It was held by Lao Jiang.

The next moment, what the City God should have said to him turned into secret words of divine thoughts and passed into the sea of ​​consciousness, causing Lao Jiang's face to change slightly.

"Alas, living in this world is a blessing and a misfortune."

Cai Chenghuang's body dissipated like beautiful golden light spots dancing. He looked at his old friend and was able to have friends with him at the time of death, which made him feel no regrets.

The last voice also echoed like a farewell.

"When I was an official, I led evil practitioners to the state dynasty. Although I was deceived by evil people at that time, if I did something wrong, I should have suffered this evil punishment.

Torture for many years has been a punishment.

In my life, I have mixed praise and criticism and no longer nostalgia. It’s just that Ergou is involved in you. I can’t bear it. If there is still a next life, I will be a cow and a horse, a carve grass and a ring, and repay the kindness.

Remember to remember.

Don't go to the West Sea...

The further away, the better.

ah.

I really want to drink another cup of blue and white wine with you, and I really want to go back to my youth... goodbye, old friend."

"Buzz"

The last ray of spiritual body also turned into golden light spots and rose. The Huai'an Gong, who was kneeling there, looked at the light rising in his arms. The next moment, the heart-wrenching cry echoed here.

Looking at the old tears streaming down the landlord.

Gu Miao felt his nose sour, so he hid in Sister Ruyue's arms. Little Pomegranate, who had never understood human emotions, also remembered his friend Heiyun, who was about to leave.

It was like a human being, squatting on a stone and rubbing his eyes.

pity.

A monster won't cry.

The mountain monster has no tear glands at all, but this does not prevent it from expressing its sadness in its heart as a dramatic artist.

"A little mountain monster, I still learn from others to cry. Can you cry?"

Lao Jiang walked slowly to the pomegranate with a cigarette in his mouth, and said something very sarcastic.

"Do you care about me!"

Pomegranate felt uncomfortable now and shouted at the top of his throat:

"Believe it or not, I will let Zangtuo trample on you to death! You bad-hearted bastard!"

"Don't be angry."

Lao Jiang laughed, bent down, and whispered to Pomegranate:

"The Southern Wilderness Wizard has a Blood Spirit Beast, do you know?"

"Yeah, I know."

Pomegranate said unhappy:

"What does that have to do with me? I'm not a spirit beast."

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with you, but it has something to do with the black cloud."

Jiang Xia whispered a few words in Pomegranate's ear, and the expression of the monster on the hill immediately became strange. It turned his head and stared at Jiang Xia, saying in fear:

"Is that OK? No monster has ever tried this..."

"Is it OK? You have to try it to find out."

Jiang Xia turned his head and looked at the Obsidian Mountain God sitting cross-legged not far away, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

He said:

"Now, we still have some serious things to do. For everyone's bad mood, let Zangtuo take us and trample on a few evil cultivators to vent their anger."

"Yeah, that's what I said."

The pomegranate felt a little sad, so he flapped his wings and flew up, landed on Jiang Xia's shoulder, turned his head and shouted to Zangtuo:

"Bentang Zangtuo, stop sleeping! Get up and step on people! Hurry up, if you don't go to the evil cultivator, you will be killed!"

While pomegranate was shouting, Lao Jiang glanced at the sad-hearted Huai'an Gong. He took out the messenger stone from the ring, injected spiritual power, and put it beside his mouth.

Whispering to the other side:

"Old Ma, Xinggu 'real estate' has been prepared. This is unexpectedly smooth. The situation is very good. The original plan is ahead of schedule. Now bring something with you.
Chapter completed!