Seeing that Xiaowu was blocked by the power of the mountain ghost and could not approach him easily, the big-headed monster was even more courageous, so he stopped paying attention to Xiaowu outside the courtyard and crawled back towards Wushuang. He sat at Wushuang's feet and two white and tender little hands patted Wushuang's ankles, baring his two newly grown small teeth with satisfaction.

It's over, it seems that the outcome is decided, and I will fall into the hands of this little beast. Xiaowu, Xiaowu, you are really not good at it. I guess the Huangxian Dao in your body is not good. If my Xiaobai would have come in and dealt with this little beast.

The big-headed monster baby was indeed going to eat him. He shook his nose gently, just like an animal smelling a delicious meal. Wushuang understood that this big-headed monster baby was just one of its life forms. Maybe it was a fairy in the mountain who had been hiding in a dry well to practice.

He thought of everything, and even thought about whether after the sunrise tomorrow morning, everyone found a pile of broken bones, would mourn him? Lan Caidie must have cried the most fiercely. Maybe he would kill him because Lu Haotian dereliction of duty, and even this girl would sacrifice love for him. So what should I do with this batch of goods? Although he is dead, the Dong family is still there, and the thief is still there. Since the agreement is signed, I have to continue to go on the road to deliver the batch of goods. But without him, the thief has no leader, and the whole team is covered with thorns along the way, I am afraid that the entire team will be turned in. How can I have the attitude to see my grandfather after I go down? Didn’t the Dong family’s signs be smashed by me?

The baby was still holding his nose and sniffing hard. Wushuang could clearly see that colorful and light airflows floated out of his seven orifices. The airflow was sucked by the little monster and twisted into a stream and floated into its nose. What he ate was not his own flesh, but his soul.

Wushuang never felt as powerless as this time. Even when facing an enemy that could not be defeated, he dared to play tricks on the other side. He firmly believed that he was the descendant of Beard. Beard in the world relied on his domineering aura to conquer everything, even if it was something that did not belong to this world. But this time he had no ability to resist at all, and his whole person and soul were bound by invisible power, and he could only watch his soul be sucked dry little by little.

His breathing became faster and faster, and his body temperature became colder. This was a sign that his soul was disappearing bit by bit. Even if he had a mountain chain mail, he could not protect his soul.

The big-headed monster baby had already sucked the first mouthful of soul in Wushuang's body. Suddenly his expression became very surprised and even frightened. He opened his mouth and let the soul sucked into his abdomen float back into Wushuang's body again, and then his entire little face turned red, as if a person was having a 41-degree high fever.

He looked at Wushuang in horror. Wushuang was definitely not his recipe or his nemesis. Although his soul was sweet, it was too hot, so hot that it almost burned his tender body.

Xiao Wu outside the temple opened his mouth and kept shouting, as if he was anxious for Wushuang, but he had no way to break through the mountain ghost's solemn barrier.

At this moment, suddenly, a shrill bird screamed from the sky above the mountain ghost temple. A ferocious bird suddenly pierced from the top of its head. The speed was like a thunderbolt. Before Wushuang could see clearly, it had already penetrated the little fairy's forehead. Suddenly a stinking smell came to his nose. The little monster shouted and immediately turned into a ball of sticky black water and flowed into the dry well.

Outside the temple, on the branch of an old pine tree more than 30 meters high at the foot of Gushan, an old man with white hair and fairy-like charm dragged the colorful floating and sinking, his eyes shining with the wisdom of a wise man staring at everything that happened in the mountain ghost temple.

"Hmph! Little thing, can you touch the soul of Pure Yang?" He gently swung the colorful floating and sinking, and a beautiful little rainbow suddenly passed by the old pine branch. Then, the vigorous Haidong Qing who had just saved Wushuang flew back and landed on his shoulders.

"A evil beast! If it weren't for your intention to save Shuang'er, I would immediately knock you back to my original form! Let me forgive you once today. If you have any other intentions about this batch of goods, I will never forgive you!" Yin Yang Xuandao dragged Qicai Floating and Chen and shouted sternly. His voice was not from his mouth, but from his soul.

Wushuang couldn't hear the voice of the ancestor, but Xiaowu heard it. Xiaowu turned around in horror and looked at the old pine branch at the foot of Gushan Mountain, then turned around and ran away.

Wushuang breathed a long breath, it was so dangerous! Fortunately, he ate the soul instead of his own, but why did his soul react so much to this little demon? Is he different from ordinary people?

He was wondering secretly, and suddenly he felt a soft and smooth little hand wandering and stroking himself in his chest and watching the hand drilling into his crotch from his navel.

"Damn! What kind of fairy?" Wushuang shouted out and jumped up suddenly.

He was stunned by the scene in front of him. He was not in front of the dry well, clearly lying in the haystack in the mountain ghost temple. Outside the courtyard, the sun had risen, and all the brothers were cooking and camping, and they were busy. It turned out that everything that just happened was just a nightmare for him.

The playful blue colored butterfly in my arms. If Wushuang hadn't woken up in time, I'd be afraid that my later years would be out of order.

"Lan Caidie, you female hooligan! Are you crazy in broad daylight, right?" Wushuang cursed in anger.

"Hehe...Who made you feel unhonest in your dream just now, and you mumbled endlessly, saying that who wants to eat you? Okay, that girl will eat you." Lan Caidie retracted her little hand and said with a smirk.

Wushuang is too lazy to talk nonsense with her. This girl has this personality. You can't be serious with her. Besides, she just saved her life yesterday, and she promises that she will never be raped by her again.

"Lu Haotian! Your uncle, get out of here!" Wushuang rushed out of the hall and cursed.

"Where are dad here? Are you fucking?" At this time, Lu Haotian was squatting on the ground for breakfast. His mouth was full of bulging three big steamed buns stuffed into him and he wanted to swallow them in one bite. After he said that, the three steamed buns fell down. He was afraid that Wushuang would pick them up quickly, so he didn't care whether to bury them or not and stuffed them into his mouth.

"I'll ask you, did you fall asleep last night? Are you lazy?" Wushuang asked him.
Chapter completed!