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In a secret house in the capital, the goatee Taoist who was doing the practice saw the three-line soul-eating incense in the bowl of black as ink ghost rice standing in the center of the counter. The pupil instantly became smaller again.

"How?" Cao Shaoqin also saw the Soul Eater Incense that exploded from the middle.

"Once this soul-eating incense is ignited, the cursed host will be unable to escape. After the green-footed crow eats the host's soul, the green-eyed flying stiff will lose his control." Dry and thin like a skeleton The bony old Taoist stroked the tip of his scorched beard, and under the drooping eyelids, there was a smug look.

This old man was specially recruited by Cao Shaoqin to deal with Ma Xiaohu, so of course he has some skills.

Don't look at his old appearance, in fact, the so-called old man is a middle-aged man in his 40s, but because he used too many sinister spells, he tossed himself into the current appearance of neither human nor ghost, but the goatee The insidious kung fu of these heretical Taoists is really good. From the ancestors, they can figure out the slightest connection between the ancestors' spiritual consciousness and Ma Xiaohu. Since Cao Shaoqin wants him to get the green eyes, then the most effective way is Devour the main soul that the host uses to control the green-eyed flying zombie.

Using the Qingzuwu refined from baby corpses to deal with the host, Taoist Goatee wants to completely destroy the host's soul, and the host can still clearly feel that he is being eaten away by the Qingzuwu in his body bit by bit during this period. It's not much worse than sealing a living soul in a corpse and never being born again.

But the Soul Eater Incense Burner was on fire, and the Qingzuwu also bit the host, why did it explode in the middle...

The old Taoist who was wondering in his heart did not tell Cao Shaoqin about the broken soul-eating incense, but told Cao Shaoqin that the Qingzuwu had been eyeing the host, so that Cao Shaoqin could wait at ease, and the effect would be seen in time.

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Time can pass quickly or slowly during sleep, the person who is sleeping just doesn't know it.

The ears seem to hear the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong, as if separated by cotton, or as if wrapped in thick fog, it is muffled to the depths of the brain, and Ma Xiaohu, whose consciousness has fallen into a coma, gradually wakes up, just as Ma Xiaohu is shaking His eyelashes were about to open his heavy eyelids, but his head was covered by a layer of soft silk cloth that Yu Huatian tore off, and when he opened a thin slit to see the unchanging darkness, Ma Xiaohu gradually sank again. After falling into a deep, drowsy sleep, the sound of ping-pong-pong around my ears also disappeared.

"Father, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" But what followed was a loud cry that could tear down the roof, so that Ma Xiaohu finally opened her swollen eyelids, stretched out her hand to cry the snotty and tearful child sitting next to his head. The little bun with a smudged face was pulled into his arms and patted and coaxed.

"Hush...sleep." Ma Xiaohu, whose mind was still heavy, coaxed the little bun unconsciously.

I saw the little bun whose tears were still falling down looked up at Yuhuatian who was drinking tea not far away, and then looked down at Ma Xiaohu whose eyelids were closed again, he sobbed and brewed a few times Suddenly, Ma Xiaohu wailed directly against Ma Xiaohu's ear, shaking Ma Xiaohu's whole body.

"What's the matter?" Opening her eyes with difficulty, Ma Xiaohu propped herself up and sat on the bed, stretched out her two limp arms to hug the crying little bun into her arms.

"Father, it hurts." The crying little bun handed Ma Xiaohu the hand that was wounded by wolf teeth.

"It hurts? A man has to endure it." Ma Xiaohu thought it was the little bun's wound that was festering, so she carefully opened it and found that the wound had already started to scab.

"It's itchy, don't scratch it." Ma Xiaohu rewrapped the gauze after blowing on the slightly red scabbed wound for the little bun.

Being coaxed so gently by Ma Xiaohu, Xiao Baozi quickly stopped crying, and of course he burst into tears because he could get delicious sweet cakes after completing his mission.

"Sleeping for five days." At this moment, Yu Huatian looked at Ma Xiaohu with the teacup in his hand, because the backlight made it hard to see the black eyes that looked over.

"Ah? Five days?" Ma Xiaohu was stunned for a while, as if her brain hadn't finished working.

"No wonder Tang'er's hands are covered with scabs." So this was the conclusion that Ma Xiaohu's dull brain pondered for a minute.He directly ignored the old ancestor who was using his ancestor to put him to death, who fell to the ground, and the Yuhuatian in front of him...

Yu Huatian asked someone to take the little bun down, and when he turned around, he was already leaning over to stare at Ma Xiaohu, who was still in the chaos of his brain, and even pinched Ma Xiaohu's chin with his hand, disconnecting his consciousness from the outside world Ma Xiaohu looked at him.

"I'll burn your brother." The cold eyes were as cold-blooded and ruthless as when he killed Concubine Wan Gui who single-handedly pulled him out.

The residual cinnabar smell in the air was just at this moment to stimulate Ma Xiaohu's olfactory nerves, and then Ma Xiaohu slowly narrowed her eyelids to look carefully at Yuhuatian directly in front of her.

"Why do I feel hot..." Ma Xiaohu held Yuhuatian's hand back with a smile, and behind that smile was the torment of feeling the same way as his ancestors when he was in a coma. He didn't know that there would be such a thing induction.But because of this, he knew that there was nothing wrong with the ancestor, except that he was hurt by the beating.

"Are you worried about me?" Ma Xiaohu, the ruffian attacking his upper body, was flirting with Yu Huatian.

Seeing that Ma Xiaohu heard that the ancestor was burned but still didn't worry about it at all, Yu Huatian's black eyes staring at Ma Xiaohu turned cold, and the increasingly bright smile on Ma Xiaohu's face made him feel calm these days. The closed-eyed Yu Huatian frowned unhappily, then snorted coldly and brushed him away.

"I'm sorry, I deserved to be in trouble for you." Ma Xiaohu didn't let go, and limply fell to the side, and at the same time, because he was holding on to Yuhuatian tightly, he actually dragged people along like this Come down and fall on the dragon bed.

Quickly wrapped around Yu Huatian's body in twos and threes, and just pressed Yu Huatian like a mattress on his pillow. Seeing Yu Huatian getting angry, Ma Xiaohu pecked on Yu Huatian's lips like a fool After a few times, the taste changed after pecking and pecking, this little emperor who woke up and fell into heat.

But when she saw the black and blue under his eyes, Ma Xiaohu couldn't help softening, even speaking softly, as if trying to lull Yu Huatian to sleep.

"Go to sleep, the life-saving talisman my mother left me is quite useful, after all, it is a descendant of the Black Miao Wu." Pecking his eyelids lightly, Ma Xiaohu knew what Yu Huatian was worried about, so she patiently explained to him .

"You might feel lethargic in the past few days, don't worry." Ma Xiaohu, who was trying her best, couldn't bear the heavy sleepiness coming out of her body.

"Sleep for a while, I'll go and read the memorial." Seeing that Yu Huatian was still staring at him with his black eyes open, Ma Xiaohu lowered her head to kiss his eyelids again, forcing him to close them. Eyes, and then continue to kiss, do not let him open.

In the end, it was Ma Xiaohu who sat on the edge of the dragon bed and reviewed the memorial, while Yuhuatian was put on Ma Xiaohu's lap as a pillow, and fell asleep with his eyes closed and his eyes closed. .

Looking down at the handsome sleeping face, Ma Xiaohu, who was holding on all the time, was actually more sleepy than Yu Huatian, but in order not to let him discover his strangeness, he had to grit his teeth and hold on, relying on his strong willpower to insist on not falling down Sleep to death together.

"Cao Shaoqin." When Ma Xiaohu saw Cao Shaoqin's movements from a pile of messy confidential letters, his cold eyes were completely different from the usual playful and smiling rascal.

He didn't care what the relationship between the old ancestor and Cao Shaoqin was before he was alive. After death, the ashes returned to the ashes. It doesn't matter, it's only related to him, Ma Xiaohu, he is the one who made the ancestors into what they are now, so he is fully responsible, even if the ancestors of the Ma family come, they can't touch it.

Just as he was about to get up and look for his poor ancestor who had been taught a lesson, when he looked down and saw Yuhuatian's peaceful sleeping face still pillowed on his lap, he didn't move any more, and continued to maintain his original movements without being woken up so hard that he was willing to close his eyes Yuhuatian, even if the thigh that was being pillowed went numb and numb several times.

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When Ma Xiaohu finally saw the old ancestor, he was not surprised that the old ancestor's spiritual consciousness seemed to grow again, and he was the culprit.

"Old ancestors,"

Yes, the ancestor stretched out that cold hand to grab Ma Xiaohu first.Those eyes that only stare straight at people are also different from before, it always feels like wherever Ma Xiaohu goes, those eyes will follow there.

"Hey, old ancestor, if I go to my old aunt, will there be a solution?" Ma Xiaohu hugged her old ancestor to seek comfort, and only in front of her old ancestor could Ma Xiaohu express her distress.

After waking up, she realized that something was wrong with her, and when Ma Xiaohu understood her situation, she was at a loss.The drowsiness and heavy body every day is a sign of how bad the situation is.

But Ma Xiaohu also understands that even if the old aunt is found, there is no other way, because this is just a dead end, either he or the old ancestor will die.If he really reaped the consequences, he shouldn't be conceited about using the soul splitting technique excessively.

Hehe, I used to think that my ancestors were troublesome and wanted to burn it, but now I can solve this big burden without burning it, but... I feel uncomfortable.

"Although he is married to a male wife, I will not give him a chance to marry again!" Ma Xiaohu was even more jealous when she thought that Yuhuatian might kiss me with someone after she died. internal injury.

So Ma Xiaohu, who was so miserable, bit the clothes on the ancestor's shoulders to vent like a child, almost biting a big hole in the clothes of the ancestors.

"What second marriage?" She Yuhuatian, who dared to show up after eavesdropping, made Ma Xiaohu's little heart tremble with fright with a retort question that could not be heard, and immediately let go of the old ancestor's pretend nothing happened.

"No, I mean that Cao Shaoqin made me suffer so much, and I want to fix it up forever." Ma Xiaohu's eyes were sloppy, and the eyes that carefully looked at Yu Huatian's face were full of worries about what Yu Huatian was listening to. how much to go.

If he heard it...then...

Ma Xiaohu, who didn't dare to think about it, dragged Yuhuatian away in the name of annihilating Cao Shaoqin, but he didn't know that his own arm was grabbed by the ancestor, and he couldn't get it out.And Yu Huatian had the kind of face that made it clear that he would not be easily fooled, and the scene froze for a while.