Everyone is crazy about it, the magic cultivator is reborn into the love brain script

Liu Rumo, Qin Sheng and Song Qing had lived for so long and had never seen a ghost that looked like a garbage bag, so they subconsciously felt that it was probably not a good thing.

So they all naturally stepped aside and gave the honor of being the vanguard to Jiang Yuanke.

Jiang Yuanke didn't dare to use any magic to hurt this ghost. Maybe the only weapon cultivator in their sect who made money was inside its belly. He must not be hurt.

The ghost shadow came closer, floated up lightly, and seemed to circle around Jiang Yuanke's neck.

The cold touch made the old man Jiang Yuanke feel uncomfortable for the first time in a long time, and he straightened his Taoist robe with his hands.

There are so many disciples watching behind us, we must not embarrass ourselves.

The ghost just stuck to it in a circle, as if after measuring it, it felt it couldn't be swallowed, so it gave up.

He stood there for a while, and finding that the ghost did not eat him, he went back to the corridor.

Jiang Li came over and volunteered: "Sister Xuan, how about I go? People with too high cultivation levels don't seem to be eaten."

Shen Wenqu tightened his grip on the black sword.

Luo Wangchan frowned and advised her softly: "Junior sister, it is too risky for you to go alone."

Jiang Xuan saw the somewhat embarrassed look on Shen Wenqu's face, but out of humanitarianism, he did not tease him.

"Well, in that case, we disciples will each choose one to be devoured. Let's go together. Master, can you meet us outside?"

Liu Rumo nodded his folding fan and said, "Okay, be careful."

With the masters watching outside, the disciples felt more at ease. One of them found a ghost and approached it. Soon, the figure flashed and disappeared into the courtyard.

It felt strange to be swallowed by a ghost.

It was a feeling of security and comfort that was so gentle that it felt like returning to the mother's womb.

At first, Jiang Xuan could still see the moonlight outside through the ghost shadow, but gradually, she closed her eyes tiredly and didn't want to see anything.

She could feel herself being held up and wrapped in something soft and comfortable, as if she was floating in mid-air.

It seems... nothing bad will happen if I just fall asleep like this.

She was awakened by the feeling of moisture on her cheek.

A white fox was scratching her with its claws anxiously, and its nose was pressing hard against her neck.

"Hiss...little coal?"

When did you grow so big? And your teeth are so sharp...

The furry touch rubbed her waist twice, and the little coal ball jumped onto Jiang Xuan's shoulder and looked at her.

This one here is a little coal ball, who is this white ball under him...

The white fox obediently opened its mouth and let her touch its fangs.

Xiaobai flashed by and rested his arm around the white fox's neck.

The white fox opened its mouth but said nothing. It dug its claws twice, as if staring at its hands.

Little Coal Ball meowed twice and wanted to speak, but the white fox looked at him and he shut his mouth, whimpering and patting the shovel in Jiang Xuan's hand twice.

What are you doing! Big fool!

This is your brother! Move this broken shovel away!

The little coal ball screamed in his heart but didn't dare to say anything out loud.

Jiang Xuan realized that the white fox had no intention of attacking and retracted the shovel.

She had to meet up with the other disciples first.

Jiang Xuan looked around and found that it was deserted, just like the secret place where he couldn't see the faces of the opponents during the competition.

Although we are in a forest, there is no life here.

Withered branches and swamps that are so soft that you seem to be able to sink into them, it seems that everything that exists here is the nourishment of this space.

Jiang Xuan shuddered and decided to light a spiritual fire with his fingertips to illuminate and keep warm.

The empty feeling in her dantian made her stunned for a moment.

Half of her spiritual power suddenly disappeared.

Jiang Xuan didn't believe it, so he held his breath and concentrated, and checked the meridians.

That’s right, his father’s was missing half.

Could it be that Xiao Jiang came out?

"Xiao Jiang? Xiao Jiang!"

She yelled twice, but there was only an empty echo.

Little Coal Ball was watching her from the side, which made her feel quite awkward.

"Where's the little coal ball? Is your spiritual power also reduced by half?"

The civet cat raised its neck proudly and said, "With this lock, my spiritual power can neither go out nor come in."

It jumped onto Jiang Xuan's shoulder and covered her eyes with its tail.

"Hey, now I'm better than you."

Jiang Xuan grabbed the little coal ball's tail and said, "Then, please lead the way, Master Civet Cat."

The whiskers on the little coal cat's mouth trembled twice, and it got off her reluctantly and ran to the front.

The white fox was still following Jiang Xuan. When it stopped, it would rub against her legs. When she walked, it would follow her side consciously and she couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard she tried.

She always felt that the eyes of this fox were somewhat familiar. She picked up the white fox. Jiang Xuan held the white fox's front paws, and its whole body became a long strip. She looked left and right, but the white fox was avoiding her sight.

"Hey! That's weird..."

Jiang Xuan didn't worry about it. After all, Senior Brother Bai had said that he would often be spotted by spirit beasts and followed back to the sect. Perhaps, it was just that this white fox happened to be destined to be with her.

She rubbed the white fox's furry and trembling ears twice, sniffed at the fox's forehead, and then put it down with satisfaction.

Bai Yushu knew that this was Jiang Xuan's process of sucking small coal balls, and it was very smooth.

The little coal ball looked back at the white fox with a somewhat resentful look, which made the white fox feel a little guilty.

Jiang Xuan scratched the middle of the white fox's ears with his fingertips again, "Don't be afraid, Little Coal Ball won't hit you because of jealousy."

She squatted down and hugged the white fox, and while saying comforting words, she rubbed the fox's ear with a satisfied look on her face.

He now only has half of his spiritual power left. Not only can he not maintain his human form, he can't even control the loss of his hair.

Jiang Xuan had almost plucked out the hair on the tips of his ears, neck and back.

Bai Yushu: ...want to die.