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This city is called Yangchuan, named after the Yangchuan River that flows through the city. Its scale is so large that it cannot be compared with Lizhi City, which is adjacent to Yaozun Nanshan.

They originally wanted to get off at the gate of Feilai Temple, but the driver was not happy, and yelled that the journey from Dongcheng Gate to Feilai Temple was not short, and they had to pay more, which was difficult for the three who didn't know how valuable Adu was. .

Among them, only Zhuo Xiaoyu carried a small leather pouch, which contained some copper coins, which was just enough for renting a car. The pouch was not only shy, but empty at all.

Seeing that there was no more profit to be made, the coachman unceremoniously invited the three out of the car and walked away.

The three of them looked at each other in the bustling crowd, and Xiao Lang said to Zhuo Xiaoyu with a smile: "This is your business, you make up your mind."

Zhuo Xiaoyu looked at the Yaozun again, and asked, "Go straight to Feilai Temple?"

The Yaozun nodded: "Go there first, and then ask around."

Xiao Lang glanced at him, as if he could see the doubts in Yaozun's heart, he held his hand sideways, smiled proudly, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely protect you."

A little moved, the Yaozun decisively shook off Xiao Lang's hand. In front of Zhuo Xiaoyu, it was broad daylight again. Most of him felt ashamed and panicked.

After acting decisively, I couldn't bear it. It was hard for Xiao Lang to think of his concerns. He was a demon, but he wanted to go to the temple where the demon exorcising monk was. Beside him, after being ashamed, he still smiled slightly at Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang raised his eyebrows, curled his lips, and unyieldingly pulled Yao Zun's hand again, holding it tightly.

Zhuo Xiaoyu went to ask for directions, and when he came back, he glanced at Xiao Lang and defended the Yao Zun: "You should also respect Brother Zhao Rang's intentions. If you do this in your own way, be careful not to lose the demon's heart."

"Respect?" Xiao Lang snorted and looked at Yao Zun with a smile, "I want to rely on you in everything, let alone Yu Fei, it is rare to be able to touch the tip of a wing."

After Yaozun heard the words, he had no choice but to change the topic calmly and let Zhuo Xiaoyu lead the way.

Pedestrians in the city are bustling with each other, the shops on both sides of the main road are lined up, and the stalls and hawkers of various colors are crowded together, which is very lively.

On the way to Feilai Temple, we pass a long street full of food stalls and taverns. The wine flags are flying along this road, and the fragrance is overflowing. Although Zhuo Xiaoyu grew up in the deep mountains and dense forests, he has few thoughts and few thoughts, but he is a human being after all. It's not like those two birds have no desire to eat. Her concentration melted away halfway through the walk, and she unconsciously showed a greedy look. She slowed down a little in front of a small meatball stall, sighing. In a low voice, he murmured: "It would be great if I could move all these back to the mountains. I can eat and drink every day. It doesn't matter if I have Jiang Xiangbai or not."

Just as the Yaozun was about to speak, Xiao Lang was already a little sneering: "Little fish, you are a fish and not a bird, why did you break your shell and see your mother? I just broke my mouth from my master, and I can't wait to find a replacement." isn't it?"

"Xiao Lang!" Yao Zun scolded again.

Zhuo Xiaoyu smiled, "No. So as long as Jiang Xiangbai is fine, I won't bother him anymore. He can marry whoever he likes. I want this street..."

She opened her arms and made a gesture of gathering, "Eat from beginning to end!"

"A mortal is indeed a mortal, and he is a mortal even if he has spells." Xiao Lang still sneered unceremoniously.

While he was talking, he suddenly heard a noise in front of him, as if more than a dozen pairs of cymbals were beating at the same time.

The Yaozun frowned slightly, and said to Xiao Lang and Zhuo Xiaoyu: "There seems to be a faint evil spirit, do you feel it?"

Zhuo Xiaoyu nodded hastily. She stretched out her hand and grabbed a young young man who was walking in a hurry. The young man's face suddenly changed. When he opened his mouth and saw a young girl, he swallowed his swear words and burst into laughter: "Miss, who is this?"

"Where are you going?"

Facing a beautiful girl, the younger generation lost half of his eagerness to watch the excitement, and smiled and gave three detailed explanations to add embellishment. Either insane or insane, the doctors are at a loss.Later, the big family listened to the advice and invited the eminent monks from Feilai Temple to hunt down the demons and catch a powerful monster. He imprisoned him and picked a good day to push the monster to the market, where he was slaughtered in public. .

After finishing speaking, the younger generation looked at Zhuo Xiaoyu, still with a playful smile: "The girl is soft-hearted, so don't read these things, I heard that you have to cut off the monster's head, I don't know if it will bleed like a human... ..."

Before the young man finished speaking, Zhuo Xiaoyu had already pushed him away, his expression changed, he untied the dagger at his waist, held the sheath tightly in his hand, and pushed forward.

Yaozun and Xiao Lang looked at each other, and hurriedly followed, but Xiao Lang still refused to let go, Yaozun smiled wryly, and said to Xiao Lang in a low voice: "Ms. Zhuo must be prevented from being impulsive."

"It's fine if you're not impulsive." Xiao Lang chuckled, "She's a human being, not a demon. Even if she's impulsive, those thieves wouldn't dare to do anything to her in full view. You're different, even if you have my immortal seal on you After all, I haven't entered the immortal way, if those righteous people find out, it will inevitably cause another disturbance."

He looked at the Yaozun, frowned and sighed slightly, "If you are in trouble, I will definitely take action. At that time, it will be difficult to control the severity. If you hurt a mortal, you will have to blame yourself. I am doomed to fail to please—"

Hearing Xiao Lang's grievances, his two black eyes were shining brightly, Yao Zun was speechless, so he could only tighten the hands they held.

When the two birds squeezed into the place, the execution place was already crowded with people. Fortunately, Zhuo Xiaoyu was not reckless. Seeing the dark crowd, he stopped in his tracks. Take advantage of the gap and move forward.

I saw a monk nearly nine feet tall standing on the open space in the field, with leopard head and round eyes, garlic nose, bloodless face, fierce look, wearing a flaming cassock, playing with a pair of cymbals in one hand , with the other hand holding a heavily tied man like a cow.

The man's hair is disheveled, his blue clothes are ragged, and his head hangs on his chest, making it difficult for others to see his appearance clearly.

Zhuo Xiaoyu secretly tugged at the sleeves of the two of them, and whispered: "Then, that guy's original form is a fish, right?"

The Yaozun concentrated for a moment before nodding slightly: "It seems to be a snakehead."

His tone was a little hesitant, with his practice, it was easy to see the real body of a low-level demon cultivator, but now he has to gather his strength to distinguish his appearance, this cannot help the demon master secretly startled.

Could it be because of Xiao Lang's relationship that he is slowly becoming a fairy?

Once the matter here is over, we must get to the bottom of the exchange between the fairy seal and the fairy demon.

The Yaozun had made up his mind, and with a slight movement of his hand, he realized that Xiao Lang was still holding onto him tightly, besides laughing and laughing, he felt a sense of warmth spontaneously.

At this time, there was another change in the field, the monk threw the cymbals into the air, and when the two magic tools struck, it seemed that countless cymbals sounded together in all directions, which was even more resounding than what they heard before.

There were thunderous shouts all around, and the applause almost overwhelmed the "clang clang" of the cymbals.

Xiao Lang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and whispered to the Yaozun: "You can also use it for fun."

The bound man seemed to hear Xiao Lang's words, so he raised his head and looked towards them.

Only at this time did the crowd really see his appearance, and they exclaimed again and again.

It turned out that the man's face was covered with dozens of bloody sword wounds, so ferocious and terrifying that his facial features were hard to distinguish. It is rare for ordinary people to look intimidated. The crowd panicked, screaming and howling again and again.

Seeing this, the monks in the arena roared loudly, and the cymbals turned into ten, ten and hundreds, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains, but it also stopped the commotion of the crowd in time.

He shook the rope again, and the man fell to the ground with a "plop", the cymbals merged into one again, and flew down, dancing wildly around the man, and when he returned to the monk's hands, the man almost became a blood man.

Zhuo Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and wanted to go forward, Yaozun grabbed her shoulder: "Don't worry, look again."

"His demon core is damaged, and he is bound by the demon rope, how can he escape by himself!" Zhuo Xiaoyu said angrily, "These monks kill demons whenever they see them, they don't care about right and wrong!"

The Yaozun signaled Zhuo Xiaoyu to whisper, and found that the man was still looking at them when he was struggling on the ground. There were two slits under the swollen eyelids. There was gratitude and relief, but he didn't ask for help. Not even the slightest thought of survival.

The monk didn't notice the monster's movement, he kicked the man rolling several times, spat bloody saliva on him, and shouted: "The monster still hasn't shown itself?"

The man lay motionless on the ground, and all the onlookers opened their eyes and held their breath, as if they were waiting for a famous actor to appear on the stage.

But the monk lived up to expectations, he struck the cymbal with both hands, and the man squirmed a few times, and he transformed from a human body into a three-chi long, four to five times thicker snakehead fish, shaped like a boa constrictor.

The snakehead was lifeless, like a dead fish. The monk walked over resentfully, stepped on two feet, and made Zhuo Xiaoyu outside the field red-eyed. Her hands seemed to wring the dagger off. Xiao Lang made a little mention, and she immediately understood their concerns. If she was desperate, she would not only delay the recovery of Jiang Xiangbai, but also implicate Yaozun and Xiao Lang.

It's just that they are both "fish", and asking her to watch the fire from the other side and see death without saving her, really suffocates her to the "heaven". It's just that Xiao Lang has something to say first, he doesn't know the ins and outs of the matter, so it's not good to rush out.

Just when Zhuo Xiaoyu could bear it no longer, the crowd suddenly started to commotion again. There was a hoarse roar in the distance, and the horseshoes were approaching from far away. Everyone automatically separated from the two sides. After a while, a rider was seen galloping Coming, rushing to the field, reining in the horse, the man almost rolled and crawled to the snakehead, hugged the fish head, and wailed loudly.