Chapter 1203

Standing in the middle of the street, Gu jiuci shook his head in silence.

"Don't worry. They're all gods."

The youth stands by Gu jiuci's side, the light opens the lip.

"Yes, I can find my way back in the end."

Gu jiuci echoed Huo Mingche's words and didn't take them to heart.

At this time, she and the youth's side, gradually gathered many girls. Gu jiuci immediately understood that even though she and brother Che were wearing a hat veil, they forgot to hide their body shape, temperament and voice.

They stand in the crowd, still very conspicuous, the town's women have been more open, brave to express their love. Thinking of this, Gu jiuci looked around. Before the crowd increased, he immediately pulled Huo Mingche into the theater next to him.

"Brother Che, let's run!"

The girl's ethereal voice rings in the ear. Huo Mingche looks down at the girl's hand holding his wrist.

At the moment, he doesn't need to think about everything. He just needs to follow the girl and run away in the crowd. She is his lamp.

It's a good feeling.

When they rushed into the theater, they found a shadow play on the small stage. Gu jiuci skillfully threw a silver melon seed to the second, who immediately took them to choose the best position and gave them some fruits and tea.

At the moment, there is a classic "white lady" on the stage.

"Fahai! Xu Xian and I really love each other. Why do you obstruct me

In the light and shadow of the lamp, Fahai opened his mouth coldly.

"Bold snake demon, you disobey the way of heaven. This is a disaster to Xu Xian. Don't you know the truth of human demon's different ways?"

"The way of the demon? Who made the rules?!! What's the reason for that

On the stage, the white snake's bloody question made her heart tremble. She subconsciously covered her heart.

The boy immediately noticed the change of little fox and looked at her.

"It's just drama."

"Is it just a play?"

Gu jiuci lenglengleng's rhetorical question Huo Mingche.

"Who set the rules for the different ways of human demons? Son of prophecy, who set the rules? Is it a rule that all living beings can't break? Is there really nothing wrong with heaven? "

The pupil of the boy shrinks, and the law of heaven has been fixed for millions of years, and no one has ever questioned him like this.

At this time, the stage just played the white lady, the water flooded the golden mountain, and was finally suppressed under the Leifeng Tower.

Gu jiuci frowned impatiently.

"I don't want to see it anymore. It's not a good play at all."

"Go out for a walk."

Huo Mingche looked at the girl and immediately got up and proposed.

"Well."

Gu jiuci nodded and obediently followed the young man behind him. Huo Mingche, who was full of joy, opened the way in front of her. She was able to come and go freely in this bustling crowd.

Taking advantage of the night, they flew to the top of the highest Pagoda in Wuyun town. The night was as cool as water, but the whole town was always covered by dark clouds, and there was no clear moon.

"Yinqi is shrouded, and it is no wonder that this town has changed from Caiyun town to Wuyun town."

Gu jiuci bit his favorite sugar gourd, but he is not so happy.

Huo Mingche slightly frowned, the little fox was not happy, and his mood was covered with a layer of cloud.

For some reason, he asked.

"Xiao jiu'er, do you want to see the fireworks?"