With the cry of cute little Shura River Yuanxi, he flashed out from behind the little kid and raised his hands to make a surrender.
Ling Mo snorted coldly and leaned his hand back to his recliner, squinting at Xiaoxi. "What the hell are you doing?"
Xiaoxi hurriedly waved his hand at the imp, and then he hurried to Lingmo Pupil’s side. His little hand gently beat Lingmo Pupil’s legs and face with a flattering smile. "Is Brother Mo Pupil comfortable?"
Lingmo Pupil coldly examined this little face in front of him and said lightly, "What’s going on?"
Xiaoxi stopped crying. "Brother Mo, I know you are cold-faced but warm-hearted. You must help me!"
Ling Mo’s pupil sniffed at his finger and played a "come on, kiss up" with a little force.
Xiaoxi pointed to the little kid and said in a sympathetic tone, "Her name is Qianxi, and she was abused to death by her stepmother. It’s pitiful that her stepmother never let her eat enough or wear warm clothes, so that she can take care of her younger brother and sister and beat her up a little bit. Once, she even said that she was lazy at home, and the money was burned alive and she was killed." Xiaoxi’s mouth became a gourd ladle.
Ling Mo squinted at Xiaoxi and asked faintly, "What happened to that stepmother?"
Xiaoxi smiled obsequiously. "Brother Mo Pupil still knows me. Of course, I won’t let this vicious woman go. I will treat her humanely and turn her into a spectre, scaring her to death alive."
Ling Mohong shook his head. "I said that everyone in the world is alive and dead. We should not easily change why you always make such mistakes?"
Xiaoxi quickly begged him, "I know, so I was lost by the ghost king for two hundred years!" I don’t think I’ll ever grow up. "Tears came out of his big eyes and he looked delicate and touching.
Ling Mo Pupil sighed and gently rubbed his hand against Xiaoxi’s silvery white short. "I’ll get a chance to talk to Ghost Jun and see if I can get away with it." But I’m afraid I’ll probably have my own day. "
Xiaoxi laughed at him through tears and kissed Ling Mo’s face. "Brother Mo, I know you are the best to me, but what should I do?" His white and tender little finger pointed hard at the miserable little boy.
Ling Mohong took another look at the kid and smiled and said to Xiaoxi, "So what do you want me to do?"
Xiaoxichong Qianxi kid blinked and quickly said, "Brother Mo Pupil will find Qianxi a suitable body again!"! Let her return to the sun. "
Ling Mo-tong’s mind remembered the scene that Xiaoxi came to find himself in panic a few months ago. He held Meng Xiaoyu’s soul in his small hand and screamed, "Brother Mo-tong, please help this girl. She’s so poor. She just fell into the waterway. How can I put her soul back into her body? Please help her find a body first!" (It turns out that this is how the feathered bow came through. Finally, it’s white.——-Read and say.)
Shura emperor suddenly face a heavy coldly said, "small west you always give me such trouble yourself make Lou you tidy up I don’t care" long sleeve a jilt ling mo pupil turned and walked to the temple to leave small shura small west and the little kid stare big eyes stare small eyes stare blankly on the spot.
The little devil said to Xiaoxi with a sad face on his finger, "What should I do?" It seems that the emperor is unwilling to help. "
Xiaoxi sat down dejectedly. Who knows what is the temper of Shura Shenjun now? Although it was very cold before, he often helped himself. Now he has swept over and scolded himself.
He quickly comforted Qianxi. "Don’t worry, maybe Brother Mo Pupil is in a bad mood now. Don’t worry, I’ll think of some way to help." He held out his little hand. Qianxi’s ghost fell lightly on Xiaoxi’s little palm, and that innocent and lovely look was really like I saw a feather fan with long eyelashes flashing and glittering tears hanging on his face.
Xiaoxi sighed and blew a sigh at Qianxi’s ghost. The little soul instantly turned into a shell-like crystal clear soul stone and quietly lay his little hand.
Small west will soul stone chuai into his arms from the spirit ink pupil shura temple.
We must try our best to help Qianxi find a suitable body to resurrect, otherwise Qianxi will die with deep resentment, and the hell will absorb rage and become a spectre. Xiaoxi really doesn’t want this lovely little girl to become a spectre.
But how can you find the right body? You can’t kill a girl who lives well as a human being. Xiaoxi is in deep distress.
However, with the power of Shura, we can quickly confirm where there is a young body that will die soon and the soul will be separated from the body. Only in this way can we put thousands of souls in and let her be reborn, so we must have the cheek to rely on Ling Mo’s pupil for our own death.
Yeah, let’s do it.
Shura temple
Shura Shen Jun Ling Mo Pupil frowned and still relied on a wide recliner. The nether world seems to be a long time for him for hundreds of years these days.
Is the ghost king finished? What should I do with Feng Pei? Do you really want to sacrifice the feather for Feng Pei?
I can’t help tightening my heart at the thought of this place. Although I have only been with Feather for a few months, he is also trying to get rid of Feather and tease Feather. He really wants to get Feng Pei and call back his strength to kill Feather, but now this stubborn and lovely girl doesn’t know when to hold her heart tightly.
I have always had no human feelings. I used to feel ridiculous when I watched them cry, they laughed, they loved and they hated Lingmo Pupil. I always absorbed their emotions and they loved and hated their own strength, but now when did I become indecisive and concerned about my prey?
Think about it again. What’s so good about that girl? Bad temper, not to mention a little feminine appearance, not to be utterly charming and beautiful. Qin Xin grew up together and met many women who are much more beautiful than her.
I was thinking abstractedly that suddenly a cloud of smoke floated in front of my eyes, and the smoke gradually dissipated. A little kid appeared in front of Ling Mo Pupil. She was as clean and pure as a shiny crystal, and she was about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her head was small and her ears were hung with red ropes, and her eyes were uneasy.
Ling Mo stared coldly at the kid in front of him and said lightly, "How dare you appear in front of me? Do you want to live forever?"
The little kid shook his head in a panic, and his eyes seemed to be in tears. She opened her mouth and didn’t know what to say. Ling Mo coldly stretched out his right hand fingernail, which has soared by three or four inches. If you want this "soul claw", you will be stunned.
"Wait a minute!" A clear child’s ear sounded "Brother Mo Tong doesn’t want it!"
With the cry of cute little Shura River Yuanxi, he flashed out from behind the little kid and raised his hands to make a surrender.
Ling Mo snorted coldly and leaned his hand back to his recliner, squinting at Xiaoxi. "What the hell are you doing?"
Xiaoxi hurriedly waved his hand at the imp, and then he hurried to Lingmo Pupil’s side. His little hand gently beat Lingmo Pupil’s legs and face with a flattering smile. "Is Brother Mo Pupil comfortable?"
Lingmo Pupil coldly examined this little face in front of him and said lightly, "What’s going on?"
Xiaoxi stopped crying. "Brother Mo, I know you are cold-faced but warm-hearted. You must help me!"
Ling Mo’s pupil sniffed at his finger and played a "come on, kiss up" with a little force.
Xiaoxi pointed to the little kid and said in a sympathetic tone, "Her name is Qianxi, and she was abused to death by her stepmother. It’s pitiful that her stepmother never let her eat enough or wear warm clothes, so that she can take care of her younger brother and sister and beat her up a little bit. Once, she even said that she was lazy at home, and the money was burned alive and she was killed." Xiaoxi’s mouth became a gourd ladle.
Ling Mo squinted at Xiaoxi and asked faintly, "What happened to that stepmother?"