The words are divided into two ends.

A team of fierce things in the Yuqian Lane are killing all directions.

The masked poker face under the big locust tree is so busy.

What should I ask about?

Chen Feng protected the No. 5 family and was busy claiming to be rewarded under the big locust tree.

No matter what kind of baby evil you are, it is always a soul. For our Eleventh Master, hey, that is the transaction on Linglong scale.

I won’t say much about the rewards, there are many useful ones, long-lived locks, candied haws, wooden pacifiers, bamboo dragonflies, uterine fetal mud balls, Trojan horses, ice soul silver needles, yaya learning, crying father and mother...

Most of the evaluations are from three to five stars, and the cultivation rewards are mainly based on the rewards. Although the cultivation rewards are based on one year or several months, they cannot resist much. Chen Feng's cultivation tonight is rising rapidly. He has made a breakthrough in two hundred years of cultivation in a blink of an eye, pointing to the direction of three hundred years, rising upwards.

In terms of cultivation alone, Chen Feng has been in the Soul-Secretary Department for more than a month, and he has not received much tonight.

After the soul is called, the infant evil becomes confused. Chen Feng cannot allow these miserable masters to drift away their souls and all of them are collected into the Void Shuttle. When they return to the Soul-Suppressing Department and throw them to the Soul Well, they can be reincarnated.

Chen Fengxun’s workload in the Soul-Secretary Department every day is only one or two. When have you ever seen such a concentrated soul?

Needless to say, Eleventh Master’s work enthusiasm can definitely award the best employee of the year.

This is wrong with the reputation, and the soul can be seen to be reduced by the naked eye.

Chen Feng licked his lips and looked in a certain direction in Kyoto.

That place was filled with resentment and dense ghosts. In the eyes of Chen Feng, it looked like the sun that appeared out of thin air in the night sky, dazzling and eye-catching.

...

Kyoto Send Children Temple.

A temple wrapped in white palette is praying to the woman who is harvesting her wishes.

The alley in front of the rain was a fierce battle, and many people were frightened in Kyoto City. They were shivering in the house and looking for the Queen Mother to make a wish to bless her.

This ghost is also it, and God is also it.

The common people don’t know this. Anyway, according to usual experience, as long as you give your wealth clean, everything will naturally be fine.

"Today, it's a great harvest. The foolish people are foolish people. If you don't do anything, you won't remember the good things of this immortal." The temple prayed, holding the bottle with your hands, and the bottle's mouth poured into the mouth, and several drops of crystal golden beads condensed at the bottom of the bottle.

"If something happens, you are leisurely and leisurely. If something happens, you will find a way to make up for it. Isn't this human nature?" A Taoist in a mao-clothed man behind Miao Zhu. Seeing that dress, his hair was not like a bun, and the Taoist robe was not like a Taoist robe. His hair was casually sticking out a chopstick and twisted together, and his hair was so dirty that it was so dirty.

The man was holding a black banner under his feet. There was no book on him, and there was no book on him to ask for divination and fortune-telling.

The black banner, which is so ordinary that it is shrouded in black mist, is collecting souls.

"Please collect it easily. My spirit child that I have finally accumulated has been collected by your banner. Who will I call you?"

"Hey, look at your petty stingy, and you have the same virtue as the foolish people. I won't collect it in your temple. I'll go to the street to collect the souls that were killed by the spirit children."

The Taoist cursed and crossed the threshold, and the voice of temple prayers came from behind him, "You should be more at ease. What kind of attitude Dashunchao is towards Taoist priests? You know better than anyone else. I don't believe that the Demon-Subduing Hall will not go out."

"Demon-Subduing Hall?" The Taoist grinded his teeth just by hearing these three words, and snorted angrily: "You should worry about yourself, don't explain this incarnation in a daze again."

The palm of the temple trembled, and the bottle in his hand almost didn't hold it firmly, "Don't say you? Get out of your way, it's a big deal."

After the temple Zhu finished speaking, he lowered his waist and worked hard on his hands. In the blink of an eye, the temple Zhu looked really inconspicuous and was completely invisible to the crowd.

His eyes were swollen with bags, his face was gray and yellow, and he had some wrinkles. When he didn't speak, he looked a little numb and slow, and he was a middle-aged peasant woman who was worn out by labor.

"The harvest is good, and the harvest is really good." Temple Zhu talked, and sometimes he had a silly look on his face, which was completely different from communicating with Taoists.

She was nagging and frowned, looking up at the direction of the alley in front of the rain, with several deep head-up patterns on her forehead.

"What's going on? The stinky Taoist priest received the rain front alley? Why did my spiritual boy suddenly become so few?"

Temple Zhu calculated and calculated over and over again, how could a warning sign of a disaster?

I believe your evil... I continue to calculate, and my fingers are almost out of my mind.

With a buzzing sound, the whole temple flew up.

I heard another loud bang, and the temple... exploded.

At that time, a feather appeared out of thin air in the dark night and a black shui hill.

Then the temple flew away...the temple collapsed...the temple exploded...the temple fell.

What a big irregular stone pit.

The temple incarnation of the Queen Mother Sending Children is still pinching the flowers at the fingertips. It is like a bungee jumping, sometimes losing weight, sometimes overweight, haha, I don’t know what it means to be.

When a person dies, he may be as light as a feather or as heavy as a mountain.

The other way around is it. It is as light as a feather, and as heavy as a mountain, then... a person... will die.

It wasn't Chen Fengzang's attack in the dark.

Actually, he was puzzled.

I'm not using Linglong scale, why did I just hurry to demolish the temple with a white face?

Yes, I saw the Temple of the Send Children and the Place where the Ghost Infant Demons came from. I was not too reckless to go to the Dragon Pond and Tiger's Debt, Kyoto's Demon Slaying Hall, Demon Suppressing Hall, and Soul-Suppressing Department are very capable, and I don't want to reveal my identity.

Chen Feng thought to himself, but he didn't stop, so he turned his head and turned his head.

The noise is so big that it is a place of right and wrong, and it is impossible to wait.

How did Linglong scale show its power by itself?

It’s not a temple prayer.

Who are you bad, you are the one who is Chen Fengtou.

It’s not that Chen Feng cannot count, but that Chen Feng, who owns the Yin and Yang Book, cannot count.

A mere Laushizi transformed into a temple and wanted to see the way of the Yin-Yang Book?

That's really a light in the cesspool.

Chen Feng turned back to the big locust tree, and the bustle in the alley before the rain was not idle.

The soul-suppressing man is busy hiding the soul.

Chen Feng looked at the movement and said that Kyoto is good tonight, and he is probably going to be ruined.

Well, at least I know that I can hide the soul-suppressing monument. The main purpose is to achieve the end, to hide from my Beidou Department, and to continue to live.

Chen Feng used his dream to immerse himself in the magical way and added a memory to Cao Qiuchen. It was just that. He was squatting in the corner and was knocked out by the big rock falling from the big locust tree. Where did the stone come from? When a child plays Cuju and puts the tree branch, he has to use the stone to smash it up. Experienced people know that we don’t know that Cuju will not fall, but there are many stones on it anyway.

The fifth uncle's family was a little troublesome. Qin Shufen was so poisoned that the Empress of Sending the Son was too deep, and the two children were poisoned.

Moreover, "Uncle Cao" has shown his power in front of them, and when asked in the future, it will be revealed.

Dreaming about the divine machine cannot modify memory, but can create realistic "reality".

Chen Feng added this paragraph to the memory of this family:

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After finishing the matter, you will not forget to add it. Uncle Cao is doing a secret matter, so don’t inquire about it, otherwise you will be plagued by resentment and your father who is running outside the horse gang will be in danger.

After thinking about it, Chen Feng still felt that there was a loophole and changed Uncle Cao's identity to a capable horse gang member. With Cao Qiuchen's cold-faced boss's character, he would definitely not foolishly tell ordinary people about the Soul-Superior Division. Since Qin Shufen said that No. 5 horse gang, then Cao Qiuchen must also know that cooperating with No. 5 to become a colleague of the horse gang, it is in line with Cao Qiuchen's IQ, otherwise he would be a Qiuchen.

After completing the details, Chen Feng quietly returned to the Soul-Suppressing Department.

This time, the two noisy goods at the gate were not alarmed, and Wu Jingwu returned to Beidouke.

Just returned to the Big Dimensity Group of Beidou Department, the bone pinching technique changed back to its original appearance, and tiptoed to lift the quilt.

With just one glance, Chen Feng's mouth was almost pissed.

Iron wire chen.

The person is gone.
Chapter completed!