Chapter 91
Chapter 91
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"There are other things in the soup." Li Hai poured the spoonful of soup back, she had already smelled something wrong, and just wanted to taste it to confirm, maybe she could taste what it was.
"This boiler." Li Hai carefully looked at the mouth of the pot under his feet, and lightly brushed the chain that lifted the boiler with his finger: "And this chain is not a mortal thing."
There is a thick layer of oil and dust on the chain, but the fingertips can still feel the fine lines on it, and these lines are a bit scorching.
"What's the background?" Even though he asked like this, Lan Fei'er stood on the sidelines, not intending to come up to watch.
Qingyue's voice is full of carelessness.
It was probably because he considered that it was a good or bad friendship, and his performance was not too straightforward, so Li Hai lowered his head and smiled, put away his tingling fingers and shook his head and stood up: "Things that don't look like demons look like Taoism, I I don’t know it well, and I don’t know.”
Sure enough, when she got up, she saw that Lan Feier had already sat back and looked at a certain black hole on the stone wall, Li Hai smiled seductively, and said: "I'm afraid the mastermind behind the scenes is fake, and your senior sister is real."
The man under the cloak looked up at her silently.
She said it as if she, a person who abandoned her beauty to accompany her friends to fight in the country, was very disrespectful.
"However, this city is so big, and the secret passages in the caves are deep and complicated, extending in all directions, and they are still in the middle of the land. It may take a long time for her to find them."
I have been here for more than ten years, and I don't care about these few days.
"I don't understand these things, but they should understand. Since they are good at it, let them find out who is behind the scenes." Li Hai flew down, mentioned the corpse of the demon behind the rock, and turned to smile at the person sitting on the chain .
"I'll help you attract people."
The person under the cloak looked at the big devil who had turned into a phantom and disappeared, and slowly raised his hand. This slender hand, which was so white that it could almost see the meridians because of not seeing the sun for a long time, gave a thumbs up.
What more can a husband ask for if he has this friend.
It is not in vain that she endured pain and humiliation to make mobile blood bags for her for so many years.
There was only the sound of rolling stones in the cave where the broth was boiling. This sound came from under her feet. She looked down and saw that the child who had just been captured seemed to have woken up and was sitting up in a daze among the children. .
作者有话要说:感谢在2019-12-13 22:55:10~2019-12-14 22:30:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Thrush, First Quarter, Passing 1;
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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 47
Early the next morning, there was a scream from the west bank of the city, and by the time Wen Wuning and his party arrived on the embankment, panicked people were already crowded.
There was a dead body lying on the shore, and several police officers were maintaining order at the scene.
Seeing Wen Wuning and his group, these common people immediately seemed to see a savior. After all, many people saw the traces of terror on his face in this corpse, which seemed to be the work of evil spirits.
"Immortal Shen must catch the monster!"
Shen Hongsheng plucked his ears impatiently, and said to the oncoming policeman: "I have visited my master's temple, and there is a tile cracked in the west corner, and the roof beam on the top of the golden statue is covered with cobwebs. The windows are not closed tightly, and there is a hole beaten by yellow squirrels in the back of the house, this is how you worship my master!"
The juvenile's series of accusations made the police officers who looked like they could be his father bewildered. The faces of these police officers turned red and then paled, and they forgot what they were going to say. He made a bow to the young man: "We were negligent, and we will report the situation to the governor later and send someone to repair it."
The young man scoffed contemptuously.
Shen Wanshan will protect the people at the foot of Daying Mountain, not only because he came from here, but also because these people worship him as a half-immortal.
Cannibals have soft mouths but short hands. Of course, if you don't feed cattle, you must never think that cattle can do work.
This philistine look really doesn't look like what a cultivator should have, so this is also the reason why the other Yuanying masters are reluctant to associate with Shen Wanshan, for fear of being contaminated with his worldliness.
As Shen Wanshan's descendant, Shen Hongsheng inherited this excellent quality perfectly, brought it into full play, and cared too much.
Even though he was despised by several other disciples of Master Yuanying, he still went his own way.
After the head catcher held himself accountable, he glanced at the three of them, turned his head and followed Wen Wuning, who was already walking towards the corpse, and explained the situation to her. He automatically regarded Wen Wuning as the leader of the four.
"This morning, a woman washed her clothes and saw a corpse floating to the river bank. We have seen the corpse. It was an adult male, dressed in strange clothes and looked horrible. There were—"
The head catcher paused, his face was complicated and he didn't know how to describe what he saw, Wen Wuning walked quickly, he followed closely and said: "There is no injury on the body, the cause of death will not be known until after the autopsy."
While speaking, Wen Wuning had already walked to the corpse and squatted down, before he could stop him, he saw a hand that was not stained with dust had stretched out to check the corpse.
The head catcher was surprised, in his eyes these immortals have always been high above them, and such unlucky corpses would never be touched.
"You don't need an autopsy, you won't be able to find out," Wen Wuning said while pinching the chin of the corpse to check the marks on his face, "It's the erosion of devil energy, please ask someone to draw a portrait to find out his identity."
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