The gorgeous red flowers fell to the ground one by one.

He stepped on it, and there was no sign of joy or anger on his face. Under the sunlight, the colors of his hair and eyes seemed to have become lighter.

Xie Xuan sat down again, rolled up his sleeves, and put on a correct posture: "I don't know what this idiot said to you, but the book of life and death is definitely not something you can read."

"The grievances and grievances of the ten directions and the human world have nothing to do with Du Lingsi. If you want to find someone from above, it is like dreaming in the daytime. Even if I am willing to hand over the book of life and death to you, you will not see the content recorded above."

Jialan walked to the chair, grabbed the armrest, and approached him: "I can see what's important, as long as you can see it, that's fine."

Xie Xuan pressed his back tightly against the hollow carved chair back: "I can see it, do you have to tell you?"

Jialan curled the corners of his lips, let go of his hand and stood back: "If Lord Wuchang doesn't want to say it, of course he can't say it, anyway, I can't kill you."

Xie Xuan sat upright and his face became solemn: "If I don't say it, of course you can't kill me. If you kill me, who will tell you what you want to know."

"But once I say it, you have no reason not to kill me, right? The foxes on Luofu Mountain don't take gods like me seriously at all."

Xie Xuan's face was deep.

Jialan looked relaxed: "Of course, the weak god doesn't have to take it seriously."

Du Lingsi's impermanence is said to be a god, but it seems that he is not even as good as a monster. Although he is weak and incompetent now, it should not be difficult to fight if he really wants to get a draw.

He smiled in the sea of ​​flowers, smiling extremely dazzlingly.

Xie Xuan had a little pain in his eyes: "Die fox, don't underestimate me."

Jialan tilted his head to look at him, and his glass-like eyes reflected a sea of ​​flowers like a pool of blood: "The gods in the Nine Heavens, according to the rules, the stronger they are, the more cruel and ruthless they are. You look like a god indeed."

God, ruthless without desire, no likes and dislikes.

A god who is angry is not like a god.

Jialan said coldly: "Since Lord Wuchang doesn't want to admit his incompetence, why not fight? See if I underestimate you or you are really useless."

Xie Xuan twitched when he heard this: "That fox that kills people is indeed you? He wants to beat and kill before he even said a few words. Who wants to make trouble with you! Come out from Dulingsi quickly and never come back!"

"The visitor is a guest."

"Is this what you should say?" Xie Xuan stood up and raised his voice, "Ah Chui! Since he is a guest, why don't you send him off soon!"

A Chu Zhan was trembling: "Bao, what should I do if the treasure weapon?"

Jialan threw the gourd to him: "I want to live."

"What?" Xie Xuanyuan's face was as white as Xinxue.

Jialan walked over Ah Chu, walked straight to the red sandalwood chair, reached out and pushed Xie Xuan away, and sat on it freely: "Those two people must also stay."

Xie Xuan glanced at the corridor, and the veins on his forehead leaped straight: "Who promised to let you stay?"

Jialan leaned against the armrest, held his cheek and raised his head, looked at him and said, "I agreed."

Xie Xuan was dumbfounded: "Even if you stay, I won't tell you, what's the use?"

Jialan closed his eyes.

The sunlight shone on his face, and a young man's face was incredibly beautiful. He stopped responding and just sat there motionlessly, as if the chair originally belonged to him.

Xie Xuan's blood-colored face finally had color.

Ah Chu shouted anxiously: "Fox! What are you doing? Why don't you get up quickly!" The throne of his master was also a mere monster that could sit on? But when he said that, he thought that his master would not even be able to beat a monster, so he immediately lost confidence.

After enduring it, Ah Chu still couldn't help it, and approached Xie Xuan and whispered: "Master Wuchang, why don't you... or tell him what he wants to know?"

Xie Xuan slapped the braid on his head and pressed down: "What nonsense is that? Can such things be easily told to the monster?"

He grabbed Ah Chu and sneered, "If you want to live, just live, and see who can survive."

In terms of lifespan, no matter how long a monster lives, it is impossible for him to live longer than him.

Xie Xuan turned around, left with a group of boys in black behind him.

The wide chair of the red sandalwood under Jialan suddenly disappeared like smoke.

The surroundings became quiet, and even the dragon claw flowers all over the ground no longer made a sound. The wind above the house seemed to be frozen. He returned to the corridor and said in a silence: "Don't think about slipping away. This house is not accompanied by the people from Dulingsi, and neither of you can go out."

Tang Ning was silent and paid attention to the whole way. Needless to say, she also discovered the weirdness of Du Lingsi.

The way they came was no longer in their original place, so even if she could find the way to walk back, the vermilion door would probably not be waiting in the original place.

But live here?

This is not a place for people to live in.

She looked up at the corridor and saw that the sky was a dull and dark blue, as unreal as the hazy sunlight. The dimness, like a colored painting that faded after the wind and rain.

Tangning had never seen such a sky.

Compared to the faint fire light emitted by Ayan is more like real.

She withdrew her gaze and slowly laughed, smiling sweetly: "Where should we live in such a big Dulingsi?"

A pair of almond eyes, looking innocent and ignorant.

Jialan also smiled: "It seems that you have heard all the words he said before."

"What do you mean?" Tang Ning pretended to be stupid, pretending to be very real.

The smile on Jialan's face slowly faded away, but his tone sounded relaxed: "It's not too late, it's time to find a room to rest." He did not answer her words, but only led A Yan forward.

The corridor is winding and the distance is getting further and further.

The figure of the boy in Tang Ning's eyes is getting smaller and smaller.

She was silent, and there was no smile on her face.

The demon fox, who slaughtered thousands of people overnight, was originally sealed on the back mountain of the Tang family - if she had not appeared, wouldn't the seal in the well be broken?

If that ancestor was still alive, could he be sealed again?

She and Tang Xin walked forward side by side, and neither of the siblings spoke.

Jialan, who had gradually walked away, didn't even look back at them.

——Because Dulingsi is a place they will definitely not be able to escape.

He was not worried at all. Unlike A Yan, who was flying in the air, he couldn't help but want to see Tang Ning's brothers. Quietly, it muttered in Jialan's ear, "Little Master, little master, why didn't you eat them now?"

If you want to find a demon-removing master, it is enough to just read the Book of Life and Death.

Young men and women must not be difficult to eat.

After eating, you can recover some of the demonic power.

It glanced at them squintedly.

The siblings walked very slowly and were already much behind.

Jialan sneered silently.

"If Tang Luzhi is still alive, I have to sprinkle the blood of his descendants on his face in front of him."
Chapter completed!