The Dangerous Cultivator

The nameless valley, with green grass and winter season, not only does not have the slightest sense of depression, the red flowers and trees of the valley are in full bloom.

Bai Yuzhang on the left side of the valley, a huge current like a silver screen, rushed down from the height of Baizhang and hit thousands of snow waves.

The thunderous sound gradually became clear in Yan Zi's ears, and then, an unbearable irritability was born.

Along with this irritability, Yan Zi's heavy eyelids slowly opened, and it was the image of Qing Xiu Lei Li Shuluo that caught the eye.

Li Shuluo, who sat on a side of bluestone, looked at her with a smile, "Girl Yan is asleep, she should be hungry, use some food."

Yan Zi groaned up, not looking at a plate of steamed buns, two pieces of cooked meat on a white cloth on the right, and then moved her legs subconsciously.

"My deity advises you to sit down honestly."

An extremely cold voice came, and Yan Zi's heart was cold with thorns. Looking at the sound, it was a toad covered with rotten sores squatting under a banana leaf.

"You ... are people or ghosts!"

Yan Zi only felt that a furry poisonous insect was lying on the backbone of her spine, and she couldn't help shaking.

Speaking of Yan Zi ’s extraordinary experience, she has also seen a big world, but a talking monster, except Rui Rui, she has never seen a second one, especially the toad who is so terrible and suddenly speaks out, It challenges his common sense of monsters.

Toad hummed coldly, and sprayed a mist that was invisible to the naked eye. When he saw the mist, he would hit Yan Zi. Li Shuluo suddenly reached out, and a black gas cut the mist straight, and diffused towards a branchy gingko tree Go, the giant wood died instantly.

"Hmm ..."

The toad cried out like a night owl, "Sura is still that Shura."

Li Xiuluo didn't answer, and waved at Yan Zi gently. "Girl Yan, offended. See Brother Xu, sorry for me, you go."

Yan Zi was moved here inexplicably, the sky was sunny, the surroundings were overcast, and she saw the toad that uttered words at first sight, and she did not want to stay here for a moment.

At first hearing Li Shuluo's words, Yan Zi subconsciously summoned the birds, got up and drove away.

With a bang, the toad burst into a sudden burst, and saw a torn skin of toad, blasted in the air, neither flesh nor bone marrow.

With the toad burst, a faint shadow, now under the huge banana tree, Xu Yi was a ghostly master of the middle-aged image that day he saw in the cave.

However, the middle-aged image in front of me is not a bit elegant, but replaced by a full face of sorrow and resentment, "Sura, Shura, I can't wait to swallow you!"

Had it not been for the strength of this avatar, the ghost master could have swallowed Li Shura.

At this moment, the main subject of the ghost master far away in the emperor's court has been defeated by Xu Yi, relying on tricks to escape a life.

Because of the last sentence that shocked Xu Yi, the ghost master became more aware of the importance of Yan Zi, and it was not an exaggeration to say it was an amulet.

But he never expected that at this critical moment, Li Shura dared to put Yan Zi in front of himself.

Speaking of the ghost master, Li Shuluo also knows that Li Xiulao has a strong affection and righteousness, and he knows that Li Shuluo and Xu Yi have a great friendship. Because of this, he has not revoked the ray of soul attached to Toad. Shura.

But he never thought that Li Shuluo would do such a thing in his presence.

This was his capable man for more than a hundred years, so that the ghost master almost made Li Shuluo his own hands and feet. Until then, he realized that the hands and feet had his own will.

Li Shulu knelt on one knee and bowed his head, "The Lord saves my soul and helps me practice. Shura dare not forget, this remnant is nothing to the Lord."

He did miss the kindness of the ghost master, but this kind of kindness had no ultimate meaning to him.

He practiced hard and was willing to serve the ghosts as the envoy, and what he did was obsessed with heart—revenge for blood.

His blood and deep hatred have been reported by Xu Yi, but not only that, Xu Yi also recorded for his dead wife, a poem that is well-known to future generations. Such great gratitude and great diligence, he could not report.

At that time, the ghost mainly captured Yan Zi, but he had no choice but to do it, but he had the best of both worlds.

Hitu Xuyi could see the secrets he had left quietly, and came to seek the ghost master, so Xu Yi took the ghost master's handle on the emperor's tomb, and Yan Zi was boundless.

In this way, he has not only explained to Xu Yi, but he must not blame the ghost master.

But he never expected that the situation suddenly changed dramatically.

Just as Yan Zi was lethargic, he meditated deliberately, but his attention was focused on the toad of the ghost's host.

Although the ghost master tried his best to cover up, so as not to show traces, he still saw the ghost master's situation from the sudden weakening ghost.

The target of the ghost master is only Xu Yi, who inferred in turn and caused the bad situation of the ghost master must also be Xu Yi.

At this moment, the ghost master's ghost subject has never returned, and Li Xiuluo can't investigate how the ghost master's injuries are, but only by this rapidly weakening soul division, he knows that the ghost master must be crazy.

For more than a hundred years, he knew the temperament of the ghost master too.

He is also a vulva, and he knows how difficult it is for the warming up of the vampire. The slightest damage is the pain that the **** itself cannot bear.

The lord of the damage, the degree of madness, Li Shuluo can even predict.

In this way, Yan Zi must not end well.

Seeing that the beauty of both worlds was shattered, Li Xiuluo chose not to return to Yan Zi without even weighing.

Li Shuluo said nothing, the ghost master was silent for a long time, suddenly, a yin and yin smiled, and yelled, "Chao Xihua Yanchun, twilight miserable flowers. Do not sorrow flower early, grief like flower body."

If Li Shuluo was struck by lightning, he stared at the ghost master with black liquid spilling out of his eyes.

The ghost master tapped his finger, and the black liquid drifted towards him with a faint imaginary shadow. For a moment, his imaginary imaginary shadow was clear a lot. Suddenly, he turned into a light smoke and disappeared instantly.

"Alo!"

Li Shuluo murmured and turned into smoke, chasing after the ghost master.

The poem read by Shicai Guizhu is exactly what his deceased wife wrote before he died. Only he knew that the guild master could only know one thing. Most of the ghost masters knew the whereabouts of his dead wife's ghost.

With this thought together, all kinds of doubts flowed.

More than a hundred years ago, shortly after his new death, he encountered all kinds of singularities, all kinds of treasures suitable for the survival and cultivation of the genitals, one after another by him.

At that time, he thought that it was a coincidence, and he was very rich in luck. Soon after he became a Yuan ghost, he met the master of the ghost and was taken over by him.

Now think about it, most of the coincidences that were thought to have been deliberately made by people with intentions.

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