Chapter 621 Mirror 2

He actually said that I can only have children?! Jiang Qiyun didn't dare to say that.

Although you are the Star Lord, you are not as good as Jiang Qiyungao’s clergy? You dare to complain about me like this!

It’s really unbearable for uncles, but it’s unbearable for aunts.

I chanted the spells, silently recited the treasure troupe, and the gate of the evil that was established to collect evil and the divine tiger were summoned. I also had many red talisman papers from the Shen family in my hand, all of which were simple small altars. If I really wanted to deal with these ghosts, I would probably be able to collect half of them.

What to do with the remaining half?

Can you only use Zixiao Ruyi's power to destroy it?

I don’t want to destroy these ghosts, they were also cheated by the old prince. For hundreds of years, there have been too many people who have been saved.

The old prince stayed in the capital and could save thousands of masterless ghosts by picking up bargains.

"Hey, why haven't your husband come yet? I have no obligation to help him guard his wife and children." Ji Duniu coaxed and despised me.

"...I didn't expect Lord Xingjun to guard it, but since you were pulled down from the world, it means that you were also targeted by them. Instead of worrying with me about Jiang Qiyun's coming, why not find a way to deal with that brave and disturb Lord Xingjun's pure little girl?" I rolled my eyes secretly.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Well said it! Although you are unwilling to say this to Lord Xingjun, you are much more sensible than your husband! I will help you reluctantly."

...It would be strange if you can compete with Jiang Qiyun!

Where did these gods live to the age of thousands or hundreds?

Or are innate gods born without understanding the world?

Old Man Yi looked at me with a grim smile: "Mu Xiaoqiao, your brother is in our hands. Our old prince just wants to invite you, and there are two sons of gods who talk alone. You'd better know more."

"Shut up, it takes this situation to speak? Old Man Yi, you have been planning for many years, just waiting for an opportunity? Now that you have broken up, you should know the consequences of losing your soul if you fail! You are also hoping that people like you who fall into the evil path will stop and return to the cliff? A joke!"

People, gods, ghosts and immortals who fall into the evil path are just gambling for their lives, either succeed or annihilate them!

The right path is strict, and only those who are open and honest, conscientious, conscientious, and accumulate good deeds and eliminate karma can attain enlightenment and become immortals.

"Old man Yi, you have been painting for many years and have to go to death. Today is your chance to realize it."

I want to delay time, but unfortunately, Old Man Yi is so old that he is even more impatient than a young man. He was able to wait so long before to wait for those ghosts to emerge.

At this time, the yin energy around the courtyard was soaring, and the ghost energy was soaring, as if a sea of ​​ghosts was surrounded. We were about to be submerged by a command!

"Mu Xiaoqiao, you keep saying the right way and the evil way, and you know who is the one who divides the so-called good and evil?!" Old Man Yi yelled at me.

"It is those who have already attained enlightenment and become immortal papers! They are here to distinguish between good and evil! As long as it is not their way, they will be called evil ways. To destroy evil ways is for justice! Justice? What is the fuck is justice?! The immortal god is just a bunch of villains who are trying hard to suppress dissidents!"

Old Man Yi's eyes burst out and showed a fierce grin: "They got the truth first, right? How many blessings have they occupied in the caves and practiced? They each had immortal sites in the ninth level of heaven, right? What about the latecomers?"

"The latecomers can only subdue their lewd power! They can only accept their educational ideas! They can only practice according to the rules they set, otherwise they will be wiped out!"

"Why? How many years does a mortal have to practice? Whatever talent and understanding are all bullshits, what is the meaning of opportunity and cause and effect! It's nothing more than the rut they set up to maintain their dignity!"

"Why is Zhu Weiti unwilling to accept it, why am I unwilling to accept it, and there are still many people who are unwilling to accept it!!"

"What heaven, what immortal, what god in the sky! As long as you make careful arrangements, you can pull them down from that illusory high position!"

Old man Yi roared like crazy, his hoarse voice was filled with unpredictable madness.

Ji Du touched his chin and said, "...Why do I think he is right?"

I really want to stab him with a sword, this guy feels too unreliable!

Is he really a respectful god?! Emperor Ziwei did not do a good job in ideological education of his subordinates!

The overwhelming hazy ghost shadows surged into my yard.

Crossing the wall, flying into the air layer by layer.

Four maids in red and ink clothes formed a formation at the four corners of the yard, Quan Heng set up a barrier in the middle, and ghosts covered our heads densely.

It was like a layer of transparent glass covering the courtyard, and those ghosts covered us like an army of ants.

It feels like being buried alive by countless ghosts.

Even breathing is awkward.

My father and Tianlang tried their best to split the ghost shadows in front of the door, and the sword energy of the Qiankun Magic Sword wrapped around the yang energy of the Life Fire Sword was extremely powerful, and a sword energy directly slashed to the side of Old Man Yi's face.

He stared at his father and Gan Lang with a ferocious look and said in a sinister way: "The layout in the yard has been destroyed, otherwise the entire yard would have been dragged into the realm of gods and demons long ago, so that you can taste the taste of waiting for death... But fortunately I have a backup plan... This alley has left behind many years ago..."

He raised his hand and pinched a gesture. I suddenly felt a sense of fear of falling rapidly. I was so scared that I squatted down and grabbed the roof tightly: "What's going on? Why do I feel like I fell from a high place--"

Dong...

There was a dull sound under my feet. I looked over and saw that my dad and Tan Lang suddenly fell down!

They both closed their eyes and fell behind the door!

"Dad! Greedy Wolf!" What's wrong?!

"What a panic!" Ji Du suddenly roared.

I looked back at him, his face was grim, and he frowned deeply and said, "...this should be the case for everyone in the whole street."

"What does it mean? Why is this happening?!" My heart was beating wildly.

"Can't you see it? The scenery is merging." He raised his hand and pointed: "This street has been dragged into the boundary of yin and yang by his method! All mortals are waiting to die! Do you understand that?!"

mortal?!

A soft and tender cry came from the wing room. Yu Gui started crying. I was anxious and wanted to jump down while stepping on the lotus.

"Aren't you going to collect ghosts? Escape at the last battle?" Ji Du frowned.

"I...I'll go see the kids."

"Whatever you look at, you have to let go first after reading it! You will be distracted! It's better to solve these dangers first! How did Jiang Qiyun teach you!"

The trick makes sense. What can I do if I run back to the room and take a look? Are you going to run out?

But if I don’t look at it, my heart will not be quiet!

When I was anxious, a faint silver-white halo suddenly burst out in the yard.

Jiang Qiyun's cold voice came: "Jidu, did you call Jiang Qiyun?"

Ji Du sneered: "What? Mu Xiaoqiao also spoke up with Jiang Qiyun. She didn't even have a fairy tale. Don't you call you that?" hf();
Chapter completed!