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Chapter 172 Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu

Ruan Ling held the little fox and took advantage of the dim night to the land temple in Wuliu Village.

She hasn't been here since the last time she was snatched away by Hua Hanxiang.

It was dark and the craftsmen were all home.

It was quiet all around.

Although the outside of the Tudi Temple is still in a mess, the Tudi Temple itself has changed a lot.

The area is more than three or four times larger than in the past. The high threshold, the best solid wood beams, the eaves are flying in a slanted, and the red paint outside the wall is half painted.

Walking inside, the main hall is open and grand. Apart from the empty statues on it, the rest of the carvings are exquisitely carved, and the patterns drawn are also extremely exquisite.

This surprised Ruan Ling a little.

I didn't expect that the ancients' artistic methods were already so superb.

She went around and expressed her satisfaction with her new residence.

These villagers' craftsmen were really grateful for their kindness.

But the statue of the god was not prepared, and no villagers came to worship and burn incense for the time being.

She sat cross-legged on the divine table, and was bored, so she began to practice.

Logically speaking, a little god like her can use several small spells.

But she has been too lazy to practice.

Anyway, it won't be used.

She started practicing, such as riding the clouds.

She can fly, but compared to riding the cloud, she is just flapping her wings with her rooster for dozens of meters.

The guiyun is more advanced and it is not that easy to learn.

She studied it with concentration for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so she opened her eyes.

The little fox lies at her feet, bathing in the range of divine powers, erecting his ears and his eyes shiny slightly.

"Why haven't this dead woman come yet?" Ruan Ling stroked the little fox's soft hair and said to herself.

She and Hua Hanxiang made an appointment to come here to practice together.

With Hua Hanxiang's current situation, it will take a long time to condense the divine nature.

It is not so easy for mortals to become immortals.

However, if she had her help, it would be twice the result with half the effort.

After waiting for a long time, I could not see the shadow of Hua Hanxiang.

I don’t know if this dead woman has been hooked up with a man again.

Ruan Ling felt like a big fool.

So she stood up, jumped off the divine desk, and led the little fox to go back.

Two people floated in at the door.

She stopped.

One of them is tall and thin, wearing a white dress, handsome face, smiling, with a pointed hat on his head, and it says "Get wealth in your life."

The one behind is a tall, cold man in black, wearing black clothes, and a hat on his head, with the words "Peace in the World" written on it.

This outfit, this look.

Ruan Ling stood there and was silent for a while.

The man in white smiled and said, "I'm here to Xie Bi'an."

The man in black said coldly: "Fan is not saved."

Ruan Ling nodded: "I know."

The legendary famous black and white impermanence.

No one knows.

But the real names of these two people are not known.

After all, most of the time, it is impossible for living people to see them.

Xie Bi'an, who was dressed in white, had a gentle voice, gentle and polite voice: "May I ask, are you the local land god, Miss Ruan Ling?"

"Yes." Ruan Ling said.

"That's good." Xie Bi'an said with a smile, "Miss Ruan must know what we are going to do."

"Please let me tell you."
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