On the high platform, a man in purple robes was drinking from a wine glass, as if he thought that this massacre was a beautiful sight.
Xiaoshuang stood beside the man and laughed wildly.
The zombies' souls drifted away, but instead of dissipating immediately, they were dissipated by the thunderbolt, leaving not a single soul particle behind. Mingye couldn't help but think of the legends in Shanhaimi: the curse was gone. Was it that evil spirit that cursed the zombies...?
Then all of this would make sense.
After all the zombies were completely dead, the man grabbed Xiaoshuang's neck. Tears suddenly flowed from her eyes, and her lips and teeth moved, "Why...why?"
The man said nothing, his eyes filled with disgust. At this moment, Si Li Xianjun jumped down from the thundercloud, his eyes full of pity, "Your Highness, please spare Xiao Shuang's life!"
As a result, Xiao Shuang's wisdom soul was extracted and he became a big fool...
Dare you impersonate him?...And the prince mentioned by Sili Xianjun... Haha, I'm afraid that the death of the Emperor of Heaven is all a cover, just to make him and Jiuxi fall into the trap.
So what about Qingran? Is he also a chess piece?
Mingye's palms were burning with flames, and sparks also stained the white fox's fur, which gradually burned. Amidst the severe pain, Xiaoshuang woke up, and she desperately stretched out her furry claws to escape.
There was a crackling sound, and the little fox rolled away like a fireball. As the water vapor evaporated, the little fox turned into a pile of ash.
A dull soul floated out from the pile of ash. Just as Li Zang was about to destroy it, Ming Ye sneered, "Wouldn't it be too easy for them to destroy it?"
Meiye threw a glass bottle at Li Zang.
Li Zang understood, "Our Lord has thought it through carefully!"
Anyway, his admiration for their king was like a surging river that could never be returned.
The ghost carriage soon stopped in front of the City God Temple. Ling Zhou jumped off the carriage first and took Xiao Guoer from Jiu Xi's arms. When their fingertips touched each other, Jiu Xi immediately moved her hand away and said nonchalantly, "Ling Zhou, thank you for your help."
In fact, it was just a small matter. He just held Xiao Guoer for her for a while, but she was so distant, with coldness and alienation in her eyes. Didn't she treat him as an outsider?
Although Ling Zhou's eyes were tinged with sadness, his expression remained calm as he said, "Sir, you have worked hard on this journey. Let me take care of the young prince."
Jiuxi nodded slightly, rubbed Xiaoguo'er's cheek, and the smile on her lips was as beautiful as a lotus flower. "Then Xiaoguo'er, you must listen carefully to Master Ling. This place is not like the underworld."
Moreover, according to the ghost messenger, the immortals have bribed the City God. Perhaps this sneaky thing was also caused by the City God.
But it's just speculation.
Inside the City God Temple, there was a bustling atmosphere of fireworks. As soon as you entered, you could smell the scent of incense, which added a touch of worldly flavor.
Jiuxi transformed into the appearance of a mortal woman, wearing a plain and elegant white robe, with her black hair held up with a white jade hairpin, adding a touch of cleanliness and neatness to her look.
Ling Zhou carried Xiao Guoer and followed Jiu Xi. Xiao Guoer seemed a little tired, resting her head on Ling Zhou's shoulder, her eyes lazy and even closed. He seemed extremely sleepy, and it seemed that he didn't like this place at all, so he couldn't muster the slightest interest.
Ling Zhou's shoulders were as cold as ice, but Xiao Guo'er didn't feel cold at all. Instead, she felt somewhat comfortable, just like eating a bite of iced watermelon on a hot summer day, which was extremely comfortable.
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