Egret, who was having breakfast with Zhui Bing and others, raised his eyes and looked at Hongtong standing at the door. The corner of his mouth twitched for a while, and seven days passed in a flash.

Three days ago, he originally wanted to go to Feng Lianwu and ask about Huo Ning.

But on the way, she met Hongtong, who was competing with Bai Qian in martial arts. She just accidentally said "too slow", and Hongtong muttered that he wanted to compete with her.

With no other choice, the two fought together.

The two of them flew on the eaves together. The egret was about to kick Hongtong, but Hongtong stepped on the edge of the eaves and almost fell down.

At that time, the egret naturally reached out and grabbed Hongtong's hand. With a twist, it held Hongtong's hand and hugged Hongtong into his arms.

After that, Hongtong ran towards her from time to time.

Even the care for the egret has reached the level of meticulousness.

…

"Five Ghost Festival, what is that?"

Xiaoyu opened her light red watery eyes, obviously very interested in the Five Ghost Festival.

"Five Ghost Festival is a festival that has been passed down from ancient times. It is said that on this day, everyone will dress up as a ghost and scare people on the street. In the end, they will judge who is the bravest and who is the timid. The brave one will

There will be rewards, and there will be punishment for those who are timid.”

Hongtong patiently explained to Xiaoyu. After she finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes and smiled at the egret, "Master Wuming, do you want to go? I think you are bored staying in Feng Palace."

"That's right, I'll wash my hair before going." Bailu raised his hand and rubbed his long silver hair.

Her red smiling eyes were like crescent moons, and she said: "The Five Ghost Festival has begun. Mr. Wuming, you go and play first. Put your head here. I will bring it to you after I wash it."

As soon as Hongtong finished speaking, all eyes were focused on her.

Egret looked at the innocent smile on Hongtong's face, and the corners of her eyes and mouth twitched crazily.

Put your head here and bring it to yourself after washing? Can you still take it back?

After reacting, Hongtong's cheeks turned red. She raised her eyes to look at Xiaoyu's horrified gaze, coughed dryly and smiled.

"Forget it, I won't wash it anymore, let's go. If I really want to wash it for you, I think I'll just go to the King of Hell and ask him to wash it for me." Bailu raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

Egret had just stood up when he heard a voice in his mind, "Egret, you want to wash your hair? Throw your head here, I will let Shura wash it for you later and send it back."

Listening to the serious voice of the King of Hell coming from the telescope, the corners of the egret's mouth twitched a few times.

Today, everyone is disgusted with her head...

When Yama was lying on the chair and talking, Shura opened the door and walked in.

Looking at the smoke that was talking to Egret, he added with a serious face, "Egret, I can help you take a bath."

I saw rows of black lines falling down the egret's forehead.

Clenching his hands tightly, the egret roared in his heart: "Fuck you."

"King of Hell, help me check the life and death records of Qing Shalan and Ximen Xue to see if their souls have been taken away by Black and White Wuchang."

Half closing his eyes, the egret clenched his hands slightly, and countless cells in his body seemed to start to swim.

Starting from Wu Duan Cliff, she had hope for Qing Shalan's life and then despaired.

The same is true in the Sunset Desert. After having hope, there is despair.

Now that there is hope again, is it despair again?
Chapter completed!