Beautiful apprentice dressed as a demon

Li Wenzhao flew all the way along the horse path, but he never saw that thin figure.

The lights in the small town had long since disappeared from his sight. He touched the ground and stopped.

The moonlight tonight was bleak, and he looked up, only to see that the full moon hanging high above the willows had turned into a blood moon, and the scarlet moonlight spread from the clouds, dyeing the sky red.

The black boots stepped on the potholed gravel road, Li Wenzhao's eyes swept across the surrounding area, and the surrounding area was quiet, except for the sound of the soles of the shoes rubbing against the gravel, there was nothing.

Standing here, it seemed as if time had been stretched infinitely, surrounded by misty white mist that was getting thicker and thicker.

His always keen perception told him that he was already trapped in the formation that someone arranged in advance. He raised his head again, looked at the moon in the sky, and then flicked his fingers to shoot the magic energy upwards.

But in the blink of an eye, the devilish energy was suddenly swallowed by the moonlight, reflecting a burst of spiritual power, Li Wenzhao quickly put up an umbrella, and avoided the attack in Kankan.

The sects in Miaojiang are different from the three religions and nine streams in the Central Plains. They mostly worship ancestors like witches and gods.

This place is full of oppression, surrounded by mountains on three sides, one is facing water, there is only one way to go, the east belongs to fire, the west belongs to water, water is yin to cold, and Li Gua is yin fire, which is the four spirits bureau to suppress evil spirits .

No wonder the moonlight has changed from here on. It must be because the evil energy is too strong tonight, which has caused the imbalance of yin and yang.

If you want to go out, you have to find the formation eye.Li Wenzhao looked at the surrounding environment again, and he realized that this formation was different from those he usually encountered. Array.

If that's the case, I'm afraid that fool Jianghuai has been tricked and doesn't know it yet.

He wanted to transmit the sound to Xie Xiao first, but suddenly found that the devilish energy in his body was half weaker than before.

The Siling Bureau suppresses evil and is not easy to be disturbed. If you don't get out as soon as possible, it may affect your injuries.While thinking, Li Wenzhao tried to condense a ball of black fire in the palm of his palm, a little bit of sparks in his fingers, and soon turned into a handful of things that looked like black ash.

Li Wenzhao: "..."

He patted his hands clean and felt the wound on his body hurt even more. A burst of bone-cracking pain spread from his waist, abdomen and chest, as if countless knives had cut open his internal organs.

The cloth wrapped around the wound oppressed him, making the pain infinitely magnified.

And all these pains reminded him that he could no longer use the magic energy, and he had to leave here as soon as possible.

The majestic master of the demonic way, Li Wenzhao, the demon king feared by no one in heaven and earth, is now trapped in this natural formation, unable to even use magic spells. If someone sees it and spreads it, the group of immortal sects will probably make a fuss again.

Blood penetrated through the wrapped gauze and wet the newly changed robe. He walked on the road, staggering, and his whole body fell into a trance due to the pain.

In front of my eyes, the illusion of nothingness seemed to appear again. The moonlight streamed in through the open window.

Somehow, he seems to have returned to many years ago, and saw himself squatting by the small pool, scooping up a puddle of water, humming a song, and someone behind him was calling his baby name, with a soft and soft voice.

"Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao'er..."

Calling and cicadas superimposed and echoed, making it unclear whether what you saw was real or a dream.

Li Wenzhao felt that something was blocking his throat, and when he opened his lips again, there were several uncontrollable coughs.

It was these few low-pitched coughs that made him fall into the confusion of fantasy and reality, not knowing where he was today or at night.

In a daze, what appeared in front of him was still the apricot blossom house, green plums and spring snow. Under the waning lamp, he watched the wild geese return to the south in the distance.

In a blink of an eye, all the scenes no longer exist, he is still trapped in the white mist, the surroundings are lonely and corrupt, and standing here, he seems to be out of place.

Enduring the pain, Li Wenzhao tried his best to maintain his final sobriety, and walked to a deserted village along the only road.

The wooden sign with the name of the village on the entrance of the village was covered with dense kudzu vines, covering up other characters. He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but he could barely recognize the word "Canglan".

In the middle of the night, at a glance, in the gloomy village, there was actually a flat house that was dimly lit.

There are still people in this village.Li Wenzhao took a deep breath, feeling that the wound was getting more and more painful.

The light and shadow in front of him were overlapping and blurring, like the desire for light in nature, he began to walk towards the faint light uncontrollably in a trance.

The winter in southern Yunnan is not as cold as the night in the north, even if it is cold, it will not be too cold. Moreover, according to the Mahayana cultivation base, Li Wenzhao should not have much feeling for these temperatures, but now he feels that his whole body is like Sinking into the abyss of the extreme north, it was biting cold, but sweating profusely on his forehead.

Sweat mixed with blood quickly soaked through the robe.

Li Wenzhao felt that his body had stretched to the limit, and he could also feel that the spiritual energy in his body was gradually solidifying. Apart from weakening the magic energy, this formation should also be able to suppress the spiritual power of the demon cultivator. He originally wanted to use the mirror technique to see that Someone lived in the bamboo building, but after gathering energy for a long time, he couldn't cast spells.

The magic energy weakened a lot, and the cold wind poured into his collar and blew onto his skin, licking the chill even more.

Li Wenzhao walked with trembling steps. He rarely showed such a state in front of outsiders. There are too many people who want to take his life. superior.

Because of this, he was obviously seriously injured, and he was already extremely unwell when he was in the tavern, but he still hid it all the time, never mentioning it, and didn't want anyone to see it.

The circle of light in Li Wenzhao's eyes became more and more blurred, and soon became one. He shook his head, and walked towards the village with his last consciousness.

***

The door near the backyard is closed, but there will still be wind coming in through the crack of the door, carrying moisture, and it is cold and wet.

A moment ago, Jiang Huai was lying on the ground, listening to the strange voices. At first, those voices seemed to be avoiding him deliberately, but once he put his ears on them, they stopped making any sound, but after a while, those voices seemed to be suppressed. I couldn't help it, and let out a long and low sound of "嘿嘿".

"There is something under this room." Jiang Huai said firmly.

007 is irrefutable.

The floor is made of wood, covered with thick dust. When he stepped on it earlier, there were rows of footprints left, but Jiang Huai could no longer care about the dirt. He squatted down and used Sleeves to brush away those thick buildups.

Dust was swirling under the candlelight, and it didn't take long for him to smell a fishy-sweet smell, mixed with a rotten stench, blowing towards his face.

The light from the Dusheng cover became more and more intense, and the Jiaogu felt a certain breath on his wrist, and gradually lit up with a crimson brilliance.

The smell of rotting flesh/body surged in the air, and the eerie sounds constantly emanating from the ground reminded people outside that there was something strange here.

Jiang Huai squatted down, and said to 007: "Forget it, let's leave it alone, let's go, and look at another house."

007: [Yes, there is always a place to live. After tonight, it will not be too late for us to find our way tomorrow. 】

"Yeah." Jiang Huai stood up and prepared to pack his things and go out.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something pressing down on his shoulder, as if someone was pressing his shoulder, that powerful and warm feeling instantly overwhelmed all his senses.

Seeing him frozen in place, 007 asked: [Host, what's wrong with you? 】

Jiang Huai felt that his heartbeat was accelerating uncontrollably, and his chest also fluctuated with panting.

Seeing that his reaction was wrong, 007 turned around and looked behind him. It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. He almost didn't get scared by it when he saw it. On his shoulders, it's so scary.

【Ah ah ah ah ah! 】

"Holy shit! Haunted! Haunted!" Jiang Huai was startled by 007's cry and jumped back again and again. In a panic, he picked up the life mask and threw it forward, muttering quickly, "Jiujiu Daoyuan entered My heart, the Taoist fetus is not bad, the three flowers gather on the top, the nine-day sun and thunder light shine on my heart, and the nine-day thunder god helps me. The heavenly old king, the Jade Emperor, is as urgent as a law, and the divine power enters my body, and the evil spirits do not invade. The pure gold of the nine yins will disperse all demons!"[1]

007 panicked and wanted to cover his eyes, but because he had no hands, he could only hide behind Jiang Huai and close his eyes tightly.

The person who came was hit by the ferry cover and fell down with a bang, making a dull sound of falling to the ground.

Jiang Huai thought that the life-saving mask had manifested, and wanted to go forward to retrieve the treasure, but as soon as he got close, he didn't dare to make a sound.

What is Li Wenzhao? ? ?when did he comeWhy don't you say anything when you come!

007 leaned out, saw Li Wenzhao lying on the ground, and sighed: 【Fuck, I'm really drunk, and I don't make a sound when I come here. Who are you scaring? 】

Jianghuai: "???"

007: [Why are you looking at me like this. 】

Jiang Huai: "Who did you learn those words from?"

007: [You. 】

Jiang Huai: "...don't learn such words in the future."

007 let out an "oh" and stopped talking.

Jiang Huai stepped forward and bent down, touched the back of Li Wenzhao's neck, and helped him up.

"If he wakes up later, let's say we don't know what's going on, and he fainted himself. Anyway, he can't admit it, do you understand?" Jiang Huai said while helping him on the couch.

It is said to be helping, but in fact it is no different from pulling. Because he is not strong enough, he can only pull Li Wenzhao's clothes and drag him towards the bed. The floor in the bamboo building is not smooth and smooth, but rough and grainy. The friction force of the wooden plank was too strong, he scrambled for a long time, but he didn't move much, but he pulled Li Wenzhao's clothes over his shoulders.

"He's too heavy." Jiang Huai struggled for a long time before finally moving him onto the bed, then crossed his hips and panted for a while.

As if recalling something, he couldn't help but raised his mouth again: "The waist is quite thin."

007: [... host, where is your focus? ? ? 】

"Hey, it's really thin. If you don't believe me, feel it." Jiang Huai thought, and then used his hand to draw on Li Wenzhao's body and his own waist twice, and finally came to a conclusion - if it is Qianqian's waist , it seems that he is still better.

007 means speechless.

Jiang Huai straightened the person, then clapped his hands, and suddenly felt something sticky and moist in his palms.

what?He stretched out his hand to look by the candlelight, only to realize that his hand was covered with blood.

When was this done?He has no idea.

It was 007 who sensed the abnormality first, flew over, and asked: [Host, is Li Wenzhao injured? 】

"There seems to be something wrong." Jiang Huai said, walked back to the bed, and put his hands on Li Wenzhao's chest and abdomen. His chest rose and fell, and he seemed to be breathing very hard.

As soon as I put my hand on it, I felt the damp, hot and sticky touch just now, and when I lifted it up to look again, my hand was covered with blood again.

Jiang Huai was a little dazed, thinking, this life-saving mask is a bit too much...

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[1]: pdd sentence, from the Internet.

ps: The blood got on Zhaozhao's waist when he touched it. Ah Huai was so greedy that he touched it twice, haha.