Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

"The thick fog is very strange. It's not natural. It's surrounded by cloudy and evil spirits. There must be something. Follow me and be careful."

Dong Zhao agreed absently.

After walking for a while, the thick fog around them dissipated without anyone noticing, and the two stood in the Dazong Mountain behind the village.

The mountains are overgrown with trees, rugged and rocky, and the evil spirit around them is getting stronger and stronger.

Ye Qiao looked solemn, stood on the spot, put his hands together, turned his palms and crossed his fingers, and began to chant a mantra to form a seal, and a round of magic seals came out from his palms. Ten thousand zhang waves rushed to the four directions.

Shout out "Show me!"

As soon as the words were finished, a gust of wind suddenly swirled, and there was a howl in the grass, and a monster wolf rushed towards him fiercely.

"Master be careful!"

Dong Zhao hugged Ye Qiao and knocked him to the other side of the grass.

The demon wolf reacted extremely quickly, and quickly turned around and rushed over.

Dong Zhao waved his sleeves, and the satin red silk wrapped around his waist quickly wrapped around the demon wolf like a red chain snake, strangling the wolf's throat like a poisonous snake.

The wolf struggled violently, Dong Zhao quickly summoned the Jialan Sword, and stabbed at the wolf.

Suddenly the demon wolf raised its head to the sky and let out a howl, it charged up and released its energy, breaking free from the restraint of the satin red silk.

The satin red silk is a top-class spiritual weapon, it can shake the world, even if it is cut off, it can be repaired automatically, and it should be a monster with a very high cultivation level if it can break free from the satin red silk.

The demon wolf pounced on him, and tore off a large piece of flesh and blood from his shoulder with one paw, exposing the white bones.

Seeing the demon wolf's mouth wide open, its sharp fangs were about to bite off his neck, Ye Qiao flew up and kicked the wolf away, summoning Chixiao Sword to fight with the wolf.

Dong Zhao had no time to worry about his bleeding shoulder, gritted his teeth in pain, and was about to join the battle when he got up.

The figure flickered, the sweat on the forehead dripped into the burning eyes, double images appeared in front of the eyes, and everything gradually became blurred.

Consciousness was a little trance, and a demonic whisper sounded in his ear, "If you want your sister to live, just obediently listen to orders—"

His expression was tense, and his consciousness was pulled back to the scene where he disappeared when he first entered the thick fog of Xiaoyi Village.

At that time, he did see a figure chasing after him, and that figure was Shen Hui.

Shen Hui handed him a box with a treacherous face. He felt a little uneasy, and opened the box tremblingly. Inside lay a wooden hairpin. That hairpin, which he was very familiar with, was carved by himself when he was 12 years old. The hairpin on my younger sister's head.

At that moment, his heart was tightly tightened, and he looked at Shen Hui's smirking face with tears in his eyes.

"If you want your sister to live, just obediently obey."

As he said that, Shen Hui handed him the three evil "Dragon Nails" and said with a malicious smile: "Think of a way to drive all three of the "Dragon Nails" into his heart. sister to you."

Dong Zhao stared at him fiercely, "You want me to kill him?"

Shen Hui snorted and smiled, "Kill him? I can't bear it."

Dong Zhao looked at the three dark and terrifying sleepy dragon nails standing on end, "What are these things for?"

He smiled evilly, making people shiver for no reason.

"Don't worry, I won't kill him. I want to keep him trapped and accompany me. These three trapped dragon nails will not kill him, but will only make his whole life of cultivation come to naught and become a useless person."

He smiled strangely and presumptuously, "I want to break off this high-mountain flower in the world of cultivating immortals, drag him off the altar, and make him a poor beggar at my feet... Don't you think it's fun?"

Dong Zhao looked at him like a lunatic, his teeth were already clenched and his fists were clenched with white joints.

As if he could read minds, Shen Hui seemed to see through Dong Zhao's thoughts, grabbed his neck, and said viciously: "If you don't obey me, the next time you see it will not be the hairpin, but your sister's hairpin." Childish cheeks--"

After saying that, he disappeared into the thick fog in an instant, leaving Dong Zhao standing on the spot with his fists clenched and his fingertips firmly embedded in the flesh and blood.

When he regained consciousness, Dong Zhao had an extra dragon nail surrounded by black air in his hand.

The Sleepy Dragon Nail was tightly held in the palm of his hand, and he almost wanted to crush it before giving up.

Looking at the people who were fighting against the demon wolf not far away, Dong Zhao was struggling in pain. On the one hand, his sister's safety was on the other hand, and on the other hand, his teacher who cared most about him. At this moment, it seemed that there were countless wild cats in his heart, trying to tear his heart apart. Scratch.

The Dragon Nail in the palm of his hand burned and eroded his skin. Dong Zhao deeply doubted whether Shen Hui's words were true or not. The pain of being eroded in the palm of his hand was endless. If it was pierced into the heart, would he still survive?

Shen Hui's threatening words lingered in his ears over and over again like a reminder.

There was a mess in his heart, he almost gritted his silver teeth, the veins on his forehead were so violent that they almost burst, his eyes were red, and his lips trembled slightly "I'm sorry"...

With a flick of his sleeve, the dragon nail in his hand flew towards Ye Qiao's heart like thunder.

Ye Qiao was fighting to kill the demon wolf, and he was pouring the knot seal all over his body to magnify the seal to send the demon wolf back to the west. He had no time to clone himself, but was suddenly pierced through the chest by the flying dragon nail.

The moment the Dragon Nail was deeply clamped into his heart, it locked the spiritual energy in his whole body, and the magic circle that was about to successfully seal it suddenly collapsed, and the huge spiritual vein backlashed towards the person who sealed it.

Ye Qiao was immediately blown away by the shock wave for several meters, Dong Zhao looked scared and shocked, and ran over to catch him.

"Master!" Dong Zhao's heart was trembling, he was afraid and panicked, annoyed himself.

The feeling of the Dragon Nail burning into his heart was like a scorching iron burning the flesh and making a sizzling sound, which made him feel unbearable pain and cold sweat drenched his chest and back.

The demon wolf rushed over like an evil wolf.

Ye Qiao was so tormented by the severe pain that he was about to pass out, but still holding on to the last bit of consciousness, he squeezed out a spell between his teeth, "Too high on stage, never stop responding. Exorcise evil spirits, protect life and body. Urgent as a law !"

In an instant, the two of them formed a golden barrier around them, and when the demon wolf rushed over, he was burned by the huge spiritual energy rebound, and ran away with a howl.

Ye Qiao couldn't bear it anymore and passed out in Dong Zhao's arms.

"Master! Master..." A cry of blood and sorrow came from the dense forest of Dazong Mountain.

Dong Zhao took him back to the blue sea sky and fed him the elixir, kneeling in front of the bed and slapping himself all the time.

Obviously he was the one who caused him to do this, but he still pretended to be a good person here. Dong Zhao hated him deeply!

What protection, he is the biggest danger around him.

The person on the bed coughed lightly and slowly woke up. Seeing this, Dong Zhao wanted to step forward but dared not.

Ye Qiao looked at him with his eyelids open, and was startled in his heart, "Why is this child crying like this?"

For a moment, his heart ached so badly that he wanted to prop himself up and sit up. His chest seemed to have been slashed by something, and there was a spasm and burning pain. He held his heart and his face was pale and sweaty.