"Don't worry, sister-in-law, as long as I get the jar, I will immediately use fairy skills to my sister-in-law." Ruan Qing smiled, "Wait until next year, my sister-in-law will be able to have her own child."

Chen Shufeng felt a little happy and smiled and said, "I hope."

"Then sister-in-law, go back, I'll wait for your good news." Ruan Qing said, "Think about the woman outside my cousin, think about your future dates, and think about your children."

Chen Shufeng nodded: "Don't worry, sister, I will get the things for you as soon as possible."

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After Ruan Ling got the peacock feather, she kept thinking about how to poison Cihe.

She discussed with her subordinates for a long time, and the plans she came up with were overthrown one by one by one.

Since he was injured in the City God Temple last time, Ci and Zhenren have never appeared again and have been staying in Puyuan Mountain and have not come out.

It wouldn't be realistic if you sneak in.

After the Dan stealing incident, Puyuanshan must have been vigilant. It is probably not that easy to sneak in again.

Ruan Ling didn't want any casualties from her own people.

Three days later, it is the seventh day of the seventh month, the mortal world's beggar festival.

The infatuated men and women in the mortal world want to take advantage of this day to meet and touch their hands.

Ruan Ling had no interest in this.

She is busy fighting with the war ghosts.

What she predicted came true.

There are constant emergence of deserters and bandits, and the number of war ghosts has also increased dramatically.

I heard that it was because of the defeated battle on the border, and the defeated soldiers fled one after another. Many soldiers from the enemy who followed him to the Ming Dynasty, burned, killed and looted everywhere.

Many people in many places have suffered from seedlings.

Fortunately, Pei Shu prepared in advance, closed the city gates and recruited a large number of men to form a patrol team, which could ensure the stability of Pei County.

The mortal world is still stable, but the underworld is different.

The city gate can block mortals, but they cannot stop those ghosts.

There are not so many ghost messengers under Ruan Ling.

More than a dozen land gods were going to guard their fiefs. In addition to guarding the City God Temple, she also had to temporarily go to various places to rescue her.

The land gods are of the strength. If they encounter a group of war ghosts, they will only have to escape.

Ruan Ling fought with the war ghost all night and stopped until dawn.

She carried a string of battle ghosts with a rope tied up with fairy ropes, sat cross-legged on a rock to rest. Her white skirt was torn and her long ink hair was dancing stubbornly everywhere, and her face was covered with a lot of black and gray.

I really want to come out of hell.

Although she looks embarrassed, her eyes are amazingly bright.

Hua Hanxiang swayed over with a war ghost's neck, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and laughed: "Compared with them, you are more like a war ghost."

Ruan Ling glanced at her and asked, "How is it?"

"I caught more than fifty ghosts this night." Hua Hanxiang smiled excitedly, "My share is enough for a year."

"You're lucky." Ruan Ling said, "If I hadn't stole the immortal rope from Pu Zihuang, we wouldn't have dealt with so many war ghosts."

Hua Hanxiang sat next to her, looked at the rays of clouds gradually lit up in the distance, and sighed: "If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have lived such a life of fighting all day long."

"Is it cool?"

"Satisfactory?" Hua Hanxiang thought about the word and said with a smile, "It's quite satisfying."

"It's good to be happy."

Ruan Ling stood up, stretched her waist, and the bones on her body were clattering.

"Only actual combat is the best way to improve your strength." She pulled out her whip, jumped up, and threw it out with a whip. With the whip, she drew a sneaky war ghost who wanted to escape.
Chapter completed!