Inside the main city of Lausanne.

The restored main building of the city looks completely new.

A small courtyard north of the city's main palace was used as a temporary cell.

Lan Chuchu was detained there.

"Do you want to see Master Wu Wu?"

After Lan Chuchu was imprisoned, she thought Ye Lingyue would torture her in every possible way. Ye know, Ye Lingyue just imprisoned her, even Ye Lingguang wanted to torture Lan Chuchu secretly, but Ye Lingyue stopped him. Too.

When Ye Lingyue came to find her alone, Lan Chuchu thought Ye Lingyue was finally going to use lynching. How do you know that Ye Lingyue just asked to see the witch god.

Who knows, Ye Lingyue just opened the cell and walked in.

Lan Chuchu's hands and feet were trapped by a special shackle, and her bone rod was also taken away.

Ye Lingyue came here but brought that bone staff.

"Yes, I have something to ask him. I know, you can reach him."

Ye Lingyue said lightly.

"Why should I contact you, Ha ha, Ye Lingyue, don't you be afraid, I took advantage of this opportunity to let Lord Wu God clean you up."

Lan Chuchu sneered.

"If you remember correctly, you are his slave, not he is your slave."

Ye Lingyue glanced at Lan Chuchu. Lan Chuchu gritted his teeth in anger, but was powerless to refute.

Lord Wujin did things and always played cards unreasonably.

And his temper is very grumpy.

Especially during this time, Lord Wujin's temper is more uncertain, as if he had taken gunpowder.

Xi Jiuye broke up with him several times and almost fell over.

Lan Chuchu has troubled him several times. Last time, he warned before leaving. In the future, Lan Chuchu would not be allowed to summon him casually. Otherwise, he would definitely make Lan Chuchu look good.

Lan Chuchu had seen the witch god deal with the disobedient hell grievances, and their final ending was worse than the direct destruction.

They were covered with ghost maggots, and tortured for thousands of years in painful wailing.

Therefore, Lan Chuchu did not dare to summon the witch god casually.

Especially, for the sake of one's own self-interest, summon the witch god.

"You want to die, I don't want to die yet, I won't help you find Lord Wu Wu."

Lan Chuchu closed his eyes and didn't want to ignore Ye Lingyue.

"You can't help you. If you don't summon, I will control you with Netherweave and make you have to obey. I just returned from the vast Federation of Trade Unions. From there, I got an inscription and carved it on people. And will leave indelible marks. I think you do n’t want your only physical body to become more ugly. "

The snake hits seven inches. For a person like Lan Chuchu, Ye Lingyue knows best how to touch her pain.

Sure enough, Ye Lingyue said so, Lan Chuchu's face changed greatly.

"Ye Lingyue! Do you dare! You are a malicious woman!"

"To each other, when you cut me through thousands of times, I was afraid that I would have today? Goddess?"

Ye Lingyue smiled harmlessly, and Lan Chuchu's teeth clenched.

"Even if I really want to summon, Lord Wujin may not appear."

Lan Chuchu deflated and admitted his life.

No one knows Ye Lingyue's terrible place better than Lan Chuchu.

She said that if she did it, she would surely die.

"Tell him to let Xiao Lin go, otherwise, not to mention the Nine Nether Hell, that is, Shangqiangbi falls Huangquan, and I also pull him out."

Ye Lingyue said coldly.

Xin Lin, in the hands of the witch god.

This is what Ye Lingyue discovered recently.

Xiao Lin has been missing for a while.

It stands to reason that she should have returned to thirty-three days earlier.

Every time Ye Lingyue contacts her, she flashes her words.

But several times, especially last time, when Ye Lingyue was in distress, Xin Lin promptly reminded her of the existence of the witch god.

Ye Lingyue wanted to come afterwards and realized that Xiao Lin might have fallen into the hands of a witch god for some reason.

She was very guilty. If it were not for her own sake, how could Xiao Lin suffer so much.

It is not surprising that Xiao Lin now has no flesh and is the life of the evil spirits of the hundredth century. He fell into the Nine Nether Hell.

She must take Xiao Lin back and find her body again for her.

But you can contact the magic of the witch god, Ye Yesi did not know, only by the help of Lan Chuchu.

Even if Ye Lingyue is not willing to cooperate with Lan Chuchu.

Lan Chuchu's eyes widened, and his old face was full of disbelief.

"You, you dare to threaten Lord Wu Wu!"

This woman is crazy, can't she know how terrible the witch god is.

As long as Lord Wujin returns for thirty-three days, no one will be his opponent for the entire thirty-three days.

"You are responsible for spreading the word. Other things have nothing to do with you."

Ye Lingyue said directly.

"I'm only responsible for spreading the word for you. Do you want to see you, or what Xiaolin is there? I can't guarantee it."

Lan Chuchu hesitated and agreed.

The witch god is her last hope.

Ye Lingyue's woman did not know what tricks to use to restrain her witch power.

She must think of herself and get out first.

Ye Lingyue opened Lan Chuchu's hand and foot cuffs. Lan Chuchu moved his hands and feet and took over her bone staff. At this time, the cold light flashed in her eyes.

The bone stick in Lan Chuchu's hand was raised sharply and aimed at Ye Lingyue.

A black light shot directly at Ye Lingyue's heart.

I know Ye Lingyue was already prepared, pinched a Buddhist tactic in his hand, and chanted the scripture in his mouth.

A golden light flashed around her.

Ye Lingyue's body surface is like a gold coating.

The black light bounced out and hit directly at Lan Chuchu. Her body was suddenly lifted up and hit hard on the ground.

"You ... you obviously have no power. Why ..."

Lan Chuchu's face was unbelievable, the dog crawled up and up.

"Lan Chuchu, there is no second time. Either summon the witch god, or I will use the sutra to overdo you. You also know that now you, the fear of the sutra exceeds everything else.

Ye Lingyue's body was dazzling with golden light.

The recitation of the Buddhist scriptures in her mouth caused Lan Chuchu to have a headache. The golden light released from her body even made Lan Chuchu unable to open her eyes.

Witch power is very powerful.

Unfortunately, it comes from the dark world.

This kind of force that is tolerated by the heavens and the earth, orthodox force, can be said to be fatal.

"Enough, enough, I summon the witch god, and I summon it. Don't read it anymore."

Lan Chuchu curled up in a begging for mercy.

The mysterious power of Ye Lingyue, to Lan Chuchu, is like the white snow under the scorching sun, which will make Lan Chuchu feel kind at any time, and she will be baked.

Ye Lingyue stopped reciting Vajra Prajna Sutra.

Lan Chuchu Gouyan was panting, touching the bone stick, and climbing up, she was not reconciled, and began to chant the words used for the sacrifice. She only hoped that Lord Wu God was in a good mood today, willing to appear.