Chapter 4272 Fake Believers

"I said boy, you are impatient, don't you, don't you know that pirates are looking for you on the streets?"

Di Yang Qingfeng had a headache on his face.

Ye Lingyue was meditating. Seeing that it was already dark, the little boy started to get restless.

This inn is in a good location, close to Suzaku Street.

After nightfall, the voices of people on the street and the aroma of various delicacies floating from time to time made the greedy worms in the stomach of the little boy restless.

He knew that Ye Lingyue wouldn't let him go out, so he deliberately transformed into a "Bobo" and was about to slip out, but was stopped by Diyang Qingfeng.

"How can a pirate recognize me like this?"

The little boy disagreed.

He imitated the appearance of the dry grandmother vividly.

"You don't even look at your own looks, with pink hair, natural curls, a loli face, and a sister Yu's figure, how can you not be a normal person. When we came back, how many people were staring at you. ."

Di Yang Qingfeng had never seen such an unconscious person.

Bo Bo is not a peerless beauty, but she is definitely an eye-catching little beauty.

The young boy obviously didn't realize this.

"Are you coveting my beauty? Let me tell you, my godfather is very powerful. One look can kill you. Anyway, don't try to stop me tonight."

The little boy snorted.

"Are you going out?"

Ye Lingyue walked out.

Seeing Ye Lingyue, Di Yang Qingfeng winked at her as if he had seen a savior.

"Come and persuade, this kid, I can't handle it."

"You might as well go to the night market, but Qingfeng is right, you can't go like this."

Ye Lingyue also noticed Xiaoyu's expression before she reacted.

Bo Bo's appearance, Xiao Yu and some people are recognizable.

Moreover, Bo Bo Gan Niang is quite charming, and she always attracts the attention of people around her unconsciously. In this regard, Di Yang Qingfeng's worry is not unreasonable.

"It's not like this, what is it like?"

The little boy wondered.

After a while, two people walked out of the inn.

"Two guest officers, are you going to the night market?"

The shop assistant said with a diligent expression.

But when he saw the expressions of the two guests in front of him, the smile on his face froze.

In front of him are two male guests with very different styles.

One of them, like a young gentleman, looks handsome, but his face is a bit strange at the moment.

As for the male guest beside him, he was taller.

His facial features are very handsome, but they are combined together, but it gives people an indescribable sense of oppression.

He was unsmiling, and the corner of his mouth was always pursed into a cold line.

But the most bizarre thing was that the man who looked very individual actually took the hand of the handsome man beside him.

"Come on, you are so slow, the night market is about to end."

The unsmiling male guest grumbled.

"I shouldn't have promised to come out with you."

Diyang Qingfeng was half helpless, half vomiting blood and stared at the little boy beside him.

"You can go to the night market if you want, just right, I also plan to ask you to inquire about Secretary Kunlun, but you can't become Bo Bo, you have to become Bo Bo's husband, Ming Ri."

Ye Lingyue's request was only one, and the little boy naturally agreed in order to be able to breathe out.

He also didn't pay attention to Di Yang Qingfeng's expression that life is worse than death, Gu Zi walked through the crowd and walked towards Suzaku Street.

In the inn, Ye Lingyue, whose ears were clean again, took out the Buddha statue of the Miaofa Tianzun.

Only by supporting Diyang Qingfeng and Xiao Xiaojuan can she contact the witch god without obstacles.

So far, only Ye Lingyue knows about the existence of the witch god.

She can't reveal this trump card to others for the time being.

According to Chen Xiangzi's statement, Ye Lingyue began to incorporate the power of thought into the statue.

The small statue was soon filled with Ye Lingyue's thought power.

"Witch God, I'm Ye Lingyue, I have something to contact you. After you sense my spiritual sense, you must come quickly."

When Ye Lingyue merged into the power of thought, she repeatedly meditated in her heart.

She didn't know whether her thoughts could be conveyed to the witch god.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, time passed like water, but the witch god who should have appeared never appeared.

"Could it be that because it's in Cangshan City, even the witch gods can't enter?"

Ye Lingyue was a little nervous.

In the middle of the night, the statue of the Miaofa Tianzun remained unchanged.

The witch god did not show up.

But Ye Lingyue didn't plan to just give up.

She thought about it for a while, and suddenly thought of Chen Xiangzi's reminder.

"Leaving our abandoned city, it will be more difficult to see the Miaofa Tianzun. But if you are pious enough, the Miaofa Tianzun will still come. You must express that you are the most devout believer."

Ye Lingyue was a little helpless.

She is not a believer of the witch god at all.

But in order to draw out the witch god, she had to change her strategy.

"Miaofa Tianzun is on top, the faithful woman Ye Lingyue wants to pay respects to Miaofa Tianzun."

Ye Lingyue meditated silently.

Read it until the third time.

Suddenly, a black light flickered on the exquisite Miaofa Tianzun statue.

The closed eyes of the statue suddenly opened.

Those were a pair of blue eyes, and when they saw Ye Lingyue, there was still some surprise in the bottom of those eyes.

"Why is it you again? I clearly heard the prayers of my followers."

The witch god said coldly.

When he saw Ye Lingyue, he knew that there was nothing good.

Ye Lingyue couldn't help but pouted.

This witch god is really very protective of his shortcomings. Only the voice of his own followers can be heard?

However, Ye Lingyue was a little surprised that the witch god was able to enter Cangshan City.

Xu Shi guessed what Ye Lingyue was thinking, and the witch god sneered coldly.

"I know what you're thinking. Do you think the restraint of the tomb keeper here can stop me?"

Gravekeeper?

Ye Lingyue's heart moved.

She remembered that Yin Kun said that the patron saints of the old Kunlun site were also divided into three, six, and nine ranks.

The level of the tomb keeper is much higher than that of the patron saints like Chen Ri and Shui Feng.

She did not expect that Lord Cangshan was a tomb keeper.

"You mean, Cangshan-Jun's ban doesn't work for you? But last time, you clearly said that the ban on the old Kunlun site is very strong. You only have a certain period of time, a few days, when your divine sense can be used. sneak into."

Ye Lingyue remembered it very clearly.

"This time and the other. The last time was a few months ago, this time is a few months later. You don't know, let alone the old Kunlun site, even outside the old Kunlun site. In the past few months, a lot has happened. thing."

The witch god sneered.

The old Kunlun site at that time was indeed like an iron barrel, but the old Kunlun site today is a broken wooden barrel with a piece of wood shorter than it used to be!