This egg is a fresh egg bought by his mother Xiao Zhenjing. At this moment, it seems to be deteriorated, turning into a sticky black liquid!
Seeing this scene, Xiao Yun did not show a trace of surprise, as if it had already expected, and the seven yellow flowers were thrown into the bowl.
"Zizi!"
The moment the yellow flower fell into the bowl, those sticky black liquids seemed to be corrosive, and the flowers melted quickly. For a time, the smell of the faint stinky eggs in the room, faintly faintly faintly
There is a flower fragrance.
This fragrant and stinky taste is very weird.
Xiao Yun got up and patted his hands, and handed the seven small stones who wrote the spell to the paper tarantion, saying, "After three days, bring these seven small stones to the lake or the seaside. After you throw it into the water, you are completely free.
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"Hey!"
Paper -tie people moved the seven small stones with both hands, and seemed to be very excited. The paper -passing body was shaking. With "簌簌", he knelt in front of Xiao Yun and raised his head.
"OK." Xiao Yun waved his hand, turned around and pushed the window of the study away, and said to the paper and tie people: "You can go."
After saying this, he turned out of the study and walked towards the bathroom.
His mother, just a stinky egg, his hands were smelly!
Xiao Yun mutated his hands in the bathroom. When he came out, he saw his mother sitting on the sofa. He had already started to sleep little by little, and immediately said, "Mom, go upstairs to sleep when you are sleepy!"
Xiao Zhenjing woke up with a spirit of excitement, and looked up at the clock on the wall, sighed: "Oh, why is it eleven o'clock, Yuner, mother goes upstairs to sleep, don't boil too late too late
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"Well, do you know, I sleep when I see the book."
After returning to the study again, I saw that the curtains were blown by the night wind and fluttered softly. There was no longer the figure of the paper.
Xiao Yun sighed, and secretly thought that the paper man was also pitiful. After his life, he suffered a poor life. After his death, he was sealed by Wu Feng to the old demon.
Holding his head gently, Xiao Yun sat down and mobilized the books about witchcraft, 蛊 and Mao Shan in the mind.
After these days of twists and turns, he realized that although he was inherited, the use of many things was still unfamiliar. After that, he was ready to leave Zhongyang, enter Miao Xinjiang, and find Lin Xueer for cracking soul -shooting.
The method of surgery must be prepared early.
However.
Just when Xiao Yun concentrated on studying the magic, somehow, he had always been full of spirit, but he fell asleep tonight.
As the saying goes, there is something in the sun and dreaming at night. Maybe it is because of the reason why Lin Xueer has been thinking about Lin Xueer these days. Xiao Yun even dreamed of the scene where the two met for the first time.
In the courtyard of the huge Linjia estate, the lawn was neatly built. The big dogs raised by Lin Qiaoqiao had not died, and they were lying lazily on the lawn to sleep.
On the distance in the distance, Lin Xueer was sitting there with a smile, a pair of apricot eyes like black grapes with water, and a black hair on his shoulders, so gentle and passionate.
She was wearing the pure white thin wing nightdress, but her feet were smooth, and her white and tender toes stepped on the lawn and walked towards Xiao Yun step by step.
"Why do you come to me now? People wait for you to wait well!"
Lin Xueer also said with joy, walking in front of Xiao Yun, he took his arm, and the bird was sprinkled in his arms.
In the dream, Xiao Yun didn't seem to remember Lin Xueer's soul -shooting. Seeing such a tenderness like water, she couldn't help but feel rippling, and she held her slender waist, affectionate models.
Kiss on the ground. This chapter has been completed!