Zhang Xiaoluo was not in a hurry. It was still early. He knew that the fallen flower girl married at the middle of the night, and there were nearly three hours left.

Before midnight, you should be able to repair most of the internal organs of the body?

Zhang Xiaoluo thought so.

He only had a willow-leaf knife in his hand, which was picked up from the person who assassinated him. Unexpectedly, his instinct was not discarded and was taken to Huadong in Xiangxi.

Apart from this knife, Zhang Xiaoluo does not have any magical instruments or talismans. What he has to face tonight may not only be the things in the fallen flower cave, but also the Miao people in the Huadong.

Onmyoji without magical tools and talismans will inevitably lose most of his strength, but Zhang Xiaoluo is not worried.

Zhang Xiaoluo no longer plans to be an Onmyoji. Onmyoji will not be able to rescue Chi Fei tonight. The only one who can rescue Chi Fei and take him away is his inner instinct.

Rising the soul tide, the things in the cave, and even the Miao people in the Huadong, rescued her and let the instinct take her away!

From Huadong, Xiangxi to J City, more than a thousand kilometers, Zhang Xiaoluo believes that his instinct can do it!

He was extremely evasive of his instincts and inexplicably trusted him.

"I said, are you planning to save your female companion who has become the bride in the cave? Or... I will be with you! Why do you and I are both from the Xuanmen! A hero is three helpers! Do I want me to steal a cow for you again?..."

Luo Lidong, who was sitting in the room, was silent for a long time, and suddenly spoke to Zhang Xiaoluo on the bed.

Zhang Xiaoluo slowly opened his eyes and looked at the fat Maoshan Taoist.

He did not agree or refuse.

The tribesmen in Huadong Zhu Village have long been accustomed to the late-night wedding, but they still have deep fear in their hearts. At least, they have never encountered such frequent wedding weddings.

The bride tonight is Zhi Fei who had escaped from the fallen flower cave.

Luo Lidong, a Taoist of Maoshan, came over before the wedding. He explained the purpose of the Huadong clan leader and the witch witch witch, and wanted to escort the fallen flower girl into the cave again.

The Maoshan Gate keeps its promise. Once you receive the reward from your village, you will fulfill your responsibility to protect your relatives. The last time you miss it, this time you make up for it!

Luo Lidong said so.

After discussing with the witchcraft witch, the white-bearded clan leader agreed to Luo Lidong to protect the bride into the cave again. After all, if the fallen flower girl had another accident tonight, the entire village would face the anger of the cave god.

In addition to the Taoist Maoshan and the people who sent their brides and carried sedan chairs, the chief of the Huadong clan led the elite men in the clan to protect their brides, and the wattle witch witch witches with a hunched body.

The same sedan chair and the same red scarf, the bride in the sedan chair is no longer the wonderful person she used to be.

The soul tide outside the fallen flower cave seemed extremely excited tonight, and had already gathered outside the cave to wait. Countless red ghosts were floating in the sky around the Huaitong.

"The fallen flower girl is married, and the souls retreat!"

Luo Lidong still reached out and took out a handful of paper money from his arms and scattered it into the air, holding the copper coin sword in his other hand, sweeping over the dense soul tide, and his eyes kept scanning around.

What he didn't expect was that in the face of the paper money flying all over the sky, the soul tide had no soul to reach out to take it. The empty ghost eyes stared at the bride in red who had already lifted the curtain, revealing endless resentment, hatred and... envy.

"Haha! Before your jade cube was opened, I allowed you to leave. Now that you are old and ready to marry, you can enter the cave. Isn't it beautiful to write the sound of the zither together?"

A man's voice came faintly from the dark fallen flower cave. The sound was as low as the wind sucked a pine needle, and the sound was high and loud as the sound of gold and iron. As the sound came out, a misty purple phantom appeared at the entrance of the fallen flower cave.

The purple phantom waved at the bride who had already gotten out of the sedan chair, and took a step forward and walked out of the fallen flower hole.

The bride, covered in red scarf and wearing wedding clothes, reached out to call the purple phantom, and came towards the fallen flower cave. The dense soul tide, no soul dared to move forward to stop it.

Luo Lidong's eyes showed solemnity. It was said that his responsibility to protect his relatives was completed. But he still took steps, followed closely behind the bride, slowly approaching the fallen flower hole, and his right hand had already reached into his arms to grab a red talisman that appeared in his arms.

The leader of the Huadong tribe on the side of the sedan chair looked at the bride walking towards the phantom, with the white beard under his jaw trembling, and finally lowered his head and refused to look at it again. The Huadong tribes behind him were silent, and there was no figure of the witchcraft witch.

The bride finally stood in front of the phantom. The purple phantom gently raised her hand and lifted the red scarf on the bride's head. Zhi Fei's face covered with tears finally revealed.

Looking at this pretty face with flawless, slightly stubborn face, the fallen flower cave god standing at the entrance of the cave, finally laughed.

Zhi Fei looked at the smiling Lord of the fallen flower cave, and then looked at the darkness behind him that covered the entrance of the fallen flower cave. The pretty face with tears still scratched suddenly showed a happy smile.

She saw that in the shadow behind the phantom, Zhang Xiaoluo, with a calm face, was quietly staring at him.

The cave god saw the smile on Zhi Fei's face, and was slightly stunned. His body suddenly retreated quickly, and he wanted to retreat into the fallen flower cave. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and hugged the bride in front of him, wanting to drag the bride into the cave together.

Before his right hand could touch Zhi Fei, it had been cut off by a willow-leaf knife with a cold light.

"Go to sleep, when you wake up, we will be home!"

Zhang Xiaoluo let the arms that fell to the ground turn into gray smoke and be absorbed by the phantom that had returned to the cave. He looked at Zhi Fei, who was smiling at him, and said softly.

"Um!"

Zhi Fei nodded and actually leaned against Zhang Xiaoluo's arms and closed his eyes.

"You...you dare to hurt me! Huadong clan, how dare you rebel against me?"

The phantom had grown his right hand again, and his figure quickly changed in the hole, and anger roar came out from the entrance of the hole.

"Catch him! Kill him!"

An angry roar came out again, which was an order to the Huadong people standing behind the sedan chair, and also to the densely packed female ghosts in red.

Zhang Xiaoluo's right arm, which was holding Zhi Fei's waist, suddenly turned around strangely, and placed Zhi Fei, who was lying in his arms on his back. Two rows of thin tentacles had grown on both sides of his back, and the tentacles quickly covered Zhi Fei's whole body like a fluid. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaoluo's back seemed to be carrying a big silkworm cocoon, firmly fixing Zhi Fei on his back.

The moment Zhang Xiaoluo appeared, Luo Lidong had already taken out a talisman from his arms and stuck it on his forehead.

This talisman is slightly red, slightly larger than the Ying Gou Talisman, and it is actually a Maoshan Rapid Trail Talisman!

Zhang Xiaoluo did not refuse Luo Lidong's request to come with him, and he had already told Luo Lidong before going out, what to do after he appeared, only one word: Run!

Running desperately! So, Luo Lidong thought of his rapid movement talisman.

The soul tide outside the fallen flower cave suddenly rushed up with a roar and instantly submerged Zhang Xiaoluo, who had merged with Zhi Fei. The moment he was flooded by the soul tide, Zhang Xiaoluo's eyes instantly became empty, and the sleeping instinct in his body took over his body.

After Luo Lidong put on the rapid movement talisman, he had already run away at an incredible speed before the soul tide surrounded him. The Huadong Miao people, who were faintly swaying on the outside, did not stop him.

The soul tide, which seemed to be in a madness, rushed towards the figure with Zhi Fei on his back, and opened the huge mouth that almost covered his entire head and bit Zhang Xiaoluo's whole body.

The fluid covering Zhifei rotated rapidly, transferring the biting force to Zhang Xiaoluo's body in a strange way.

Zhang Xiaoluo slowly bent down in the soul tide, leaning on all sides, like a lonely wolf carrying a heavy load and rushing toward him.

"Ao!"

A roar like a wolf roar came from Zhang Xiaoluo's mouth. He suddenly leaped up in the air with his feet and rushed towards the endless soul tide.

Gray ancient seal characters scattered from Zhang Xiaoluo's body and shot towards the dense ghosts around him.

The small characters in ancient seal script enter the style, and the roaring cry comes out, the soul is scattered, and there is no possibility of reincarnation.

"Stop him!"

The Huadong clan leader suddenly spoke coldly. The elite Huadong clans behind him stared at the figure who was like a wild beast, limbs on the ground, and was traveling through the soul tide.

Finally, the soul tide dissipated. Zhang Xiaoluo took a cold look at the purple phantom in the cave and hid in the darkness under the locust tree again.

"ah!"

A Miao man on the periphery suddenly cried out, raised his head and fell to the ground. The figure with his limbs on the ground flashed and had hidden in the darkness again.

The elite of Huadong is not the enemy of Zhang Xiaoluo!

Zhang Xiaoluo squatted quietly in the darkness. The young Huadong people were constantly scanning around ten feet outside him, as if they were unaware of Zhang Xiaoluo who was not far from him.

These people are too weak!

Zhang Xiaoluo, who was sure that the other party was unable to pursue him, was no longer willing to waste time.

When his body slowly retreated and was about to escape, he suddenly lowered his head and looked at his foot that was already shaped like a horse's hoof.

A beetle, the size of a fingernail, was lying on his feet.

insanity?

Zhang Xiaoluo's eyes showed a look of confusion, and he watched the little beetle bite the extremely flexible skin of the feet and penetrate into his body.

Zhang Xiaoluo finally confirmed that the small beetle just now was a Gu worm.

Huadong Witchcraft Goddess, Grandma Qing, the hunchbacked old woman who has never appeared, must be nearby!

Zhang Xiaoluo did not want to waste time on those Huadong people, but this witchcraft witch must be removed!

The Gu worm entered the body, and with the perception between the Gu witch and the Gu worm, he could no longer hide in the other party's eyes. In other words, with the Gu worm in his body, he could also find the Gu witch who was unknown where he was!

When a glimmer of dawn finally appeared in the sky, the night passed.

The white-bearded leader of the Huadong tribe found the witchcraft witch in the clan on a gravel ground about ten miles away from Luohua Cave. She was hunched over and stood in the middle of the small gravel wasteland as usual.

"Lan Qing! Where did you go last night? Could it be that when we were looking for that monster, you saw the scenery here all night?"
Chapter completed!