The bright moon shines, the cold wind blows through the alley
Murong Yàn followed Zhiqiu's leaf through the dense forest and came to a dilapidated temple
It's strange that since I saw the three words Lanruo Temple on half of the stone tablet, it was cold and cold, and it kept falling. The boy wrapped his thin clothes and sneezing.
Zhiqiu Yiye pushed the straw hat on his head, kicked open the empty temple gate, and the two walked into Lanruo Temple.
Illuminated the oil lamp and set up a fire. Murong Yàn felt a little warmer. When he looked around, he was shocked.
Spider webs are densely covered with Buddha statues, and Vajra's eyes are glaring, leaving only half of their eyes. Several mice are coming out of the dark eye hole from time to time, rushing up and down
Zhiqiu took out two pieces of dry food and gave it to the boy half. After the wind swept the clouds, he sat down on the spot.
Murong Yàn felt that the temple was gloomy and terrifying. She sat closer to Zhiqiu. The cold wind blew against the broken window ridges, making a sound. The boy was shaking and couldn't help it anymore. Big...Brother, why... Why are you so scary here? Why do you want to live here?
Zhiqiu Yiye opened his eyes and sighed. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he said, "I don't remember how long ago, I wanted to be a knight who eliminated the devil and defended the way, so I went to study everywhere. I heard that there was a master living in Lanruo Temple, named Yàn Chixia, so I came to become a master. But this man had a strange temper and refused to accept me no matter what he said. He also said that heroes are fools, and fools are heroes. I was very angry. I fought with him, but beat him, but I left, and later, I heard that he had paid a serious injury and was about to die, so I came to see him. Before he died, he passed the spell to me and told me that being a ghost is better than being a human being, and being a human being is better than being a hero. After that, he died. He had no relatives, and he had no money on his body. I buried him nearby. From then on, I only did a business of collecting money. The world is rampant and the business is not good.
The boy listened quietly and sighed. This person is really pity...
Are you full? If you are full, go to bed. There is a thousand-year-old tree demon in Lanruo Temple. Maybe it will come out to cause trouble. Follow me closely, don't be afraid. Even if I can't fight, the old demon will have no choice but to run away.
Thousand…thousand-year-old tree demon?
The boy swallowed, fearing and fearing. The thing suddenly cursed, "What's so scary about an old tree?" The difficulty is that Lanruo Temple is simply transformed by a giant demon, and it is also the ghost realm of the human world. The Yin-Yang Divide. You two fools lived in their nostrils, but they were still proud of themselves. Ah, so stupid!
Murong Yàn was even more frightened after hearing this, and he couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned, afraid that he would be eaten by the Thousand Years of Tree Demon
Lanruo Temple is covered with clouds and mist, and day and night are hard to distinguish. Murong Yàn and the other two were hit for a few hours. Suddenly, a delicate and ethereal cry came from outside the temple. Help... Help... Help...
The sound was far and near, extremely tempting. After hearing this, the boy was distracted and couldn't help but say, Brother Zhiqiu, someone is calling for help...
Humph, Lanruo Temple doesn’t even have a personal figure, so where did the people come from calling for help? It must be a monster!
The boy had to give up, but the screams sometimes didn't happen, and they kept lingering in the ears of the two. Knowing that Qiu Yiye could not bear it anymore, the sword box collapsed, holding a sharp blade, jumped out of the temple, shouting loudly, what's the ghost crying here! It disturbed a family's dream?
The scream paused, and suddenly ran around and circled. Zhiqiu Yiye was furious, jumped up to the treetops, looked around, saw a ghost in the northwest flashing, and said with a long smile, Where is the monster going! He jumped to chase him
When Murong Yàn saw Zhiqiu Yiye leaving the temple, he was shocked and shouted in a hurry. Brother, brother, come back soon!
But I couldn't help but be afraid. I closed the temple door and my heart was like a drum. I just thought that the thousand-year-old tree demon should not come here at this time. When I was nervous, I suddenly heard the ring ring outside the door. Someone knocked on the door twice. Is anyone? Help, help!
Murong Yàn dared not make a sound, shivering, the temple door creaked open, a gust of fragrant wind came, and a young woman ran into a beautiful woman, wearing a green shirt, with a green strap inside, her breasts were extremely plump, her legs suddenly appeared while she ran, her snow thighs were hidden, and the temptation was very great
Murong Yàn was stunned. The woman had already arrived, leaning against the boy's shoulder, panting thinly, breast augmentation, brother, there is a thief who wants to harm me, you have to protect your sister
The boy felt the fragrance of his body, and he felt dizzy, and he stumbled, where...where is there thieves?
Just outside, a big bearded man holding a sword to kill me!
The woman hugged the boy tightly, enlarged her breasts and squeezed Murong Yàn's body. The boy tasted the meat for the first time, but how could he bear such temptation? He rushed up and wanted to hug him back. Unexpectedly, his body suddenly stiffened. For some reason, he pushed the woman away, jumped to the temple gate, and shouted, Zhiqiu, Zhiqiu, Big Brother Zhiqiu, Female Ghost, Female Ghost, Female Ghost here!
The young man knew it was the thing that was done, and he could do nothing, but the woman was angry and embarrassed. Her fingers stretched out, her nails surged like a sword, and she came straight to the young man. At the critical moment, Zhiqiu's leaf burst into spring thunder, flew in, turned into blood and became a talisman, and a thunder in the palm of his palm struck the woman. The woman was frightened and flew out of the window. Zhiqiu's leaf was eager to chase her, and Murong Yàn was left in the temple.
The boy was very depressed and complained, how did you eat vegetarian food today?
What do you know about that thing? Not to mention a little girl ghost, even if the ghost mother comes, I dare to enjoy it. Just follow my instructions!
Murong Yàn had to sit down. After a moment, another sound came from outside the door. Is there anyone? Help, help!
Unlike the delicate before, this voice was crisp and beautiful, and it was endless, and it seemed to be around the beam for three days. When the boy was stunned, he walked straight to the door and opened the door. He saw a slender and delicate back standing outside the door, purple dress, purple skirt, beautiful hair like a waterfall, suddenly looking back, thick eyebrows, starry eyes, nose like a gallbladder, mouth as bright as Zhu Dan, skin like jade, beautiful, covered mouth, smiled, and full of mèi
Young Master, can I let go of it?
Murong Yàn was stunned for a moment and quickly gave in. The woman turned around twice, and looked up to the boy, and he came to the boy's mouth, and he was about to speak. The boy suddenly smiled, "Wait, there is a big beard outside the door, holding a sword to kill you, right?"
The woman was stunned and looked at the boy up and down. How did you know?
Guess it!
The woman giggled, the whole room was full of spring, and she moved her lotus steps towards the boy, then do you save me or not!
Not saved!
The boy said, but he hugged the woman's slender waist and brought it to his arms. The soft jade and warm fragrance were the woman's face was like spring water, but murderous intent appeared in her eyes. She kissed the boy with a cherry lips.
Zhiqiu Yiye chased the woman in green clothes. After about half a stick of incense, she finally chased her behind and quickly threw the flying sword. A cold light flashed by, and it was about an inch and stabbed it on the woman's skirt.
The woman was shocked, turned her body and broke free from her dress. Her breasts were trembling, and her fat buttocks were tightly twisted. For a moment, the spring was endless. Zhiqiu Yiye swallowed his saliva secretly and thought to herself, this female ghost is so fucking beautiful!
However, those who practice Taoism know that humans and ghosts have different paths, and do not care about seeing the beauty. Zhiqiu Ye once again sacrificed the flying sword and took the woman straight. The woman could not avoid it. Seeing that the flying sword was about to pierce into the snow-white breasts, suddenly the wind was everywhere. Zhiqiu's vines seemed to have come alive and grew very fast. Xiang Zhiqiu's leaf entangled around him. Zhiqiu was shocked and jumped up quickly, and several thunders in his palms struck the tree vines. The real fire was burning, and it was extinguished by the pouring rain. The demon fog was covered with a wide range.Several feet long, a few feet long, something like a tongue wandered around, suddenly rushed to the sky, rolling up Zhiqiu Yiye, the more it was rolling tighter and tighter. Zhiqiu's muscles and bones were about to break, but it slashed several swords one after another, and roared, biting the tip of the tongue, causing the demon tongue to retreat, but it was completely useless, and it entangled again. Zhiqiu Yiye thought it was going to die. Suddenly, the body protection spell carried Zhiqiu to fly into the air. The demon tongue was shining by the golden light, screamed and shrank back.
Zhiqiu Yiye saw the monster escaping, wiped the sweat from his head, secretly calling for luck. If it weren't for the magic spell, it would have almost become the thing that the old monster said. I remembered Murong Yàn alone in the temple and rushed back.
Murong Yàn embraced the girl in purple, put her hands up and down, and her snow-skinned breasts were all in control. Although this woman was not as charming as the girl in green, she was far better than her beauty. The boy touched her tender and smooth legs and wanted to get a sword and a footstep. The girl in purple was so beautiful, but she sighed in her heart that all the men in the world were so anxious. When she teased the boy until her essence and blood was full, she summoned the old demon and sucked it all.
Then he touched the lilac tongue into the boy's mouth, sliding into his abdomen like a swimming snake
Suddenly, the woman in purple found that her tongue seemed to be entangled by something. In an instant, a black mist sprayed out from the boy's mouth. The woman in purple was surrounded by black mist. The tiny bit of spiritual energy rushed out, and it was about to lose its soul. Looking at the boy again, his eyes were like the dark night sky, looking at the woman in purple coldly. You are here to provoke me as well?
The girl in purple was in great pain and fell to the ground and cried. Please... please... let me go...
Say, who are you?
The little girl Nie Xiaoqian was not a native of this place. She died suddenly and her soul was trapped by the tree demon of Lanruo Temple and became a maid who searched for the strong man to suck it. The sister I came with was called Xiaodie, you... The little girl has a miserable life, let me go...
The boy nodded, removed the black fog, and heard Zhiqiu Yiye shouting outside the temple, "Little brother, little brother, are you okay?"
The boy whispered to Xiaoqian, "My elder brother is back. If he sees you, he will definitely kill you. Hurry up."
Murong Yàn pushed Nie Xiaoqian under the incense table, put down the yellow curtain and hid it, and walked to the door, Brother Zhiqiu, I am here!
Knowing that the autumn leaves saw Murong Yàn was safe, I felt happy
Little brother, have you ever seen monsters?
Monster? Didn’t the elder brother go after him?
Zhiqiu shook his head, no, that's just a little devil, I fought with the old demon, it's very powerful, you and I have to be more careful
Zhiqiu Yiye walked into the temple, sniffed for a few times, and his face changed. No, why is the smell of ghost so strong?
Drawing out the sword and searching everywhere. The boy hurriedly pulled Zhiqiu's sleeve. Brother, I think it was the female ghost who came just now, and it left a breath. You should take a rest for a moment.
Zhiqiu Yiye's face was solemn, brother, don't know, that old monster was injured by my magic spell just now, and he would be unwilling to accept it. If he came, he would be a bad thing.
Zhiqiu took out the magic spell from his arms, looked through a few pages, hung the flying sword at the main entrance, and hung up all kinds of magic weapons one by one, chanting Taoist mantras. The boy stood in front of the incense table, and suddenly his ankle was pulled by his hands. He looked down and Nie Xiaoqian's face was pale and as angry as a fancy, and could no longer support him. Murong Yàn knew that Xiaoqian was formed by the magic weapon mantras. If he did not escape, he would die. He hurriedly asked the object for advice. The object whispered a few words in his mind. The boy took advantage of Zhiqiu's leap to the side hall, climbed the main gate with one foot, took off the flying sword and threw it out, shouting, Big brother, Big brother, the monster is coming!
Zhiqiu Yiye was shocked and rushed to the main gate. Seeing the door open, the flying sword disappeared.
Where is the sword?
Snatched away by monsters
This old demon can actually take away my magic weapon! Don’t move, I will fight it again!
Zhiqiu Ye jumped out, and the boy returned to the incense desk, lifted up the yellow curtain, and helped Nie Xiaoqian out, you can go quickly, let you go now
Nie Xiaoqian lowered her head and thanked her. She saw that most of her breasts were exposed, her pretty face turned red, and she was busy with her clothes. She tried her best to make a fortune and said in a low voice, "Young Master, although you have magical powers, you may not be your opponent to grandma. You should leave quickly."
The boy nodded, I have my own sense, you can go
Nie Xiaoqian walked to the door and looked back at the boy. She was boundless and flew out of the temple lightly. Murong Yàn sighed in unison with the object, it was so beautiful!
The boy wondered and asked the thing, why did you want to save her?
Idiot, what's the fun of using force all the time? This is called playing hard to get. Besides, as a ghost, I enjoy it, but your Taoism has not been achieved. It will be detrimental to practice for a long time. If you want to find a way to restore her body, then hehe...
The boy laughed lewdly when he heard the thing, and when he thought of Xiaoqian's peerless appearance, he couldn't help but feel warm.
Zhiqiu Yiye chased after him for a long time, but there was no trace of the old demon and had to return in disappointment. When he returned to the temple, Murong Yàn hurriedly asked, did the elder brother have ever chased him?
Zhiqiu shook his head, I don’t know what tricks the old demon played
The boy was silent, and suddenly knelt down in front of Zhiqiu Yiye, kowtowed and bowed. Zhiqiu hurriedly helped the boy up, brother, why are you?
Brother, I want to ask you to pass on my magic. You and my brother fight to the death with the old monster. Even if you die, you will be able to eliminate the harm of the people and die as a result.
Zhiqiu Yiye smiled when he heard this. You and I have a fate, and have become brothers. It is just a difficult path to practice and it is useless for a while. I can pass on your simple Dharma, and you will protect yourself.
Now Zhiqiu Yiye passed on some easy-to-understand magic spells of Murong Yàn. The young man was very happy when he first learned the Taoist method, but the thing sneered and kept laughing.
The two of them took a nap. Zhiqiu looked outside the temple. It was still full of clouds and no sunlight. He thought about it and asked Murong Yàn to pack up his things. The boy asked where he was going. Zhiqiu replied, I thought about it again and again, this old monster is not able to fight it at present. When I improve my skills, it will not be too late to clean up. You and I will leave quickly.
The two of them got up and left the temple. After walking for a few hours, the woods became denser and denser. After spending a few laps, they did not walk out of the dense forest. But they found that they were back outside Lanruo Temple. Zhiqiu Yiye's face changed. After thinking for a while, no, the old demon imposed a ban. We are afraid that we can't get out of Lanruo Temple.
What should I do?
If the soldiers come and generals block the water and soil, I don’t believe that the old demon has the power to heaven!
Zhiqiu's heroic spirit suddenly arose, so he pulled Murong Yàn back to the temple and meditated and waited.
When the moon was bright, I knew that the autumn was exhausted and fell asleep. Xiaoqian's crisp cry sounded outside the door again. Murong Yàn opened the door. Xiaoqian saw that it was a boy and said, "Why haven't you left yet?"
The boy smiled and stopped leaving
Grandma wants to take your flesh and blood tonight, and you will die if you don’t leave. Besides... Besides, you are here, where will I find a man for my grandma to enjoy? Wouldn’t I close it?
As the two were talking, Zhiqiu Yiye suddenly woke up and flew straight to Nie Xiaoqian. Little monster, don’t leave!
He is trying to fight, Nie Xiaoqian's beauty changes and hides behind Murong Yàn. Brother, please get out of the way. I will destroy this little monster who helps the evil!
Let me wait, brother, she...she is a good person...oh no, she is a good ghost!
Nonsense, ghosts are ghosts, how can there be good ones?
Murong Yàn stopped Zhiqiu Yiye and talked about Nie Xiaoqian's life experience
She doesn't want to help the old demon harm people, but she can't escape
Zhiqiu Yiye sighed after hearing this, it would be fine if life is hard, but it would be a ghost to suffer. Oh, the sky is speechless!
Murong Yàn pulled Nie Xiaoqian into the temple, and the three of them sat next to the fire. Xiaoqian bowed to Zhiqiu, hero, can you help the little woman escape from the sea of suffering and be reincarnated as a human being? I really don’t want to harm others anymore!
This... was not difficult at first. Just take your urn away from here and do some salvation. But now the old demon set up a formation, and Lanruo Temple has become a forbidden place unless the old demon is destroyed.
Xiaoqian sighed quietly, holding Xiangqiu's cheeks and staring at the flames. Zhiqiu Yiye was depressed, took out the wine bag she carried with her, drank a big sip, and handed it to Murong Yàn, brother, you can also take a sip!
Murong Yàn took a sip, felt bitter and coughed continuously. Xiaoqian burst into laughter, grabbed the wine bag, raised her head and poured it down, and the wine was steamed, and even more beautiful. The two of them and one ghost talked loudly in this forbidden area of ghosts, and said at the fun, Xiaoqian danced with a flowing cloud and water sleeves, and was full of manners. She sang in her mouth, ten miles of flat lakes are full of frost, and inch of green hair is sad year, looking at each other alone in the moon shape, only envying the mandarin ducks but not the immortals
Zhiqiu is a leaf that caresses her palm and laughs. Good poems are just different from humans and ghosts. How can you envy the mandarin duck?
Xiaoqian's singing ended abruptly, and she looked panicked, grandma is here
Zhiqiu draws his sword and rises up. Today, a family and the old demon will decide the outcome, so why not lose!
Flying out of the temple, the boy slowly walked to the door and said to Xiaoqian, you only need to be behind me later, everything is fine
Zhiqiu jumped into the forest with a leaf, pointed at the sky with a sword, cursed angrily, old monster, you Zhiqiu Grandpa is here, get out and die!
The surrounding dense forest seemed extremely angry, roaring like thunder, lingering around, and came to Zhiqiu. Zhiqiu Ye fired several swords in succession to block the coming momentum. He pressed the sword box, and the flying sword was like rain, dancing the sword wheel, ringing beside him. The dense forest suddenly split, and the demon fog was made. Eighteen ghost children were carrying a large sedan chair. An old woman with a pair of buns was sitting on the sedan chair, with a hideous face, and several girls stood behind her, and the green-clothed girl Xiaodie was also among them.
The old woman pointed at Zhiqiu with her hand, but she was a male voice. Zhiqiu Yiye, you and I have no grudges, why did you stop me from doing good things?
Zhiqiu Yiye laughed, you old monster, men and women are not distinguished, what does a certain family want you to take care of? I cut your tongue, is it still painful?
There was another wound on the old demon's mouth. It was hurt by Zhiqiu's spell and he couldn't help but be furious. The girl Xiaodie in green clothes behind him quietly pulled the old demon, Grandma, look!
The old demon looked at the temple gate, and Murong Yàn showed a piece of purple skirt behind him. Xiaoqian, dare you betray me? I smashed your bone altar and let you never be reborn!
The arm turned into a dead tree and grabbed Murong Yàn. Zhiqiu Yiye saw this and activated the sword wheel and slashed at the old demon. The old demon showed his true body. It turned out to be a thousand-year-old banyan tree. The demon fog carried flying sand and stones and smashed towards Zhiqiu. Zhiqiu Yiye recited the truth and attracted thunder and fire to burn the old demon. The old demon practiced a lot and transformed into countless tree demons. They attacked Zhiqiu. Zhiqiu fiercely urged his martial arts and spit out blood.
The shemale was in full swing, and Xiaodie brought a group of ghost children to fight Murong Yàn and Nie Xiaoqian. Xiaoqian thought the young man had great magical powers, but he just hid behind him. But Murong Yàn was panicked and stood still. He shouted Zhiqiu Yiye to help him, and had to jump out from behind and stop Xiaodie. Xiaodie, do you still have to fight with your sister? You and I are both miserable people, why bother...
Stop talking! I have had enough of you. Relying on my grandma's love and domineering, I will kill you today!
The nails stretched out and grabbed Xiaoqian's pink face. Xiaoqian waved her head, curled her long hair, and the two girls were entangled together.
A group of demon children surrounded Murong Yàn, scratching and chatting, the boy was desperately calling the object, but the object was gone again
Zhiqiu Yiye casts spells repeatedly, but cannot hurt the old demon. He was about to lose, so he bit his teeth and drew a thread on the Taiyuan acupoint. Blood gushed up. He sacrificed the magic spell and shouted, "Hurry up as the law order, the magic spell reveals the holy spirit! Grandpa, the ancestor, save me!"
The spell was stained with Zhiqiu's blood and flew in the air. The golden light shone everywhere, illuminating the old demon Ding, circling, and suddenly appeared the nine-character mantra. The nine-character mantra, the soldiers and fights, all of them, arrays, fronts, and rows. The golden mantra surrounded the old demon's true body. The three-flavor true fire rose up. The old demon kept crying and couldn't escape. He gradually withered in the firelight, and suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, Black Mountain Old Demon, Black Mountain Old Demon, save me, save me!
The thousand-year-old tree demon turned into a ball of ashes. Xiaodie and the ghost boy were extremely frightened. They turned around and ran away. Zhiqiu Yiye shouted loudly to kill the weeds and roots. Xiaoqian stopped him quietly. Zhiqiu Hero, let them go. Without grandma, they won’t live long!
Zhiqiu Yiye had to give up. Looking at the golden spell that was still in the air, murmured, "This treasure has such magical powers, but I have only a few understandings. It seems that it is necessary to be well-versed in detail."
Nie Xiaoqian looked at the afterimage left by the thousand-year-old tree demon, frowned, thinking about the tree demon's shout before his death, and showed fear on his face. Hero Zhiqiu, I'm afraid... I'm afraid the old monster in the Black Mountain is coming, what should we do?
Black Mountain Old Demon? What the hell is that?
It is even more powerful than grandma, we can't beat it, you...you run away quickly...
While the two were talking, they saw a sudden burst of thunder in the sky, heavy rain poured down, and black clouds were overwhelming. Lanruo Temple came alive and rose from the ground. A monster was as big as a mountain, with the temple as its head and the door as its entrance, and Murong Yàn stood in his mouth.
Zhiqiu Yiye hurriedly called back the magic spell and wanted to fight against the old demon of Heishan. However, this place is no longer human. The ghost energy is full of corpses and blood. It covers the magic spell and Zhiqiu Yiye, which is hard to move in an instant. Zhiqiu desperately calls the flying sword, jumps into the air, and flies to the mouth of the old demon of Heishan. He is about to approach, and is shot down by the flying corpse mountain, and his spiritual sense is dim.
Seeing this, Xiaoqian flew up lightly, her long hair flew out, barely wrapped around Murong Yàn's body, and wanted to take it out, but the old demon of the Black Mountain swept her huge palm and slapped Xiaoqian in the sea of blood.
Murong Yàn was still standing, expressionless, only the thing in his mind roared violently, Black Mountain Old Demon, don’t you see who I am! I am your ancestor!
The black jade ring was worn on the fingers at some point
Murong Yàn followed Zhiqiu's leaf through the dense forest and came to a dilapidated temple
It's strange that since I saw the three words Lanruo Temple on half of the stone tablet, it was cold and cold, and it kept falling. The boy wrapped his thin clothes and sneezing.
Zhiqiu Yiye pushed the straw hat on his head, kicked open the empty temple gate, and the two walked into Lanruo Temple.
Illuminated the oil lamp and set up a fire. Murong Yàn felt a little warmer. When he looked around, he was shocked.
Spider webs are densely covered with Buddha statues, and Vajra's eyes are glaring, leaving only half of their eyes. Several mice are coming out of the dark eye hole from time to time, rushing up and down
Zhiqiu took out two pieces of dry food and gave it to the boy half. After the wind swept the clouds, he sat down on the spot.
Murong Yàn felt that the temple was gloomy and terrifying. She sat closer to Zhiqiu. The cold wind blew against the broken window ridges, making a sound. The boy was shaking and couldn't help it anymore. Big...Brother, why... Why are you so scary here? Why do you want to live here?
Zhiqiu Yiye opened his eyes and sighed. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he said, "I don't remember how long ago, I wanted to be a knight who eliminated the devil and defended the way, so I went to study everywhere. I heard that there was a master living in Lanruo Temple, named Yàn Chixia, so I came to become a master. But this man had a strange temper and refused to accept me no matter what he said. He also said that heroes are fools, and fools are heroes. I was very angry. I fought with him, but beat him, but I left, and later, I heard that he had paid a serious injury and was about to die, so I came to see him. Before he died, he passed the spell to me and told me that being a ghost is better than being a human being, and being a human being is better than being a hero. After that, he died. He had no relatives, and he had no money on his body. I buried him nearby. From then on, I only did a business of collecting money. The world is rampant and the business is not good.
The boy listened quietly and sighed. This person is really pity...
Are you full? If you are full, go to bed. There is a thousand-year-old tree demon in Lanruo Temple. Maybe it will come out to cause trouble. Follow me closely, don't be afraid. Even if I can't fight, the old demon will have no choice but to run away.
Thousand…thousand-year-old tree demon?
The boy swallowed, fearing and fearing. The thing suddenly cursed, "What's so scary about an old tree?" The difficulty is that Lanruo Temple is simply transformed by a giant demon, and it is also the ghost realm of the human world. The Yin-Yang Divide. You two fools lived in their nostrils, but they were still proud of themselves. Ah, so stupid!
Murong Yàn was even more frightened after hearing this, and he couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned, afraid that he would be eaten by the Thousand Years of Tree Demon
Lanruo Temple is covered with clouds and mist, and day and night are hard to distinguish. Murong Yàn and the other two were hit for a few hours. Suddenly, a delicate and ethereal cry came from outside the temple. Help... Help... Help...
The sound was far and near, extremely tempting. After hearing this, the boy was distracted and couldn't help but say, Brother Zhiqiu, someone is calling for help...
Humph, Lanruo Temple doesn’t even have a personal figure, so where did the people come from calling for help? It must be a monster!
The boy had to give up, but the screams sometimes didn't happen, and they kept lingering in the ears of the two. Knowing that Qiu Yiye could not bear it anymore, the sword box collapsed, holding a sharp blade, jumped out of the temple, shouting loudly, what's the ghost crying here! It disturbed a family's dream?
The scream paused, and suddenly ran around and circled. Zhiqiu Yiye was furious, jumped up to the treetops, looked around, saw a ghost in the northwest flashing, and said with a long smile, Where is the monster going! He jumped to chase him
When Murong Yàn saw Zhiqiu Yiye leaving the temple, he was shocked and shouted in a hurry. Brother, brother, come back soon!
But I couldn't help but be afraid. I closed the temple door and my heart was like a drum. I just thought that the thousand-year-old tree demon should not come here at this time. When I was nervous, I suddenly heard the ring ring outside the door. Someone knocked on the door twice. Is anyone? Help, help!
Murong Yàn dared not make a sound, shivering, the temple door creaked open, a gust of fragrant wind came, and a young woman ran into a beautiful woman, wearing a green shirt, with a green strap inside, her breasts were extremely plump, her legs suddenly appeared while she ran, her snow thighs were hidden, and the temptation was very great
Murong Yàn was stunned. The woman had already arrived, leaning against the boy's shoulder, panting thinly, breast augmentation, brother, there is a thief who wants to harm me, you have to protect your sister
The boy felt the fragrance of his body, and he felt dizzy, and he stumbled, where...where is there thieves?
Just outside, a big bearded man holding a sword to kill me!
The woman hugged the boy tightly, enlarged her breasts and squeezed Murong Yàn's body. The boy tasted the meat for the first time, but how could he bear such temptation? He rushed up and wanted to hug him back. Unexpectedly, his body suddenly stiffened. For some reason, he pushed the woman away, jumped to the temple gate, and shouted, Zhiqiu, Zhiqiu, Big Brother Zhiqiu, Female Ghost, Female Ghost, Female Ghost here!
The young man knew it was the thing that was done, and he could do nothing, but the woman was angry and embarrassed. Her fingers stretched out, her nails surged like a sword, and she came straight to the young man. At the critical moment, Zhiqiu's leaf burst into spring thunder, flew in, turned into blood and became a talisman, and a thunder in the palm of his palm struck the woman. The woman was frightened and flew out of the window. Zhiqiu's leaf was eager to chase her, and Murong Yàn was left in the temple.
The boy was very depressed and complained, how did you eat vegetarian food today?
What do you know about that thing? Not to mention a little girl ghost, even if the ghost mother comes, I dare to enjoy it. Just follow my instructions!
Murong Yàn had to sit down. After a moment, another sound came from outside the door. Is there anyone? Help, help!
Unlike the delicate before, this voice was crisp and beautiful, and it was endless, and it seemed to be around the beam for three days. When the boy was stunned, he walked straight to the door and opened the door. He saw a slender and delicate back standing outside the door, purple dress, purple skirt, beautiful hair like a waterfall, suddenly looking back, thick eyebrows, starry eyes, nose like a gallbladder, mouth as bright as Zhu Dan, skin like jade, beautiful, covered mouth, smiled, and full of mèi
Young Master, can I let go of it?
Murong Yàn was stunned for a moment and quickly gave in. The woman turned around twice, and looked up to the boy, and he came to the boy's mouth, and he was about to speak. The boy suddenly smiled, "Wait, there is a big beard outside the door, holding a sword to kill you, right?"
The woman was stunned and looked at the boy up and down. How did you know?
Guess it!
The woman giggled, the whole room was full of spring, and she moved her lotus steps towards the boy, then do you save me or not!
Not saved!
The boy said, but he hugged the woman's slender waist and brought it to his arms. The soft jade and warm fragrance were the woman's face was like spring water, but murderous intent appeared in her eyes. She kissed the boy with a cherry lips.
Zhiqiu Yiye chased the woman in green clothes. After about half a stick of incense, she finally chased her behind and quickly threw the flying sword. A cold light flashed by, and it was about an inch and stabbed it on the woman's skirt.
The woman was shocked, turned her body and broke free from her dress. Her breasts were trembling, and her fat buttocks were tightly twisted. For a moment, the spring was endless. Zhiqiu Yiye swallowed his saliva secretly and thought to herself, this female ghost is so fucking beautiful!
However, those who practice Taoism know that humans and ghosts have different paths, and do not care about seeing the beauty. Zhiqiu Ye once again sacrificed the flying sword and took the woman straight. The woman could not avoid it. Seeing that the flying sword was about to pierce into the snow-white breasts, suddenly the wind was everywhere. Zhiqiu's vines seemed to have come alive and grew very fast. Xiang Zhiqiu's leaf entangled around him. Zhiqiu was shocked and jumped up quickly, and several thunders in his palms struck the tree vines. The real fire was burning, and it was extinguished by the pouring rain. The demon fog was covered with a wide range.Several feet long, a few feet long, something like a tongue wandered around, suddenly rushed to the sky, rolling up Zhiqiu Yiye, the more it was rolling tighter and tighter. Zhiqiu's muscles and bones were about to break, but it slashed several swords one after another, and roared, biting the tip of the tongue, causing the demon tongue to retreat, but it was completely useless, and it entangled again. Zhiqiu Yiye thought it was going to die. Suddenly, the body protection spell carried Zhiqiu to fly into the air. The demon tongue was shining by the golden light, screamed and shrank back.
Zhiqiu Yiye saw the monster escaping, wiped the sweat from his head, secretly calling for luck. If it weren't for the magic spell, it would have almost become the thing that the old monster said. I remembered Murong Yàn alone in the temple and rushed back.
Murong Yàn embraced the girl in purple, put her hands up and down, and her snow-skinned breasts were all in control. Although this woman was not as charming as the girl in green, she was far better than her beauty. The boy touched her tender and smooth legs and wanted to get a sword and a footstep. The girl in purple was so beautiful, but she sighed in her heart that all the men in the world were so anxious. When she teased the boy until her essence and blood was full, she summoned the old demon and sucked it all.
Then he touched the lilac tongue into the boy's mouth, sliding into his abdomen like a swimming snake
Suddenly, the woman in purple found that her tongue seemed to be entangled by something. In an instant, a black mist sprayed out from the boy's mouth. The woman in purple was surrounded by black mist. The tiny bit of spiritual energy rushed out, and it was about to lose its soul. Looking at the boy again, his eyes were like the dark night sky, looking at the woman in purple coldly. You are here to provoke me as well?
The girl in purple was in great pain and fell to the ground and cried. Please... please... let me go...
Say, who are you?
The little girl Nie Xiaoqian was not a native of this place. She died suddenly and her soul was trapped by the tree demon of Lanruo Temple and became a maid who searched for the strong man to suck it. The sister I came with was called Xiaodie, you... The little girl has a miserable life, let me go...
The boy nodded, removed the black fog, and heard Zhiqiu Yiye shouting outside the temple, "Little brother, little brother, are you okay?"
The boy whispered to Xiaoqian, "My elder brother is back. If he sees you, he will definitely kill you. Hurry up."
Murong Yàn pushed Nie Xiaoqian under the incense table, put down the yellow curtain and hid it, and walked to the door, Brother Zhiqiu, I am here!
Knowing that the autumn leaves saw Murong Yàn was safe, I felt happy
Little brother, have you ever seen monsters?
Monster? Didn’t the elder brother go after him?
Zhiqiu shook his head, no, that's just a little devil, I fought with the old demon, it's very powerful, you and I have to be more careful
Zhiqiu Yiye walked into the temple, sniffed for a few times, and his face changed. No, why is the smell of ghost so strong?
Drawing out the sword and searching everywhere. The boy hurriedly pulled Zhiqiu's sleeve. Brother, I think it was the female ghost who came just now, and it left a breath. You should take a rest for a moment.
Zhiqiu Yiye's face was solemn, brother, don't know, that old monster was injured by my magic spell just now, and he would be unwilling to accept it. If he came, he would be a bad thing.
Zhiqiu took out the magic spell from his arms, looked through a few pages, hung the flying sword at the main entrance, and hung up all kinds of magic weapons one by one, chanting Taoist mantras. The boy stood in front of the incense table, and suddenly his ankle was pulled by his hands. He looked down and Nie Xiaoqian's face was pale and as angry as a fancy, and could no longer support him. Murong Yàn knew that Xiaoqian was formed by the magic weapon mantras. If he did not escape, he would die. He hurriedly asked the object for advice. The object whispered a few words in his mind. The boy took advantage of Zhiqiu's leap to the side hall, climbed the main gate with one foot, took off the flying sword and threw it out, shouting, Big brother, Big brother, the monster is coming!
Zhiqiu Yiye was shocked and rushed to the main gate. Seeing the door open, the flying sword disappeared.
Where is the sword?
Snatched away by monsters
This old demon can actually take away my magic weapon! Don’t move, I will fight it again!
Zhiqiu Ye jumped out, and the boy returned to the incense desk, lifted up the yellow curtain, and helped Nie Xiaoqian out, you can go quickly, let you go now
Nie Xiaoqian lowered her head and thanked her. She saw that most of her breasts were exposed, her pretty face turned red, and she was busy with her clothes. She tried her best to make a fortune and said in a low voice, "Young Master, although you have magical powers, you may not be your opponent to grandma. You should leave quickly."
The boy nodded, I have my own sense, you can go
Nie Xiaoqian walked to the door and looked back at the boy. She was boundless and flew out of the temple lightly. Murong Yàn sighed in unison with the object, it was so beautiful!
The boy wondered and asked the thing, why did you want to save her?
Idiot, what's the fun of using force all the time? This is called playing hard to get. Besides, as a ghost, I enjoy it, but your Taoism has not been achieved. It will be detrimental to practice for a long time. If you want to find a way to restore her body, then hehe...
The boy laughed lewdly when he heard the thing, and when he thought of Xiaoqian's peerless appearance, he couldn't help but feel warm.
Zhiqiu Yiye chased after him for a long time, but there was no trace of the old demon and had to return in disappointment. When he returned to the temple, Murong Yàn hurriedly asked, did the elder brother have ever chased him?
Zhiqiu shook his head, I don’t know what tricks the old demon played
The boy was silent, and suddenly knelt down in front of Zhiqiu Yiye, kowtowed and bowed. Zhiqiu hurriedly helped the boy up, brother, why are you?
Brother, I want to ask you to pass on my magic. You and my brother fight to the death with the old monster. Even if you die, you will be able to eliminate the harm of the people and die as a result.
Zhiqiu Yiye smiled when he heard this. You and I have a fate, and have become brothers. It is just a difficult path to practice and it is useless for a while. I can pass on your simple Dharma, and you will protect yourself.
Now Zhiqiu Yiye passed on some easy-to-understand magic spells of Murong Yàn. The young man was very happy when he first learned the Taoist method, but the thing sneered and kept laughing.
The two of them took a nap. Zhiqiu looked outside the temple. It was still full of clouds and no sunlight. He thought about it and asked Murong Yàn to pack up his things. The boy asked where he was going. Zhiqiu replied, I thought about it again and again, this old monster is not able to fight it at present. When I improve my skills, it will not be too late to clean up. You and I will leave quickly.
The two of them got up and left the temple. After walking for a few hours, the woods became denser and denser. After spending a few laps, they did not walk out of the dense forest. But they found that they were back outside Lanruo Temple. Zhiqiu Yiye's face changed. After thinking for a while, no, the old demon imposed a ban. We are afraid that we can't get out of Lanruo Temple.
What should I do?
If the soldiers come and generals block the water and soil, I don’t believe that the old demon has the power to heaven!
Zhiqiu's heroic spirit suddenly arose, so he pulled Murong Yàn back to the temple and meditated and waited.
When the moon was bright, I knew that the autumn was exhausted and fell asleep. Xiaoqian's crisp cry sounded outside the door again. Murong Yàn opened the door. Xiaoqian saw that it was a boy and said, "Why haven't you left yet?"
The boy smiled and stopped leaving
Grandma wants to take your flesh and blood tonight, and you will die if you don’t leave. Besides... Besides, you are here, where will I find a man for my grandma to enjoy? Wouldn’t I close it?
As the two were talking, Zhiqiu Yiye suddenly woke up and flew straight to Nie Xiaoqian. Little monster, don’t leave!
He is trying to fight, Nie Xiaoqian's beauty changes and hides behind Murong Yàn. Brother, please get out of the way. I will destroy this little monster who helps the evil!
Let me wait, brother, she...she is a good person...oh no, she is a good ghost!
Nonsense, ghosts are ghosts, how can there be good ones?
Murong Yàn stopped Zhiqiu Yiye and talked about Nie Xiaoqian's life experience
She doesn't want to help the old demon harm people, but she can't escape
Zhiqiu Yiye sighed after hearing this, it would be fine if life is hard, but it would be a ghost to suffer. Oh, the sky is speechless!
Murong Yàn pulled Nie Xiaoqian into the temple, and the three of them sat next to the fire. Xiaoqian bowed to Zhiqiu, hero, can you help the little woman escape from the sea of suffering and be reincarnated as a human being? I really don’t want to harm others anymore!
This... was not difficult at first. Just take your urn away from here and do some salvation. But now the old demon set up a formation, and Lanruo Temple has become a forbidden place unless the old demon is destroyed.
Xiaoqian sighed quietly, holding Xiangqiu's cheeks and staring at the flames. Zhiqiu Yiye was depressed, took out the wine bag she carried with her, drank a big sip, and handed it to Murong Yàn, brother, you can also take a sip!
Murong Yàn took a sip, felt bitter and coughed continuously. Xiaoqian burst into laughter, grabbed the wine bag, raised her head and poured it down, and the wine was steamed, and even more beautiful. The two of them and one ghost talked loudly in this forbidden area of ghosts, and said at the fun, Xiaoqian danced with a flowing cloud and water sleeves, and was full of manners. She sang in her mouth, ten miles of flat lakes are full of frost, and inch of green hair is sad year, looking at each other alone in the moon shape, only envying the mandarin ducks but not the immortals
Zhiqiu is a leaf that caresses her palm and laughs. Good poems are just different from humans and ghosts. How can you envy the mandarin duck?
Xiaoqian's singing ended abruptly, and she looked panicked, grandma is here
Zhiqiu draws his sword and rises up. Today, a family and the old demon will decide the outcome, so why not lose!
Flying out of the temple, the boy slowly walked to the door and said to Xiaoqian, you only need to be behind me later, everything is fine
Zhiqiu jumped into the forest with a leaf, pointed at the sky with a sword, cursed angrily, old monster, you Zhiqiu Grandpa is here, get out and die!
The surrounding dense forest seemed extremely angry, roaring like thunder, lingering around, and came to Zhiqiu. Zhiqiu Ye fired several swords in succession to block the coming momentum. He pressed the sword box, and the flying sword was like rain, dancing the sword wheel, ringing beside him. The dense forest suddenly split, and the demon fog was made. Eighteen ghost children were carrying a large sedan chair. An old woman with a pair of buns was sitting on the sedan chair, with a hideous face, and several girls stood behind her, and the green-clothed girl Xiaodie was also among them.
The old woman pointed at Zhiqiu with her hand, but she was a male voice. Zhiqiu Yiye, you and I have no grudges, why did you stop me from doing good things?
Zhiqiu Yiye laughed, you old monster, men and women are not distinguished, what does a certain family want you to take care of? I cut your tongue, is it still painful?
There was another wound on the old demon's mouth. It was hurt by Zhiqiu's spell and he couldn't help but be furious. The girl Xiaodie in green clothes behind him quietly pulled the old demon, Grandma, look!
The old demon looked at the temple gate, and Murong Yàn showed a piece of purple skirt behind him. Xiaoqian, dare you betray me? I smashed your bone altar and let you never be reborn!
The arm turned into a dead tree and grabbed Murong Yàn. Zhiqiu Yiye saw this and activated the sword wheel and slashed at the old demon. The old demon showed his true body. It turned out to be a thousand-year-old banyan tree. The demon fog carried flying sand and stones and smashed towards Zhiqiu. Zhiqiu Yiye recited the truth and attracted thunder and fire to burn the old demon. The old demon practiced a lot and transformed into countless tree demons. They attacked Zhiqiu. Zhiqiu fiercely urged his martial arts and spit out blood.
The shemale was in full swing, and Xiaodie brought a group of ghost children to fight Murong Yàn and Nie Xiaoqian. Xiaoqian thought the young man had great magical powers, but he just hid behind him. But Murong Yàn was panicked and stood still. He shouted Zhiqiu Yiye to help him, and had to jump out from behind and stop Xiaodie. Xiaodie, do you still have to fight with your sister? You and I are both miserable people, why bother...
Stop talking! I have had enough of you. Relying on my grandma's love and domineering, I will kill you today!
The nails stretched out and grabbed Xiaoqian's pink face. Xiaoqian waved her head, curled her long hair, and the two girls were entangled together.
A group of demon children surrounded Murong Yàn, scratching and chatting, the boy was desperately calling the object, but the object was gone again
Zhiqiu Yiye casts spells repeatedly, but cannot hurt the old demon. He was about to lose, so he bit his teeth and drew a thread on the Taiyuan acupoint. Blood gushed up. He sacrificed the magic spell and shouted, "Hurry up as the law order, the magic spell reveals the holy spirit! Grandpa, the ancestor, save me!"
The spell was stained with Zhiqiu's blood and flew in the air. The golden light shone everywhere, illuminating the old demon Ding, circling, and suddenly appeared the nine-character mantra. The nine-character mantra, the soldiers and fights, all of them, arrays, fronts, and rows. The golden mantra surrounded the old demon's true body. The three-flavor true fire rose up. The old demon kept crying and couldn't escape. He gradually withered in the firelight, and suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, Black Mountain Old Demon, Black Mountain Old Demon, save me, save me!
The thousand-year-old tree demon turned into a ball of ashes. Xiaodie and the ghost boy were extremely frightened. They turned around and ran away. Zhiqiu Yiye shouted loudly to kill the weeds and roots. Xiaoqian stopped him quietly. Zhiqiu Hero, let them go. Without grandma, they won’t live long!
Zhiqiu Yiye had to give up. Looking at the golden spell that was still in the air, murmured, "This treasure has such magical powers, but I have only a few understandings. It seems that it is necessary to be well-versed in detail."
Nie Xiaoqian looked at the afterimage left by the thousand-year-old tree demon, frowned, thinking about the tree demon's shout before his death, and showed fear on his face. Hero Zhiqiu, I'm afraid... I'm afraid the old monster in the Black Mountain is coming, what should we do?
Black Mountain Old Demon? What the hell is that?
It is even more powerful than grandma, we can't beat it, you...you run away quickly...
While the two were talking, they saw a sudden burst of thunder in the sky, heavy rain poured down, and black clouds were overwhelming. Lanruo Temple came alive and rose from the ground. A monster was as big as a mountain, with the temple as its head and the door as its entrance, and Murong Yàn stood in his mouth.
Zhiqiu Yiye hurriedly called back the magic spell and wanted to fight against the old demon of Heishan. However, this place is no longer human. The ghost energy is full of corpses and blood. It covers the magic spell and Zhiqiu Yiye, which is hard to move in an instant. Zhiqiu desperately calls the flying sword, jumps into the air, and flies to the mouth of the old demon of Heishan. He is about to approach, and is shot down by the flying corpse mountain, and his spiritual sense is dim.
Seeing this, Xiaoqian flew up lightly, her long hair flew out, barely wrapped around Murong Yàn's body, and wanted to take it out, but the old demon of the Black Mountain swept her huge palm and slapped Xiaoqian in the sea of blood.
Murong Yàn was still standing, expressionless, only the thing in his mind roared violently, Black Mountain Old Demon, don’t you see who I am! I am your ancestor!
The black jade ring was worn on the fingers at some point
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