The hunting platform is closed at 7 o'clock and the south gate is closed at 8 o'clock!

Bai Heming entered the city and it was already eight o'clock, and the night market was gradually closing.

When he came back, Bai Heming gave up riding a horse in order to practice his family's light skills.

This technique has no other use, and will only make Bai Heming jump higher and farther. It is not very important and few people practice it. Bai Heming considered that this light technique is very useful in the forest, so he practiced it casually.

Entering the city, this technique has been introduced and has been improved to great success using the system.

"A little hungry!"

Looking at the night market that was gradually preparing to close the stalls, I suddenly wanted to eat the rose cake in front of the Ming Dynasty Trading Company.

"I hope there is no closing!" Bai Heming's figure flashed and he soon arrived at the door of the Ming Dynasty Commercial Bank.

The scene in front of him made Bai Heming feel inexplicably wrong. There were obviously many people around him talking, but no one was nearby.

Bai Heming felt cold all over his body, and he was secretly alert. Suddenly, he saw an aunt pushing a cake selling cart to the street in front of the store.

Bai Heming instinctively wanted to go over and ask, where are the voices of these speakers? But he stopped deeply and stared at the aunt selling cakes.

"Young man, I haven't seen you come for a few days, are you still the same?" The aunt raised her head and pointed at Bai Heming.

What kind of face is the aunt, without facial features, extremely pale, and her whole body is like a light and fluttering clothes.

But with such a face, Bai Heming's face did not change at all. What he saw in his eyes was that the aunt was still the familiar aunt she used to have a gentle smile on her face.

Seeing this, Bai Heming breathed a sigh of relief in secret and walked over, "Yes, aunt, look the same!" Bai Heming said, "By the way, aunt, so many people are talking around here, why are there no trace? Has a new shopping mall been opened here?"

"Is there any?" said the aunt.

"No?"

"Listen carefully!" The aunt smiled strangely, "Is there any!"

The aunt's smile made Bai Heming feel instinctively wrong, but he didn't think much about it. An aunt was still in danger to him. He followed the aunt's words and listened carefully, but there was no sound at all.

"Is the sound just now that I had auditory hallucinations? Hey, it seems that there are too many killings today, and the sequelae caused?" I was speechless.

"Young man, your rose cake is ready!" The aunt wrapped the prepared cake in oil paper and handed it to Bai Heming.

"It's still so delicious!" After paying the coins, Bai Heming took the rose cake.

"Eat while it's hot!" The aunt looked at Bai Heming expectantly.

"Eat while it's hot?" Bai Heming felt strange in his heart. The weather is early summer, so he doesn't understand why the aunt said that.

But the aroma of the rose cake had already felt, covering up the doubts in his heart. He turned the rose cake to his mouth and was about to take a bite.

At this moment, Master Swallowing the Spirit, who was chatting with Bai Qujiang, in Bai Mansion, suddenly changed his expression.

"What's wrong with the master!" Bai Qujiang noticed the change in the face of the spirit swallowing, and thought that the dream demon was coming, so he asked quickly.

Master Lingshen came in search of his breath and wanted to stay in Bai Mansion and wait for the thing to take the bait, but was actually taken first by that thing.

"Damn it!" Master Swallowing Spirit cursed in his heart, and did not reply to Bai Qujiang's words. His figure flashed and disappeared in an instant. The next moment he arrived at the street of the commercial store.

Looking at Bai Heming was about to eat the cake, without thinking, with a wave of his hand, the rose cake in Bai Heming's hand was swung away and turned into a black mist and entered the aunt's nose. Bai Heming fainted straight on the ground.

"The damn Spirit-Swallowing Clan is so lingering!" The aunt roared and said gloomyly.

"The bold and faceless soul of the tribe dares to go to the human city to kill innocent people! It seems that I have to accept you today." Monk Tengling Ling was full of compassion and compassion.

"Hehe, hehe..." The aunt transformed into a light clothes that leaked the air like a wind chime. "The hypocritical bald donkey, if I hadn't been useful to you, would you have come all the way for all living beings?"

"Eliminating the demons and defending the Tao is the obligation of my Taoist monks. Why can't we come from all the way?" Master Swallowing Master always had compassion. If Bai Heming was awake at this moment, he would definitely feel incredible. This monk's personality is so changeable. He has seen three changes this day. He is a paranoid, despicable, and compassionate!

"As a monk, he actually lies like drinking water!"

"Since your ghost has a misunderstanding of me, I will accept you and influence you well!" After the Master Swallowing Spirit finished speaking, a rope appeared out of thin air in his hand and sucked towards the faceless man.

"Soul-Retaining Scout!" The faceless man shouted, and quickly floated over the rope, his voice full of unwillingness, "You monster monk are really ready!"

"For the sake of all living beings, I dare not act rashly to deal with your ghost, so as not to commit murder!" The Spirit Swallowed his compassionate words, and the soul-retaining rope waving in his hand was extremely vicious, and the moves made the faceless man almost like a crowd.

"Since you are so compassionate for your life, I will create merit for you!" The faceless man screamed bitterly, and the surroundings changed drastically. The sounds heard by the Baiheming sounded again, and the people around him suddenly appeared.

However, a black fog rushed towards the crowd, and all the crowd fell to the ground, bleeding to death.

Monk Swallowing quietly watched the changes in front of him without any rescue. The compassion on his face disappeared instantly, covered by indifference, and said coldly: "You think you can escape from my palms in this way!"

"Master, I really have a thought for the people!" The faceless man's voice sounded, full of mockery.

A stream of black smoke accompanied the sound penetrated deep into the sky, disappeared into the darkness, and disappeared.

The Swallowing Spirit was about to chase him, but when he thought of something, he looked at Bai Heming who was fainting on the ground.

"You are a mortal, and you know what you shouldn't know, and you are destined to be miserable. I will save your life, let your mind be disintegrated, and you will spend your life safely when a mentally retarded child!"

"Only when you become an idiot, your soul is useless to the Faceless Clan!"

The monk Swallowing Spirit's face turned vicious. He ruined Bai Heming, but he didn't want another king to appear in the Faceless Clan.

In that way, he will face the pursuit of the faceless tribe.

He waved his hand and a blue airflow penetrated into Bai Heming's mind, and then turned into a shadow and chased towards the faceless man.

After they all left, the city people with blood from alleys suddenly exploded, shaking the sky and the earth, and blood mist filled.

"Swish!" Bai Qujiang and the two elders of the family rushed over when they heard the loud noise.

The scene in front of them made them frightened. Bai Qujiang made a quick decision to block the city guards, so as not to cause panic among the people and cause chaos.

It is necessary to solve everything here before ten o'clock, and blow away the blood mist and remove the bloody smell.

He entered the blood mist and immediately saw Bai Heming lying on the ground. His face changed, "Heming, why are you here? How are you doing?"

He stretched his fingers against Bai Heming's nose and felt his breathing smoothly. He felt a sigh of relief in his heart.
Chapter completed!