chirp?chirp chirp chirp!

Zhuo Xiaoyu glanced at the Yaozun, but did not answer, and stretched out her palm to Xiao Lang, and saw her palm instantly condensed into a thumb-sized green ball of light, and held it in front of Xiao Lang's beak.

Xiao Lang pecked down unceremoniously, the sphere of light suddenly shone like a golden crow, and then returned to normal without much change.

Yao Zun has practiced for many years, and he can understand the meaning of it, his face turned pale for a while, and he was speechless.

Zhuo Xiaoyu was seldom well-versed in the world, and he didn't know how to observe words and expressions, so he firmly said to the Yaozun: "Did you see that? He has a demonic aura in him, and he's not weak at all. If I hadn't been prepared, Feifei's Yaodan would almost have been taken by him." devoured."

Xiao Lang didn't understand, so he made two "cheeps" and wanted to peck the ball of light again. Zhuo Xiaoyu quickly withdrew it, frowned and said, "You really want to eat it? This is my friend!"

"Chichi, Chichi." Xiao Lang yelled as he flew up, landed on Zhuo Xiaoyu's shoulder, stretched out his small wings, and touched Zhuo Xiaoyu's face one after another.

Zhuo Xiaoyu's eyes were red again, but she grinned and said, "Life is a matter of life and death, no matter whether it's a human or a monster, it can't escape. I'm going to avenge her. But thank you, you're so kind."

She turned her cheek and rubbed against Xiao Lang's head, Xiao Lang simply turned around, put both wings together, and made a "holding" gesture, Zhuo Xiaoyu smiled again: "You must be very good at pleasing girls , unlike that Jiang Xiangbai, who doesn't even want to say a few more words!"

The Yaozun settled down, and said to Zhuo Xiaoyu in a deep voice: "Miss Xiaoyu, can you try your old friend's soul next time?"

"You?" Zhuo Xiaoyu wondered, "You can, but you're not a demon, why do you want to try?"

The Yaozun took a deep breath, not knowing how to explain the intricacies between him and Xiao Lang to this human girl, forced a smile, and said, "You might as well try."

Zhuo Xiaoyu was a little hesitant, Xiao Lang spread his wings and jumped up on the girl's shoulder, "Chichi, Chichi", Zhuo Xiaoyu pouted helplessly, and stretched out his hand to the Yaozun.

The green ball of light also appeared in front of Yao Zun, but this time it dimmed for a while, and then became lifeless and unchanged.

"You're a bit of a fairy, but you're not a fairy yet." Zhuo Xiaoyu said calmly. Although she was an ordinary person, she seemed to have weathered the storm. She regarded the strange things in the eyes of ordinary people, immortals, and demons as normal.

Yaozun thought for a while, and roughly guessed the reason. No wonder his intercourse with Xiao Lang made the people of Danxue Mountain feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. It turned out that what Pearl said was right, his filthy evil spirit could indeed kill Xiao Lang. No matter how much the two of them are in the same mind, it is a fairy and a demon at odds.

For a moment, he was speechless and confused.

Is it possible to join hands with Xiao Lang on the journey, either he will ascend to the immortal or Xiao Lang will fall into the demon, and one of them must sacrifice?

Just as he was in a daze, the Yaozun suddenly felt a tender itch in his jaw, looked down, it turned out that Xiao Lang had flown back to him, his dark eyes were staring at him seriously, his small mouth opened and closed, but there was no movement. Shout out.

He fluttered for a while, stopped in the palm of Yaozun's outstretched palm, folded his wings and stood up, raised his slender leg with silver-blue anklets towards Yaozun, tilted his head, and called out "Chichi" twice Voice.

"...Xiao Lang..." Yaozun had thousands of words in his heart, but at this moment it all turned into a deep smile, called the little bird's name softly, and nodded slightly.

Zhuo Xiaoyu finally showed a look of surprise. She looked at Yao Zun and said, "So you and Xiao Lang are a couple? That's very troublesome. My master said that fairies even have their nostrils facing the sky. You can't take Xiao Lang to the sky, just stay on the ground."

Yaozun's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and was about to ask about Master Zhuo Xiaoyu, when he suddenly heard Xiao Lang screaming sharply, he almost instinctively held Xiao Lang with one hand, and grabbed Zhuo Xiaoyu with the other, his figure flashed, He jumped several zhang away, and before he could stand still, he saw that where they were originally standing, was pressing down on a rock-like Buddhist bead.

"Monster! Take your life!"

The big buddha beads moved in response to the sound, instantly disintegrating into countless fist-sized ones, all screaming and shooting at Yaozun and Zhuo Xiaoyu.

Yaozun had both hands empty, and in desperation, he bit the tip of his tongue, yelled and spewed out the blood, which instantly filled into a thick red mist, covering all immortals, demons, and humans. In the fog, they seemed to be frozen, stagnant, and after a while, the spells disappeared, and they all fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Before he had time to catch his breath, Yaozun only heard Zhuo Xiaoyu beside him yell "Up!", he raised his head suddenly, and saw four or five "demon-binding ropes" wriggling like long snakes on the top, silently Seeing this, the Yao Zun quickly stuffed Xiao Lang on his chest, let go of Zhuo Xiaoyu, waved his hand, and a few feathers flew out from his fingertips, facing the "Demon Binding Rope", and suddenly With a twist in the air, it turned into several sparrows and flew away chirping.

The "demon-binding rope" failed to develop a brain after all, and sensed the demonic aura, turned around without hesitation, and went to hunt sparrows.

Zhuo Xiaoyu was clapping her hands for Yao Zun's improvisation, when she suddenly opened her eyes wide, she saw a cold light flashing behind Yao Zun, and in just a split second, the fog that protected them disappeared, and a few nimbly flying birds It also disappeared without a trace in an instant, she blinked and looked again, and couldn't help but exclaimed: a dagger was stuck in the waist of the Yaozun, and only the handle of the dagger was left outside.

A figure suddenly appeared in the darkness, kicked the Yao Zun to the ground, and laughed wildly.

The old monk who had fought against the Yaozun had just appeared from the forest at this moment, he couldn't help laughing too: "Amitabha, you are so clever, you are really clever!"

Zhuo Xiaoyu lowered her head and saw that Yao Zun was motionless, and Xiao Lang did not move either. She knew that she had just met Feifei's enemy. The magic power displayed by that monk was superb, and she was not completely sure that she could deal with it. But she couldn't care less, she resolutely pulled out the dagger from her waist, and threw it at the old monk and junior brother.

In the middle of the road, the dagger suddenly turned into a roaring black bear with its bloody mouth open, roaring and rushing towards the junior monk.

The junior was caught off guard, unable to dodge in time, dodged most of his body, but his arm was still bitten by the black bear, he hurriedly tore off the rosary beads on his chest, and hit the black bear head-on and face-to-face.

Seeing the black bear, the old monk did not let go, without saying a word, he chanted a mantra, and suddenly a huge net appeared above Zhuo Xiaoyu's head, and the net fell heavily, enclosing Zhuo Xiaoyu in it, tightening it tighter and tighter.

Zhuo Xiaoyu commanded the dagger to retreat, trying to cut through the net, but the junior monk had already regained his strength, popped out the rosary, and knocked the dagger to the ground.

He clutched his bloody arm, approached Zhuo Xiaoyu with a smirk, and Zhuo Xiaoyu fell to the ground. He was bald in his forties, with a face like a horse, ears like a donkey, and thick eyebrows like weeds. Being a bunch, with a flat nose and big mouth, none of the facial features are pleasing to the eye, and she is even more disgusted, without any fear, she said: "You are so shameless, you hurt people secretly, the more wins the less!"

The junior monk ignored Zhuo Xiaoyu's accusation, he squatted down, looked at the girl in the net carefully, and smiled, "It's a girl, she has a good appearance, a good appearance!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to touch Zhuo Xiaoyu's face. Zhuo Xiaoyu was entangled tightly in the net and couldn't struggle, so he could only stare at his beautiful eyes angrily, bit his lips tightly from the inside, and was covered by dirty hands without saying a word. frivolous.

The old monk bent down and leaned towards the Yaozun who fell on the ground, groped for a while, and asked in his mouth, "What about the little bird?"

He was about to touch the hem of Yaozun's clothes, but he didn't expect that the dying Yaozun still had demon power. He didn't notice it for a while, but was staggered back five or six steps by a sudden move. Go, but saw Yaozun sitting up, protecting his chest with one hand, holding a pistol in the other, gritting his teeth and trying to stand up.

The old monk was furious, opened and closed his palms, and suddenly there was a gold tin stick in his hand. After shaking the ground, the Yaozun felt that his footing was undulating like sea waves. Before he fell into a coma, he was shocked again by the old monk's magic power. He couldn't stand up, but fell back to the ground, and the spear slipped from his hand.

Zhuo Xiaoyu couldn't move his body, but he could see through his eyes. Seeing the old monk walking slowly towards the Yaozun with a tin stick in his hand, he was very anxious: "Hey! Damn bald! Don't hurt them!"

Before she could finish her sentence, her mouth was covered by the younger brother monk who was smiling lewdly. Not to be outdone, she stared intently at the old monk not far away, with blazing flames in her eyes.

The old monk stopped walking, holding the tin stick with both hands, pointing the tip of the stick at the demon venerable, uttered the Buddha's name and said: "You hand over the demon bird, and the mountain man will spare you!"

The Yaozun was unable to speak, but could only maintain his sanity, tightly guarding the place where Xiaolang was hiding, watching the old monk approaching step by step.

"You don't have to drink the toast!" The old monk sneered, raised his tin stick, and was about to strike the demon master on the head.

Zhuo Xiaoyu stared wide-eyed, opened her mouth suddenly, and bit down hard on the finger that moved to her mouth, so hard that she almost bit the lewd monk's finger in two!

The junior monk let out a scream, his eyes flashed red, he slapped Zhuo Xiaoyu's cheek crazily, just slapped him twice, he felt his body was pulled back suddenly, and he left a piece of finger in Zhuo Xiaoyu's mouth .

The old monk slammed his back into a tree, stood firm while supporting his tin staff, looked up, and unexpectedly a young man full of hostility appeared in the arena.

The young man glanced at him coldly, leaned over to help the Yaozun up, the old monk saw the opportunity, shouted loudly, picked up the tin staff, concentrating his mana, and struck with all his strength, the tin staff swung down, his eyes and white forehead instantly The fierce tiger let out a roar that shook the mountains, and rushed towards the young man.

The corner of the young man's mouth raised slightly, and he said indifferently: "As the white tiger, you are quite capable."

His expression remained the same, and his figure did not move at all, but before the white tiger could get close to him, it turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared in an instant.