Chapter 46： Choice (1/2)

羡 Li Xianyu saw the face of the woman in front of her. She was cold and arrogant, her eyes were sharp, her skin was deceiving and she was bright and tall.

”Sister?” He opened his mouth to shout, but made a sound.

The uncle woman reached out his hand expressionlessly. The hand was about to touch Li Xianyu moment. Suddenly it seemed like he had touched a hot soldering iron, and screamed and retracted his hand.

The national emblem of Li Xianyu hanging on his chest exuded hot temperatures. The higher the national emblem temperature, the more fierce the grieving spirits. With such a scorching heat, Li Xianyu's consciousness seemed to get rid of some kind of control, the body shook, and the dilated pupils returned to focus. With clear eyes.

At the same time, her eyes became hot, and the spiritual stress turned on. The older sister changed her face, her face quickly paled, the paleness of the dead pork, the moist Phoenix Eyes became cataracts, and her lips became blue. She was shabby in red and shameless.

Before he died, his sister Shuiling became a ghost in red.

Li Xianyu: Σ (っ ° Д °;) っ

羡 Li Xianyu was startled, and 踉跄 backed away. In his consciousness, he had a dream just now, dreaming that his sister came to him. It was just a reaction now, not a dream, but a grudge.

How could there be a grudge in the apartment, and why did he come to hook him?

Is it because I am handsome?

I was puzzled in my heart, Li Xianyu kept running and turned around. After a few steps, the bare feet were caught by something.

Familiar taste, familiar recipe!

Li Xianyu turned his head with a pale face and grabbed him with a bare foot. A child was squatting on the ground with his hands around his feet. When Li Xianyu turned around, the child also looked up, pale and pale. On the small face, the eyes are two black holes, and the eyes seem to be buckled by life.

”Catch you.” The child grinned, his teeth white.

Li Xianyu: (#? Д?)

His scalp was numb and he just wanted to call San Wu for help. He protruded a large blood-red hand from the corridor on the 19th floor and covered it.

Like the giant palm grabbing Li Xianyu's waist and pulling him out of the eighteenth-floor corridor, Li Xianyu soared in the clouds, and in the sight, the lights in the distance flashed over. When he landed, he found himself already Standing on the top floor of the apartment.

The night sky is vast and far away, the end of the line of sight, and the lights are endless.

A few meters behind him, there was an old man and a young man. The young man dragged a bronze little tripod in his hand and looked at him with a burning eye. The old man had a scar on his left eye that destroyed his eyes, and the remaining right eye squinted, staring at Li Xianyu.

大 The big hand broke into hundreds of deadly dissatisfied spirits, and fell behind the young man, apparently under his control. A pair of cataracts looked at Li Xianyu steadily.

Li Xianyu, who stood on the edge of the rooftop, shouted, ”You, who are you?”

有 He was afraid of heights, standing on the edge of the rooftop, his heart beating, but he didn't dare to take a step inside.

Shen Mengzi didn't answer, looked at him for a moment, disdain: ”This generation of the Li family is really a waste without foundation.”

One-eyed old man said: ”Li Wuxiang fell behind, Wushuang War Spirit was sealed in the black water spirit beads. This boy has been under the supervision and protection of the Dao Buddha Association since he was young. He has never touched the **** world. A few days ago, the family arranged a hidden stake in Shanghai. It is reported that Wushuang War Spirit reappears in the world. It is also his Li family's bad luck that happened to open at the Pantheon. Otherwise, after more than ten or twenty years, the blood community may have another tricky rising star. ”

Shen Meng opened his right hand, and when the air was flowing, he inhaled Li Xianyu into his palm, pinched his neck, and cried, ”So for us, the best opportunity is now, as long as he is in his hand, The War Soul of War is under our control. ”

”Did you bring something out of the Pantheon for my dad ghost, or the address of the Pantheon?” Li Xianyu cautiously.

Xun Shenmeng saw the fear in the eyes of this young man, like a little elk who was thrown by a tiger, with timidity and caution.