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After looking at each other for a while, the moth flew to Xueyan again and kept spinning around Xueyan, as if he was very interested in Xueyan.

Xueyan continued to sit calmly, completely looking as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her.

As for another gray-brown moth, it flew to the coffee table in front of Xian'er, and his small eyes were also staring at Xian'er.

I sat in place like a zombie, so scared that I didn't dare to move. However, out of curiosity, I tried to move my eyes to the side of my eye socket as much as possible, so as to look at the situation on Xian'er's side.

It seemed a little unexpected. At this time, Xian'er's beautiful face seemed to have a hint of panic and fear. This was the first time I saw her expression since I knew her. You should know that she is a five hundred-year-old snake demon who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and she has the capital of pride.

The moment I looked at Xian'er, the gray-brown moth that was parked on the coffee table seemed to have noticed my eyes.

So he flew up from the coffee table with his wings and rushed straight to the front of my nose bridge. Finally, he seemed to be squinting his little eyes and smiling at me.

The already strange moth and its strange smile were like an evil ghost in the Nine Nether Hell. My little heart thumped, and I couldn't help but scream "ah".

However, the gray-brown moth that had rushed to my eyes before was screaming and was immediately scared to fly to the balcony with the white moth, then stopped in front of the screen window and quietly looked at the three of us.

Seeing that I was frightened, Xueyan quickly stretched out her slender hand and patted the back of my hand, comforting her, "Don't be afraid of Yiyang, it's okay if I'm there."

I barely calmed down and shouted to the dimly lit balcony: "Are you black and white impermanent?"

"Come on here quickly, the three of us have something to ask for!"

"Bold mortals, the talismans in the room just now were set by you three." A cold and cold voice came from the dark balcony. The sound that was so calm that there was no trace of turbulence immediately scared me and goosebumps all over my body.

However, judging from this sentence, Xueyan should have set up talisman paper and formations in the room just now, so that Black and White Impermanence could not detain the patient's soul, so they flew back to cause trouble for us.

No wonder I heard a "swish" sound in the house just now. It must be Xueyan's talisman paper that was messing around.

Xueyan heard the sound and stood up respectfully from the sofa, and said timidly: "The God is here, please be blessed by your children."

As he said that, he pulled me again and signaled me to bow with her.

Seeing this, I quickly bowed to the two moths with Xueyan with sensible words.

"Boldly prayer, why should I stop this God from hindering my soul?"

It was still a sound from the balcony, but this time the sound was much thicker, not as sharp and cold as before. I think it was another Wuchang who spoke.

"Please show up and let the little woman slowly report the truth." Xue Yan looked at the balcony with a sincere face.

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With another slight sound, the two moths suddenly jumped out of the screen window, and the whole moth's body slowly became transparent until it disappeared.

Then the air seemed to twist, and two figures, black and white, slowly appeared in front of the TV counter.

I tried my best to control my inner fear and used the blessings that my grandfather taught me to look at the two figures, one black and one white.

Where you look, you can see a middle-aged man in white clothes standing on the left with a white face and a long body. Judging from his appearance, he should be between thirty and forty years.

His face was white and white, even whiter than Wang Dingkun, the black-clad ghost in the past, but his eyes were the eyes of normal people, not like Wang Dingkun.

In addition, his body was very thin, so thin that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

In his right hand was a snow-white stick with a lot of white silk hanging on it. I think this should be what the older generation said was the mourning sound.

On the right was a middle-aged man in black who seemed to be honest and honest.

His body is a little stronger. Although he is wearing a wide black robe, he can still see his strong abdominal muscles and his vague tendon flesh.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little hilarious. Could it be that their ghost servants can exercise regularly?

That's really keeping pace with the times.

However, there is another thing that makes me very puzzled. No matter how I look at it, there is no trace of ghost energy or yin energy on the black and white ones.

Instead, it was a looming golden light, as if it was blessed by immortal magic, very solemn and solemn.

"Damn, have you seen enough?"

Hei Wuchang, who was more loyal next to him, asked with a smile.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Hearing this, I quickly defended my recklessness.

"Haha, I know you didn't mean it. This is your instinct for Zhuyou Qi-Looking Technique. As long as you see unusual people, you will instinctively look at them, so it's not your fault."

Hei Wuchang replied with a smile, as if he had been smiling since he appeared, which made me feel much more at ease. After all, in my worldview for so many years, Hei Wuchang should be both fierce and evil.

The white white-faced Bai Wuchang next to him seemed not so easy to speak. He saw me staring at him and immediately asked with an unhappy look: "Little devil, have you seen this god for so long? Do you see that?"

I...I...

"I, just say whatever I see. I will not harm the living beings who have died, so don't worry!" Bai Wuchang had a gloomy face and urged impatiently.

Since he said that he would not hurt me, there was no need for me to be afraid anymore.

He immediately restrained his fear and said in confusion: "Only speaking, aren't you ghosts all have yin energy?"

"Why did I see you two have golden light to protect you, like an immortal?"

The strong Hei Wuchang smiled silly and was ready to answer my question.

However, before he could speak, Liu Xian'er, the snake spirit beside him, had already interrupted with some anxiety: "Although Heibai Wuchang is a ghost messenger, they are all gods worshipped by the world, so they are blessed by immortal magic, which is different from ordinary ghost messengers."

Humph.

Bai Wuchang next to him sneered: "You snake spirit still have some vision."
Chapter completed!