The demon snake that Du Chanyin turned into looked at the fortune teller hanging in the air hatefully.

The two big eyes like lanterns were red at this time, and they seemed to be bleeding.

"Let's go, fool!" Du Chanyin roared.

Du Chanyin knew that tonight was almost his own death.

If she escapes, she will be cruelly punished and even failed by her master, and if she does not escape, she knows that she is no match for the seemingly obscene fortune teller in front of her. What's more, after so many years, she has long been tired and tired of such a life.

There was once a man who gave her trust and warmth, gave her love and happiness, and then was cruelly abandoned in an instant.

Some of the pain is not a pain that has never been obtained, but it has been obtained but is forced to lose, and there is no news.

She wanted to die, even if it was gone.

Because at this time, the fat fortune teller did not hide his own righteousness, the magnificent righteousness of heaven and earth and the vast true qi that can only be achieved after years of practice.

Although she is a snake demon, she belongs to the cold-blooded nature. I have mixed feelings about this fetus that is still in conception.

But after all, it's her child, no matter who the father of this child is.

Even if it can't be born, I don't want to watch it be slashed by the sword.

Du Chanyin struggled to spit out a cloud of black mist at the sky.

A huge dark cloud immediately moved slowly towards the bright moon, gradually obscuring the moon's light.

Originally, the light was in the sky, but at this time it was dark and silent.

The white mist around the stage curled softly, and seemed to grow thicker and thicker in the night, which was an enchantment built by the fortune teller for the villagers who were already in a semi-conscious state.

The chubby fortune teller's sword was even more crystal clear at this time, and in addition to the white light, there were several faint light blue lights at the edges.

The center of the stage is still bright.

This light came from the living spirit bead that Bai Yun held in both hands. Ambilight, bright and dazzling.

"Where are you going to escape? There is no demon who can escape from the barrier I made!"

The fortune teller on the sword stroked his short white beard and laughed.

"Youkai, if you don't tell the origin of this demon fetus, let it die with you! Your evil is also its evil! This is also the cycle of cause and effect. ”

Bai Yun woke up at this time, and wanted to rush out while holding the spirit bead, but was dragged back by a powerful force. At the same time, the spirit bead also seemed to be disturbed by this force, and the flesh-colored embryo inside began to move and struggle wildly, and a bunch of fine bubbles rose inside. The multicolored light that had just been circulating gradually faded.

It seems that you can sense the stubborn resistance and dying life of the little guy in this spirit bead.

"Don't!"

Bai Yun already understood that this was the child of the fairy sister. Even as the stinky fortune teller said, my sister has harmed many mortals. But what is the obstacle of this unborn fetus that has no spiritual sense?!

What's more, without the mother's body, I'm afraid it will be completely impossible to survive. Why can't you let it have a whole corpse? What is the reason why you want it to be completely destroyed and never be reborn?!

Is it just because it's a demon?!

The so-called Taoist priest saw the demon and killed the demon, when did he distinguish the good and bad of the demon from right and wrong!

"Why are you killing it?!"

Bai Yun roared violently. Furious in his heart, he condensed the demonic power in his body, tried his best, stretched out his hands to grab the pearl, and didn't care whether he would break it or not.

Who knew that a red lotus flower stood out in her palm. Each petal is three-dimensional and vivid. A gentle pink glow enveloped the fragile pearl of the fetal sac.

"Sister, you go quickly. Take it with you and go away! Remember, buried under the yew tree! Your kindness can only be repaid in the next life. ”

This change in Bai Yun's hands surprised Du Chanyin. Secretly relieved, and annoyed that he had just hurt her. thought to herself, even if she fought for her life tonight, she would help this kind little fox to escape from tonight's death.

Bai Yun bumped into the white mist and was bounced back, already understanding that there was an enchantment around him. But I couldn't care so much anymore, and rushed out with the determination to fight to the death with the pearl.

Who knows, this time Bai Yun successfully broke out of the enchantment.

Before she had time to be happy, a cold hand grabbed her throat and almost suffocated her.

Within the enchantment, Du Chanyin breathed a sigh of relief, since there were only her and this stinky Taoist priest now. Let's fight to the death!

"Hahahaha!" Du Chanyin let out a fierce and wild laugh.

In this night when there seems to be a cold wind sneering and a hundred ghosts murmuring, it is particularly miserable and terrifying.

The night was already deep, and the dark clouds that covered the moon did not know when they would be blown away. Only a large, clear moon appeared, and everything as far as the eye could see was clear.

"You are a demon full of evil, you don't deserve to be in the afterlife!

The fortune teller's hand was shining with cold light, and he turned his hand to make a decision. The flying sword under his feet suddenly shone with cold light, rushed into the sky, and turned into tens of millions of sword qi for a while, overwhelming the mountains and seas, and the heavenly maiden covered the sky like scattered flowers, stabbing towards Du Chanyin.

Du Chanyin was seriously injured and had no way out, but he wanted to continue to drag this Taoist priest and buy more time for the little fox.

"Stinky Taoist, you forced me!"

Knowing that it was useless, he still spewed out a thick black mist that paralyzed his ears and eyes. Suddenly, the demonic spirit was raging, churning and surging. Then the two corners of the head were topped, and the barrier was forcibly broken.

A large mouth of blood several meters high, the fangs glowed with a cold purple light, and the foul-smelling venom dripped down the fangs. fell on the villagers in the audience, and suddenly turned black and festered, turning into a mess of black mud. As soon as Du Chanzhen inhaled, almost half of the villagers who were in a coma were suddenly swept into their mouths, chewed casually, and devoured them.

The speed was so fast that the villagers didn't have time to call for help, or even feel the pain. Blood, brains, and limb remnants dripped down the corners of her mouth. A round head fell to the ground and rolled, and it turned out to be the white-faced scholar who grabbed the embroidered shoes. His face was covered in blood, and his jaw was broken.

Du Chanzhen inhaled again, and the remaining half of the villagers had already entered their mouths and were about to chew. I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen, spreading to every part of my body, warm liquid quickly emerging from my body, and my liver and gallbladder seemed to fall off in an instant.

She closed her mouth and subconsciously turned her head to look. The body has been cut into two pieces by the spirit sword. The body was also pierced by countless sword qi large and small holes. The pain of flesh tearing almost killed her.

But so what?

Memories of 2,000 years ago come flooding back. The pain is no different from that time.

She used to be an innocent and kind little snake. When her mother was hunting small animals in the mountains, she was killed by two Taoist priests passing by, and was disemboweled on the spot and taken away from the Millennium Neidan. At that time, she was hovering over a large tree in the distance and witnessed all this.

Later, when I was a little older, I once played by the Moon Lake in Xiaowu Mountain, and met two teenage shepherd boys who fell into the water. She did her best to rescue the two little shepherd boys from the deep pool. However, the villagers who arrived were beaten indiscriminately, and even cut in half with sickles by the villagers as they did today. When he was dying, he fell into the lake.

It's just that the sky doesn't kill her. When I woke up many days later, I was coiled on a warm meadow in a cave. The cut has been scabbed over and covered with herbs. There is a small pool in the cave, and there are many small purple fish and pink lotus flowers in full bloom.

Those little fish are delicious. But then she never saw the "benefactor" who saved her. Du Chanyin survived on these small purple fish. Her lower body has miraculously regrown, but it is much smaller and weaker than before.

Although her mother taught her not to harm anyone, these mortals killed her beloved mother and almost killed her. How can she not hate, how can she not want to retaliate?

If I could go back to that cave at this time, would I still be able to survive? Was it a human or a demon who saved me? Why haven't I appeared since then? Du Chanyin thought in a trance, unconsciously smiling, and the snake's mouth opened slightly.

Those who were unconscious were probably awakened by the smell of blood and fishy smell, and screams and cries of fear came out of Du Chanyin's mouth, trying to get out of the cracks.

But Du Chanyin closed his mouth again. I didn't want to let those villagers go for nothing, and I didn't want to continue chewing on the flesh.

She was so tired that she closed her eyes and fell into the endless darkness. The world seems to owe her a lot, and she seems to owe the world a lot.

She felt countless sword qi coming towards her head, with the sound of whirring wind.

The smell of blood in the air is so strong.