The war ghost lay on the ground wailing.

She turned her head and smiled at Hua Hanxiang, "I can't become a real strong man when I hide in the temple and practice all day long."

Hua Hanxiang grinned.

Her life of corruption and escape in the past seems to be far away.

Looking at the brilliant morning glow that was rising in front of her, for the first time, she felt a vigorous vitality full of hope, surging in her body.

"It's dawn, if you don't leave, these war ghosts will be sunburned to death." Ruan Ling said with the immortal tie rope, "I'll go to the underworld to report first. There have been fierce battles during this period. Keep your energy and keep your energy during the day and don't run around."

"I got it, I'm leaving."

Hua Hanxiang threw the war ghost in her hand to her and swayed down the mountain.

Ruan Ling took the war ghosts back to the mansion, and Zhiman Suixia and others immediately came up to us, registered the information of these war ghosts, and then took them to the underworld in batches.

Chuner Piner brought food to Ruan Ling.

Ruan Ling had no appetite and said, "I'll go and take a soak."

She went to the soup spring in the cave on the mountain.

As soon as she took off her clothes and jumped into the hot soup spring, a golden light flashed and fell on her.

It is a point of merit.

Recently, there have been frequent wars, and many people pray to gods and Buddhas. In addition, she can get a lot of merit every day by catching ghosts.

After fighting for one night, she caught more than fifty war ghosts, and she gained more than five hundred merit points.

Being a City God, it is much easier to earn merit points than before.

There was also a little light on the fifth floor.

But to completely light up the fifth floor, the number of merit points required is more than the previous four floors combined.

The higher you go, the more you need, the more you need.

With these things alone, it is still difficult to completely illuminate the merit tower.

Ruan Ling was soaked in the soup spring, thinking with her eyes closed.

If you have the opportunity to rise again, you will definitely get more merit.

She is now the county city god, and further up, she is the palace city god.

This is a bit out of reach.

Ruan Ling shook her head and didn't think about this for the time being.

She decided to solve Ci and this big trouble first.

"What are you thinking so seriously?" A gentle voice sounded like water.

Ruan Ling's eyebrows thumped.

She opened her eyes and saw Pu Zihuang shaking the fan and slowly walking in.

Ruan Ling felt a little guilty and pretended to be calm: "Is it a coincidence that you always come and take me to take a shower?"

The soup spring is steaming hot and smoky, and there is a layer of petals that are blooming in the middle of the body, and nothing can be seen.

She was not worried that Pu Zihuang would peep, but was guilty of the feathers she stole and the immortal rope.

Pu Zihuang found a stone bench to sit down, shook the fan, and looked at her: "You little thief, you stole my things. If you don't hide in the underworld, you dare to run out to take a bath so carefreely. Who gives you the courage?"

"I……"

"Shut up!" Pu Zihuang interrupted her, "I know your little thief's temperament. I want to deny it if you dare not admit it, I will pull you out of the water and let you go naked!"

Ruan Ling: “…”

Pu Zihuang glanced into the cave and stretched out her hand to the pile of clothes—

A string of purple rope flew into his palm.

"There are all evidences and physical evidence, what else do you have to say?"

"I..." Ruan Ling thought for a while and admitted his mistake neatly, "I was wrong."

It’s not that she has a soft bone, but that she is under the roof and has to bow her head.

There is also the saying that those who know the times are heroes...
Chapter completed!