The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

There are few people walking around on the mountain military road, but it is so quiet and clear that you can't even hear the birdsong, and the silence is too strange.

Moreover, this road is only on the mountainside. According to common sense, it should not be as smoky as the deep mountain.

Yang Wentuo joked: "Are there any immortals coming down to earth?"

Chi Si got a point, pulled the rein and stood still for a moment, then suddenly curled his lips and clicked his tongue.

These ants, whose cultivation base was so low that they would be stepped on if they didn't pay attention, made him a little annoyed when he was eager to return to Beijing.

The thin figure as thin as a bamboo flashed, and teleported to Yang Wentuo's horse.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his actions like this, Yang Wentuo knew there was a reason for the incident, and asked him seriously.

"Ah Ji, you don't have to worry about that Dragon Lord from now on." The affectionate smile sneered at those who blocked the way, "That little snake was bewitched by my beauty, and came to find us." .”

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The three mortals were startled when they heard this, and before returning to their senses after a breath, the horses under them began to rustle.

Animals have sharper senses than humans, and they have sensed something and become restless.

The muscular and thin arms hugged the person in his arms tightly, and Chi Si's figure moved instantly, lightly avoiding a huge wave of dust and dust that came suddenly from nowhere, and landed steadily on the ground.

In an instant, sand and rocks were flying, and the wind was strong.

The gray tornado scraped the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees into the whirlpool, and the low hissing dragon chant aroused mighty sound waves in the valley, echoing repeatedly, echoing in the ears for a long time.

The horse was frightened, its legs stood up high, and after neighing, it ran away quickly.

Xie Guanhe and Yang Huiyu were caught off guard and were almost thrown off their horses.

The two jumped quickly, and after falling to the ground out of balance, they staggered back a few steps before stabilizing their bodies.

A thick tree was knocked down by the hurricane, and the flat mountain road was destroyed in a mess.

Immediately afterwards, the dust and wind scattered, covering the sky like a rain of gray needles, and raining down the pungent smell of water and rust.

After the dust and rain cleared, a huge blue python appeared in front of everyone.

The body of the snake, which is about thirty feet long, is coiled with curved eyes, forming a small mountain.

Chi Si snorted lightly, and smiled in the ear of the person in his arms: "This is her original shape. A little snake, isn't it worth looking at?"

Yang Wentuo was silent for a while, speechless.

Immortals are different, and there is probably a big gap in cognition.

The high-level real immortal didn't pay attention to a small snake, and was not in a hurry to kill the demon and subdue the demon.

The giant python made half of the hillside into a mess, and it didn't do anything after it appeared on the stage.

The three mortals looked at the "little snake" as tall as a hill, and were silent.

The giant python's eyes were red, and he stared at the figure in front of him without moving.

The atmosphere was eerily peaceful.

After a few breaths, the giant python turned into a human form, and Zhao Wanqing reappeared in front of everyone, with a soft and beautiful appearance, gentle and mournful, and pear blossoms with water on the verge of weeping.

Anyone who reads it will only feel that she is a soft-hearted, delicate and pitiful beauty.

She saluted a few people, and she didn't seem to have any hostility. It made people stunned for a moment, and it seemed that it was not easy to shout directly.

Jiao Wan's eyes were full of tears, and she cried to Chao Chi: "I didn't know before that it was a mistake to take people's skins at random, and I hope that Taoist Lord will forgive me."

"I took shape not long ago, and I haven't harmed anyone. This mortal body was also handed over to me voluntarily. Please let me live."

I don't know where she has been these past few days, it seems that she has learned some new ways of life.

This mournful and weak appearance made the men startled again.

"What should I do?" Chi Si asked like Yang Wentuo.

Do you want to get rid of this demon?

"There is indeed no evil on her body." He added, "The demon cultivator likes to seek dual cultivation from mortals, and pays attention to what you like and what you want, and only a few people harm others."

If it is in the Youtian cultivation world, human cultivators and monster cultivators practice on their own, and there is little interference.

Zhao Wanqing continued to cry: "I heard them say they wanted rain, so they cast spells to make it rain. I don't know if this is wrong."

"I heard them say that the Dragon God needs tributes, and I don't know if this is wrong."

Chi Si explained to Yang Wentuo: "The concept of good and evil between monsters and humans is different, and we can't understand their thinking. She is just born with wisdom, and just started to learn how to be a human being. I don't know where to learn some messy things."

"But her heart is not bad. It's just snake nature," he pinched the back of the man in his arms, provoking a little, and let out a smirk.

"What should I do now?" He asked again, "Can this demon be eliminated?"

That day when he discovered Zhao Wanqing's true nature, he originally thought that it was not easy for her to change form, so he didn't intend to touch her.

It's actually a bit embarrassing to say that a true gentleman who has achieved the Tao with a high level bullies a small snake who has just refined Qi and transformed into form.

If she hadn't planned to attack Yang Wentuo, he wouldn't have bothered to stab that sword.

Yang Wentuo also hesitated a little.

A delicate and beautiful woman cried in front of her, if it wasn't for a beautiful and poisonous femme fatale, she would really be a little bit hard to deal with.

"You said that Zhao Wanqing voluntarily handed over his body to you?" Xie Guanhe asked.

He also hesitated, wanting to determine whether this monster... should be killed.

"Zhao Wanqing is my name." She cried softly, "I don't know what her name is."

"They brought her here that day, and I chatted with her all night, and she said she wanted to be friends with me."

to be friends?

"Then why do you want to take her skin?"

"I've heard they all do it, and I don't know if it's wrong. I like the way she looks, and I told her about it, and she was willing."

What she said about them was vague.

Sometimes it refers to people, sometimes it refers to demons.

The rules, good and evil, right and wrong, and preferences between demons and humans are completely different.

She couldn't tell.

"She kept crying in front of me, told me her life experience, said she was willing to give me her body, and begged me to avenge her."

The miserable girl met the Dragon King and made a wish to the Dragon King with her own body as a tribute.

"She said she always wanted to visit the capital."

The newly born snake demon is still ignorant in his mind. After taking the girl's skin, his mind is also affected by her.

She is a human at one moment, and a demon at another, with blurred boundaries.

Xie Guanhe looked at Yang Wentuo: "Ah Ji, Miss Zhao..."

It doesn't seem like it should be killed.

The same is true for the life and death of people in the rivers and lakes.

Yang Wentuo pondered for a moment: "If you don't disturb the world..."

Before he finished speaking, he was shocked suddenly, and the remaining half of the sentence was startled back into his throat.

Zhao Wanqing unexpectedly began to undress again.

The men were violently frightened, turned their faces away in a hurry, and looked at their toes.

Chi Si reluctantly reminded: "Women in the world don't take off their clothes at every turn."

The mournful sobs were mixed with pain that seemed unbearable: "This wound hurts unbearably, and I hope that Taoist Lord can undo the Taoism and let me live."

Thick smoke as black as ink slowly flows out from the fine marks on the heart, wrapping around the body like filthy muddy water, cold and shrill, shocking.

"Girl...you put on your clothes first." Yang Wentuo glanced at it, but he couldn't see anything except the filthy black air entangled and flowing.

"Fourth." He raised his jaw at Chi Chi, signaling to release the spell.

But the opponent didn't move.

There was a vertical mark slightly furrowed between Chi Si's brows, silent and thoughtful.

"Is this the sword I stabbed you with?" A little doubt flashed in Junyan's eyes, "Didn't you make it somewhere else?"

Zhao Wanqing cried and nodded, tears pouring down like rain.

"What's wrong?" Yang Wentuo saw that something was wrong.

Chi Si pondered for a moment, and he was a little at a loss: "I haven't applied any methods."

There was a flash of light in his hand, and a long sword appeared out of thin air.

The blade of the sword is pure black, without any cold glow.There seems to be a faint layer of black air around the blade, which is ominous at first glance.

"Do you remember that I told you before." He said to Yang Wentuo, "I once sealed Xinxin, and I couldn't break that seal. Later, when you left, the seal was lifted by itself."

Yang Wentuo nodded.

Chi Si went down to the mortal world and sealed the magic power by himself.On the day the seal is broken, his cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds.

"I seldom use the sword, and I haven't used it much since I developed the sword intent." The flat tone implied showing off.

Sword intent is the highest state of swordsmanship.

"After the seal was broken, I never used him. I was in a hurry that day, so I used him," Lang Yin paused, "I don't know, but now the Xunxin looks like this after using it."

Until now, I didn't know that the wound pierced by the divine sword would look like this.