Legend of Shangxian

Jiang Hao sneered and taunted the tree demon with his heart language, "Jiang Fan has such a good figure?"

The dryad hummed and sneered like Jiang Hao, and the strong dead tree also turned into Jiang Hao's appearance, and the black robe shook his eyes and looked at him affectionately, "What you see is just what you think in your heart. It's an illusion and a demon, haha Ha ha."

With a whoosh, the Dryad closed his palm, grabbed Jiang Fan, held him in his arms, and demonstrated at Jiang Hao while licking his cheek.

Jiang Fan stood aside and looked at Jiang Hao anxiously, only to see him and the tree demon staring intently and glaringly, their eyes spitting fire, but their hands stopped moving.

The tree demon was rough and ugly, standing there chubby, but instructing the branches to spread over Jiang Hao's waist little by little.

Jiang Fan jumped out in a moment of impatience, "Jiang Hao, be careful~"

Jiang Fan revealed his authenticity and let out his breath, and was immediately surrounded by the surrounding tree branches, entangled layer by layer, covering his mouth and nose, binding his limbs and sealing him inside the tree wall within a moment.

Jiang Hao raised his head and laughed, and Jiang Fan's images flashed in front of his eyes one by one, thinking of that person's smiling face, that person's crying face.The person who always claimed to be his brother-in-law taught him like an elder, no matter how indifferently he treated him, he would always jump out in times of crisis, and hide himself behind with a thin body.

Jiang Hao also remembered that when he was playing chess with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, there was a little boy playing chess. The Bodhisattva talked to him for a few sentences and asked Jiang Hao, "Did you hear what we said just now?" Tell each other, "I only heard ten words. 800 kalpas, a future of [-] miles." The Bodhisattva nodded, "That's it."

Jiang Hao closed his eyes tightly, raised his sleeves to wipe off the blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and then swung his sword to cut off Jiang Fan's head. It's the phantom that still hurts Jiang Hao's mouthful of blood.

It has been less than 800 years since he cultivated himself into a human form, and he thinks that he will have his own way to deal with it at that time. It is unknown whether the adage will come true or not. Jiang Fan has been cultivating immortals for 800 years.

Jiang Hao's heart trembled, and he forced himself to lean on the sword.

Since when did you start caring about Jiang Fan?From when he hugged himself and was hunted down by demons?From when he touched his □ and blew lightly "It doesn't hurt~it doesn't hurt~", when his fingertips were stained with the queen bee elixir and carefully applied?Or should it be earlier?Earlier, when?Jiang Hao couldn't remember, he just couldn't remember.

He has already realized that he treats Jiang Fan differently, and he has long known that cutting off the relationship can make a difference. He thought that if he kept it in his heart, there would be no more troubles. He had hesitated, and he had tried his best to guess the prophecy, but he couldn't decipher it no matter what. Impossible to penetrate.

When worshiping King Qin Guang as his teacher, Wang said, "I will treat you the same as them, even more harshly, and I will pass on my life skills to you. Jiang Hao, his heart is like still water, and he has just realized it."

Jiang Hao closed his eyes and made a wish, not to think of those evil obstacles and his past.Then swing the sword and cut, the heart colic is abnormal.Jiang Fan was sitting by the river and laying on a boulder with a slender figure. Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked at him leisurely.Jiang Hao's mouthful of blood couldn't hold back and spewed out again. It was spraying on his Demon Slaying Sword. The blade flashed white and became extremely sharp in an instant.

Seeing Jiang Hao trapped in the center at first, Jiang Fan struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the tighter the vines became.After Jiang Fan settled down, he used the skill of the golden cicada to get out of his body, leaving behind a pair of soap boots that turned into his own image and was buried in the tree wall. His bare feet hid his breath and climbed up along the veins he saw just now.

The closer to the center of the tree root, the more stench it smells, which is more unbearable than Xu Shibo's feet.Jiang Fan covered his nose with his sleeve, touched the pulsating artery at his hand, saw that it was densely covered with disgusting vein-like stripes, and the tentacles were extremely sticky, and couldn't help feeling sick.

Looking back at Jiang Hao, the corners of his mouth were drooping with blood, his eyes closed tightly, as if the dead leaves of frustration were swaying here and there with the swing of the branches, and the branches of the dryad had already wrapped around Jiang Hao's neck.No matter how indifferent Jiang Fan was, he didn't have a proper weapon, so he could only hug the root of the tree and bite down.

The tree demon was accidentally attacked by Jiang Fan who sneaked into the deadly place, screaming in pain, and Baizhi retreated convulsively.

Jiang Hao, who was trapped, opened his eyes violently from time to time, his eyes were radiant, without a trace of slack, he took the opportunity to fly out, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed hard at the face of the tree demon.

Jiang Fan squatted at the roots, biting the dryad's meridian in his mouth, and did not let go. The surrounding branches twitched and limp at first, and after a while, they gathered their strength and attacked Jiang Fan together.

Seeing them rushing towards them with sharp points and murderous intent, Jiang Fan became anxious, and his mouth became more and more forceful, finally tearing off a large piece of flesh.

Black and smelly blood gushed back from Jiang Fan's bite, and hundreds of branches throbbed and shrank instantly, and then attacked Jiang Fan again, with vicious vigor, wishing to cut his face and pass through his body.

Jiang Fan retreated again and again, fell to sit on the ground, opened his mouth wide, and hit the branch in front of him with the smelly skin in his mouth. The branch seemed to twitch and tremble in extreme pain, and the dozens of long branches pressing in front of him also instantly Stopped the action.

They only need to move forward a little bit, and the one that bears the brunt of it can pierce Jiang Fan's eyes.

Jiang Fan stared at them blankly, not daring to act rashly.

All the branches seemed to be frozen, and then they were all taken back with a snap.

Jiang Fan fell to the ground, and the surrounding scenery became the same as before. The sky was still dark and cloudy, but there was no sign of the tree demon.

Jiang Hao sought victory in danger and defeated the enemy with one move. The tree demon was severely injured by Jiang Hao, so he had to accept the amulet and fled.

Not far from Jiang Fan, Jiang Hao also landed firmly on the ground, with the tip of his sword pointing at the ground, the blood in his heart was raging and his mind was chaotic, and he didn't dare to move an inch.There was a cloud of light fog swirling around, Jiang Hao closed his eyes and remained calm.The mist floated in front of him, and the end of the mist caressed his cheeks. Seeing that Jiang Hao was unmoved, he added a bit of evil spirit.

In Jiang Hao's ear, he heard Jiang Fan getting up and walking over, "Jiang Hao, how are you?"

There was the sound of Jiang Fan slapping the dust on his body and picking up his soap boots, "How can you let him go, and then make up the sword, the tree demon will definitely be out of his wits."

Fufu blows, as if dirty things have entered the shoes, and the voice of putting on boots, "If you don't cut the weeds and roots, there will be troubles." Then he stomped his feet on the ground a few times, "Hey~ why don't you talk, hey, Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao, don't scare me, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Hao's eyes were covered with whiteness, and he tried to open his eyes, one after another was covered with fog, and he looked at Jiang Fan resentfully, it was difficult for him to move now, let alone make up a sword?Moreover, there are faint traces of blindness due to failure.

Gradually, the mist in front of his eyes dissipated a little, and there was a group of light green mist swirling up and down around Jiang Fan.

Hiding in Jiang Fan's arms, Niu Yiming opened Jiang Fan's lapel and wanted to sneak out, but Jiang Fan patted his head and stuffed it back, the green mist stretched into a thread and wanted to sneak into his chest.

Jiang Hao sighed in his heart, since Jiang Fan got the bead, he has attracted countless monsters and ghosts without knowing it. With his ability, holding that treasure is like a three-year-old child holding ingots and going out alone on the street. Who wouldn't be greedy?

After closing his eyes and opening them again, Jiang Hao blew out a breath, blowing away the fog.His vision was clear, and his ears were still buzzing. Although he once thought about getting rid of Jiang Fan, everything went up and down.If you want to become a Shangxian, you can't have a heart of love, but when you see that he still looks ignorant after suffering a loss, you can't help but want to stand up for him.

Only when Jiang Fan walked closer did he see that Jiang Hao's face was not right. Except when he just transformed into a human form, Jiang Hao hadn't shown his weakness in front of him for hundreds of years.

Jiang Fan hurriedly supported Jiang Hao to sit down, crossed his knees, put his palms against Jiang Hao's vest and practiced kung fu silently, with pure yang zhenqi entering his body, Jiang Hao's heart was clear, and an endless stream of heat flowed through his body .

Jiang Hao lowered his head, the corners of his mouth drooped into arcs, there were no tears in his eyes, he felt abnormally dry, a certain place was painful and warm, and all kinds of feelings lingered in his heart. Those heroic words and lofty ambitions seemed to have become It doesn't matter anymore.Since ancient times, when heroes have not met, they have no ambitions, and Jiang Hao is not immune, and even once thought that as long as the two of them get along like this, even if they can't get out of this maze, it's okay.

Jiang Fan did a good job of investigating, wondering how Jiang Hao could be so severely injured, "How can a hundred-year-old little monster be so overbearing?"

Jiang Hao was unable to talk to him, it was Jiang Hao himself who hurt him, the tree demon was just playing tricks to lure his demons.

Jiang Fan murmured and complained, "I saw you being entangled by him, so I knew this guy was not simple, and I didn't know what it was about. It stinks so disgustingly." Thinking of the piece of bark that was bitten off, Jiang Fan couldn't get up. I have to retch secretly.Spit out the Lingzhu from under the tongue, "This is a good thing for healing, just wait."

Since this panacea can save Niu Yiming, it can also save Jiang Hao. Jiang Fan raised his luck from behind Jiang Hao, and pushed the beads to move according to the Great Circle.

Jiang Hao chuckled with the corners of his mouth open, closed his eyes to feel the heat coming, and suddenly frowned, resisting with skill.All the heat that was input just now was sucked out, not only that, but his own essence also slowly flowed out, Jiang Hao was stiff all over, as if someone had put on a tights, it was getting tighter and tighter, the restraints were uncomfortable, and he turned around with difficulty He slapped Jiang Fan away, only to see Jiang Fan's hands trembling, and he looked at him in disbelief, "What's going on?"

Jiang Hao fell to the ground with a bang, not knowing anything about his personnel.

"Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Fan cried and raised Jiang Hao's head to let him lie on his lap, and kept patting Jiang Hao's cheeks.He also found something abnormal when he was halfway through the journey. The bead absorbed Jiang Hao's spiritual power like a magnet, and at the same time absorbed his own. "Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao~" What should I do?

There was a mess here, and Niu Yiming poked his head out of Jiang Fan's arms again, staring at the spirit bead thrown aside with a scorched face, showing eager eyes.Taking advantage of Jiang Fan's full attention on Jiang Hao, Niu Yiming, who had been shrunk down to an inch, tried his best to climb down Jiang Fan's skirt, and lifted the Lingzhu out of breath.

He is also a person who has just been traumatized. He was cultivated during the time when he was held in Jiang Fan's arms by virtue of his unique advantages.

Jiang Hao's face was as white as a piece of paper and his lips trembled slightly. Seeing his miserable appearance, Jiang Fan couldn't hold back the tears. He touched his life gate and pinched others, and only murmured "Jiang Hao" name.

Wiping away the tears with the back of his hand, Jiang Fan looked around, hoping that some passing gods would help him.From the corner of his eyes, Niu Yiming saw Niu Yiming holding the pearl on his head, holding it steady with both hands, Jiang Fan sniffed, and picked up the pearl, "Sure enough, I will repay you, I didn't waste my efforts to save you, thank you. " Conveniently stuffed the Lingzhu and Niu Yiming into his bosom.

Jiang Fan touched the porcelain bottle with his fingertips, and with a thought, he quickly grabbed it out and poured one out to Jiang Hao's mouth. How about saving it?

Sure enough, after a stick of incense, Jiang Hao opened his eyes, only to feel dizzy, and several Jiang Fan's faces dangled in front of him.Jiang Hao frowned, his eyes slightly opened, "What is that?"

Jiang Fan shook his head, both aggrieved and guilty, he really didn't know how the good Lingzhu turned into a life-threatening bead, and took out the bead from his arms, "See if there is something wrong with it?"

The two looked at each other, and saw that Niu Yiming was stuck on it like a piece of paper, sucked dry, with his mouth open and a weak "Ah~ah~" No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

Jiang Fan tore him off in amazement and laid him on the ground. Jiang Hao carefully held the beads.Jiang Fan stammered and explained, "Obviously, it's still good in the morning, and it's still good when you treat Niu Yiming." But when Jiang Hao was treated just now, it was as if it had been reversed and was out of control.

Unable to decipher it for a while, Jiang Hao still handed it back to Jiang Fan, covered his face with his hands, took a deep breath, and asked another question, "The tree demon can perform illusions, did you see any illusions?

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