"It's a human being or a corpse, I'm talking about it. ”

A slightly childish roar came from a desolate place.

A figure of about a meter, wrapped in a shabby cloak. Under the cloak was a bloated body, wrapped in shabby strips of cloth, and a pale and immature little face was exposed. A pair of bloodless little hands clutched the two hilts tightly, and the rusty swords were stuck in the scorched earth.

Around this small figure, a group of men and women in different clothes stared closely at the middle. They were wary of each other, but they looked greedily at the figure in the middle.

"Whether it's a person or a corpse, you have to stay today. An old man walked out of the crowd and said coldly. Dressed in white, dust-free, with a bun on his head and a white sword behind him.

"What the white master said is extremely true. Boy, you've been hiding for a year, have you had enough?" said a middle-aged man who raised a long stick of more than three meters in his hand and pointed to the figure in the middle.

"If it weren't for you guys, who follow the master like a dog every day, I wouldn't have to hide. The figure surrounded in the middle said boredly. The twin swords, which were comparable to his height, were pulled out by him and drew twice on the ground seemingly unintentionally.

Although it was just a simple action, it made the crowd change color, and they couldn't help but hurriedly take two steps back. Even the white master, who seemed to be a master, moved half a step without a trace.

"Scared? The little figure sneered.

"Sugar gourd, you have a kind of don't poison it. ”

"Sugar your uncle's gourd, your whole family calls it sugar gourd. The master's surname is Tang, and his name is Tang Dynasty. I have memorized them all, lest I die in a while, and I won't even know who the enemy is. Tang Dynasty's slightly immature voice pretended to be vicious.

"Tang Xiaoyou, the old man is Elder Du of the Thousand Poisons Sect, Du Shen. Another gray-robed old man stepped forward and arched his hand. "Speaking of which, everyone is also in the same way. As long as Xiaoyou hands over the half-corpse and enters my poisonous door, the old man will make the decision to give Xiaoyou the position of an elder. ”

"Elder Du, no. ”

"Old man Du, you guys are a little shameless. You poisonous disciples have died a lot, but now you are running out to pull people. ”

As soon as Du Shen's words fell, Tang Chao had not yet spoken, but the people around him spoke one after another.

"Old man Du, you heard it too. Even if I wanted to, they wouldn't. Tang Chao laughed. "And, as far as I know, your descendant disciple seems to have died at my hands, are you sure you don't mind?"

"The master leads the door, and the cultivation is personal. In this land of divine punishment, either murder or being killed, it does not matter. As if he hadn't heard what the people around him were saying, Du Shen said again.

"Alright, put away your little tricks. If the master was so easy to deceive, he wouldn't be able to live today. Do you want to go up or not, if you don't go, I'll leave. ”

"Sugar Pick...... Tang Dynasty, if it weren't for the corpse poison, you would have died a long time ago. However, how much more poison can you have? At most, it is the weight of ten people, and you can't fly today. After Bai Zhangmen finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed a handful behind him, and the white sword behind his back popped out of the scabbard, and the hilt fell into his hand.

"Lao Bai, don't scare the master. If I had been afraid, I would not have lived to this day. I don't have much poison, but I can keep half of you. There are those who are not afraid of death, just try it. ”

"Master Tang, human corpses are natural enemies. This half-corpse is a monster of the world, why should you be persistent. It's better to hand it over to our Lotus Temple and purify this demon. An old man, bald and dressed in a red robe, stood in front of him with one hand and said with a compassionate expression. "Even if Master Tang has corpse poison to defend himself, as far as I know, refining is extremely difficult. If I wait for a hug up, how many more will the little donor kill? It is better to put down this half of the corpse, and the old monk dares to swear in the name of my Buddha to save the life of the little donor. ”

"Half-corpse, your uncle, old bald donkey. Master repeatedly, she is my sister, a person or a corpse, what I say counts. Tang Chao's pale little face flushed with a hint of redness, and he roared slightly hideously. "If you want my sister, then wait for me to die. ”

"Beware of poison. ”

A trace of light lingered on the long sword in Tang Dynasty's hand. He looked around with a resolute expression, and the tip of his sword was pointed at a few steps back.

"Ladies and gentlemen, for the sake of the beings in this land of divine punishment, it is time to make a decision. Today, this half of the corpse will be slain here, at any cost. "The white master is holding a sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword is pointing directly at the Tang Dynasty. As soon as his words fell, more than a dozen white-clothed swordsmen behind him also unsheathed their swords, and their sword qi was everywhere.

"Amitabha, for all living beings in the world, the old monk is duty-bound. ”

The crowd around them began to move, and a hint of murderous aura gradually rose.

"Haha, in the name of justice, do unscrupulous things. No matter what the world is, there is no shortage of such torii. If you want to rob people, take them to study, and vainly want to solve the mystery of the walking corpse in this sealed place and dominate this place, why bother saying it so high-sounding. Tang Chao looked around with disdain and said. "Master's life, right here, there is a kind of come to take it, crooked. ”

At this moment, the rags on Tang Chao's body squirmed, and a small white and tender hand stretched out and patted Tang Chao's chest.

"Brother, that's enough. A weak voice came from Tang Chao's back, and he continued: "What you have done for me is enough. I met you, exactly 333 days. There is food and drink, and there are days of her brother, Qianqian is already content. Put me down, and you go. ”

"Little girl, have you woken up?" asked Tang Chao softly with a doting face. But immediately, his face was full of perseverance, and he said solemnly: "Not enough, never enough, as long as I am alive." Since I recognize you as a sister, I will always be my sister in the Tang Dynasty. I can't even protect my family, what's the use of becoming an immortal and becoming a god, what our father said. Tang Chao's eyes were blurred, and two tall figures in the depths of his memory stood in front of him, overwhelmed by countless attacks, but he never took half a step back.

"Your brother will always be your brother, and if I give birth to you, I will give birth to you. Tang Chao roared, tightened the double swords in his hands, and with a light tap of his feet, the whole person flew out.

"Sword song, wind and rain bury a thousand bones. With a low groan, in an instant, two sword qi erupted from the twin swords of the Tang Dynasty. A sword vaporized into a wind, and a breeze blew. A stream of sword gas turned into rain, and the raindrops burst into flames.

A raindrop swept across Bai Zhangmen's face, leaving a wound before he suddenly woke up. It's just that in the blink of an eye, it's already lying around.

"Be careful, he's a martial artist. Before Bai Zhangmen could say a word of remonion, a strong wind had already left several wounds on his body. The edges of the wound were tinged with a hint of blue. "The sword qi is poisonous, withdraw. ”

The white boss turned around and ran, and the wind under his feet was already a few meters away. It's just that few have escaped like him, and most of them are already lying on the ground, dead or blue.

"If it weren't for the fact that the sword moves were still accumulating, why bother talking with you. Tang Chao whispered, and only then did the words fall, his feet were soft, and he staggered to the hilt of his sword to stabilize. "The consumption is really big, and it was hollowed out at once. It turns out that the feeling of fighting is like this, no wonder so many people like to cultivate. Haha......"

Standing in the middle of a circle of corpses, Tang Chao, who laughed wantonly, looked like a murderer. It's just two lines of desolation mixed with laughter, with endless pathos.

In his past and present lives, Tang Dynasty was not a murderous person, but he remembered that the man who sheltered him from the wind and rain once said: soft-heartedness towards the enemy is not only irresponsible to himself, but also to the people around him.

Collecting his excitement, Tang Chao raised a middle finger in one direction and turned away.