Sikong Xiao stared at the door without moving, and suddenly said, "I think... someone sticks it on the door." ΩΩ pen         Ww. 『BiQuGe.CN"

"Impossible, how could I not feel if someone had any feelings?"

The black chicken leaned against the chicken's head and looked at the door. Sikong Xiao moved his steps towards the door without hesitation, raised his hand and held the door handle. The feeling became more and more obvious, yes...

Someone must be at the door!

"Bang..."

He pulled the door open, and Sikong Xiao looked at the man in black robe who was wrapped tightly in front of him. If the door was closed, his position would be completely attached to the door.

"Who are you?"

The man in black robe lowered his head and looked at Sikong Xiao quietly, then turned around and walked to the room opposite, closing the door without saying a word.

Sikong Xiao inexplicably stared at the closed door opposite him, I'll go! This person is crazy? If it weren't for the daytime, she would have thought she was a ghost!

"Close the door quickly!"

The black chicken roared anxiously: "That person is an evil spirit master! No wonder I can't feel any breath!"

"What? Evil Spirit Master?!"

Before Sikong Xiao could close the door, he heard a "pop" sound in front of his ears. The door of the room closed instantly, and Sikong Huang's ascitesy face appeared in front of him.

Sikong Huang looked at Sikong and said tremblingly: "That man kidnapped me just last time. How could he be here? Did he keep following us? What do he want to do?"

"No, I'll go find Taohua!"

Sikong Huang, who was panicked, was about to open the door and Sikong Xiao pressed it against the door. She turned around and wanted to ask Sikong Xiao what was wrong, then she saw Sikong Xiao's cold eyes.

"Xiaoxiao?"

Sikong Xiao shook his head gently, reached out and pulled Sikong Huang behind, and said, "He... is sticking to the door again..."

Without looking back at Wu Ji and Sikong Huang's expression of being frightened to the point of being speechless, Sikong Xiao put his hand on the door handle and pulled open the door with a bang. He saw the man in black robe standing close to the door just like before.

The man in black robe wrapped himself tightly, and even his eyes were not exposed. The man in black robe didn't move his head, but just slowly raised his arms, and a piece of white paper was held in his hand hidden under the black robe like a mummy...

"This is…?"

Without waiting for Sikong Xiao to reach out, the man in black robe threw down the paper in his hand; then, as before, turned his head without saying a word and walked to the room opposite and closed the door.

"bump…"

Sikong Huang rushed forward and closed the door of the room with trembling hands. He looked like he was about to faint, "He really came for us..."

Seeing this, Sikong Xiao curled the corner of his mouth and said, "Sister Huang, are you okay? Do you want to drink a glass of water to suppress your shock?"

Sikong Huang also forgot his fear when Sikong Xiao made fun of this joke. He turned his eyes and glared at Sikong Xiao, who was still joking, squatted down to pick up the paper on the ground.

Sikong Xiao's eyes changed and picked up the white paper first. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he spread the white paper in front of Sikong Huang and Wu Ji...

"Come to my room at the third update, evil spirit."

She really couldn't imagine how the pair of dry hands that were almost like mummy corpses wrote such beautiful words; just as she wanted to get closer to appreciate the characters that were like everyone's calligraphy, the sound of a black chicken suddenly came to her ears...

"Why did the evil spirit master give a piece of white paper?"

With a sudden jump in his eyebrows, Sikong smiled and looked at the black chicken squatting on his shoulder, and said in a lost voice: "Do you think this is white paper?"

The black chicken glanced at the surprised Sikong smiled, "Isn't it?"

How could this be white paper? There are clearly words on it!

Sikong Xiao lowered his head incredibly, and at this moment the words on the paper changed again...

"We are the same kind, we are all evil ghosts who crawled out of hell. Let my evil spirit help you awaken the dusty memories and help you become the real Sikong Xiao. Don't forget that you are a madman in another world..."

He actually knew!

Sikong Xiao suddenly raised his head and turned his eyes toward the door.

Suddenly, a burst of heat mixed with coldness flowed out of the blood, a cluster of bright red flames mixed with darkness emerged from Sikong Xiao's palm, and the piece of white paper instantly turned into ashes.

"Ye? You can already condense the Hellfire entity?"

Hearing the black chicken's voice, Sikong Xiao quickly turned around, lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand. Sikong Xiao's face changed instantly, and he suddenly clenched his fists.

That feeling actually came back! Could it be that all this has to do with the evil spirit master?

"Xiaoxiao, have you seen something?"

Hearing the sound, Sikong Xiao raised his eyes to look at Sikong Huang who was staring at him. He froze for a second, then suddenly laughed, and sat happily at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

"What? Isn't it just a blank piece of paper? I guess I've encountered a lunatic. I'm so idle that I'm having nothing to do to scare us to play!"

Sikong Huang lowered his head and walked to Sikong Xiao with some trepidation, "Xiaoxiao, why don't we go?" I always feel that something will happen..."

"Walk?"

Sikong Xiao widened his eyes, "Sister Huang, why are you kidding? Now we are in the air. We don't have wings, where can we go?"

"But…"

He quickly stood up and grabbed Sikong Huang, "Okay, okay, I'll go and ask Taohua later to see if there is any way to contact the people from the Spirit Cultivation Association. This evil spirit master still has to wait until they deal with it..."

Sikong Huang was still very uneasy when he heard this. He was still worried until the night staring at Sikong Xiao who was asleep.

My goodness, Sister Huang, do you know if you don’t sleep well and you can’t grow taller?

… “The realm of the evil spirit master is different from that of ordinary people. I can’t tell what level he is. However, there are regulations on this spacecraft that you must not use spiritual power, and no matter how brave he is, he will never dare to take action.”

Recalling what Wu Ji said to him in Bai Tian, ​​Sikong Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly. Could it be that the evil spirit master knew that he was a person who had traveled through time? But why did he say that he was the same as him, the evil spirit master?

Could it be that he also traveled through time?!

He scratched his head in annoyance. When he heard the sound of even breathing from Sikong Huang, Sikong Xiao dared to open his eyes and turned his eyes to the door. Forget it! How could he have a tiger son if he didn't enter the tiger's den? I'm still afraid that an evil spirit master would not be able to do it? Anyway, his evil spirit is useless to him!

With a slight "creaking", Sikong Xiao tiptoed to close the room door, looked at the room with the door open, and thought about it and walked in.

"You are indeed here."

When I heard the voice of this man in black robe for the first time, it was not as terrifying and gloomy as I imagined. Sikong smiled and looked up at the man in black robe who was hiding in the darkness, and said, "Who are you?"

"Evil Spirit Master, but we are called ghost cultivators."

Ghost Cultivation? What's that? Sikong laughed and twitched his lips and looked at the man in black, "What are you looking for me? Also, why do you say that I and you are the same kind?"

"oh?"

The man in black robe seemed surprised that Sikong Xiao asked this question, "Don't you know yet?"

Sikong laughed and curled his lips. If I knew, I would have to ask you?

The man in black robe stepped forward, leaned his head to Sikong Xiao's ear, and said quietly: "You are like me, you are actually a ghost..."
Chapter completed!