In a blink of an eye, Yushan changed back to Xiao'an's appearance, "I want to cut you into pieces. Everything about you should be mine! Children, men, queen, all of them are mine!"
"Ha!" Mu Run understood, "So you were planning to do this."
"Fu Yunchen is mine!" Xiaoan's eyes suddenly turned red, and he emitted a vicious and vicious light.
Mu Run took two steps away, moved away from the door, and signaled Huanhuan and Tuantuan to hide behind the mountain god statue.
Huanhuan and Tuantuan also had a sense of crisis. The two little people climbed up along the statue of the mountain god.
The last man occupied one wing and looked down with his head.
Huanhuan whispered: "Mom, the place is very spacious, you can hide from it too."
Mu Run signaled them to hide and not show their heads.
Xiaoan stood in front of the door of the Shanshen Temple and reached out to push the door, he suddenly felt that his eyes changed...
The temple is gone, and what appears in front of you is a piece of green grass and flowers. The lake is like a mirror, bright and transparent.
A tall and handsome man with a purple crown and blonde hair looked at her faintly, with golden green eyes without disgust and no feelings.
Xiaoan, however, began to tremble involuntarily, because he was afraid!
Until now, no matter what form it is, whether it is human, ghost, or ghost, Xiaoan has never been so afraid of anyone, especially after she has the strength, she has held tens of thousands of corpses in her hand, and immediately
You will become the corpse king. After she becomes the corpse king, the whole world will become her corpse soil!
But who is this man? Why did she not have any resistance and just want to escape and stay away from him.
"So that's it." The man looked up at the sky, "Ten thousand years have passed."
Xiaoan took advantage of the time when the man naturally muttered to himself and looked up at the sky, and suddenly retreated with all his might!
The man watched her run into the woods.
But in a second thought, she appeared in front of him again.
Within the jurisdiction of his realm, everything is under his control.
"Who are you?" Xiaoan asked in horror.
"I am the mountain god of Chongyang Mountain. It is rare for you to retreat when there are mountain rivers and spiritual veins that guard the mountain spirit beasts, but evil spirits retreat. You even break in without evading them. This is a merit of being delivered to your door in vain."
The man suddenly laughed, and with his smile, the whole Chongyang Yama was already full of vitality, and it became even more intense.
Xiao'an's face was ashen, "No, no-"
Then, the man was in the man's smile, and his body gradually turned into a gray dust and disappeared into the air.
A golden mark in the shape of an eye appeared on the man's forehead.
The mark flashed for a moment and disappeared.
Mu Run waited in the temple for a long time, but Xiaoan didn't break in. But she didn't dare to go out rashly, so she could only wait.
Huanhuan took out a bell from her sleeve, then released a small colorful butterfly from it, "Go out and see if there are any bad people outside."
The butterfly flew away.
Mu Run looked at Huanhuan in surprise, "Can you control the Gu?"
Huanhuan nodded, "Uncle Ziwu taught me."
Ziwu...Mu Run felt sad when she remembered what Xiaoan said.
Youdao is to be a teacher for one day and be a father for life. Huanhuantuan received his teachings and was his disciple. "Huanhuan, go back and you and Tuantuan, set up a tomb for Uncle Ziwu. He has taught you too, die
You have to go with decent leave.”
"Uncle Ziwu is dead?" Tuantuan's eyes widened, looking very disbelief.