"I said kid, you are impatient, right? You don't know that the pirates are looking for you in the street?"

Emperor Yang Qingfeng had a headache.

Ye Lingyue was meditating, seeing that the sky was already dark, and the young boy began to shake up.

This inn is in a good location, also close to the Suzaku District.

After entering the night, the vocals on the street and the aromas of the various foods that came from time to time made the locusts in the little boy's stomach tremble.

He knew that Ye Lingyue would not let him go out, and he deliberately turned into a "squeaky" appearance, ready to slip out, and the result was stopped by Diyang Qingfeng.

"How can I recognize this pirate?"

Little boy doesn't think so.

The appearance of the grandmother, he mimicked the vividness.

"You don't look at your own looks, pink hair, natural rolls, take a loli face, Yujie body, how to see how it is not a normal person. When we come back, how many people stare at you ""

Emperor Yangfeng has never seen such unconscious people.

It's not a peerless beauty, it's definitely an eye-catching little girl.

At this point, the young teenager is obviously not aware of it.

"Are you licking my beauty? I tell you, my grandfather is very powerful, and you can kill you with one look. Anyway, you don't want to stop me tonight."

The little boy snorted.

"Are you going to go out?"

Ye Lingyue came out.

Seeing Ye Lingyue, Emperor Yang Qingfeng was like a savior, and blinked at her eyebrows.

"You come to persuade, this kid, I can't clean up."

"You go to the night market to see it, but Qingfeng is right, you can't be this look."

Ye Lingyue also noticed that the expression before the rain was reflected.

His face, light rain and some people recognize it.

Moreover, Qiang Niang is quite attractive and always does not consciously attract the attention of the people around her. This is not unreasonable.

"It's not this look, what is it like?"

The little boy wondered.

After a while, two people walked out of the inn.

"Two guest officers, are you going to the night market?"

The store is small and second-faced.

When I could see the expressions of the two guests in front of me, the smile on his face froze.

In front of me are two different styles of male guests.

One of them, like a son, looks handsome, but his face is a bit strange at this time.

As for the man next to him, his figure is taller.

His facial features are very beautiful, but they are combined, but they have a sense of oppression that cannot be said.

He didn't sneer, his mouth was always a cold line.

But the most surprising thing is that this man who looks at a very personal personality actually took the hand of the handsome male guest next to him.

"Come on, you are so slow, the night market is over."

The unscrupulous male guest complained.

"I shouldn't promise to come out with you."

Emperor Yang Qingfeng is helpless, half is vomiting blood to the little boy next to his eyes.

"You want to go to the night market, just right, I also intend to let you inquire about the secretary of Kunlun, but you can't become a beggar, you have to become a jealous husband, the sun."

Ye Lingyue's request is only one. In order to be able to breathe out, the young boy naturally agreed.

He also did not pay attention to the expression of Emperor Yang Qingfeng's life is not as good as death, Gu passed through the crowd and walked toward the Suzaku District.

In the inn, the ear roots once again restored the clean Ye Lingyue and took out the Buddha statue of the wonderful method.

With the support of Emperor Yangfeng and the young boy, she can contact the Witch God without any obstacles.

The existence of the Witch God, so far, only Ye Lingyue knows.

This card, she can not be exposed to others for the time being.

According to Shen Xiangzi, Ye Lingyue began to integrate his mind into the statue.

In the little statue, it was filled with the power of the full moon.

"Witch god, I am Ye Lingyue, I have something to contact you. After you feel my god, you must come quickly."

When Ye Lingyue was in the mind, he repeatedly recited in his heart.

She did not know whether her own thoughts could be conveyed to the Witch God.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, the time is running like water, but the witch **** that should appear should never appear.

"Is it because of the reason in the city of Zangshan, so even the Witch God can't enter?"

Ye Lingyue is awkward.

In the middle of the night, the statue of the magical **** statue has never changed.

Witch God, did not show up.

Ye Lingyue does not intend to give up.

She thought about it, and suddenly thought of the reminder of Shen Xiangzi before.

"Leaving our waste city, it will be more difficult to see the magical law. But if you are pious enough, the magical law will still come. You must say that you are the most devout believer."

Ye Lingyue has some helplessness.

She is not a believer in the Witch God at all.

But in order to be able to lead the Witch God, she had to change her strategy.

"The magical law is on the top, and the letter to Ye Lingyue, wants to see the magical law."

Ye Lingyue meditated.

I have been reading the third time.

That exquisite magical method is like a statue, suddenly, a black light flashes.

The close eyes of the statue broke open.

It was a pair of blue dragonflies. When I saw Ye Lingyue, there were some horror in the eyes.

"How is it again? I clearly heard the prayers of my followers."

The Witch God is cold and cold.

Seeing Ye Lingyue, he knew that there was nothing good.

Ye Lingyue couldn't help but grin.

This witch **** is really very short-sighted. Only the voice of his own believer can hear it.

However, the Witch God can enter the Tibetan Mountain City, or let Ye Lingyue have some surprises.

Xu is guessing the idea of Ye Lingyue, the Witch God is cold.

"I know what you are thinking. Do you think that the prohibition of the grave guard here can stop me?"

Keep the grave?

Ye Lingyue's heart moved.

She remembers concealing that the patron saints of the Kunlun site are also divided into three or six.

The level of the tomb guard is much higher than that of the patron saint like Chen Ri and Shui Feng.

She did not expect that Zangshan Jun was a grave guard.

"You mean, the prohibition of Zangshanjun doesn't work for you? But the last time, you clearly said that the ban on the site of Kunlun is very strong. You only have a certain period of time. In a few days, your knowledge can be sneak into."

Ye Lingyue remembers very clearly.

"This time is a while. Last time was a few months ago, this time is a few months later. You are afraid that you don't know, not to mention the Kunlun site, just outside the Kunlun site. In recent months, a lot has happened. thing."

The witch **** laughed.

At that time, the site of Kunlun was indeed like an iron bucket. But the old site of Kunlun today is a broken wooden barrel with a short piece of wood. It is not the same!