Two green-faced young men in charge of cleaning carried the body of Jin Xinu out of the back house.
At this moment, the witch slave has returned to the image of a cat, but it is still a ball of blood-red mud, mixed with golden hair, and dripping blood flowing all the way.
The two servants carried the body of Jin Xinu to a deserted corner of the wall. They immediately showed a strange smile, and then revealed a long mouth full of jagged teeth.
These two boys turned out to be wolf monsters in disguise, and now they showed their true colors and immediately started tearing apart the body of the Golden Thread Slave.
After devouring it, only a pile of white bones was left. The two boys licked their lips and dug a hole to bury them, then left.
A soul slowly emerged from the soil, and it was the appearance of Jin Xinu. At this moment, her eyes were full of grief and anger, but she was helpless. She had practiced for decades to please Tianjun carefully, and lived in fear every day. Unexpectedly,
It turned out to be such an ending, and she was full of resentment and unwillingness.
But all she has left is an ethereal wandering soul. Under the strong sunlight, if she cannot find a hiding place as soon as possible, it will melt like ice and snow in a short time.
Her soul had begun to ignite a blazing fire, and she ran around in panic, looking for a place to stay.
Suddenly she seemed to have thought of something, gritted her teeth, turned around, and rushed towards the back of Tianjun Temple.
Behind the Tianjun Temple, there is a unique and luxurious house. The house is surrounded by more than ten meters of grassless open space. The door is closed and four boys are guarding the outside.
These four boys have their hair in buns. From a distance, they look like seven or eight-year-old boys. But up close, they are startling, because they all have old faces that look wrinkled like dried oranges, and they are extremely ugly.
A deafening sound of snoring came from the room.
A boy rubbed his numb ears vigorously and whispered: "This little lady only eats and sleeps. She is too worried!"
A boy next to him said with a mischievous smile: "Isn't this good? If she beats her up and cries, then we won't suffer the consequences?"
"Now that you have eaten and drank enough, you have the strength to serve the Lord, right?"
The four children laughed strangely.
At this time, four servants came over carrying two cabinet-like food boxes.
Each of these two food boxes bent the pole to its limit, making a creaking sound with every step.
The four servants placed two food boxes in front of the door, and then immediately retreated far away, as if there was something in the house that they were extremely afraid of.
A boy gently pulled a rope in front of the door, and a crisp bell sounded in the house.
"Miss Snow, dinner is ready." The boy then shouted loudly.
There was still loud snoring in the house.
After pulling the rope repeatedly and shouting loudly for a quarter of an hour, the thunderous snoring suddenly stopped, and then there was a rustling sound, as if something was struggling to crawl to the door.
The four children immediately took a few steps back.
The door slowly opened, and the creaking sound made people feel creepy.
A group of dark breath slowly overflowed from the crack in the open door, dancing around like living tentacles.
Then a fat, white hand stretched out, grabbed the rope on the food box, and pulled hard. The two hundred kilogram food box was immediately pulled into the house, and then another food box was also pulled into the house.
The door closed with a bang, and a creaking sound came from inside.
"What's the dish today?"
A boy turned his head and asked the four servants.
The servant replied respectfully: "Thank you, Mr. Tong. It's a whole sheep, half a slice of beef, half a slice of pig, thirty fish, and dozens of kilograms of leafy vegetables."
"The sheep is grilled over charcoal fire, the beef is braised, the pork is boiled, and the fish is steamed."
About two-quarters of an hour later, the sound of chewing stopped, the door slowly opened again, and along with a plume of black smoke, two empty food boxes were thrown out.
Not to mention leftovers, not even a single bone was left.
The four servants quickly carried the light food boxes and left.
Soon another deafening cry came from the house.
The four boys looked at each other and curled their lips.
It was another night with thick clouds covering the moon. The thin snow fell gently and turned into soft rain before it touched the ground, nourishing everything in the world and slowly taking away the temperature of the world.
Lin Beichen walked out of the fairy temple and looked around, but did not see that familiar figure.
"Who are you looking for, young master?"
Leng Youyou's voice sounded behind Lin Beichen.
Lin Beichen felt his scalp numb slightly.
Slowly turning his head, he saw a fair face standing behind his ear, very close at hand.
"Who is the girl? Why did you come to my fairy temple?"
Lin Beichen suppressed his frightened feeling and asked.
"Oh, you men really don't recognize people when you put on your pants. We just met a few days ago, and you forgot about my family so quickly?"
Lin Beichen was startled just now. Now he looked carefully and remembered that the woman in front of him was the fox demon he met at the old god's place.
"It turns out it's Hu Xian'er who wants to eat my heart."
Hu Xian'er still has the same romantic look, her chest is bulging under her pink bellyband, and her slender jade legs are exposed without any concealment, just like a pair of jade chopsticks, making people reluctant to look away.
Hu Xianer covered her lips and chuckled: "The slave family really wants to eat your heart, but it's a pity that your heart does not belong to the slave family. By the way, the slave family has something to give to the young master."
Hu Xian'er exhaled like a orchid, spit out a small medicine box, and flew lightly to Lin Beichen.
Lin Beichen frowned slightly when he saw the medicine box, took it and asked, "Where did the golden thread slave go?"
Hu Xian'er raised her brows slightly: "I heard that because of your incident, Tianjun was offended and was patted into pieces. It's so pitiful."
Lin Beichen's pupils shrank slightly, he opened the medicine box, put the elixir into his mouth and chewed it slowly. He could not taste the taste of the elixir at all.
Lin Beichen woke up suddenly, and he actually swallowed the pill.
The last time he came into contact with the Wenyang Pill, he was cautious and only dared to crush the pieces of the peach wood statue to absorb it.
This time he actually took it. The quality of this elixir was obviously higher than that of the Warming Yang elixir. The Gang Qi inside kept hitting Lin Beichen's forehead, and finally traveled around his body and merged into his left fist.
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At the same time, words flickered in Lin Beichen's eyes.
[Hu Xianer, Yinde-98, sixth-level ghost immortal, can be killed!]
Lin Beichen showed a big smile and said: "In that case, I think Sister Xian'er will take care of me instead of Jinlunu!"
Hu Xian'er sighed quietly, and begged with soft eyes: "This is a hard job that will cost you your life if you don't do it right. Young Master, please don't harm Hu'er."