Fairy gift

The tick-tock sounded, and it was very clearly heard in the quiet air.

Their gazes moved down in unison.

!

Tang Zhu's face instantly turned red.

Is there a hole for him to drill quickly? !It's almost ashamed to see people! ! !

His lower body was leaking!

Seeing it without knowing it, I thought he was incontinent.

"Pfft—" Mr. Huan tried his best to pretend to be calm.

Tang Zhu could see through his disguise at a glance.

Sure enough, let him die!

"Ah! It's so funny that a person of your age can still pee your pants!" He Ruo laughed so hard that he almost rolled to the ground.

Tang Zhu wanted to go crazy, and endured a few times before he smashed the cup in his hand.

"What are you laughing at?! It's not because of your fairy that I became like this."

As soon as Tang Zhu said this, Mr. Huan's perfect smile suddenly broke.

Tang Zhu felt the dark wind sweeping over his back, and the ominous feeling crept into his heart again.He subconsciously looked at Mr. Huan, but saw that he was still looking at him with a smile, as if there was no flaw at all.

Could it be that he felt wrong?

"It seems that it has been confirmed, you are No. 30 seventh."

37 again.

He Ruo said it before.

Tang Zhu said unhappily: "Okay, I'll help you send him back, and I'll leave if it's okay."

"Do you think you can go?" Zhong Xi, who returned to the front hall, folded his arms and leaned against the round door on the side wall, looking at him unrestrainedly.

This look made Tang Zhu's already unhappy mood even more unhappy now.

"What do you mean? What do you want to do to me?"

Mr. Huan stood between the two of them, easily defusing the tense atmosphere between them.

He said to Tang Zhu: "Don't get me wrong, we have no ill intentions towards you."

"I don't care if you have any malice towards me, but if you want to provoke me, I don't mind letting you see my malice."

"Puchi—" A discordant voice cut in.

Tang Zhu stared at He Ruo resentfully, "What are you laughing at?"

"What's the use of a paper doll being malicious? It can't do any real harm to us." He Ruo said.

……

Tang Zhu really wanted to cry.

Why do things always go wrong after waking up?Shouldn't he be waking up so early?Otherwise, such bad luck would not have happened.It's okay for a few idiots who don't know the heights of the world to bully him. When it comes to more serious problems, when others drink cold water, it's just a gap between their teeth. Is he doomed to pee his pants for the rest of his life?

No, this situation must be changed!

Mr. Huan seemed to see through his thoughts, and said in a timely manner: "If you want to get rid of this body, you must ask Xianjun to help, so you can't leave Zhenxianjun."

"what?"

At this moment, Tang Zhu's nerves are a little calm.

Mr. Huan took out a contract and a pen and put them on the table, and said to him: "You can sign on it when you figure it out. Once you sign and sign, you will be the No. 30 seven who serve the immortals."

Tang Zhu hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to sign it.

But no one saw the successful smile he showed when he lowered his head.

He knew very well that only that man could help him strip his soul from this paper man, so of course he wouldn't say such things lightly.In fact, he cared a lot about the number 37, and he could even guess what happened to the lonely ghost at 36 before him.

Mr. Huan didn't look like a good stubble at first glance.

He certainly wasn't telling the truth.

The paper that can withstand the soul is not ordinary paper, and the so-called immortal monarch did not know what kind of secret technique was used to make such a piece of paper. If he wants to be free, he must use the hand of that man.But once he left, he would become a lonely soul without an owner, and then he would need to find a suitable body quickly.

However, when he escaped, that is when he was about to lose his soul, right?

He knew a lot of immortals, but none of them could go against the sky to find a body for a lonely ghost. That man must have done a lot of things that compromised his cultivation, so every year in the future, he would be attracted by the spectacle. Qi is so scary.

The cries of ghosts can be heard there!

"It's signed." He handed the paper back to Mr. Huan.

It's a done deal.

Mr. Huan folded the contract slowly and put it in his sleeve pocket.

Then the smile disappeared instantly.

He said solemnly to Tang Zhu: "There are only two master-servant contracts: [-]. Everything is based on the order of the emperor! [-]. You must never violate the first rule!"

"what?!"

Tang Zhu suddenly had the feeling of digging a hole and burying himself...

"Now you are also entitled to know that my family's Xianjun's name is taboo, and Xianjun's name is Yun Piaoji."

Tang Zhu felt that he was struck by lightning again.

Why does this name feel weird?

Just when Tang Zhu was speechless, He Ruo said quickly: "You are not allowed to laugh at Xianjun!"

Girl, I haven't thought about it yet!In the end, you said it first.

Tell me, how many villains have you recruited for your Xianjun these years?

After He Ruo received Tang Zhu's roll of eyes, he instantly became angry!She raised her finger to his nose, and before she could swear, she was interrupted by a voice from the side door.

It is a rapid ringtone, but it is not pleasant at all. Instead, it makes people feel restless.

"Something happened to Xianjun!" He Ruo's face suddenly changed.

She and Zhongxi ran towards the door, and disappeared as soon as they entered.

Tang Zhu also wanted to go and have a look, after all that man was his only hope, and he didn't want him to make any mistakes.After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and looked at Mr. Huan who was still standing there, and asked, "Aren't you going to see Xianjun?"

"Xianjun will be fine."

"It's not certain." Tang Zhu said tentatively.

"It's a trivial matter that doesn't need to mobilize people." Mr. Huan said. "Xianjun has a long life, and nothing will happen."

"Yes." Tang Zhu smiled harmlessly, and was about to step through the door.

I don't think the person behind said: "Actually, I don't really want you to go."

"I can't help, but I can pray silently on the sidelines, praying to all the gods to bless the immortals to be safe."

After Tang Zhu finished speaking, he stepped into the door without looking back.

"Prayer . . . is the most useless thing."

In the empty house, the sunlight shone in and dragged his shadow long. The swaying shadow and that tall and straight figure gave people a very unreal feeling, as if they were very incompatible with this house.

Looking at this house from the outside, it feels like an ordinary house. Unexpectedly, there is a hole in the wall, and a mysterious space is hidden inside.Tang Zhu walked along the corridor for a long time before he saw the room at the end. As soon as his hand touched the door, a strange feeling spread in his chest, as if something inside was calling him.

It took Tang Zhu a lot of strength to push the door open.

As soon as the door was opened, the wind poured in, blowing the red silk in the house.

There seemed to be something on the table covered by red silk.

Tang Zhu walked over slowly, almost peeling off the last layer of red silk, and saw its true face.

There was a scream from the back room.

It was He Ruo's voice.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Zhu left there, turned around and entered the inner room from the side.

"Brother, what happened to Xianjun?"

As soon as Tang Zhu entered, he heard He Ruo's words.

Both of them noticed Tang Zhu's arrival, but they both ignored him, and all their attention was on the man who was deeply in a coma.Tang Zhu took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp.

Yun Piaoji lay on the bed in a regular manner, his face turned black, as if he had been poisoned, but he wasn't.

It's hopeless.

"Xianjun has been eroded by hope."

Just as Tang Zhu thought about it, Zhong Xi also said it.

He Ruo asked anxiously: "What should we do now?"

"I... don't know how to get rid of hopelessness." Zhong Xi bit his lip and lowered his head.

"I'm going to find Mr. Huan. He has a lot of experience and knowledge, and he will definitely find a way to save Xianjun!"

As soon as He Ruo walked to the door, he suddenly stopped moving, and Zhong Xi, who was standing in front of the bed, also maintained his previous appearance, and the emotion in his eyes did not change in any way.

Tang Zhu jumped onto the bed and sat down, chuckled lightly, and said:

"How can I let you ruin a delicious meal?"

Since his rebirth, he has always been a useless physique, and his original mana has been almost wiped out by the Heavenly Tribulation.The use of such a small spell as freezing time almost used up the meager amount of mana he had left, and it wouldn't last long. He had to quickly absorb Wang Qi into his stomach.

He directly peeled off Yun Piaoji's clothes with his hands, exposing his upper body to the air.

"A big man has such good skin." He stared at Yun Piaoji's chest muscles without hesitation.

Before Bei Yun Piaoji came out, Tang Zhu found a small wound on the back of his hand, which was probably scratched by the bouncing stones when Wang Qi hit the wall. into his body.

When he was carrying Yun Piaoji on his back, he could clearly feel the hopelessness rushing towards his heart. If it wasn't because this guy was a fairy body, he would have exploded and died halfway.

"You are lucky to meet me, otherwise you will become a useless person if you don't die."

He looked at the mask on Yun Piaoji's face, and then slightly lifted it to expose the lower half of his face, then leaned over and kissed those dry lips, sucking out the hope in his body.

The Wang Qi generated within the auspicious formation is good, on the contrary, the Wang Qi generated within the evil formation is a bone-destroying thing.

If a fairy doesn't practice spells well and walks the right path, he has to put on some evil formations to call back souls, and he deserves to be haunted by hope.

If he didn't need this kind of hopelessness, he wouldn't help him by meddling with the mouse!

He adjusts his breath and meditates, refines his qi, and feels his own strength after exercising.