Even the Zhao family is very quiet now. Everyone is afraid of ghosts!

Li Xiaomian suddenly trembled all over, then turned around, with sharp eyes, and fisted at everyone:

"Fathers and fellow countrymen, in the beginning, they were loyal to the country, and they were wrapped in horse leather without any complaints."

"Of course, I've left my old father, wife, children, and weak brother behind, and I hope the villagers will take care of me."

Everyone was shocked.

They were all frightened by Xiao Mian's sharp eyes.

Oh my God, what kind of look is this?

Only someone like Chu, who has been on the battlefield and seen blood, can have such eyes!

It was Li Zheng and the clan leader who had seen the world and reacted the fastest. They also hurriedly offered Quan Dao: "Don't worry, I will be among the immortals as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Li Xiaomian almost lost his temper.

She is still in the immortal class. She has been practicing for hundreds of years and is still just a golden elixir monk. Becoming an immortal is not easy!

Okay, dad, if you can really become a ghost cultivator, then I wish you to be in the immortal class one day soon.

However, as far as she knows, practicing ghost cultivation is really difficult, so it is better to reincarnate as a human being as soon as possible!

Li Xiaomian's feet moved.

As a whirlwind rushed into the sky, she shouted: "I'm going too!"

Li Benshan cried and shouted:

"Brother, please go away and don't worry about home. I will take good care of my father and the children, and my sister-in-law. Don't worry, Zhilan and my sister-in-law are fine. She will not suffer any loss."

Zhilan is the maiden name of the second aunt Li.

Mrs. Song also cried loudly: "My father..."

Damai and Dazhu knelt down and kowtowed, shouting: "Daddy...".

Li Xiaomian...
Chapter completed!