Fengyao just stood in the middle of the people spitting and throwing dirt. Her white clothes were not stained with any stains, but her face was branded with deep scars. Her eyebrows were tightly knitted and her lips were light and flat. The eyes were spinning but could not fall down for a long time.
But Han Ying, who was being pestered by the old bustard, only realized it now. Through the old bustard's round and chubby body, she saw Fengyao who was being bullied by people, and pushed the old bustard away with great force. He had to throw him onto his back, so he ignored it and rushed to Fengyao's side to block the incoming dirt for him.
However, Hanying's small body was tangible, so she would inevitably encounter a real blow when she stood in front of Fengyao. In an instant, her face was splashed with soup and oil stains, which made her furious: "You fools, stop it all!" ! Otherwise I won’t be polite to you!”
She had been taught not to abuse magic power against mortals who had no power to bind a chicken, but right now, how could these mortals be so weak? He clearly wanted to beat Feng Yao to death! Han Ying's defense not only failed to work, but also aroused stronger public indignation: "Associating with ghosts is not a good thing, gentlemen and sisters, give me a hard blow!"
Then another wave of unexpected attacks forced Han Ying to twist her fingers and cast a spell, but Feng Yao held her wrist and stopped her: "Forget it, they can't hit me anyway."
Han Ying was furious: "Then look at me! My face, body... oh, it's killing me! If I don't teach these fools a lesson now, I will be a useless piece of shit!"
Such a poisonous curse forced Fengyao to let her go. He would rather have her break the rules of heaven and attack a mortal than turn into a piece of shit when the curse was fulfilled.
Han Ying had already formed a seal on her hand, protecting herself and Feng Yao within a barrier. The rotten vegetable leaves and wine dregs that were constantly spilled were blocked from the invisible barrier and fell feebly along a round arc. With the mess all over the place, everyone in the hall couldn't help but feel a little timid. This big guy seemed to have been bullied for nothing, but the little guy was not easy to mess with. He really had a lot of trouble!
When Han Ying saw that they had stopped their offensive for a moment, she wanted to reason innocently: "I'm telling you! Bullying us will not end well. I advise you to immediately apologize to me... my friend Prince Fox! Otherwise, I want you to Each and every one of them died beautifully!"
"What does a ghost have to apologize for!" After a moment of silence, the crowd burst out with a weak complaint.
"That's right! Ghosts are harmful to people!" Then an even more indignant roar once again aroused the flame in the hearts of the crowd that is easy to burn and easy to put out -
"That's right, ghosts always harm people in the dark, making our lives miserable. Today we will catch the ghosts!"
“Not only do we have to catch ghosts, we also have to get rid of them!”
"Dream him with water and burn him with fire!"
"Crush the ghost into pieces!"
"Let ghosts never be reincarnated!"
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Unexpectedly, Han Ying didn't expect that these tough guys would either not explode or explode. Just as he was about to explain, Fengyao behind him sighed in a low voice, endlessly sad: "It turns out that I'm really dead... It turns out that I'm really a ghost. Woolen cloth… "
Previously, Han Ying had repeatedly told her that the noble prince of the Fox Clan, His Highness Feng Yao, was dead. It wasn't that he didn't believe it, but he just hadn't accepted it yet and was unwilling to admit it. Even though he had shamelessly teased him that he was dead and that he should have nothing to do with it. Wu Gua, Xiaoxiao and unrestrained, but she is clearly resisting in her heart. Right now, at this moment, when everyone is pointing at her nose and calling herself a hateful ghost, Feng Yao can no longer deceive herself into believing that living is no longer a A kind of extravagant wish, that I am indeed dead, dead completely, so dead that even a demon-looking mirror in the human world can give me a clear answer, dead, just dead, no negotiation, no escape!
Han Ying looked back and met his side face that was full of sorrow and could not hide its melancholy. She suddenly felt heartbroken and a little scared. Then she turned around and scolded those stupid mortals: "He didn't hurt you! Why do you treat him like this! I Let me tell you! He is not a ghost! He is the prince of the Fox Clan who protects you from many sufferings in the human world! He is your patron saint! If you don’t kneel down and kowtow to him three times, and you repeatedly insult him and scold him, you are even taking action. If you hurt him, where is your conscience?"
The crowd was stunned into silence for another moment.
"The lies are misleading! This little girl is in the same group as him. She may also be a demon or a ghost. We are not afraid. We want to get rid of the ghosts!" In the silence, discordant sounds broke out again.
Then there was another noisy echo, ready to move and eager to try.
Han Ying was even more impulsive to kick those brainless mortals out of the four realms. But just as she was about to wave her foot, the barrier behind her shook for a moment, and Feng Yao actually walked out!
"Where are you going?" Han Ying asked urgently, fearing that his current defense ability would not be able to withstand the double blow to his spirit and body from the crowd.
"I can't communicate with them. I want to go back to Taoyao Valley."
He kept saying that he wanted to go back to Taoyao Valley again and again. At this moment, Han Ying realized instantly: He was so helpless that he could not find himself again, so he insisted on going back to the place where he grew up, with a The injured little beast was so bullied outside that he remained silent until he returned to his cave, then he refused to lick his wounds or shed tears that were already so full that his eyes were about to burst. He couldn't help it, he just wanted to heal himself, make himself strong, and find himself again in his own territory.
But today, whoever brought him out will be responsible for healing him! Thinking of this, Han Ying pulled him back, and before people rushed over to catch and fight the ghosts indiscriminately, he waved his arms and the force generated by the shattered barrier hit everyone's body. On the body, they instantly stopped their movements, froze their whole bodies, and remained frozen in place in various postures. Only one pair of eyes could see that the people in the room were as unable to move as themselves.
Fengyao looked at a room full of fossilized people and Hanying who was busy closing doors and windows, and asked in surprise: "What do you want to do?"
"I just said, if they don't apologize to you, I will let them all die beautifully!" After Hanying closed the last window in the flower bush to isolate the hustle and bustle outside, she walked slowly to Fengyao, She took his hand and first came to the old bustard who was still lying on his back at the door. Then he retracted his little paws in the air and jumped into his hand without making a sound. He said hello, leaned over and took the pen and waved it wildly at the old bustard's face covered with vulgar powder: "You! You were the one who lured us in with your greed first. Please apologize to our family Yaoyao!"
The madam felt the cold and sticky ink spreading on her face. She was so angry that she hesitated, and her expression was so painful that she bit her lips and refused to speak. (To be continued)