's, "Of course, that's because I want to prevent you from scaring others."
Su Muyun made a face at the gap in the Qiankun bag and snorted lightly, his tone very unhappy: "Hmph, Yu'er is my dear niece, this is the feeling of being favored, how could you two old ghosts understand."
Under the aggrieved gazes of Old King of Hell and Black Impermanence, Han Xinyu had already tied the opening of the Qiankun bag tightly.
"Yu'er, fly slower, where are we going?"
In order to speed up his journey to his destination, Han Xinyu had already transformed himself into a sharp sword and flew on it with his family.
This time, Su Muyun did not hold Han Xinyu's sleeve tightly and fell directly off the sword.
"Yu'er, save me——"
Su Muyun's body was falling rapidly, but Han Xinyu, who usually treated her like her own mother, was unmoved by this.
Su Muyun tried to seek help from the system again and again in his sea of consciousness, but this damn system actually started to malfunction at the critical moment.
Seeing that he was about to have an intimate contact with the earth, Su Muyun made up his mind and simply closed his eyes.
"Never mind, I'll just die. Anyway, I'll never have the chance to get rich in this lifetime, woooooo"!
However, an extremely strong and stinking smell of blood rushed into Su Muyun's nostrils. Looking at the black snakes spitting out their cores in the deep cave, Su Muyun was so frightened that he screamed repeatedly, and even his hands began to flap unconsciously.
"Damn it, even if I want to die, I don't want to die in such a miserable way!"
Perhaps her instinct to survive was too strong, Su Muyun actually felt as if there was a force supporting her hands, dragging her slowly into the air.
However, even though she reacted quickly, one of the black snakes still tightly wrapped around her wings.
Seeing her golden feathers being torn off piece by piece and the blood dripping from her body seemed to bring back memories of the past that she didn't want to recall.
"No... don't pull my feathers, don't pull them, they can't die."
Entangled by thousands of snakes, Su Muyun gradually gave up resistance and even dared not spread his wings and fly again.
She seemed to remember that she was a golden-winged roc and that she usually took great care of her feathers. However, after experiencing that incident, she chose to forget her identity and buried the fear of that day deep in her heart.
For a flying bird, feathers are the most important thing to it. Seeing what it cherishes being taken away from it, it becomes extremely depressed and chooses to isolate itself.
At this moment, Han Xinyu descended from the sky, stood in front of Su Muyun and stared into Su Muyun's eyes.
"Dapeng, are you still unwilling to return to your position now?"
Su Muyun looked up at Han Xinyu, and a faint flash of golden fluff appeared between his eyebrows.
"Yu'er, you... aren't you most afraid of snakes? Why are you..."
Han Xinyu in front of him was holding one hand half-raised in the air, and a snow-white snake was coiled around his neck. Han Xinyu, who was afraid of snakes in the past, did not show any fear when he saw Baixi (the name of the white snake).
"Ten thousand years ago, I was plotted against and thrown into a cave of ten thousand snakes, where I was torn to pieces by thousands of snakes. The pain was so deep that even after reincarnation, I still have a natural fear of snakes."
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