The little old lady was looking at them, and so were the humans and higher humanoids who came through the front door.
Naturally, the reason for paying so much attention to the little old lady is not because she is a human being, but because she is the only human being who enters the ghost theater through the back door.
The little old lady is curious about the world behind the front door, and these beings are also curious about the world outside the back door of the ghost theater.
The immortal cultivator who had just entered the door had sensitive senses. He noticed that someone was looking at him. He followed the gaze he felt and looked over. When he met the gaze of the little old lady, he was stunned for a moment.
He accidentally glanced at the back door of the ghost theater, and then returned his gaze to the little old lady, a little disbelieving and a little curious.
After saying hello to the Taoist priest, the two of them walked towards the little old lady.
Feeling the pressure from the opponent, Panghu and the others were a little nervous. Under the pressure, Panghu stood up and blocked the little old lady and his brothers behind him.
The immortal cultivator was stunned for a moment, showed a kind smile, and apologized while retracting the wanton spiritual power around him.
"Feel sorry."
He didn't expect that the mysterious indigenous humans behind the ghost theater were so fragile.
Although he was fragile, he could not hurt these ghosts or people. He had just wanted to do harm, but he had already been ostracized and thrown out of the ghost theater, or even directly obliterated.
The little old lady’s eyes lit up and she could communicate!
He squeezed out of the way of the fat tiger in front of him.
Fat Tiger: "..."
Sister, you have no heart.
Opposite them, the two people saw a skinny little old lady who was only 1.6 meters squeezing away a tall, strong man who was almost 2 meters tall.
The tall man felt aggrieved, but the little old lady comforted him with a look.
So interesting.
The little old lady held the good-looking little fairy man's hand and ignored the old Taoist priest beside her.
"Hello, nice to meet you."
After saying that, he gave the little fairy man a big hug.
The little old lady's heart took off with joy. She was worthy of being a little fairy, with these little hands, such a figure, and such good looks...
The audience in the live broadcast room was originally licking the screens of those alien faces in the ghost theater.
The male audience members screamed at the elf queen with a huge figure, the fox witch, the snake elves, the water elves, the forest fairies...
While squealing, he wiped his nosebleed.
The female audience members did not hesitate to give in, calling out the Elf Prince, the Mermaid Prince, the Monster King, the Demon Lord...
It's too much to call out men. These handsome guys are even competing for women in the male audience. They call me "Miss Sister, I can do it. Don't be so stubborn about your gender."
After just licking the screen for a while, my wife drew the surroundings and wrote a short composition.
Instead of climbing every wall, I simply stood on the top of the wall and took a commanding view.
It turns out that there really are so many races in this world. It turns out that those stories and existences passed down by our ancestors really exist.
When the little fairy man appears, his appearance will become more and more perfect due to the wandering spiritual energy, the special wind effect that comes with the appearance, the body shape developed through physical training, and the evolution of multiple levels of life. This ancient style, The monk's special identity instantly captured the hearts of the young, middle-aged and old in the Dragon Kingdom.
When he walked towards the little old lady, the live broadcast room went crazy. When the little old lady hugged the little fairy boy, the barrage exploded.
In the National Games Bureau, the handsome eldest son Cao Zhenghua's face was red, and he had no love in his life. This mother, even if she didn't want her, she was still lustful!
Lao Cao, go talk to your wife quickly, I can't control it anymore.
"Cough cough cough..."
The old Taoist priest next to the little fairy couldn't help coughing, waking up the little fairy who was shocked by the little old lady's sexual manipulations, stiff and at a loss. He couldn't help but look at the little old lady with disapproving eyes.
"You woman, how come you don't know whether men and women can have sex or not?"
The tone is serious, like an elder lecturing a junior.
The little old lady curled her lips in disdain.
Before the little old lady could say anything, An Jia behind her became unhappy.
What's going on with this old man? Who does he think he is? Why do you want to scold him for talking like this?
This is jealousy, jealousy that the eldest sister didn't hug him.
He rushed to the little old lady and stared at the old Taoist priest.
"Do you think our eldest sister hugs everyone? There are two of you, and my eldest sister only hugs others. Don't you have any idea? What's more, this is etiquette here, and there are kisses and kisses. My eldest sister is afraid of being rude. In order to entertain you with the simplest etiquette."
What An Jia said was very reasonable. In fact, he had only heard it from Qin Rui's eldest nephew, but he had never seen it before, but he could pull the tiger's skin and pull the banner.
As long as I convince myself, what I say is the truth.
The old Taoist priest heard An Jia's words in his ears. Their etiquette included hugs, handshakes, and kisses! ! !
"Indecent to morals, indecent to morals! Indecent to morals..."
The little old man said angrily, these people are so shameless!
An Jia smiled evilly.
"Indecent? Shameless? I will hurt you and cry, and I will shame you to death."
He stepped forward and hugged the old Taoist priest suddenly, and kissed the old Taoist priest's forehead with a bang, and then nudged the left cheek and the right cheek again. The last kiss made the old Taoist priest blush, and let go.
The old Taoist priest is also considered to have a childish face, and his face can move quite elastically.
An Jia smiled, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, turned around and returned behind the little old lady with a scumbag-like coolness.
The existence of the ghost theater: "..."
Are the etiquette of the mysterious world so, so special?
The guests at the front door unconsciously looked at the scary guests coming in through the back door.
Backdoor thriller: "..."
No, listen to my explanation, there is no difference between us. Those guys really have nothing to do with us...
The person on the other side probably understood the silent explanation, and only let out a mysterious smile. The person holding the wine, the tea, and the blood special liquid signaled: We all understand, no need to explain.
Backdoor thriller: "..."
No, what do you know?
Why do you feel like you don’t understand anything?
No matter how they wink, the customers of the Ghost Theater have already turned their attention to the little old lady. They are waiting for the answer they want to know. What does this little old lady have and whether she is worthy of their friendship.
The little fairy man, who had avoided the old Taoist priest for several steps, looked at the little old lady again. There was no more confusion and a little bit of unhappiness in his heart. It turned out to be courtesy.
He understands this. Even if they are of the same race and come from different worlds, the etiquette here is different.
Judging from the confident look on the An family, it must be true.
"Sorry, the etiquette at my friend's place is not very acceptable to yours, so I overreacted. Please don't pay attention."
With that said, he took out a few elixirs suitable for Horror to absorb from his storage ring, because he had been here for many years to prepare elixirs that Horror could use, and he also took out a jade bottle.
"Give this pill to each of you. It is a pill that is suitable for scaring people to improve their cultivation and increase the speed of absorbing yin energy. I suggest you take it now. I don't know what the situation is over there. Some things will be lost after leaving the ghost theater. The effect it should have may be greatly reduced.”
While the little fairy reminded him kindly, he also wanted to take a closer look at the situation behind the back door and the little old lady's knowledge of the ghost theater.
As a result, Fat Tiger and the other Horrors took the elixir, and no one paid any attention to him. They all looked at the little old lady, who nodded, and then took a few Horrors.
Little Fairy Man: "..."
