The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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The few monks did not control the spirit weapon, and took one step at a time, paying attention to the wind and grass around them, for fear of missing any shadow related to evil spirits.

However, the more we walked up the mountain, the more silent our ears became.

In autumn, Zanglin Peak is full of wild trees and weeds. It is the time when all things are screaming, but the branches and leaves are silent, insects and birds are silent, and even the sound of the wind seems to fade out of hearing, and the silence is scary.

Xie Yang was not a quiet person, but these people didn't say a word, which made it even more boring, so he walked to Jiang Miaomiao's side in two or three steps, thinking of some excuse to tease him.

Just as he was about to speak, a shrill scream suddenly sounded from the originally silent mountain, like a ghost crying. The entire Zanglin Peak seemed to have a big hole, and everything echoed with this sound, making it very noisy.

"Hide!"

When Jiang Shuyu gave this order, Xie Yang stretched his neck and looked curiously at the source of the sound. Before he could react, someone grabbed his wrist...

Under the darkness of night, several people found a place to hide behind a small hill. Jiang Shuyu let go of Xie Yang's hand, and leaned over vigilantly to stare at the only path in the mountain, where hissing sounded.

He exerted great strength, even though he had withdrawn his hand, the slight numbness on Xie Yang's wrist still lingered for a long time.

Xie Yang panicked at the moment just now, and vaguely felt that it was ten years ago.

His nostalgia was soon shaken by the approaching cries, Xie Yang settled down and looked out from the small bag where he was hiding - only to see that there was an extra woman on the mountain road that was empty just now!

The dense fog cleared, revealing a round of bright moon on the top of the mountain. Everyone was not too close, so they couldn't see the woman's face clearly. She looked like an ordinary village girl in her clothes, walking and crying while walking from the side of her shoulder. A few yellow papers were pulled out of the basket and thrown in the air...

Jiang Miaomiao: "Who is that person, why is he throwing paper money on the mountain in the middle of the night?"

Huangfu Zhouzheng: "Maybe it's the poor man who came to extradite the souls of the dead. I heard that the lost souls can find their way home by spreading yellow paper while walking."

What he said was terrifying and affectionate, but unfortunately even Jiang Miaomiao didn't believe it, let alone the two remaining old fritters.

"Leading the way is indeed leading the way, but it's a pity that leading the way is the Huangquan Road of strangers here."

At this time, Jiang Shuyu touched his eyelids with his fingers together, and the golden light revealed. When he opened his eyes again, the inlaid eye sockets were replaced by two clean and clear golden eyeballs...

With this holy light-like pupil color, he looked at the "spirit attracting" woman again. Under the desolate moonlight, there is no poor person alone, there is only a female ghost who is "burdened" all over her body to open the way!

"Don't move, don't disturb her."

Jiang Shuyu pressed Jiang Miaomiao's impatient body and mind, and then slowly said: "There are too many little ghosts behind her, and this kind of little ghost who lives on others cries too loudly, and going forward without authorization may cause trouble outside the festival. "

This kind of ghost is born of grievances accumulated by a woman who has worked hard all her life. She is not aggressive at all. She is afraid of her bunch of "children" who cling to their mother's back and cry when they see people. Humans have the instinct to protect the weak. No exception, it attracts other ghosts and ghosts, and misses the itinerary.

After Jiang Miaomiao listened, she nodded and then leaned down on the ground and waited for the female ghost to pass by.

Xie Yang's gaze has not been on the female ghost since just now. Away from Jiang Miaomiao, he stares at those long-lost golden eyes, full of thoughts...

Jiang Shuyu has suffered a lot because of these eyes that are different from ordinary people. He has never told himself about it, but Xie Yang has seen it many times in person. The rare and beautiful Ruifeng eyes, the golden pupils are only filled with a little charm, just like the two pools of spirits in the fairy mountains, even if the master doesn't smile, he looks a little more intimate.

Jiang Shuyu used to show this pair of unique eyes to others in spite of the world's different words and gazes. Who knows that time is merciless, and now he has become a fairy teacher with one person above ten thousand people. Perseverance and fearlessness are thrown away.

Jiang Shuyu is not the former Jiang Shuyu, and Xie Yang is not the former Xie Yang. What good is nostalgia, no matter how hard it is to recall the past.

He has never been a sad person, but at this moment, his heart is ashamed.

I can't keep it anymore, his past events are all wrapped up on Jiang Shuyu's body like a paste, and they are inseparable from it. Xie Yangguang felt a headache when he smelled it, so he caught the "" at the end of Jiang Shuyu's words. Another branch" drew attention.

This is simply a once in a lifetime opportunity!

The female ghost was burdened too much and walked very slowly. Jiang Miaomiao was a child lying on the cool ground in the autumn night. It didn't take long for him to feel cold all over his body and his hands and feet were numb. went back.

Jiang Miaomiao: "Why is it so cold?"

It stands to reason that he practiced sword every day to strengthen his body, so he shouldn't be so fragile.

Xie Yang glanced at him, and said calmly: "Now we are lying on his grave, there is nothing we can do if it is cold."

He pointed casually, and under the moonlight, a stone tablet behind Jiang Shuyu flashed a cold light as if responding.

Jiang Miaomiao's hairs stood on end, and finally couldn't help it: "Wha... ah... ah!"

"...Oh hoo, it's over."

The annoying crying stopped suddenly, Jiang Miaomiao kept praying and cautiously poked his head out, but saw countless blood-red eyes looking at him, and then he opened his mouth full of sharp teeth. "Laughing" together...

Jiang Miaomiao: "..."

Xie Yang was very satisfied with the sudden change in front of him, he was still lying on the grave in his original posture, but his eyes were full of watching the excitement.

At the same time, like lightning, Jiang Shuyu pulled out "Qing Jing" and moved to the ghosts who had already opened their mouths. He raised his sword and slashed. mother.

After the "mother" died, the ghost boy, like a child without a mother, stopped crying consciously. His huge head was like a ball filled with water, and it suddenly slumped down, and his empty eyes stared viciously at the "mother-killing enemy" in front of him. ".

However, this person is ruthless, how can he know the pain of losing his mother, only to see a flash of a long sword in his hand, and countless ghost children "died unexpectedly"...

After Huangfu Zhouzheng and Jiang Miaomiao came, Jiang Shuyu had already eliminated the biggest threat for them. These ghost boys couldn't scream, they didn't dare to cry, so naturally they couldn't make any waves. Even an ordinary medicine cultivator could walk through them with ease.

Without the ghost mother and being bullied by others, those ghost boys are naturally not stupid. They ran around with mouths full of sharp teeth, looking for the next "mother". Because of the large number, many of them ran out without checking. They even ran towards the grave where Xie Yang was hiding.

"Not good." Jiang Shuyu frowned. If I remember correctly, it was a women's grave. If they happened to get married, they would just happen to be the next old lady of the ghost boys.

Before he had time to say more, he just said "be careful" and went back and forth.

A crack appeared on his face of ice cubes that have been around for thousands of years, and he came back twice as fast as when he went there, but there is still the figure of his little apprentice in this grassy grave...

At this stunning moment, that kid took advantage of the loophole...

The buried underneath is indeed a married woman!

In the next second, Wan Ying cried together, and the sound shook the sky!