"What are you still standing here and doing? Let's go."

Ji Liang and the Blood Paper Man who should have left appeared again.

The Yuanying from the Innate Dao Sect and the Morning Star Dao Sect frowned and looked at the two of them:

"Why didn't you take us away with me before? Let Fellow Daoist Chen be ruined here for nothing."

"The evil demon is married and will not give up until he achieves his goal."

The Blood Paper Man said lightly: "There will always be someone who wants to marry her, otherwise she will always follow us."

"Senior, can't he kill them? Those evil demons just now are not his opponents."

"kill?"

The Blood Paper Man sneered:

"No one knows what the origin and background of these evil spirits are. If they take action without authorization, if they cause greater trouble, our trip will not be peaceful."

The expressions of the few people changed repeatedly, and they seemed to agree with the words of the Blood Paper Man.

However, they were a little wary in their eyes, for fear that they would encounter any dangers in the future and be regarded as abandoned by the Blood Paper Man.

In the next few days, everyone rushed to the road and had almost no communication. Until they passed by a deserted temple, the blood paper signaled everyone to go to the deserted temple to rest.

"Daozi, we are not tired. I'll just let it go if I think we're resting? It's more important to hurry up."

The Nascent Soul of the Innate Dao Sect looked strange.

Ji Liang glanced at the Blood Paper Man.

"If we don't stay in this deserted temple for one night, we won't be able to enter."

The blood paper man said lightly.

Everyone was a little surprised and Fang Chen asked curiously: "Why is this?"

The Blood Paper Man glanced at Fang Chen, and a strange smile appeared on his face:

"We are not the evil demons in the Futu realm. Next we are going to a city where countless evil demons gather.

If you don’t want to encounter a bride by a ghost demon again, you have to wait for a gentleman in this deserted temple.”

"Wait for a gentleman?"

The Nascent Soul of the Dayan Taoist Sect and the Morning Star Taoist Sect wanted to continue asking, but the Blood Paper Man ignored them and took the lead in taking Ji Liang into the deserted temple.

This deserted temple has only two yards in front and back, and there is a temple in the middle. A broken statue of the god sits cross-legged inside.

Late at night, a gust of wind chimes rang outside the deserted temple. Everyone looked out at the same time and saw a simple fortune teller slowly walking in.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the already dim candlelight in the temple seemed to become even darker the moment the fortune teller walked in.

"You're finally here."

The fortune teller looked at the blood paper man, his voice hoarse.

Everyone was surprised and wondered, did these two know each other?

The Blood Paper Man smiled, "No need to talk nonsense, have I brought what I want?"

The fortune teller smiled faintly, took out several bamboo joints from his sleeves and threw them to the blood paper man.

The blood paper man looked at the bamboo joints surrounded by yin energy, nodded with satisfaction, took out a purse and threw it to the other party.

The fortune teller did not take the money bag and let it fall to his feet. He looked at Fang Chen and others with a gloomy gaze.

"I haven't seen a masculine soul full of energy for a long time. I want to take one away."

The fortune teller smiled.

In addition to Ji Liang, several Nascent Souls looked a little surprised and suspicious.

The Blood Paper Man frowned, "You are breaking the rules. The transaction we made is one code and one code. You will leave quickly with the Yinshou Coin."

"You haven't come back for too long, and the rules have changed a long time ago. Since you don't want to give me a soul..."

The fortune teller laughed strangely: "Then I want it all."

As the words came to the ground, countless movements suddenly appeared outside the deserted temple, as if countless ghosts and monsters were flashing outside.

Ji Liang's eyes suddenly became solemn, and he looked at the Blood Paper Man.

"Don't be impatient."

The Blood Paper Man winked him and then walked towards the fortune teller:

"I haven't been back for a long time, but you are a mere peddler, may you still be a bandit? Have you forgotten what I used to be?"

As he spoke, the blood paper man was surrounded by yin energy, and the surging waves almost filled the entire temple.

The fortune teller seemed very weak in front of him, but he was not afraid at all, and there was still a strange smile on his face:

"When I saw you Yin soldiers before, my mere peddlers would naturally be careful, but thousands of years have passed, your Yin soldiers are dead and broken. In this Futu world, who else can you scare some small Yin demons?

I am not here alone today. You have also met Empress Ci on the way here. She is outside. If you dare to take action, you will be scattered immediately."

"Empress Ci? Is it the evil demon who was looking for someone to marry before?"

The blood paper man paused slightly.

"Immortal Ci heard that you were coming to find the legendary Yan Jun Daotong, and she was quite curious, so she wanted to see you."

The fortune teller smiled.

The Taoist sect of the Lord of Yan?

The Yuanying from the Innate Dao Sect and the Morning Star Dao Sect all looked at Ji Liang, and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Ji Liang's face changed repeatedly, and his eyes were fixed on the fortune teller:

"What is the Taoist throne of the Lord of Yan, I have never heard of it."

"Do you know what you are talking about? Yan Jun Daotong? How can my little ghost soldier be related to Yan Jun Daotong? The Queen Ci behind you is afraid she will misunderstand it."

The blood paper man said calmly.

At this moment, a burst of joyful noise suddenly came from outside. The previous group of brides slowly came to the temple. The female paper man in the sedan chair lifted the curtain, a smile appeared on her stiff face, and walked towards everyone step by step.

The fortune teller immediately showed a respectful look and turned around and bowed his head.

Fang Chen had been observing everything around him. From the first time he saw the bride-sending team, he felt something was wrong.

Now he has confirmed his guess that he cannot judge the cultivation level of this female paper man.

And the other party revealed Ji Liang's purpose of coming here in one word, which indirectly shows that her appearance was definitely not accidental.

"My strength in the underworld is comparable to that of the Immortal King in the World, but now I can't see through the strength of this female paper man...

Could she have the same cultivation level as the ancestor of the religion?”

Thinking of this, Fang Chen stood up well, without saying a word, and was not concerned about his own behavior.

The Blood Paper Man did not escape again this time, but looked at the female Paper Man in a wedding dress with fear.

The Yuanying from the Innate Dao Sect and the Morning Star Dao Sect subconsciously looked outside, wanting to see if fellow Daoist Chen from the Daoist Sect is there, but found that there were ghosts outside and did not see that fellow Daoist Chen.

"I have met Empress Ci."

Blood paper man bowed with fists.

The blush on Ci's cheek seemed to be shiny and flowed slowly. She looked at the blood paper man, and then smiled for a long time:

"I thought that more than 6,000 years ago, the Yin soldiers were completely dead. I didn't expect that there would be fish that escaped the net. It would be not easy for you to come back from the small underworld."

A small underworld?

Fang Chen's eyes moved slightly.

Before the blood paper man could speak, Empress Ci looked at Fang Chen again:

"Why should you hide your head and tail in the little underworld?"

Sun Traveler!?

Ji Liang and the Blood Paper Man were slightly shocked and looked at Fang Chen, their eyes full of surprise.
Chapter completed!