monk family

Chapter 932
Ray's house.

A hidden little cave.

"puff!"

Xiu, a beautiful woman who was meditating, suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

She frowned.

After counting with his right hand for a while, he smiled charmingly:
"Banned?"

"Unbelievable!"

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Red Ridge Mountains.

The floating island in the center of the colorful pagoda.

now.

There are only Mr. Fu and Mrs. Xingshen in the meeting hall.

Saintess compared to before.

Seemed to be three inches shorter.

There was no blood on his face.

She shook her head apologetically, and said solemnly:

"Old man, the Lightning Lightning Curse on Si Lei has merged with his lifeline. Si Lei is neither a man nor a curse. Now he is an indestructible body. For this Lightning Lightning Curse, I have used the power of the ninth floor of the Star God Altar. It cannot be wiped out, although it is banned now, but it is temporary, we still have to find a way to solve it quickly, otherwise."

otherwise.

All the luck of the Fu family will be plundered.

Mr. Fu didn't expect the saint to be helpless.

He frowned slightly.

After pondering for a while, he said:
"If Eleven's third uncle is allowed to take action, can the Thunder Light Curse be lifted?"

"no!"

The saint shook her head decisively.

The reason why she only talks with Mr. Fu naturally has another meaning:
"Old man, the person who cast the Thunder Light Curse must be at least a Nascent Soul cultivator. If you want to get rid of it, you must have a monk who is at least Nascent Soul level, and this person needs to know ancient witchcraft."

This.
The highest cultivation level of their Fu family is Mr. Fu, but he is thousands of miles away from Yuan Ying, let alone a monk who knows ancient witchcraft.Mr. Fu was at his wit's end, but saw the saint staring at him with blazing eyes. He turned his head, and a person suddenly sounded, and he narrowed his eyes vigilantly.

"Old man, just now I made a fortune in the temple, and now only eleven can solve our Fu family's plight. We need to contact her as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late."

The saint is very calm.

Finished.

She bid farewell and returned to the Star God Temple.

During this period of time, there must be a steady stream of blood and flesh sacrifices from monsters, and at the same time, she needs to sit on the altar, otherwise the ban on Fu Silei will be broken in an instant.

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After the saint left.

Mr. Fu sat dryly in the meeting hall for a while.

Sighed silently.

He patted the storage bag with his right hand, and in a flash of sunlight, a message tree was revealed. This message tree was specially given to Fu Shishi when he was in the tree house in the desert, just in case Fu Shiyi When traveling to other places, the two can communicate with each other.

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desert.

Qiaoling Mountain.

In a hidden cave, Fu Shishihu, who was meditating cross-legged, opened his eyes and slapped the storage bag. The sun flashed, and a message tree floated into the air, and a message leaf flashed on it. A string of text flashes quickly:
"The family is in trouble, and I need to find a Nascent Soul monk who understands ancient witchcraft. It is extremely urgent!"

"Sorry, Eleven!"

The aura faded away.

Fu Shishi frowned tightly.

Even if Mr. Fu didn't say where the disaster came from, she vaguely guessed it.

In the altar of Baimeng Hall, the Lei family had suffered such a big loss, and they definitely wouldn't let it go.

Fu Shixi quickly wrote on the message leaf:
"Grandfather, I will return to Mangzhou as soon as possible!"

"Do not worry"

"I already have a candidate."

Putting the message tree back into the storage bag, Fu Shiyi looked back at a glowing red fire cocoon in the eye hole. After Xiao Huang swallowed the companion spirit grass of the fire god beast from the bottom of the volcano at the place of the altar, he formed a cocoon. Became a fire cocoon, apparently in evolution:

"Xiao Huang, we are going on our way, so please forgive me."

(End of this chapter)