Kuaiwen's pretentious daily life of female accessories

With facial features as deep as carvings, and deep eyes as clear and dazzling as obsidian, he stood indifferently, with a sharp sword intent glowing all over his body, and his posture was noble.

"Who is here?" Even his voice was distant.

Haitang looked at the man with interest.

99: "He is Nie Qinfan, who is considered the leader of the rogue cultivators. He is known as the number one rogue cultivator. He is a cultivator in the middle stage of becoming a god. He is very strong."

"It is indeed not easy for casual cultivators to reach the stage of spiritual transformation."

99: "More than that, he has five spiritual roots, which is what everyone calls useless spiritual roots."

"Oh?"

99: "Yeah, and he's only 700 years old, and he's still a swordsman. He can't even challenge a higher level. He's really strong."

...

Outside Dongyan City, a cloud of black air surged, and soon a very cold and harsh voice came from the black air: "Jie Jie Jie, who do I think you are? It turns out to be you, Nie Qinfan, kill my disciple, Today I will destroy your Dongyan City and bury it with my disciple."

magic repair?

The wine barrel threw another piece of information.

99: "Host, let's escape through the back door. This... this is the old monster Blood Demon, one of the four guardians of the demon clan. It is even stronger. This is an old monster that entered the Void Refining Stage a thousand years ago."

"Withdraw." Haitang did not hesitate.

Picking up the little white dumplings that were watching the excitement, he got up and left.

As soon as they left the inn, they met a team of casual cultivators from Dongyan City, with Nie Lan in the lead.

Nie Lan's eyes lit up when he saw her, "Little master, I never thought you would be so righteous, but you are only at the Nascent Soul Dzogchen realm. This demonic cultivator is difficult to deal with. You can't come forward privately, come with us."

Haitang: "..."

The several monks behind Nie Lan also had Nascent Soul cultivation, and they didn't look weak.

Immediately, someone bowed to Haitang and said, "Buddhist cultivators are the natural enemies of demonic cultivators. We are grateful to Master Haitang for your help today."

Haitang opened her mouth, but before the words of rejection came out, Nie Lan took a deep look at Haitang and said, "The little master is following us. No matter what happens in the future, we will definitely protect the little master."

"Yes, we will not let His Holiness get hurt."

This...

Haitang counted the treasures that were escaping in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, sighed, and recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

I can only keep up silently.

...

Nie Qinfan's natal magic weapon - Lin Yujian, this sword is completely white, and it is very extraordinary at first glance.

The sword has been unsheathed, and the aura of ancient simplicity spreads out, like a wisp of clarity between heaven and earth, it is very majestic.

"That demonic cultivator dares to come to our Dongyan City to harm innocent people. He should be damned."

"Bold boy, I want to see if you have a strong bones or a strong mouth."

The two are still confronting each other.

Haitang followed a group of monks to the top of the city.

Haitang felt like she was like a grain of gold among thousands of grains of rice, so golden and eye-catching...

The old devil saw her at a glance.

No one could see the old devil's expression, because what appeared in front of everyone was a ball of black energy, and the black energy was wrapped in a layer of blood mist...

"A Buddhist? A female Buddhist?"

Haitang's back stiffened when her name was called.

Everyone around her also looked at her, including Nie Qinfan.

"Amitabha."

"Do you, the Buddhist sect, want to interfere in the affairs between me and the casual cultivators?"

"What this donor said is wrong. For me, everything in the world is destined for Dharma. I just happened to meet him today."

"Hmph, don't talk to me about nonsense. You must be the old bald donkey's disciple of the Buddha of Crazy Anger. I have a one-sided relationship with Buddha of Crazy Anger. I don't want to hurt you, so please step away."

Haitang really wants to nod...

His face was calm and still compassionate.

"Donor, since you are destined to be my Buddha, can you give me a small favor? Don't do anything in this city. There are innocent people in the city. Demonic cultivators also pay attention to cause and effect. Don't accumulate any more sins."

Haitang won't try to persuade him to make peace, because it's impossible. Even trying to persuade Tu Lupi will be in vain! !

Nie Qinfan looked at Haitang with no expression on his face, but Haitang saw the gratitude in his eyes.

The black energy on the opposite side surged.

Haitang hurriedly added, "If I have a chance in the future and I meet a destined person from the Blood Demon Clan, I will definitely survive one or two of them."

A group of monks hurriedly tried to dissuade them, but Haitang shook her head at them.

"Hahahaha, okay, today I will give you some face from Buddhism."

The black energy gradually began to roll up, heading straight for Nie Qinfan's door. "You, Nie Qinfan, come with me."

Nie Qinfan did not dodge or dodge, with layers of sword intent rising all over his body, showing no fear.

The old devil's voice spread out, cold and sharp, "You bunch of ants, if you want to die together, come together. Don't say that I bullied you."

After saying that, the black energy headed towards the Netherworld Canyon to the east.

Nie Qinfan looked back at Haitang deeply, shrunk to the ground, stepped out of the magic spell, and disappeared in a flash.

Nie Lan led everyone in pursuit.

Haitang stood still, with just the right amount of worry on his face.

"Little master, you follow us."

Haitang: "..."

don't go! !

"Amitabha, I will come later, you can go ahead."

Nie Lan and the others looked back at her and were moved when they saw her eyes on Dongyan City behind them...

It is true that our Buddha is compassionate, and my little master has all sentient beings in his heart.

"Then please leave it to the little master in Dongyan City. I'll wait."

Haitang: "..."

What can I ask for?Why should you entrust Dongyan City to me?

Haitang felt that she didn't understand these people's brain circuits...

Before she could refuse, more than ten people had already fled.

have to! !

All the powerful people are gone. It is estimated that Dongyan City is now a small city of Kalami, with relatives of the monks and some mortals.

If someone comes to cause trouble at this time, this city may really be gone.

...

99: "Alas, host, let's go, why are you going back?"

"Can't go."

99: "Why? She took the magic weapon and flew away. The heroine is in the Qing Jue Sect now, which is the sect that makes elixirs. What kind of medicine are she asking for? We just don't go there."

"Hey~"

Haitang was too lazy to say so much, and returned to the city with steady steps, one step at a time.

Before she even landed, people in the city were kneeling on the ground, covered in darkness with human heads.

There are low-level monks, there are mortals, men, women, old and young...

!!!

"I have seen the Bodhisattva."

Buddha?You haven’t reached that level of cultivation yet! !

"Amitabha, I am Venerable Haitang. Donors do not need to call me Bodhisattva."

With a slight wave of his hand, everyone was helped up by a pair of invisible hands.

"I have seen His Holiness."

"I have seen a female Buddha."

Haitang's eyes were full of pity, "I wonder why you are blocking my way?"

An old man knelt down again and said, "Honorable Sir, please help me. The city lord killed the demon cultivator just for us. That demon cultivator is really abominable..."

The old man said this with tears streaming down his face.

What little granddaughter was sucked and fucked like a human being.

Why did my wife have her heart ripped out with one hand?

The CCP in the city killed nearly [-] people, and each of them died in terrible circumstances. The city lord broke off his seclusion and came out~