Hearing that the soul of perfection was indeed the person beside Hua Jiunan, the figure smiled meaningfully.
"That's fine."
"In total, I haven't met that emperor for ten thousand years, and now I just take this opportunity to pay a visit."
Hearing that the figure was about to face Hua Jiu Di, the kneeling stone sculpture immediately had a look of horror on its face.
"But, Your Majesty, didn't you say that before the plan is completed, it will not be easy for us to face the world?"
"Don't let the person in the small courtyard know that you have returned..."
Faced with the doubts of his subordinates, Shadow rarely became furious.
"You are really ignorant!"
"We are afraid that we have been exposed...from the moment I killed the witch with the animal bones...from the time that man rescued the good soul..."
On the other side, in the small courtyard.
The little crow with white fur was still crying sadly, no matter how Chang Huaiyuan comforted him softly, it was of no use.
But the instigator, Mr. Chen, had a completely irrelevant attitude and shouted loudly at the physics Taoist priest.
"What do you mean by small bottle?"
"Why did your sect give gifts to everyone, but not to me, my father, our boss...and the eighth master!"
"Things are not important. Don't you look down on Yin? Even if you give me a lighter, that's fine!"
Liao Ping knew very well what kind of character Chen was - making trouble unreasonably, so he was well prepared.
After hearing this, he immediately took out the teacher's door... The gift he prepared for Chen Daji was really a lighter.
Someone Chen: "..."
"Damn it, you don't have to be so serious about the small bottle, do you?"
"We told you to prepare a lighter, but you really just gave me a lighter?!"
"Didn't you say that your righteous faction also has 'machine silver'? Just give us a hundred and eighty of that stuff!"
The robot that Chen mentioned was the "Taoist soldier" that Hua Jiunan mentioned to him.
A battle puppet refined using Taoist secrets.
The Taoist soldiers of the Zhengyi sect were made by Zhang Tianshi before he ascended and left behind. There are ninety-nine and eighty-one statues in total.
This is the legacy Zhang Tianshi left for his descendants, and it is also the trump card that the Zhengyi faction relies on most.
Because Zhang Tianshi knew that he had killed too many demons in his life, so he had enemies everywhere.
If he didn't leave some treasure for future generations that could be suppressed, those demons would have to attack in groups immediately after he left.
By then, not to mention continuing the sect, even the bloodline will have to be driven out and exterminated.
Chen was ignorant and regarded Tao soldiers as toy lions, but Hua Jiunan knew how precious they were.
Therefore, he did not want to see Liao Ping in trouble, so he smiled and signaled to Chen not to mess around.
Chen Daji had always listened to Hua Jiunan's words the most, and immediately stopped insisting upon seeing this.
But obviously he didn't like to talk to the little Taoist priest anymore, so he took his body and wanted to go out to play.
Liao Ping did not want to offend Mr. Chen. There is a saying that goes well: If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid that thieves will miss you.
If anyone is worried about disaster, will they still have a good life in the future? !
Not to mention myself, isn't even the entire underworld "afraid" of Chen Daji...
The little Taoist priest grabbed Chen with an apologetic smile on his face: "Boss Chen, boss Chen, don't leave in a hurry!"
"I'm telling you, the lighters we give you are different from the ones sold at the canteen. They're amazing!"
Disaster is obviously not easy to fool, so he sneered at the words.
"Stop doing this little bottle thing, what can a lighter do?"
"Why, can I make a wish every time I light up the fire? Will it all come true?!"
The little Taoist priest was speechless when someone Chen said: "No, you can't make a wish..."
Hearing this, Huishan became even more disdainful: "Then every time I light up the fire, it will burst into pieces? The kind that burns out the silver and turns black!"
The physics Taoist priest had already begun to wipe his sweat: "Yeah, I can't..."
At this time, the disaster had completely lost his patience, and he threw away the little Taoist priest and grabbed his hand.
"You can't do this or that, so why are you giving us a broken lighter?!"
"Don't tell us he looks like a lighter, but is actually a hair dryer!"
"Bah, it's nothing! Just keep it and burn the paper!"
