Devil's Spiritual Book

Hongli personally took the man down to resettle him.

As if still in a dream, Fu Zhan glanced at the furnishings in the room, pinched his arms in disbelief, and frowned suddenly.

is painful.

He is really alive.

Although the flesh and blood had been reshaped, the original wound had only healed by about [-] to [-] percent.

Even so, he was already extremely grateful.

After thanking him thousands of times, he looked at Hongli, hesitating, as if he had something to say.

Hongli saw his hesitation, and said: "From now on, I will be your master, just speak up if you have something to say."

Fu Zhan was stunned, then knelt down on the ground and called out to Master a few times.

Hong Li frowned, he didn't like others to kneel down at every turn, and pulled them up: "Don't kneel down at every turn in the future. You can save your life only because of the kindness of the ghost master. I will teach you your homework in the future, but there is one thing. You have to remember that all my spells are taught by the ghost master, and according to seniority, the ghost master is your ancestor."

After explaining a few more words, Hongli went out.

On the way back to return to life, the little disciple Zhao Xiang beside him asked curiously: "Ghost messenger, why did the ghost master only save the young man and not the Yeling clan princess?"

The ghost master likes to listen to the romantic affairs in the world the most, hates people who start chaotically and abandon them very much, and is keen on the beauty of adults.

But this time, Ah Yan and Fu Zhan were not fulfilled, but they were sent to bring people back from Yan Luozong.

No matter how you think about it, it's strange.

Hongli usually has a pale face in the sect, and many people are afraid of him, but Zhao Xiang has been by his side from the very beginning, and he has probably understood his temper, which is much gentler than other elders, so On weekdays, he is not as scrupulous about talking as other little disciples.

Hongli smiled lightly: "The ghost master...he has a childish heart." His voice was very soft, but it was very clear in the silent night.

Zhao Xiang was stunned.

Did the ghost emissary laugh just now?

After realizing this problem, Zhao Xiang was completely dumbfounded, his footsteps stopped, and when he raised his head again, Hong Li had already gone far away.

He quickly chased after him: "Ghost messenger, what did you mean just now, the disciple didn't understand."

Hong Li has recovered his indifferent expression, and his tone is cold: "We can't guess what the ghost master is thinking. Do your part, don't ask if you shouldn't."

After saying that, he looked up at the sky, smiled and shook his head.

He originally thought that the evil spirits coming out of the eighteenth levels of hell should be treacherous and tyrannical, but the ghost master's heart is simpler than that of ordinary people, but he needs to be guided.

The ghost master has always done things as he pleases, as long as it is not evil, just let him.

Min Chengyi woke up early, and this time, just after dawn, he ran into Wu Jiu's room again to make a fuss.

He squatted on the ground to play with the lock bone, and Wu Jiu looked at him curiously while eating candied fruit.

Hongli's expression moved slightly, and he half-kneeled beside the soft couch to help Wu Jiu remove the pits from the candied fruit, and glanced at Min Chengyi, feeling slightly surprised.

The lock demon bone was acquired by the ghost owner as early as the Qiantai Conference, but this thing is powerful and quick-tempered, and he is unwilling to surrender. Although the ghost owner used brute force to make him a mount, he would make trouble from time to time .

Its body shrunk to about half a meter, its body was like a snake, and its head was a human-shaped skeleton. At this moment, it was lying quietly in Min Chengyi's hands, looking very obedient.

"Why did the master take out the demon lock bone?"

Wu Jiu stretched out his hand and poked the back of Yaoyao Gu: "This thing is actually a thing to see, tsk..."

It's been so long.

The demon bone moved, raised its head and yelled "Awwhhhh" several times to express its protest.

Min Chengyi patted it lightly, as if to appease it, and it became quiet again in an instant.

Wugui frowned, reached out and patted again.

The clavicle bone groaned twice again.

Min Chengyi turned his body sideways, avoided Wu Jiu, and gently stroked its back.

Suo Yaogu raised his head and kissed Min Chengyi's cheek.

Wu Jiu slightly raised his little finger, and the clavicle bone was in his hand.

Min Chengyi looked around suspiciously, and when he found it, he reached out to take it back.

Wu Jiu stopped his hand: "Do you like it?"

Min Chengyi nodded.

"Then this disobedient dog thing will be given to you later." After finishing speaking, Wu Jiu flicked his hand, and the thing was thrown back into Min Chengyi's monster.

Suo Yaogu straightened up, stared at Wu Jiu with wide eyes, and yelled loudly.

He doesn't want to!

Unexpectedly, Wu Jiu didn't even look at him, and went to eat on his own with his head down.

The demon bone panicked!

It jumped back to Wu Jiu's hand, bent its tail, entangled Wu Jiu's hand, and rubbed it affectionately.

Min Chengyi reached out his hand, wanting to take it back.

Unexpectedly, it seemed to be frightened, tightly wrapped around Wu Jiu's hand, and proudly turned its head to the other side.As if to say: You stay away from me.

It just saw that this kid was cute, and wanted to play with him, but it didn't want him to be its master.

It is one of the best magic weapons in the devil world, and its owner must be the most powerful person in the world.

Seeing that he is so obedient, Wu Jiu reached out and patted his head: "Go and play."

The clavicle bone shook his head.

Hong Li: "..."