A good unpopular sect can change at will

——Yan Rong exerted force on her hand, the veins on the back of her hand popped up, and she suddenly became sober.

How could he have the illusion that it should be very easy.

But even though the facts were in front of his eyes, his fingertips were pressed to the point of turning white, and his ten fingers were almost shattered, he still had a mistaken consciousness lingering in his mind.

"It's just a demon cultivator, it's nothing." He murmured in his heart almost in a daze.

The child was thrown aside.Although it was a throwing movement, it was very gentle, and it could be seen that Moxiu was deliberately controlling his strength.After emptying his hand, he crushed Yan Rong with a knife, and it was as heavy as a thousand pounds in an instant. Yan Rong suffocated violently after catching it, the stinging pain on his hand spread to his whole body, and his chest was extremely painful——

It was not caused by this force, but the strong killing intent transmitted along the blade!

As soon as this demon cultivator made a move, he really wanted to kill him.Is it because he grabbed the child by the collar, or did he ask about the relationship between Moxiu and the Mozu?

Yan Rong parted her attention and looked at the child who was left aside.After being thrown away, the child obediently stayed aside, neither crying nor fussing, looking at him without blinking, seeing that he was at a disadvantage, the greedy look in his eyes became even more naked.

As if he were a candy bar.

After that, Yan Rong no longer had any extra energy to care about whether she really looked like a piece of sugar cake. The demon in front of her was fast in self-cultivation, powerful and extremely ruthless. There were a few more bloody holes.

He could hardly find any flaws in this demon cultivator, so he could only mobilize all his true energy to attack him head-on, and if it weren't for the little bit of Taoism he had just realized in the crowd, he would have no power to parry at all.

Facing an opponent whose every move was full of murderous intent, Yan Rong had to strain his nerves to the extreme. Even so, he still couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed. He clearly understood that he was at a disadvantage, and even approached death several times.

Yan Rong died once, looking at the green mountains and green waters and losing consciousness for a moment is completely different from clearly feeling the gradually depleted physical strength struggling between life and death.

He propped up his body and stabbed the opponent's abdomen with the sword. As soon as his back hurt, a big gash was left, criss-crossing with the original wound.

Yan Rong was thrown on the ground, his limbs were stiff and stagnant, and the big knife was swung down from the top of his head. He kicked his legs and slipped out from under the knife, but he obviously felt that his hands and feet were gradually becoming uncontrollable, and his eyes and ears were blurred.

The situation did not allow him to think about it, the ghostly figure and the blade struck at the same time.

——It’s just a low-level demon cultivator.

Yan Rong gritted his teeth and stood up, his legs and feet were constantly shaking, the airflow in the barrier twisted, and the entire space in the barrier was swept by a violent storm. He watched the demon cultivator drown in it in shock, and suddenly lost his strength and spread out. I kept convulsing on the ground and vomited in my stomach.

Of course he would lose his strength, just now he somehow used a spell that he was not qualified to use at the moment, draining his dantian dry all at once.

Probably bewildered, and had the illusion that this spell could be easily controlled by himself.

Yan Rong stretched out on the ground and raised his hands to touch his face, all the seven orifices were bleeding, wiped off the black blood, the bruises on his hands spread a lot, I don't know what curse or poison.

But he wasn't panicking at all.Yan Rong lowered her hands, and heard the rhythm of the ground below her. The air flow roared in the barrier to find a way out. Yan Rong opened the pulse door, and the turbid qi rushed into the body at once. There was tearing pain from the body, but in a split second, the sense organs When it is enlarged, the pain becomes much smaller, and the subtle movements in the enchantment are conveyed to the sense organs.That Moxiu was also badly injured, and he staggered and raised the knife again and swung it at him.

Yan Rong grabbed the handle of the knife at once, the stagnant feeling in his limbs was caused by some kind of poison or curse, just now he let out his true energy, which smoothed his meridian pulse a lot.

"Who exactly are you?"

"I am..." A name was about to come out.Yan Rong was taken aback, and said, "Yunwei Peak of the Longevity Sect, a disciple of Elder Pu Shan, Yan Rong."

Elder Pu Shan's disciple, Yan Rong, worshiped his master for a month, and asked where his master came from, but he couldn't remember his master's name.

I almost forgot again just now.

The demon cultivator frowned and looked at him, as if he didn't know what the hell Yan Rong was.

"Who are you?" Yan Rong asked back, and finally couldn't hold back and added, "What does it have to do with the demons?"

The answer was only a cold snort, Yan Rong hadn't finished speaking, the knife pressed down, forcing Yan Rong to let go, the demon cultivator was clearly injured, but his strength didn't decrease at all, he cut it off and cut it on the sword, The blade of the sword trembled unceasingly, even though it stood in front of Yan Rong, half of Yan Rong's body was still half numb.

The blade was close to the sword and turned half a circle, cutting towards Yan Rong's neck, Yan Rong couldn't breathe, looked at the hand holding the knife, secretly exerted strength in his hand, and raised the tip of the sword, straight to the demon cultivator. Meridians.This move was fast and accurate, the knife was released from his hand in an instant, Yan Rong caught it squarely, turned it over with his backhand and pushed it out.

I don't know what kind of evil weapon it was, and it was so ruthless to its master that the demon cultivator let Yan Rong go and was forced to retreat by his own weapon.

"drink--"

The two weapons stopped in the void and returned to their respective masters at the same time. The blades flashed, and the light that slid across the blades had not yet finished, and the knives and swords were intertwined again with the movement of the masters of both sides.

……

The author has something to say: Turn around from a certain point and come back!Amway is a big next door to Amway's long novel "The Supreme Confucianism and Taoism",

☆、Chapter 51

He is always looking.

Year after year, day after day, without end.This search was repeated almost resignedly.

"Are you tired, I'll help you."

The voice came to his ears, and he suddenly found someone standing beside him at some point, whose face was blurred, and he only knew that the eyes looking at him were very gentle.

"What do you want to do?"

The man answered irrelevantly, but laughed and said, "I want to be with you forever and never be separated."

No, not right.

He stretched out his hand, trying to grab that person, but his whole body was tied up. He tore the ties on his body, and when he looked up, the person disappeared...

"Uh, cough, cough, cough!" A burst of pressure between the chest and lungs awakened him, Yan Rong tilted his head, and immediately fell on the ground to vomit a pool of dirt.

Someone handed a handkerchief in front of her, Yan Rong took the handkerchief and wiped her mouth.

"It's luck to be poisoned, do you want to die?" Yuan Chunyu pressed his shoulder and stuffed the water bottle into his mouth, choking Yan Rong, Yan Rong pressed Yuan Chunyu's hand and held the bottom of the pot to drink Take a few big mouthfuls.

comfortable.

Raising his eyes, he saw Yuan Chunyu's complexion was not good.

"I... forgot." Just now, he only remembered to practice while it was hot, and all the discomfort on his body was forgotten.

"Forget?" Yuan Chunyu laughed back angrily, and poked Yan Rong's forehead fiercely, "If I hadn't brought this flower spirit with me, maybe you would have died like this."

Being poked on the forehead by Yuan Chunyu, Yan Rong was completely woken up.

Looking around, he has already been transported back to the inn, Hua Ling is meekly lying on the head of the bed, just now being mentioned by Yuan Chunyu, at this moment he is looking at him with an expression of asking for credit.

"Thanks to you." Yan Rong smiled at Hua Ling, then looked at Yuan Chunyu, "What about Demon Cultivator?"

Yuan Chunyu was not surprised: "Dead. He committed suicide." At the end, he muttered, "It seems like we bullied them."

"It's the same again."

"But it's not without progress." Yuan Chunyu said, "The child you brought back doesn't seem to have that much courage, although he won't say anything, he is living a good life, willing to eat and drink, and will not refuse anyone who comes. "

"Are you sure it's a child of the Demonic Dao?"

"Yes, I wanted to run just now, but I used the spell of Zhao Mo Dao, and I was bound."

The child was being placed on the stool with all his hair tied up, looking at the two of them quietly.

Not long after, Zhao Ya brought back the owner who had gone to some corner outside.Qiong asked anxiously around Yan Rong for a long time, but was pushed aside by Yuan Chunyu, and then went to tease Moxiu's child, an older child and a younger child looked at each other and made faces for a long time.

When Yuan Chunyu chased him away, Querce glanced at him reproachfully and said, "Did you starve him on purpose and didn't give him food? This kid looks like a glutton, looking at me like a chicken leg!"

"Feeding is useless, just leave it alone." As soon as the words came out, Yuan Chunyu immediately created a cold-blooded and cruel image in Querce's mind.

"Hey!"

Qie Sheng even wanted to fight for the child of the devil, Yuan Chunyu said again: "Feeding this child is not enough to satisfy his hunger for ordinary food, only fresh human flesh can fill him up. Could it be that you... Heh, I am waiting to worship your self-sacrifice." Be refreshed, my lord."

Before Yuan Chunyu could worship his self-sacrifice, Querce's hairs were already standing on end, thinking that he had made faces at the child just now, his face turned ashen, and he went back to the room despondently.

Yuan Chunyu is really not trying to fool him, this kid is addicted to eating fresh creatures, the higher his cultivation level, the more greedy he looks.

Yuan Chunyu and Yan Rong reported the progress to Elder Pu Shan, rested overnight, and brought the child back to the peak the next day.Not long after he took over the affairs of the estate, Querce had become very skilled at abusing his private power, so he immediately followed up on the grounds of estate affairs, and called it "Shun Lu".

Yuan Chunyu is a little tastey, their Yan Rong is not good at words, they don't know why this little village owner is so sticky.He looked at the two of them calmly, to see what they could talk about.

Looking at it, Yuan Chunyu realized that Yan Rong's gestures and words, the more she looked at her, the more she seemed to be imitating herself...

Not many miles out of the inn, someone stopped them and said that he would like to thank the two heroes for saving their lives.Yan Rong didn't remember the person, and she didn't care at all when she saw him. It wasn't until Yu Sheng reminded Yan Rong helplessly that she realized that it was the person who was rescued from Moxiu not long ago.

It was just a quick rescue, so Yan Rong didn't take it to heart.

Querce declined the thank you gift, and only reported the name of Ten Bamboo Villa. The whole set of rhetoric was very particular, and it seemed that he had practiced it.Yan Rong waved her hand very chicly to reject Xie En's request, and turned around to leave.The man asked him from behind where the young hero's famous teacher came from.

"Yunwei Peak of the Longevity Sect, a disciple of Elder Pu Shan, Yan Rong."

This time it was smooth sailing.

Accidentally found a junior for himself, not to mention, near Taihuang Mountain, but met an unexpected person.

The noon sun was very hot, so they found a noodle restaurant to sit down and eat noodles, while Yuan Chunyu visited a small wine shop, planning to buy some wine and bring some back to Elder Pu Shan to make amends.

The owner of the wine shop went into the wine cellar to get the wine, and Yuan Chunyu looked at the surrounding furnishings outside. After a while, the owner of the wine shop ran out like flying, with the wine in his hand, but his face was a bit ugly.

It turned out that there was a movement in the wine cellar when the wine was being fetched. The owner of the winery thought there was a rat, so he searched for the sound but found nothing.

"Maybe there are monsters hiding in there?" The owner of the winery thought about it, seeing Yuan Chunyu in a Taoist uniform, who seemed to be a disciple of the nearby longevity sect, so he told him what happened just now.

Yuan Chunyu nodded, quite interested, immediately entered the wine cellar, walked around, and stopped beside a pile of wine barrels.It wasn't a rat that was making noise in the wine cellar, but a living person. I don't know what's wrong with being stuffed in the wine cellar on a hot day.

Yuan Chunyu pulled the man out of the wine barrel, and when he saw that familiar face, he was stunned.

Hua Zhengxian hiccupped and looked at him drunkenly, the blinding charm fell from the tattered clothes.

"Hi... Chunyu..."

Yuan Chunyu shook his hands and left, Hua Zhengxian hugged him tightly around his waist, pulled one hand away and brought the other up, dragging him stickily, and finally turned him upside down with the bucket.

Yuan Chunyu glanced out of the corner of his eye: "Tsk."

After a bowl of hangover soup came down, Hua Zhengxian's consciousness became clear, her hands settled down, and she sat on the wine barrel with her knees hugged and was relatively speechless with Yuan Chunyu.

Yuan Chunyu leaned on the lid of the bucket, digging at the edge of the bucket with her head buried, her knuckles turned blue and white, she didn't seem to notice it, her thoughts diverged, and she said something to start with, why are you here?Bah, this is no nonsense, one can tell at a glance that he just escaped from Hua's house and has nowhere to go.

"You can understand me." Hua Zhengxian said suddenly.

Yuan Chunyu scratched sawdust with her fingertips, and quickly withdrew her hand: "I can't."

"You..." Hua Zhengxian got a little angry at once, his eyes fell on Yuan Chunyu and then softened, Hua Zhengxian looked straight at Yuan Chunyu, his words were extremely heavy, and he was decisive, showing a look of confidence , "The reason for me to practice that technique is the same as yours."

Yuan Chunyu turned his head and looked at him inquiringly.Hua Zhengxian suddenly raised her voice: "I heard that you were a teacher at Yunwei Peak, and I also heard the news of your death, so I—"

"So?" Yuan Chunyu interrupted him, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "What do you think I should do for you?"

Hua Zhengxian clenched her fingers tightly.He saw that Yuan Chunyu was going to laugh at him.

"You should understand me." The words were both strong and aggrieved.He didn't want to show such a weak emotion of grievance, but he confiscated it all at once, Yuan Chunyu must have heard it.

Yuan Chunyu didn't laugh at him.He didn't say anything, just looked at him and looked at him as if he was thinking about something.

"Aren't you able to do anything for the sake of going up? Don't you also want to become stronger?" He raised his neck, Yuan Chunyu's eyes reflected his stubborn look.

"I'm not like you."

"Same, this is the same." Hua Zhengxian said, "I also want to go up, and I also want to have a higher level of cultivation, I..." Thinking of the days before entering Yunwei Peak, he flinched, "I can't go back."

At least in front of Yuan Chunyu, he should hold his head high and his chest high and make a loud voice—he tried his best to look like he held his head high and his chest high.

But there is nowhere in the whole body that does not reveal: this person is in a miserable state.

Taking a full view of Hua Zhengxian's pitiful and pitiful details, Yuan Chunyu seemed to be covered with a layer of Yan Rong's indifference: "You don't want to go back to Hua's house, and Yunwei Peak can't accommodate you. This time, I didn't There's no reason to help you."

In Hua's house, he protected this poor boy, but was caught instead.

Later, he took the blame for the brat and was beaten up and kicked out of Hua's house. The brat didn't say a word, and he didn't even come to see him for the last time.

When we met again, Xiao Zizi had grown up, climbed Yunwei Peak, and had the spirit of a young man with high spirits, Yuan Chunyu had already looked away from the past, thinking that acquaintances in the past had taken care of him a lot, but unexpectedly, he was called a big All sects almost fell into the hands of this white-eyed wolf.

In the past Yuan Chunyu took pity on him, but now there is no reason to pity him anymore.

Hua Zhengxian's face turned pale, Yuan Chunyu's words were heartless, but they could not be refuted.

He personally cut off his own way on Yunwei Peak, recalling that day of indulgence and violence, he still feels vague and unbelievable.

But I have to believe it.

"The way of the devil..." he muttered, the drooping Jieyu stopped trembling, and a gloomy look of despair appeared on his face, "It's really amazing..."

A cold light flashed in Yuanchun's jade eyes: "You can't be something that still wants to be contaminated with demonic ways"

This little mess dared to say yes, and he wiped his neck right now.

Hua Zhengxian didn't notice the sword that was about to move around Yuan Chunyu's waist, raised his hand to wipe his face, and said with a wry smile: "I know, it's all my own fault. It's too late for you to hate me, how could I expect you to do it for me? what I do."

He used to be so high-spirited.He originally planned to be proud of himself on Yunwei Peak and become famous all over the world, so that the arrogant and arrogant people of the Hua family can see that such a bastard can shine.

"I have tasted the price, and my cultivation base has also been lost, and I... have become like this." Hua Zhengxian covered her face, "I finally ran out, and I haven't proved anything, how could I just go back to... ..."

He covered his face tightly, his throat was tight, not knowing what he was talking about, he almost whimpered.

How could he whimper in front of this person.

"Zhengxian." Yuan Chunyu clamped Hua Zhengxian's hand, and took his hand off his face, "Don't be contaminated by the way of magic."

Hua Zhengxian raised her eyes, with sadness in them.Now he can't even count on the Demonic Dao, the Demonic Taoist uses him as bait, and he confesses the Demonic Dao's news, they have already torn their faces.

He tried his best to escape from his brother, hiding in this stuffy wine cellar, not daring to go out or even move.

But even if you go out, where can you go...

Hua Zhengxian suddenly remembered that he finally mustered up the courage to sneak out of Hua's house, looking around with no direction.

It was the sound of the wind that brought him the direction, and he went to Yunwei Peak in search of the reputation of Yuan Chunyu, the second disciple of Yunwei Peak.

This time, just like back then, he looked around in panic and was at a loss. The direction at that time was now a dead end.

Yuan Chunyu was silent for a moment, then sighed: "This is the last time to fight for strings. If you lose your cultivation, you can start over again. If you want this opportunity, promise me that you will devote yourself to cultivation and don't touch crooked ways again."

He has no reason to pity him anymore, but he still can't help but pity him.

Yan Rong once said that the flowers are like him.

Yes, the more you look at it, the more you look at him. When he was a child, everyone saw him as a weed that could survive anywhere. He knew how sad it was to be frustrated and not knowing where to go.

Yan Rong seemed to be indifferent, but she was the first person who really knew him, that's why she saw that Hua Zhengxian looked like him at a glance.

He was once confused, aggrieved, and survived with a sense of unwillingness to grit his teeth. It was not until Elder Pu Shan took him to Yunwei Peak that he truly experienced the joy of having a place to use. Returnees.

Hua Zhengxian is right, he wants to go up, it's the same.The same one.It's not that he doesn't understand it at all, but he can't agree with it.

Master said that everyone should have a place to use his skills.

He gave him another chance.

Hua Zhengxian stared at him blankly, and it took him a long time to realize what Yuan Chunyu said, and immediately moved his buttocks and slid off the wine barrel.

"I promise you."

"Ten Bamboo Villa." Yuan Chunyu said, "From now on, you are a disciple of Ten Bamboo Villa. The first day you practice is the first day you become a disciple of Ten Bamboo Villa. You and I have nothing to do, we ... never met."

Back then at Ten Bamboo Villa, Querce asked him for a story, and promised him a condition in exchange.Now that the owner of the small villa has won the treasure of the town, it is time to fulfill the contract.

No more ties... never acquaintances.

Hua Zhengxian froze, Yuan Chunyu really wanted to draw a line with him.

As of now, he has no choice.

Hua Zhengxian moved her tongue with difficulty: "Okay."

When the word fell to the ground, he was no longer a flamboyant person, he and this person named Yuan Chunyu, the person he had admired,

never met.

The author has something to say: the little thing of first love 2333

☆、Chapter 52

"Ah-"

Zhuo Sheng wiped her nose, "Is mother talking about me again?"

"The owner has been out for so long, Madam naturally misses it." A disciple from the Ten Bamboo Villa nearby asked, "When is the owner planning to go back?"

Qie Sheng said: "Just for a few days, wait until I say goodbye to my friends."

Qie Sheng was not in the noodle restaurant at this time, when he was waiting for the table with Yan Rong just now, he heard a commotion outside and ran out, looking for the sound, he ran to have a look, it was just a thief, Qie Sheng hadn't had time to be a hero, a few The young man subdued it together.

Coincidentally, among those few young people were his disciples from Ten Bamboo Villa.

After nesting in the Ten Bamboo Villa for a long time, the disciples were so familiar with their eyesight that they were tired, and when the gate of the Ten Bamboo Villa was opened, they let go of their feet and ran out.There was a lot of fun outside the village, and gradually some homesickness came up. The people in the village met with tears in their eyes for a long time, and it was inevitable to talk about going home often.

Speaking of this, Querce thought that it was time to go back.

He originally wandered outside just to find someone, but now people have seen that his obsession with running around outside has come to an end, and he can return to the villa with a solid heart.

Right now, he was thinking about how to say goodbye to Yan Rongyuan Chunyu.When they were saying goodbye, they were invited to come to Ten Bamboo Villa to have a look. Anyway, after bringing the child back to the sect, he would have a lot of free time. Querce thought rather ostentatiously. Now that Ten Bamboo Villa has planted a large area of ​​bamboo, he has already Learned to use bamboo leaves to play music, although Zhaoya always said that he was not as good as his previous master, not even playing as good as... the rice stewed in a bamboo cup is really delicious, and there are fresh spring bamboo shoots after spring.

Although not as good as back then...he will always make Ten Bamboo Villa more prosperous than it was back then.

Querce was rehearsing the farewell scene in his mind, when he was caught off guard and patted on the shoulder from behind.

"Wow!" He jumped a long way, and took a closer look, but it was Yuan Chunyu.

"Is it so scary?" Querce relaxed, and his eyes were drawn to the civilian man beside Yuan Chunyu.

"Your friend?" The man followed Yuan Chunyu, his face was still a bit childish, and Querce estimated that he was not much older than himself.

But there is no youthful look in his eyes, he is dressed in ordinary coarse cloth, and his face is also featureless.I really don't know how such a beautiful character as Yuan Chunyu can walk with this person.

"It's inconvenient to talk in the past." Yuan Chunyu pointed to the narrow passage between the walls rather mysteriously.

"What's the matter?" Querce glanced at the place Yuan Chunyu was pointing at, full of suspicion, but still waved at Zhuang Zhong's disciple, signaling that person to leave first.

"It's mysterious." Querce followed Yuan Chunyu into the narrow passage, wondering, "Is there something that can't be heard?"

"Leave it to you personally." Yuan Chunyu said.

"Him?" Qie Sheng looked at the man who was following Yuan Chunyu.

Yuan Chunyu nodded, at the end of the narrow path where the light was blocked by the roof and walls, the man wiped off the medicine powder on his face.

Querce opened her eyes wide in shock.

"he is?"

"He doesn't have a name." Yuan Chunyu said, "You can give him one, Master."

Yuan Chunyu slowly lowered the corners of his eyes, and Querce suddenly shuddered.

Querce realized immediately that this was not a gift, but a trouble—a trouble he had to accept.

"Wait, what the hell is he—"

In the middle of speaking, Yuan Chunyu's hand suddenly lifted up, pressed his shoulder and gave a light push, and Querce rolled aside, rubbing against the wall and falling backwards.

"people……"

Querceus opened his mouth in a daze, Yuan Chunyu's eyes gleaming with cold light were blocked by a gray shadow, the sharp claws brushed over Querceter's calf, and quickly swept towards Yuan Chunyu's abdomen.

In the next moment, it will completely tear the person standing in front of it to shreds.

The flower spirit attached to Yuan Chunyu's back is ready to move.

The one who moved faster than the flower spirit was the man in commoner clothes. He raised his hand from his sleeve, holding the talisman paper, and quickly pressed against the gray spot.

The claw paused for a moment, the sword light flashed, the claw broke in two, and disappeared into the air together with the gray shadow.

The sword returned to Yuan Chunyu's hand.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, more gray figures rushed out from all directions, surrounding the three people in the narrow passage.

Not only this narrow road, but beyond the narrow road, the sound of screaming people filled the street.

"It's an evil spirit!"

"Why are there so many evil spirits!"

Yuan Chunyu put the sword horizontally in front, protecting herself and the civilian man beside her.

"Cover your face, put away the talisman paper, and let's rush out." Yuan Chunyu handed out the medicine bottle.

The commoner man is Hua Zhengxian, and Yuan Chunyu helped him change his appearance to avoid the search of Hua's family.At this time, Hua Zhengxian lost all his cultivation base, and without using talisman paper, he was just an unarmed ordinary person.

"You..." Hua Zhengxian said bitterly, "It's just a mere evil spirit. If I didn't lose my mana, how could I not be able to get rid of these evil spirits!"

Yuan Chunyu shouted: "Don't be affected by resentment!" With a sword, another evil spirit approaching was cut off.

"Why do evil spirits suddenly appear here, could it be..." Yuan Chunyu frowned, and an answer came to mind.

"Are you all right?" At this time, Querce also pulled out the sword at his waist, and while wielding the sword to resist, he tried to bind the surrounding evil spirits with spells.

He had already tied two of them, but angered more evil spirits, it was very difficult to even resist for a while.

Yuan Chunyu clicked his tongue and returned the words to Qie Sheng.

These evil spirits were much more powerful than what he had encountered in the past, and he wanted to protect the flowers and fight for strings, and it seemed that he wanted to help Quercego get out of trouble.

But Querce said: "I'm fine! I can, wow!"

Yuanchunyu: "..."

A gust of evil wind blew into the narrow passage, and amidst the rustling of clothes, the evil spirits in the narrow passage were torn apart by the wind, and in a short while, the narrow passage was completely clean.

Zhaoya jumped down from the roof, picked up the mistletoe and jumped up again.

"It's so narrow below, you can fight too."

Yuan Chunyu and Hua Zhengxian ran out of the narrow road. On the street, evil spirits wandered around. People quarreled endlessly and panicked. The monks at the foot of the mountain took out magic tools to expel the evil spirits. rush in one direction.

Querce was carried down from the roof by Zhao Ya, and he saw a wider view from the roof. The whole street was full of evil spirits, and there were more evil spirits gathered in one place than in other places.

He saw Yuan Chunyu looking in that direction.

"That direction is..."

"Child!" Yuan Chunyu burst out these two words between his lips and teeth, and ran in that direction.

Yan Rong's noodle shop is in that direction.

"These evil spirits want to take that child away!" Yuan Chunyu said.

Black flames burned through the roof of the noodle shop, billowing smoke into the sky.

Elder Yuanying arranged for the monks of the Longevity Sect to protect the people on the street and wait outside the noodle shop.

In the noodle restaurant, flames covered the tables and chairs.In the room on the second floor, a barrier surrounded several mortals who were too late to leave. Yan Rong stood in front of the barrier, raising his sword to the child in front of him.

The pitch-black fiery snake devoured the bondage on the child's body inch by inch, but the child was unscathed, looking up at Yan Rong with a trace of irony.

While the flames were flickering, the child slowly raised the corners of his mouth to Yan Rong:

"It's been a long time, my old friend."

"Who are you?" Yan Rong looked at him, there were only a handful of people who could call him friends since childhood, and there was absolutely no such weird child.

"This is the bondage of the magic way, why do you..."

Even Yuanchunyu's bondage can't be restrained, so what exactly is the flame?

"You are the only one who will be bound by mere human beings."

Undisguised contempt appeared on the 'child''s face.He looked out of the window, scorning the common people,

"I've already set up the chess game, but you are still trapped in the bondage of human beings. It takes so much effort to even defeat a low-level demon cultivator. If you continue like this, you will lose... Heh, but you will lose anyway, It's not necessarily a good thing to admit defeat early. It's just that you are so passive and sabotage, I have lost a lot of fun, and it is rare to come to see you, but you are getting more and more boring and not fun."

What kind of chess game is talking to himself, and he is not interesting, it is really inexplicable, besides...

"I won't join your chess game." Yan Rong said.

"In that case." The child glanced at him, with uncomfortable anger in the corner of his eyes: "I'd rather be respectful than obey, and take this world into my pocket."

However, the air current in the air suddenly changed, and the sword intent suddenly approached, and he almost saw the scene where the sword pierced through the flames and nailed into his butterfly bone, nailing him into the wall.

"Ugh!" There was a sharp pain.

The quietly spreading perception suddenly concentrated in one place, Yan Rong silently circulated the airflow around her body, pushed aside the flames and moved the blade.

"I'll overturn your chessboard."

What's more, I didn't feel it before, but now it seems that this 'child' exudes a disgusting aura, which coincides with the aura in Yan Rong's impression.

"The devil."

"Heh...hehe..." The immature child's voice slid past my ears, causing goosebumps.Yan Rong tensed her nerves, ready to respond to his next move at any time.

The 'child' suddenly stopped struggling, curled up and whimpered: "It hurts..."

Yan Rong was taken aback, and stepped forward: "You..." Yan Rong stretched out her hand to the child, trying to help him up.

The black flame quickly climbed onto Yan Rong's hand and covered his entire arm, Yan Rong flung it away suddenly, wrapped his arm with a water talisman, the sleeve had been swallowed by the fire snake and left only ashes, his arm was burned in a large area, almost lost perception.

"Compassion, no, pity? How do you know how to pity?" The child raised his head and looked at him playfully, "If you have pity, you shouldn't be starving me."

As soon as he stretched out his hand and pulled out Yan Rong's sword, he jumped in front of the barrier in an instant.

Several talisman papers stood in front of him, forming a hard barrier, but it was shattered into ashes under his flames. There were unarmed ordinary people in the barrier, and once the barrier was broken, it would be a delicious meal for him.

Yan Rong appeared behind him, raised his sword and approached again, this time without any pity.

But the 'child' turned sideways, stepped on the window and jumped out.

"Delicious in the world." He skimmed the ground and picked up a monk with his neck stuck and jumped into the void. Surrounded by evil spirits, he looked at Yan Rong rushing to the window, licked his lips, and reached out to the man with one hand Heart, "Sure enough, it's better to have a higher cultivation base."

The author has something to say: Yan Rong: Who is this guy? ? ?

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There is no update tomorrow, everyone prepare for the exam (but it’s just an excuse)

☆、Chapter 53

The author has something to say: The author's hidden attribute is actually Zhengtaikong

——Climb up quietly to update a chapter, I don’t know if it will be discovered

Several sword qi rose into the air, and the monks looked up at the child in the air, the flames were burning around him and spreading to the street.

"Be careful! This fire is extraordinary!"

The enchantment was spread on the street, but the black flames gradually gnawed at the enchantment, and as the enchantment receded, it ate away at the world little by little.The monks had to step up to repair and strengthen the barrier to protect the people on the street, and the offensive couldn't help but weaken a bit.

There was a condescending sarcasm on the child's face, and he looked at the world attacked by evil spirits and flames with a certain calmness.

But he wasn't afraid of the spells of the human world at all, and since he hadn't eaten for a long time, he was really powerless, so under the protection of the evil spirit, he prepared to replenish his mana with the human monk he had just captured.

"Huh." While the cultivator was struggling, the Demon Race casually glanced down and saw someone, "It was him, you rescued him?"

Yan Rong didn't answer, she stood at the window and concentrated on restraining his movements.

But a strong demonic wind interrupted the air flow, and also cut off Yanrong's extended perception. The wind was mixed with the monks' spells, and the water vapor in the air and the evil spirits rushed towards the flames. The evil spirits were torn apart by the wind and emitted strange Dissipate unwillingly.

A man in black appeared from the crowd, riding the wind through the distorted afterimage of the evil spirit, and arrived at the side of the demon clan. With the wailing of the skeleton, the monk who was used as food by the demon clan fell from the sky, and half of them fell together. finger.

The powerful monster power that contained anger made the Mozu stiff for a moment, and at the same time as the pain hit, it also made him see the face of the person who came.

"You...you monster that can't protect its master."

"I will avenge him now." Zhao Ya said.

The powerful monster power collided with the magic power of the demon clan, and the roar resounded throughout the town. People couldn't see what happened at all, so they could only hide in the enchantment and pray for the protection of the gods. Even the monks had no chance to make a move. A barrier is used to prevent people from being affected by the battle between one demon and one demon.

Two lightning-like figures fought inextricably in mid-air, and for a moment no one could see who had the upper hand.Querce looked anxiously from below, and was about to ask Yuan Chunyu what he saw, but saw Yuan Chunyu looking at the window on the second floor of the noodle shop.

Yan Rong stood in front of the window, very close to the demon and the demon. The shock caused by the collision of mana made the building of these years crumbling, and the barrier Yan Rong propped up was extremely affected. opened, but he quickly strengthened, while taking care of the barrier, while staring at the two fighting figures intently.

Suddenly, the figure in front of the window disappeared, but after a while, Yuan Chunyu, who was standing next to Qiong, appeared in the window instead of Yan Rong, and took over Yan Rong's enchantment, and there were several Yun who went up with him A monk at Tail Peak.

But Yan Rong flashed out of the window, and jumped straight behind Zhao Ya, along with him was Elder Yuan Ying who had been watching just now.I saw Elder Yuan Ying attacking the demon clan, while Zhao Ya took a few steps back, was supported by Yan Rong who just jumped up, and attacked forward again, but his movements were almost invisible.

After that, Michelle could no longer see anything.The monks below could no longer see anything.A large white light and black flame rain fell down at the same time, and finally the flame melted into the white light, and in an instant, both the white light and the flame disappeared.

The ground is covered with ashes, and the scrolls are scattered on the ashes,