A beautiful woman falls from the sky, the beast husband should not love her too much

Feng Xixi leaned against the window and looked out for a long time. She felt that the fog in the city was too thick and she couldn't see clearly what was outside.

Finally, Feng Xiaoxiao woke up, looked at her companions, and stretched. "Is everyone here? Have you eaten yet?"

Feng Xixi quickly ran from the window to the bed, "Mom is hungry, the food outside is not tasty."

Hearing this, Feng Xiaoxiao quickly took out the food from the space and handed it to Xixi, "Xixi, you've worked hard."

Feng Xixi picked up the bun that was bigger than her face and started to eat it, and her stomach was finally satisfied.

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at her companions and asked, "Why didn't you go out to buy something to eat?"

"It's foggy outside and there's no one here," Jun Wuhen said, standing by the window.

Feng Xiaoxiao took out some food and placed it on the table. "Yiming, you guys come eat first." Then she looked out the window. "Really? Why is there such heavy fog?"

Jun Wuhen closed the window and pulled Feng Xiaoxiao to sit at the dining table. "Eight out of ten days in the Undead City, it's foggy during the day, but it clears up at night."

"That's really strange," Feng Xiaoxiao glanced out the window again, "It's okay, no one is moving around, it's convenient for us to go out and look for someone."

"Yes," Jun Wuhen nodded, "You guys eat, I'll go call Cang Fu."

When everyone finished their meal and were about to go out to look for someone, the boss, who was lying in a rocking chair behind the screen, raised one eye and saw them leave. He said nothing and continued to sleep.

"This fog is so thick," Cangfu stretched out his hand to look around, "Feng Xiaoxiao, I can actually handle it myself. You and your family should just rest in the inn."

"We have to look for someone too," Feng Xiaoxiao pulled Xixi, "Xixi, are you ready? Let's find Father Qingqiu first."

Cangfu didn't know Feng Xixi's abilities yet, and now Qingcheng and the others were watching him, so he couldn't act alone and could only watch what Feng Xixi was doing.

Feng Xixi condensed a flame in her palm, unleashing a powerful supernatural power that made her face flush. The flames shimmered into strands, and as Feng Xixi moved, a red talisman appeared before everyone, then dispersed. Feng Xiaoxiao also used her spiritual power to draw a talisman, sharing the scene with Feng Xixi. Several companions stood guard in various directions, ensuring that mother and daughter would not be disturbed.

The mist in front of Feng Xiaoxiao and Xixi's eyes instantly dissipated, and the bustling scene returned to the same state as last night. Amid the comings and goings of the orcs, Feng Xiaoxiao finally spotted a red figure. Chi Qingqiu weaved through the crowd, perhaps avoiding something, but his speed was so fast that he eventually disappeared near the gambling house.

"Mother!" Feng Xixi called softly, "She's gone!"

"It's okay, keep looking," Feng Xiaoxiao continued to browse quickly, like a cursory visit, and finally found the figure of the old Taoist priest in a dilapidated temple.

Feng Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, "Xixi, collect it."

Feng Xixi retracted all the scattered energy lines and said, "Father Qingqiu disappeared in the gambling house."

"It's okay," Feng Xiaoxiao patted Feng Xixi's head comfortingly, then looked at Han Yu and the others, "Let's go to the gambling house. The old Taoist priest is also there."

Cang Fu didn't know who the old Taoist priest was. He just knew Qing Cheng had told him about Xuan Ming, but he had to go with them or else he wouldn't tell him. Now he had no choice but to follow them. And considering his ability, escaping from these people was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Feng Xiaoxiao and Xixi took the males to a dilapidated temple not far from the gambling house. In the thick fog, the place looked even more desolate. If I hadn't seen the prosperous scene here last night, it would be hard to imagine it was like this during the day.

The old Taoist priest was sleeping in the dilapidated temple, with some weeds casually spread under him, covered with a piece of rag picked up from somewhere, and holding the gourd in his arms. He was not sleeping very well.

Yi Ming pushed open the wooden door. "There shouldn't be many people coming here. The door is covered in dust."

"Junjun Hanyu, be careful and don't let that old Taoist priest get away."

"Yeah," Jun Wuhen replied. The moment he entered, he felt that the light inside was dim and everywhere was covered with dust. It was obvious that no one had been there for a long time.

Feng Xixi's palms were burning with fire, "It's so dirty here!"

A ball of fire also appeared in Jun Wuhen's palm, illuminating the area.

Everyone looked at the empty house with only some weeds piled inside. They looked up and saw the stone statue with only half of its body left. "It's the statue of the beast god." Qingcheng looked at the lion's body, but it was missing its head. However, he still recognized it.

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the broken wings and couldn't quite make out what it was, but Qingcheng said it was, so there was no doubt about it.

"Is this the place where people used to worship the beast god? It's actually in the house," Feng Xiaoxiao was a little surprised. The beast god statues of those tribes were all outdoors, and this was the first time she saw a temple built there.

"That should be the case," Han Yu said.

"Xiaoxiao, that old Taoist priest," Yi Ming walked to the corner and saw the old Taoist priest.

Feng Xiaoxiao and the others also walked over. The sound of their footsteps woke up the old Taoist priest. He jumped up instantly and said "Ah--" and curled up in the corner holding the gourd.

"This Taoist priest looks so miserable," Cangfu couldn't bear to look at it.

Feng Xiaoxiao walked forward, "Old Taoist, don't you remember me? Feng Xiaoxiao, your thatched cottage..."

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-" The old Taoist priest seemed to be stimulated by something. He didn't listen to Feng Xiaoxiao at all and waved the gourd in his hand. The supernatural power followed his movements and flew out, attacking them.

Qingcheng cast a protective shield to block the chaotic attack.

"Ah-ah-" the old Taoist priest jumped up...

"Mom, he's trying to run away..." Feng Xixi shouted.

"Han Yuyiming, catch him," Feng Xiaoxiao would definitely not let him escape.

Han Yu and Yi Ming each grabbed one of his arms and controlled his body.

The old Taoist struggled desperately, but he was no match for them and his gourd fell to the ground.

Feng Xixi picked up the gourd and said, "Mother, here you go."

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the gourd that was exactly the same as the Qiankun Gourd, then looked at the old Taoist priest who was still struggling, and directly entangled him with the Falling Water Whip.

The old Taoist priest couldn't struggle free. He seemed to have encountered something familiar. His face was confused and he was stunned.

"Junjun, you guys guard the formation. Xixi and I are going to extract his memory," Feng Xiaoxiao fed Xixi a candy bean.

Jun Wuhen and the others dispersed, and an isolation formation rose up.

Cang Fu looked at it and opened the door to his new world again. It turned out that supernatural powers could be used in this way.

In the isolated formation, Feng Xixi's face was full of confidence, and her supernatural power spread out, "The universe decides, time goes back——"

The stunned old Taoist priest had a slight reaction, and many things suddenly came to his mind. But his eyes were gone, and he could not see Feng Xiaoxiao in front of him.

Feng Xiaoxiao stared at the black mist, "How could there be no memory?"