Moving away from the mansion of the Blue Planet Tribe, Ling Feng's gaze shifted to a dark street, where countless sounds of chanting Buddhist scriptures were floating. Buddhas and demons were mixed together, and Buddhas and demons advanced together. This was the strange feeling that the dark long street gave Ling Feng.

There is Chiyuntu Sha Street, Ling Feng's nephew Nu Yi, Xue Jiayi Ya, and several friends are trapped now. At Ling Feng's coming-of-age ceremony, Emperor Tianyuan also projected the pictures of these people, so Ling Feng's coming-of-age ceremony became more and more complete.

What made Ling Feng feel a little embarrassed was that when he looked at the image of the Red Cloud Duck Sand Street, the Ghost King Cloth was urinating at the base of the wall. Ling Feng looked at it with his eyes. Others said that his Ling Feng's figure was three centimeters, but his Ling Feng's figure was not. The real Ghost King Cloth was three centimeters. That small piece was like a small toothpick, which was so pitiful.

The filth of this guy, Ghost King Ha, is definitely born with it. Urinating against the wall is already very dirty. What Ling Feng couldn't bear to see the most was that when the guy was about to urinate, he clearly squeezed and kneaded a few times.

Before Ling Feng finished talking about Ghost King Hu, how could you be so disgusting? Ghost King Hu Ran actually raised his head, looked at the dark sky, and sneezed a few times.

The Ghost King Hu seemed to have a sense of response to Ling Feng, looking at the sky and murmured: "Boss, are you talking about me again? More than two hundred days are almost over, why haven't you come yet? Come and save me quickly. I really can't stand it. As long as you come to save me, I can do anything. I wash my anus and clear my intestines, and I just want my boss to free me, but you have to come, I have to wait for you so hard!"

The sad words made Ling Feng unable to stop having goose bumps. He thought that this guy, Ghost King Cloth, was so disgusting. Fortunately, he still had antibodies. Otherwise, even if he was talking about this, even though he was thousands of miles apart, he might have suffered from lustful clam disease!

The picture did not stay on the body of the Ghost King Hu. Soon Gu Lingfeng and Ning Youcai flew over. After Qin Qiaoer and Ning Youcai, they were still following Nu Yi and Xue Jiayiya who were strolling in the garden.

The Ghost King Hu was still not urinating again, so he quickly lifted his pants and greeted Gu Lingfeng and Ning Youcai loudly: "Mr. Gu, Mr. Ning, why do you come so unexpectedly every time? I, I, I, I live on the same street with you, and it feels really hard!"

This is a true portrayal of the Ghost King Clam. After all, it is really a sin to urinate every time you urinate.

However, it is also possible that Gu Lingfeng and Ning Youcai, two unethical ghosts, know the bad habits of Ghost King Clam, so they always do good things to ruin Ghost King Clam to make fun of them. After all, it is difficult to find fun on the Red Clouds Sand Street. If you don’t find Ghost King Clam, your life will be even more difficult.

Ning Youcai and Gu Lingfeng floated to the Ghost King Hu while shouting to the Ghost King Hu: "Hey, Ghost King Hu, what did you say? What did we two masters accidentally do? We live on the same street with us. There are only five of us on this street. Do you think there are too many people? If those lonely ghosts are all humans, I think how can you live!"

The Ghost King Ha listened and knew that she was in the wrong, so she turned around and greeted the two people who came, "Forget it, Master Gu, Master Ning, I know I'm wrong. You guys come out to practice so on time every night, so you are really diligent!"

Listening to the Ghost King Ha saying that, Ning Youcai stretched out his right hand to the Ghost King Ha, and immediately showed a seventh-level sixth-level pattern from the back of his right hand, and said proudly: "Haha, you see, this is the result of diligent cultivation. I have been at the seventh-level sixth level. I think I will become an eighth-level holy master in the future in a few years!"

The Ghost King Ha looked at the things that were stimulated by Ning Youcai's Qingyun Ring, and suddenly showed a look of greed on her face. She turned her head and inquired at Gu Lingfeng again: "What about Gu Master, what level are you in this regard, Gu Master?"

Gu Lingfeng then inspired his Qingyun Ring and said, "Not too much, not too much, only two levels higher than him, seventh and eighth levels. It is two levels shorter to be promoted to the eighth level holy realm. Fortunately, it is a little higher than your master!"

Gu Lingfeng thought Ling Feng was staying at the seventh level and sixth level, so he said that how could he know that Ling Feng would go to the Ancestral Demon Tower to practice and be promoted faster than they were on Chiyuntu Sand Street!

Listening to Gu Lingfeng saying that he had surpassed his master, the Ghost King Hu said dissatisfied: "Bao, babe, babe, babe, babe! You don't know that my master is powerful. Even if he exceeds the level, his strength cannot be greater than it. If you want to surpass him, you will be in the next life! Also, I have not been idle for a while, and my clam king technique has made great progress. At that time, I will bless my clam king technique to my master's body. My master's Taoist power will be guaranteed to reach the eighth level!"

Ling Feng only knew that the roots of the Ghost King Clam were precious. Looking at the Ghost King Clam, Ling Feng couldn't help but think of the scene when the roots of the Ghost King Clam was cut, but he didn't know what the meaning of the Ghost King Clam's clam art to bless him?

However, even if the clam king technique blesses his body, Ling Feng feels it is boring. The blessing can only help him reach the eighth level. Now he is at the eighth level second level, so it doesn’t matter whether he wants it or not. Ling Feng only knows that he should stay away from the Ghost King Clam in the future and don’t get infected with his clam disease!

Just as he was saying this, Xue Jiayiya and Nuyi also came over. There was a small stone on the street. Nuyi was unwell and accidentally fell while stepping on the stone. The sky-supporting canopy that was supported by Xue Jiayiya in his hand was removed from Nuyi's head.

The snow-white moonlight shone on Nu Yi's body, and Nu Yi gritted his teeth and persevered. The bloody cassia Yiya seemed to move away the canopy to the sky intentionally and unintentionally, not to block the moonlight, but only used his hands to pull Nu Yi.

The reason why Blood Cass Yiya is like that is probably to test the current recovery of Zi Yi.

As a result, when the moonlight shone on Nu Yi, Ling Feng immediately felt a trace of ghost energy evaporated from Nu Yi's body. The ghost energy was very weak. Because Ling Feng practiced the Qitian Ghost Art, Ling Feng could see that the Xue Jia Yi Ya, Gu Lingfeng and others were not as familiar with ghosts as Ling Feng, so they probably couldn't see them.

Nu Yi still cannot walk in the world in a soul-like manner. It seems that Ling Feng’s trip to the third era of heaven and earth to retrieve the elixir for half-dead illness is also imminent. Whether to save his nephew’s life or to search for Qin Qiaoer on the road to heaven will become a problem for Ling Feng to choose one of the two choices.

As soon as the slave stood up, he quietly grabbed the sky-supporting canopy in Xue Jiayiya's hand and said to Xue Jiayiya: "It's better for me to support the sky-supporting canopy..."

Xue Jia Yiya just wanted to test whether Nu Yi's body had recovered. Seeing Nu Yi's umbrella by himself, he quickly moved the umbrella above Nu Yi's head, and said with a slightly red cheek: "You don't have the strength, so of course I will help you hold an umbrella!"

Day after day, more than two hundred days passed, and the bloody cassus Yiya played an umbrella for more than two hundred days, and the husband and wife followed each other, and they were in love. Looking at this scene, Ling Feng could also feel a little comfort in life for this big nephew who has become a half-dead person.

After I was covered with the sky-supporting canopy, I jumped out into the dark street and said something similar to what I said before: "Are you still waiting for uncle? It would be fine if I didn't go to Tianwai. If I go to Tianwai, it would be possible to wait more than half a year, one year, ten years, one hundred years, or even a thousand years..."

Nu Yi's words were immediately like a basin of ice water. Ling Feng was poured here, and Ghost King Clam, Gu Lingfeng, Ning Youcao and Xue Jia Yiya, one thousand years ago. Nu Yi said they might have to wait for Ling Feng for a thousand years... A chill burst into everyone's bones!
Chapter completed!