Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 316
The paper talisman hit Man Luo's body directly, but the imaginable pain did not come. Not only did the paper talisman not hurt Man Luo, but it meekly fed back the power to Man Luo.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the old Taoist priest opened his eyes in disbelief: "You... aren't you a demon?"

Before he finished speaking, Man Luo's flower branch had pierced into his abdomen, at the same position and with the same force as Shen Yiqing's wound.

Feeling that the opponent's blood was stained on the flower branch, Man Luo pulled his hands in disgust.

Under the horrified and painful eyes of the old Taoist, Man Luo's crimson lips curved into a smile, and a soft voice sounded: "No, I am."

Saying that, she stopped talking to the old Taoist priest, and walked towards the courtyard with the help of the weak Shen Yiqing.

Yun Jingjing, who had already struggled to get up, watched the two people's backs disappear around the corner, and she looked at the old Taoist unwillingly and shouted: "Master! Can we just forget about it?!"

Being beaten so embarrassingly by a mere flower demon, Yun Jingjing couldn't bear it at all.

The old Taoist didn't speak for a while, he clutched his wound, looked at the peach blossoms in full bloom in the courtyard, thought of something, his gaze became very complicated.

Just now, the talisman papers he threw out were all sharp weapons to deal with demons. The power of demons has always been mixed, and they carried a sinister hostility since they practiced, but the talisman papers contained pure Taoist power .

It stands to reason that once the talisman paper comes into contact with the demon, no matter what the monster's cultivation level is, it will be backlashed by the talisman paper, but when the talisman paper hit Huadu, there was no response.

At that moment, the old Taoist felt absolutely pure power from Huadu, so pure that there was no trace of impurity, even he himself could not do it.

That breath is not possessed by a demon at all.

Is it...

"Master!"

Yun Jingjing's cry finally brought back the thoughts of the old Taoist priest. He took a last look at the courtyard and shook his head at Yun Jingjing who was still unwilling: "Don't worry about this matter anymore, let's go."

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In the other courtyard, scorching peach blossoms are in full bloom.

There was silence and tranquility all around.

Because he was afraid that Man Luo would come back and cause trouble, Su Su had already moved out of here.

The room was empty.

Man Luo swept away the accumulated dust, found a brand new quilt from the space, and made sure that the house was tidied up, and then she helped Shen Yiqing in to rest.

Seeing Man Luo's series of actions, Shen Yiqing's eyes were complicated. He has been self-reliant since he was a child. No matter how serious the injury was, he still dealt with the wound alone. In his life, he has never been taken care of like this. Pass.

When being pressed to lie down, Shen Yiqing was a little awkward, and the soreness in his heart was even worse. When Man Luo was about to get up, Shen Yiqing grabbed the man's slender wrist.

Manro paused, and kept looking at him in that position.

The breezy and bright Taoist priest was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt at this time, his pale and handsome face was slightly haggard due to the injury, and although his eyes were still clear and cold, when he looked at Man Luo, he implied concern: "You spent so much cultivation just now, are you really okay?"

For Yao, the most important thing is cultivation base. If the cultivation base is excessively depleted, it will not only hurt Yao itself, but also affect Yao's future cultivation.

He was just hit by a sword, but he didn't expect that Man Luo would spare no effort to treat him. Shen Yiqing was moved, but more worried.

Man Luo blinked at him, and asked with a smile, "Are you worried about me?"

　This plane is coming to an end, try to finish writing Ang today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)