Feng Ruchu nodded solemnly.

Ye Ming is the ancient demon king second only to Jiuli, and she will not take it lightly.

Mo Qing waved his hand, and the two entered the Styx.

Because there is a buckwheat enchantment, both of them are untouched.

Just as soon as she entered the water, Feng Ruchu immediately felt countless evil spirits pouring toward her from all directions, she frowned fiercely, and subconsciously wanted to pinch the talisman to hit her.

Mo Qing grabbed her hand with one hand and waved with one hand to disperse the evil spirit.

"Close the five senses and have no distracting thoughts."

Feng Ruchu immediately followed his words.

But in my heart, he was playing drums up and down.

Why doesn't Master need to close and ignore?

Oh, he has a high cultivation base, he is not afraid of these evil things disturbing his mind.

Then why should he hold his hand?

Are you afraid of losing yourself? Isn't there a buckwheat enchantment protecting it?

Why is Master’s hand always so cold?

Last time in the inn, the window opened, and the wind blew. He was afraid that he would catch a cold and wanted to give himself a leather cloak. After the matter is resolved, can he go back and sew a glove by himself?

What would Xuan'er do to him before? Cook him, sew him clothes?

Huh? wrong!

auzw.com shouldn’t the wife do the cooking and cutting? She's not his wife, so why "fuck" this idleness?

But Master, this 10,000-year-old bachelor...

Even if you pity him!

Hehe, hehehehehe...

Said to be meditation, no distractions.

But when the stranger's hand grabbed him, countless little people in Feng Ruchu's heart cheered and jumped for joy. They were so excited that they could not wait to dance in the river of Styx with a song "Fahai, you don't understand love, Jinshan Temple is about to be flooded." 'Like melody.

Just when Feng Ruchu started to make up for the happy life of returning to the Holy Land of the Cloud Palace.

In my ear, I suddenly thought of a playful laughter: "You are so shameless in your grade, and dare to have that kind of dirty thoughts about your master. Damn it, really disgusting!"

Feng Ruchu suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily: "Who!"

"As at the beginning..." Mo Qing clasped her hand tightly, and said solemnly: "Adjust your breath, calm your breath."

The laughter said again: "It's too late, you're by her side, how could she have no distractions and no distractions? From the first time I got down this Styx, this king saw in her heart a good wife and mother Picture..."

"Hey, the mind of your little apprentice, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Feng Ruchu angrily scolded: "Asshole, you dare to talk nonsense in front of my aunts''milk' and'milk', and see if I won't cut you off!" He said, his figure flashed and he rushed out directly. Buckwheat enchantment.

"Feng Ruchu, come back!" Mo Qing raised her voice, calling her first and last, but thought it was too late.

As soon as Feng Ruchu stepped out of his protection circle on this side, he was concealed by a circle of black "color" whirlpools, and he was swept away without a trace.

Feng Ruchu stirred in the whirlpool a few times, as if being thrown in a drum washing machine, the internal organs were about to spray out, until the whirlpool threw himself out and fell to the ground, his dizziness a little weaker It was a few minutes before she realized that she had been sucked into a cave.

The cave was huge, and under visual observation, it was more than 500 square meters, surrounded by uneven black rock cliffs.

In the recessed small rock cave, the "mess" is filled with skeletons, many of which are already withered and shattered when touched; on the protruding cliffs, there are various shriveled corpses, but most of them are only the underworld. Monsters and ghosts that can only be seen.