The Xuanmen ancestors were mind-read, and the whole family became addicted to becoming villains

Mr. Chen scolded: "At this time, do you still care about what he looks like? This is an immortal."

The man who said it said nonchalantly: "I want to see what an immortal looks like. That's too ugly, isn't it?"

So some people are just making excuses for their bestiality.

What they care about is looks.

The old Taoist was obviously very interested in Li Jidao and jumped on the stage to reveal Li Jidao's identity.

At this moment, the rope that had been tied to Lingling was suddenly untied, and she threw a tattered and blackened red cloth strip into the sky. Just now there was an injured man, the one closest to him, his blood seemed to be boiling. Like the gate, everyone flocked to the red cloth strips.

In an instant, the man was drawn into a transparent color, and he was floating on the ground like pieces of paper. On the other hand, the red cloth, after drinking enough human blood, restored its bright red color, and then rushed towards the old road.

The old Taoist ducked, and the red cloth just wrapped around the golden pagoda in his hand.

He yelled: "No!"

He looked at Lingling with shocked eyes: "It turns out you were waiting for me. Is this a conspiracy planned by you?"

Lingling smiled very strangely: "You are right, this red blood silk is the red cloth hung in the straw shed that day when they sacrificed my sister. My sister is not dead, she only needs to suck up the blood of the man who has a relationship with her. She can be resurrected by drinking blood, and here, she can suck the blood of nine out of ten people, and my sister is already alive."

Therefore, she provoked the villagers to fight.

Her escape and capture were intentional.

All this was a situation arranged by her.

Just for the blood of those men, for this old man to show up and resurrect my sister.

Meng Chenfeng looked at Lingling sadly: "Lingling, what do you say you want to marry me as your wife?"

Lingling's face changed slightly and said: "That's a lie to you too. The reason why our village has become like this and the reason why they forced my sister is because of your family. Your family relies on having many sons to harm the village and bully people. Look like this, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to ask for a son with red eyes.”

"Lingling..."

At this moment, the red cloth burned, and a wisp of light smoke floated out from the pagoda. The old Taoist threw Fo Chen and wanted to catch it, but Lingling used a belt to cover Fo Chen.

The old Taoist said impatiently: "If you release the innocent soul, big trouble will happen."

"That's my sister." Lingling said angrily, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. It was you who harmed my sister and our whole village. If you hadn't talked nonsense about my sister being a child-giving lady, My sister would not have died, and the village would not be in chaos. It is all your fault. You are such a merciless thief, you are not worthy of practicing, and your retribution will come today."

"It's not that you are greedy and insist on having a son. It's you who begged me. It's your father who begged me." The old Taoist looked helplessly at the golden pagoda and shook it, as if there should be something inside, but now it is empty.

He looked at Lingling and then at the Golden Pagoda. Suddenly Li Jidao's whisk suddenly twitched and he took Li Jidao and ran away.

"Haha, even with the Xuanhuo Girl, the evil spirits can't do anything to me."

"Lingling, what are you doing?" No one cares where the old man went.

Mr. Chen leaned on his crutches and spoke in a stern tone.

"I will make you pay with blood! You are the biggest scourge in the village." Everyone felt Lingling's body tremble, and then her eyes turned red. She stretched out her hand and pinched Chen Lai's neck hard, and heard a click. Old Chen's head hung down from his neck.

"Everyone, my revenge has begun!"

"Murder!" A woman yelled.

Lingling directly grabbed Mrs. Chen Wang and squeezed her neck: "If you like going to heaven so much, I'll take you there!"

Chen Wang's wife died in Lingling's hands without saying a word.

When everyone saw that something was not going well, they dispersed in all directions.

Aqiu didn't run away. She looked at Lingling with tears streaming down her face: "A Bao, Bao, is it you? Are you back?"

Lingling smiled sarcastically: "Bao? You called me Bao?"

Aqiu said: "Why are you not my treasure? When you were born, Aye and your mother-in-law were overjoyed and overjoyed. We have a baby, so you are called A-Bao."

"If you donate your treasure to others and become a prostitute, you will become the number one in the world, right?"

"That's not a prostitute, she's a concubine. She's a heavenly being who can accumulate merit. Ah Bao, Ah Ye also thinks about the whole village..."

Lingling pinched his neck: "You should be satisfied with how the village is now, right? People are being sold and arrested everywhere, and women are being harmed. Do you know how many families outside have been broken up because of this? Are you still accumulating merit? "

Aqiu shook his head and said: "It shouldn't, it shouldn't be like this, everyone just wants to avoid being bullied..."

Lingling didn't want to listen to his nagging anymore. Until now, no one has repented, not a single person.

She smiled and said: "I won't kill you yet. You like to contribute so much. I want to keep you and give birth to children for all the women in the village."

"Lingling... Abao, I am your father, how could you do this to me?"

"So you also know what contribution is, isn't it a good thing? It just doesn't fall on you, and you don't know how painful it is."

Lingling severely injured Aqiu, but everyone else ran away. She was not in a hurry. She murmured to the sky, and her black resentment enveloped the already dark sky.

The blood that had seeped into the earth condensed into essence, like dew evaporating, turning into a rain of blood all over the sky, and finally seeped into Lingling's body.

With an evil smile on her lips, Lingling grabbed a sickle and walked down the platform...

……

"What's going on? Have everyone outside run away?"

"My Jane!"

The people guarding them also ran away.

Feng Ying ran to Li Zhengchun and squatted down, saying: "Help me untie the rope."

"I'm tied up too..." After Li Zhengchun finished speaking, he discovered that his fingers could move.

At this time, Xu Meiniang cried out in pain: "My wrist hurts so much."

"I'll help you untie it." Li Zhengchun turned around and went to help Xu Meiniang untie the rope.

Feng Ying shouted: "Li Zhengchun, A Jian is silent. Do you know the priorities?"

"Cousin, where is Sanniang? I didn't hear Sanniang's voice either." Xu Meiniang was really anxious this time.

Feng Ying: "..."

She was full of breath and suddenly found someone else in the corner.

She jumped over, intending to untie the man's rope first, but before he could get there, the man's rope fell off his wrists, and the ropes on his feet were automatically untied. The man didn't say anything and helped her untie the rope. Opened it and walked out directly.

Feng Ying seemed to see his face clearly, and was stunned, why did he look so much like the King of Luoyang?

Did she get it wrong?

There are so many guards around the King of Luoyang, why are they here?

The problem is that he can untie the rope, so why is he still caught?Why aren't you running?

too weird.

Feng Ying released four of his guards again, and then they rushed out of the house.

The smell of blood assaulted his nostrils, but there was no trace of blood on the ground.

There were torches in the sky, and the surrounding area was as bright as day, but there was not a soul around.