Xiaoju was selected.

Qin Li's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

"Stop your anger!" Dugu Lao Demon watched quietly, still standing still.

"Is it really me?" Xiaoju burst into tears. She never thought that she would be so lucky.

The evil cultivator in the green robe nodded.

The other tenants were very jealous and sighed:

"Xiaoju has been working hard recently and has been favored by immortals."

"A few days ago, she became a maid from the Yang family's direct lineage. She ate Yugu rice every meal, which was too luxurious."

Xiaoju's face was flushed with excitement, pointed to the two yellow wooden coffins on the ground, and begged: "This is my parents. I have been dead for eight years. I don't have much request. I just want to meet my parents again."

"Drip your blood into the black jar. I will bring back your parents' souls from the underworld through my bloodline." The evil cultivator in the green robe bewitched.

Xiaoju cruelly cut her thin fingers, dripping blood.

The evil cultivator in the green robe raised his hand and led it.

Buzzing!

The two coffins trembled.

Then, two white bones crawled out, extremely cunning.

"I've really been resurrected. No matter how many times I see it, I'll be shocked!"

"Xiaoju's parents have been dead for eight years and have not been buried. Now they have become bones."

"It is said that when Xiaoju was very young, her parents decided to get rid of the tenant for the sake of their daughter's future, so they worked hard to farm and wanted to buy a spiritual field, but ended up being exhausted to death."

Xiaoju's eyes were red and tears surged: "Dad, mother, are you really you? I am Xiaoju!"

"Good daughter, my parents are thinking about you when they die. Now God opens his eyes to reunite our family. How have you been doing these years?" Bai Gu spoke, caressing Xiaoju like his biological parents.

Xiaoju cried into tears, and her voice was even more snorted: "Dad, I live a very painful life. I am alone in the world, lonely and helpless. I miss you every day, and I dream of being reunited again."

far away!

Qin Li was moved.

Dugu Laomo said: "It is not a resurrection from the dead, but a small method similar to the silk-pulling puppet technique, controlling the bones and deceiving Xiaoju. Take action and destroy this evil cultivator."

Qin Li said nothing and did not move.

He softened his heart and did not want to hurt Xiaoju. Although he was just a lie and a dream, he could express his emotions more than the cold reality. He would wait a moment before subduing the evil cultivator after the Qinghe Festival, and ask about the whereabouts of Xia Yufei.

at this time!

Abnormal mutation.

"Good daughter, we..."

The two white bones collapsed in a burst, almost shattering on the spot.

Xiaoju asked in horror: "Immortal, what's wrong with my parents?"

The evil cultivator of the Qinglang robe induced: "It takes a huge amount of power to open up the two realms of life and death. The blood in the jar has been burned out. If your parents want to consolidate their bodies, they need more blood."

"I understand! As long as you can reunite with your parents for a while, no matter how much blood is, it is worth it!" A ray of desire flashed in Xiaoju's clear pupils, surpassing her fear of life and death.

Thorn!

The dagger cut across the wrist.

Hot blood gushed out.

Xiaoju's face turned pale in an instant, but her mouth was filled with a happy smile.

After the black urn absorbed blood, the silver light became more dazzling. It contained immortal biomass, even if it was extremely trace, it was a holy object.

The evil cultivator of the green robe discovered Xiaoju's extraordinaryness, and his eyes flashed with greed light. He manipulated the two white bones and said, "Good daughter, there is still too little blood. If we can have more passion, we can stay by your side forever."

"Really!"

Ecstasy appeared on Xiaoju's face.

The bright moon shines, reflecting her pale face and the blood-stained dagger.

"As long as my parents can be resurrected, it doesn't matter even if I die. After all, the world is so cold that I tremble and cry in the corner."

Xiaoju raised her dagger and stabbed her heart.

bite!

A golden light flashed by.

The sharp dagger broke, and Xiaoju was fine.

The evil cultivator in the green robe frowned. Who is the one who ruined my good deed?

Under the pale moonlight.

Qin Li walked out slowly, flirting with clothes.

His face was cold and his eyes were cold. If he had not suppressed his breath, he would have snowed heavily within a hundred miles and the rice would have frozen to death.

"grown ups!"

Xiaoju was stunned on the spot.

Qin Li said gently: "Xiaoju, your parents were not resurrected at all..."

"I don't believe it!" Xiaoju screamed in surprise, and tears flowed like a spring: "Sir, you must be lying to me. Aren't my parents living a good life?"

Qin Li sighed and said unbearablely: "How can parents hope to sacrifice their children and seek resurrection? Give up, this is just an evil magic of evil cultivator. Stop the bleeding quickly, otherwise you will die!"

"I don't care." Xiaoju shook her head and smiled bitterly: "As long as my father and mother can be resurrected, I don't care about myself, and I will no longer know evil magic and fairy tales. I just hope to return to my previous peaceful life."

Qin Li was silent.

"Ha ha!"

The evil cultivator in the green robe sneered:

"Where did the scattered cultivators from the mountains and fields come from? Ju dared to slander the name of this immortal."

A group of tenants around were in a state of anger.

"He is disrespectful to immortals!"

"It's the Yang family's direct descendant, I've seen him in the cafeteria."

"The abominable Yang family, who exploits our harvest on weekdays, now tramples on our faith, and sins are unforgivable!"

The flames of hatred flashed in the eyes of tens of thousands of tenants. Under the cover of night and under the protection of the collective, they pulled out their hoes and sickles to challenge the Yang family's direct lineage who was like a god in daily life.

"snort!"

Qin Li looked back.

It was cold and the forest was as cold as a prison.

Tens of thousands of tenants were instinctively afraid and were so scared that they retreated repeatedly.

The evil spirit in the green robe narrowed his eyes: "You are a casual cultivator, but I have some skills, but I can revive the dead, and killing you is easy."

"Immortal Art?"

Qin Li smiled contemptuously and shouted:

"Today I will let you see what is the secret technique of the Great Dao!"

call out!

One point out.

Two rays of light flew into the bones.

Xiaoju's parents' bones emit fluorescence, illuminating one side.

I saw the empty bone frame, which gave birth to internal organs, muscles and skin, turning into a middle-aged couple. They had experienced vicissitudes of life, their hair was gray and white, and they were covered with warm white light. They looked at Xiaoju with love.

"Dad, mom." Xiaoju couldn't believe this scene a few steps. She was really a parent who hadn't seen for many years. She was more real than in a dream, fuller than the skeleton, and as warm as the sun, just like the love of her parents for me: "It's really you, it's really you!"

The middle-aged couple touching their children was a touch of soft light, not the cold and stiffness of the bones: "Xiaoju, we live a good life in the underworld. You don't have to worry about us, and you don't need to self-harm and resurrect us."

"Don't leave me, I don't want to be alone." Xiaoju held her parents tightly, her tears almost dried up, and she let go of this precious family affection not far away.

The middle-aged couple smiled and said, "One must learn to be strong, you must live well. And we are about to be reborn and reborn in the world. Then we will meet again in another way."

Xiaoju's lips trembled and tears kept flowing.

See this!

A group of tenants woke up.

"This is the real resurrection, much more powerful than the bone stand."

"The bones make Xiaoju commit suicide, and they let Xiaoju survive."
To be continued...