Master sees my hairy

Yes, not just a few old books. "

He said this on his lips, but he was brooding in his heart. After a while, when Jun Xing was laying the books with his back facing him, he stretched out his foot and stepped on the nearest book, leaving a mark on the cover in an instant. Wide and big shoe print on the lower half.

Even though there was no wind, the pages of the book turned over with a clatter.

Jun Xing turned his head when he heard the sound, staring at him with eyes like copper bells: "I told you not to move!"

The other party was arrogant: "I'm going to move, you can take me..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge black shadow slowly pressed over from behind.

It has a long and slender body, a small head and a big tail, and the two pairs of translucent wings behind it are constantly trembling.

63. Gusu Night ([-])

Everyone was so scared that they held their breath and didn't move.

It was a praying mantis, at least as high as a two-storey wooden building. Its whole body was black and smooth, and its shell was wrapped with purple-red patterns like vines.It raised its sickle-like forefoot, looked at the mortals below with its small head, and there was a devilish energy escaping, treacherous and frightening.

The giant scythe was about to fall on that person's head. It was too late to say it, but it was too soon. I saw a black iron folding fan flying out from behind the tree. The speed was extremely fast. Before anyone could see it clearly, I heard a "clang" With an ear-piercing bang, one of the thing's front legs was knocked off the ground, and it was cut on the open ground, leaving a gully more than a foot deep.

The crowd stared blankly for a long time before they came back to their senses and ran away screaming.

The demonized mantis turned its head, saw Bai Zang and Xi Feng under the tree, decisively gave up its original target, and moved towards this side.

"Xi Feng, stay away." Bai Zang said, then jumped up and landed in front of the mantis, drawing its attention to himself.

Xi Feng stood still, but Modao Hanchuan had already assumed an attacking posture in his hand, and the ice-blue spiritual power flowed on it, while the other hand held a mass of red-gold Burning Bone Fire, burning fiercely in the night.

In front of him, Baizang was already fighting with the demonized praying mantis, and every move brought up an extremely strong wind, which knocked the surrounding trees down and left them everywhere, and several pieces of the eaves of the wooden building were missing.

The praying mantis moves very quickly, but Bai Zangsheng is small in size. He shuttles back and forth around its body, hitting the bug so hard that it can't keep up with it. The hard shell on its body also begins to crack, and purple-black sticky blood flows out.

The blood dripped onto the ground, eroding pits of varying depths one after another.

Xi Feng subconsciously shouted: "Praying mantises are poisonous, master be careful!"

When Mantis heard his cry, he paused and turned his head around.

"Run!" Baizang hastily unfolded the Thousand Machine Fan in his hand, and countless fine needles were thrown out with his movements, stabbing Mantis' eyes and joints scatteredly.

The wings of the praying mantis, as thin as a cicada's wings, spread out, blocking most of the needles, but quite a few got stuck in the gaps between its hard shells.

The pain made it agitated, and approached Baizang waving its two scythe-like forefeet.

Baizang had always wanted to cut off its forefoot, but after several attempts, he couldn't do it, because the hard shell was too strong.Now being approached by the praying mantis, the poisonous blood kept dripping down, making his range of activities more and more narrow, and his robes began to be corroded and tattered.

But the mantis was still able to handle it with ease, a pair of front legs hit Baizang's thousand machine fan together, not only did not flinch, but also pressed down a few inches.

This pressure caused Baizang to kneel on the ground on one knee, and hastily mobilized his spiritual power to fight against it.

His old injuries have not healed, and it is really difficult for him to fight for a long time.

"Master!" Xi Feng chased after him, swiped his knife to lift off Mantis's forefoot, and took Baizang to retreat five or six steps, "Master, how are you?"

The kneeling just now caused Bai Zang's left knee to be corroded by the poisonous blood on the ground, and he could barely stop by leaning on Xi Feng slightly: "I'm fine."

Xi Feng lowered his head to check Baizang's injuries, then glanced at the praying mantis behind him, gritted his teeth and said, "You take advantage of the trap and go first."

After speaking, he went to settle accounts with the demonized mantis without looking back.

The anger intensified the Burning Bone Fire in his hand, burning along his arm all the way to his shoulder, pulling out a waving red-golden banner behind him.

The cold light of Hanchuan in the other hand suddenly rose, and the ice flakes flew in all directions, colliding with the forefoot of the praying mantis, making the crisp sound of bones shattering.

Mantis's body trembled, trying to retract its front legs, but found that they had frozen together with Xi Feng's Mo Dao.

Frost is still spreading upward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Those who dare to hurt me are impatient to live." Xi Feng's eyes glowed with blood, and the majestic spiritual power rushed out, smashing the two front feet that had been frozen into ice in an instant.

The praying mantis, which lost its powerful forefoot, writhed in pain.

However, Xi Feng refused to let it go, and directly threw the Burning Bone Fire into the wind, covering the entire open space stained with poisonous blood. The praying mantis and its remaining limbs were instantly swallowed by the fire, and burned into ashes with a loud crackling sound.

The fire illuminated half of Suzhou City, revealing the countless demonized animals hidden in the shadows of the houses and trees.

Xi Feng's heart was shocked, and he immediately turned to look for Bai Zang.

Although he was let go just now, Bai Zang absolutely refused to leave alone.

"Master, we have to change to a safe place and heal your injuries first." Xi Feng called out the organ Xuanque, and sat on it with Bai Zang in his arms.

Bai Zang didn't seem to respond, but he was still overwhelmed by the battle between Xi Feng and Mantis just now.

That couldn't be called a battle, it was purely Xi Feng's unilateral massacre of Mantis.

Taking advantage of Xi Feng's inattention, Bai Zang looked at his hand—is it really so weak?

……

The organ Xuanque slowly flew to the sky and stopped on the terrace of a taller wooden building, at least able to resist the attack of some beasts.

Xi Feng found a blanket from Bai Zang's storage bag and spread it on the ground before he carried him down.

"Master, let's see which one to use." Xi Feng took his storage bag and took out bottles of various wound medicines one by one.

He didn't understand this aspect, so it would be safer to let Bai Zang do it himself.

Bai Zang pressed his hand dumbfoundingly: "That's enough, that's enough, as long as that golden bottle."

"This?" Xi Feng left the medicine in the golden bottle, and put the rest back in one go.

"Yeah." Baizang took the medicine and hesitated again, "You...turn around."

It's just a leg injury, is it necessary?Xi Feng looked at Bai Zang suspiciously, but did not turn around.

Bai Zang had no choice but to lower his head, and silently tore open his trouser legs.

Xi Feng was stunned for a moment, and secretly scolded himself for being an idiot, because he didn't expect to have to take off his pants because of his leg injury.

The flesh on his left knee had been corroded by poisonous blood to the point of festering, and even the white bones could be seen faintly, with pus and blood oozing out continuously.

Xi Feng knelt down and looked there nervously: "Master, what should we do? This is too serious."

"I told you not to look at it." Baizang smiled, a moon of white light condensed from his fingertips, and gently placed it on the wound.

The small light ball began to absorb the pus and blood from the wound, and it became bigger and bigger, and the color became cloudy.

After it sucked up the pus and blood, it turned completely black, and ran to the side by itself to disperse in the wind.

Fresh red flesh grows from the wound and begins to heal at a slow pace.

Seeing that Xi Feng was squatting beside him watching, Bai Zang simply threw the medicine bottle into his hand: "You help me take the medicine."

"Ah?" Xi Feng, who was so aggressive and single-handedly killed the mantis just now, is now holding a small medicine bottle as if facing an enemy, "I, I'm afraid I will hurt you..."

"What are you afraid of?" Baizang lay down suddenly, put his arms behind his head and looked at the stars, "Please hurt me."

"..."

After a stick of incense, Xi Feng carefully finished applying the medicine to Bai Zang, making himself sweat all over his face.

Bai Zang yawned and sat up: "It's over?"

"...Mmm." Xi Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and returned the medicine bottle to Bai Zang.

Looking at the golden medicine bottle, he suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Master, why didn't you use Burning Bone and Heaven Fire just now?"

Obviously, this praying mantis is afraid of burning bones and heavenly fire.But Baizang kept fighting with him with the Thousand Machine Fan, and even directly used spiritual power to fight against him, but he never used the Burning Bone and Heaven Fire.

Baizang smiled wryly, his voice a little hoarse: "I don't need Burning Bone and Heaven Fire anymore."

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Bai Zang: I suspect that you just want to see me take off my pants...

64. Gusu Night ([-])

Ever since Xi Feng got back his talent of being the Burning Bone, Bai Zang has lost the qualification to control the Burning Bone Skyfire.

At the same time, the spiritual power support and soul nourishment brought to him by the burning jade bones were rapidly weakening.

It is going to be returned after all.

Bai Zang smiled faintly, and seeing Xi Feng was still looking at him eagerly, he reached out and patted his head: "It's okay, don't be nervous."

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Xi Feng grabbed Bai Zang's cold hand, "Brother said your spirit is weak, what's going on?"

Baizang didn't expect Luo Wuhuan to even say this, so he started talking nonsense again, "Ah... isn't this Hui Chong Nan Dou, it's just a little bit of an influence."

Xi Feng looked at him suspiciously, feeling that it was not that simple.

Afraid that he would ask questions again, Bai Zang hastily changed the subject: "What do you think of this painting environment?"

"...The demonic energy is too heavy." Xi Feng's perception of the demonic energy is becoming more and more acute now, and he can feel the fluctuations of the surrounding demonic energy with a little concentration.

For example, in the flower bed about fifty feet away on the right rear, there is a demonized earthworm wriggling out, its body with thick wrists twisting back and forth, squeezing all the white chrysanthemums next to it into the soil.

"The painting demon is not so powerful, there must be a demon sitting in Suzhou City." Baizang sighed, "I don't know what happened to the people in Suzhou, if the demon energy infects the soul, there is really nothing to do. "

"What will happen then?"

"Turn into a demon." Baizang paused.