This fox demon, this fairy took it

"Curse?" Bai Mingxi frowned, "Then what are we now?"

The monk wiped away his tears and snot, and said extremely sadly: "Of course it was used as a sacrifice, as a container for the transfer of the curse, woo woo woo~ we are going to die~ so sad! I haven't married yet! "

Could this be the way that Taoist priest deceived people?Or is there something else hidden?

Just when Bai Mingxi was about to ask the monk clearly, the Taoist priest raised his whisk, and an ice bridge was connected to the opposite altar.

Dozens of villagers carried Mo Zhixuan and the other three onto the ice bridge, and mercilessly threw them back on the altar.

When people walked down the ice bridge, the bridge immediately broke into ice and fell from the sky.

The children next to them came out of the crowd, wearing different ghost masks on their faces and Taoist robes, singing around the towering altar, holding mahogany swords in their hands, or holding whisks, or carrying Holding the lotus lantern, walking step by step, speaking a language that has never been heard before.

The people around did not leave, they just stood like this until it was dark, the lights were lit up around, and the children still sang around the altar.

It wasn't until the moon rose that the little boys stopped, leaned over the altar, and bowed towards the lake behind the altar: "I respectfully invite Immortal Luo Yu!"

Bai Mingxi plucked his ears and said to Mo Zhixuan on the right: "Hey~ Is there such a No. [-] fairy?"

Mo Zhixuan replied flatly: "There has never been such a person!"

"Then this is?"

Mo Zhixuan: "Let's wait and see what happens, adapt to the situation!"

Bai Mingxi nodded obediently: "Oh!"

At this time, there was an unexpected silence under the altar.

Silence, suffocating silence.

After a long time, an older man stood up and tentatively asked: "Master Dao, this, is this the wrong name of the children?! Shouldn't it be the Jade Immortal? How could it be? Could it be? Could it be Luo Yu?"

The Taoist priest had a stern smile on his ashen face: "Oh? That's right! The Jade Immortal you have been supporting is Luo Yu! Not only him, but do you know who I am? Ah Wen. We are back again. "

After finishing speaking, the black mist around the Taoist priest exploded, and a trace of black air came out of that body.

Then the Taoist priest's body was like a flower that had lost its nutrients, and it withered instantly, turning into a dry skeleton.

The layer of black mist reached the sky above the center of the lake, and a pale but handsome man slowly emerged from the black mist.

A black suit outlines his muscular and perfect figure.

Just when people were surprised, in the darkness, a blood-red flame jumped out from the center of the lake, flying and jumping, dancing in the air with teeth and claws.

Then, under the surprised eyes of the people, a fiery figure slowly walked out from the flames.

The fiery red robe refracted the not harsh firelight under the cloudy white moonlight, whimpering softly in the howling wind.

The white breath exhaled from the slightly parted thin lips of the man in red wrapped around behind the man in black, mixed with a wisp of fiery smoke: "A Ling, I'm back, I miss you so much."

The eyes of the man in black seemed to be a little wet, and his cold face gradually softened under this call: "Well, you are finally back!"

Crystal mist swirled in front of his eyes: "Yu'er, I miss you so much!" After speaking, he hugged the red-haired man into his arms.

At this moment, the older man was so frightened that he fell to the ground, pointed at the two people who were tightly hugging each other and stammered, "You guys, why are you two so dead? Why are you not dead yet!"

The villagers were also stunned, their tongues tied, but they kept shouting: "Ghost. Ghost. Ghost! They're here for revenge! They're back.

At this moment, taking advantage of the confusion, Mo Zhixuan and Bai Mingxi untied the ropes on their bodies, and stood quietly watching the changes in the situation.

"Not good!" Mo Zhixuan's expression changed, and he took out the Kongyin Xiao Zai from his waist, and was about to send a blow to intercept Fang Ling's spell cast in that direction on the crowd.

However, pouring in spiritual power could not play Yuxiao.

The fleeing people in the crowd stopped slowly and turned into living stone statues.

Mo Zhixuan could only watch helplessly as the circle of light symbolizing life pulled away from the body of the stone statue and flew towards the sky above the center of the lake.