Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 330 Four Summer Singing Insects

   speechless all the way.

  Luo Jiutian stood by the quaint Dahongmen eagerly looking forward to it. Seeing his own motorcade approaching, he waved his hand enthusiastically.

  Hanging a huge plaque on the red door, the three characters "Xuan Ji Ju" glowed solemnly in the sunset.

   Inside and outside Luo's house, there is also a solemn atmosphere.

"There is only one person sent by the General Association, Qiao Nian," Luo Jiutian led a few people into the main hall, and said in a low voice, "Jasmine is okay. Although Qiao Nian hasn't woken up yet, My fate is saved anyway, and the biggest headache for my dad now is Wu Gengtian and Si Xia Ming Chong..."

   "Six summer Ming insects are also martial arts?" Qin Yin asked enthusiastically.

"Four Xia Ming Chong is similar to my Bayangshui, it is a faction passed down within the family," Luo Jiutian introduced, "My Bayangshui masters the study of geomancy and physique, the Nine Tans masters the practice of spiritual tide stripping, and the fifth watch the gods practice. To control foreign objects, the four summers sing insects, and what they practice is insects."

  "Bugs?!" Qin Yin's face wrinkled.

"Sixia people, there was a commensal worm when they were born," Luo Jiutian said with interest and became more and more eloquent. "The mortal worm can resonate four times, and each time it will have a fatal blow to the surroundings, but Siming After that, the life insects will leave their original masters and escape into the soil again, waiting for the next life to be born, while the Sixia people who have lost the life insects will die on the spot."

   "Hey," Qin Yin narrowed his eyes, "Isn't it true that you can only fight four times in a lifetime?"

"That's not true. The life insect is the trump card of the Sixia people. In addition to the life insects, the Sixia people also practice many insects. Generally, fights will not use the life insects." Luo Jiutian waved his hand, "but...Four The scale of Xia Ming Chong is indeed very small, and the inner yin is prosperous, and most of them are girls...So can you imagine what my dad was like when he was scolded?"

  "Why scold Uncle Luo?" Xiaolan followed Luo Jiutian, raising her leg and crossing a threshold as high as a calf.

  Luo Jiutian sighed, "Because... the encirclement and suppression of the King City was originally proposed by my father."

  A few people were a little surprised.

  When Lao Luo didn't fight, he looked like a Maitreya Buddha. Such Lao Luo would actually come up with such a domineering plan.

  The Daoist Chief was not surprised, "Is there a girl in the general meeting who has suffered?"

Luo Jiutian nodded, "Wang Shen's killing spread to foreigners, so when my father suggested, several other vice-associates immediately agreed. Sixia's eldest sister Hua was also one of the vice-associates, but ah... she scolded her. My dad scolded badly."

  Sister Hua?

  Ladybug?

   "It won't be..." Qin Yin muttered.

   "Not enough?" Luo Jiutian widened his eyes, "Wait later and see how the big sister Hua grabs my father's collar, you will know that it won't be possible."

   Soon, Sister Hua and Lao Luo, who was caught by the collar, appeared in front of them.

  To their surprise, Sister Hua is actually a young and beautiful woman.

  The woman is wearing a tight-fitting cheongsam with an orange-red background. The cheongsam is dotted with large black peonies. From a distance, it looks like a ladybug.

   "Patriarch Xiahua, please respect yourself..."

  Luo Luo, who was held in the palm of the hand by Sister Hua, waved his hand in a panic, and drew back, trembling for help from time to time.

   is really a scene that subverts people's cognition.

"How many little boys in my Four Summers, huh? This wave followed, and it was completely broken, and there was no even a statement. The murderer? Who is the murderer? Well, you guys ran out by yourself and took those of us. The little guy was thrown in Wangcheng, I think your old dog really owes a lesson!..."

   "Wow--" Qin Yin shook his head, "Old dog, this is so terrible..."

   Luo Jiutian cleared his throat unnaturally, "Uh...Although it sounds like cursing, it is actually my father's real name."

  A few people were dumbfounded.

   Luo... Old dog?

  No wonder Lao Luo insisted, just let them call themselves Lao Luo.

"Sister Hua!" When Luo Jiutian approached the room where the two of them were in, his voice immediately became sharp, and he hopped to the side of Sister Hua, put his hands on her arms, and blinked at her, "Sister Hua What's this? It's not good to be angry, so I might as well sit down...Ah!..."

  Sister Hua let go of Lao Luo and punched Luo Jiutian in the face.

  Lao Luo took this opportunity to slip away immediately, regardless of his son's life or death, and ran behind them in three steps and two steps.

   "Everyone is here, how are you on the road? Is the carriage stable?" I didn't forget to chat with them.

   "Okay, okay, safe, safe..." Several people nodded quickly like garlic.

Sister Hua looked at Luo Jiutian, who was holding her nose and tearful, shaking her arms, twisted her waist and walked to the tea table. Everyone noticed that there was still a chair sitting on the armchair on the right hand side of the tea table. A seven or eight-year-old boy, seeing Sister Hua approaching, the little boy hurriedly put down the cake ball in his hand, and sat in distress and looked at Sister Hua.

The shadow of Sister Hua enveloped the boy. The boy pinched his knees with both hands, shaking with fear.

  The little boy was wearing ordinary sweater and jeans, but there was a pair of slippers on his feet. When Sister Hua approached, his feet stiffened and his slippers were scared.

   "Okay," Sister Hua said, squeezed out of her teeth, "Fighting the day before sending you out to deal with me."

   "No...No," the little boy leaned back nervously, "Master and brothers really can't get away. Only then did Miaozhen handle the affairs of the juniors, Miaozhen..."

  Qin Yin whispered, "This little guy is from the fifth watch?!"

  Lao Luo smiled secretly, "Miss Qin Yin, I don’t know Miao is really young, he is already one of the seven gods of the five watch days."

  Xiaolan still remembers Luo Jiutian’s introduction, that Jiaotian is a third-order capable person of Wugengtian, and he has become a person of Jiaotian, who can control the spirit and enter the state of transformation.

  At this wonderful young age, he has such magical powers.

  But at this moment, Xiaolan does not envy, but sympathizes.

"I won't make things difficult for you five watch days and Luo Family," Sister Hua said, straightening her back and looking down at Miaozhen, "As long as you can find out that Ye Bai and hand him over, everything else is easy to say, people I can’t resurrect from the dead, so I just want a saying, it’s not too much."

   "This matter..." Luo Jiutian came out again, pinching his nose, causing a high-pitched voice, "This matter is definitely not the result of Ye Bai!"

  After seeing Sister Hua’s expression, Luo Jiutian quickly jumped behind Xiaolan.

   "I use my character as a guarantee," he patted his chest, "If this is really Ye Bai's dryness, I will pay you my head."

  "Miaozhen can also be borne by character..."

  Sister Hua’s eyes pierced sharply, so Miaozhen swallowed the last word straight away.

   Then, that charming and sharp eyes pricked at him.

  To be precise, it is a group of them.

Sister Hua's eyes flew, and everyone in her sight seemed to be attacked indiscriminately.

   "Who are you again?"

  (End of this chapter)