Chapter 279, Yan Ji (1)
"Come in, my talisman won't last so long" The purple-clothed old man squinted his eyes and carefully glanced at the inside of the lock demon tower that kept starting to stir, he knew that it was because the monsters inside had been imprisoned here alone for too long, and now when he heard the sound of strange footsteps, he couldn't help but become excited. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Let's go!" Maybe the closer to the dangerous thing, the less scared Qing Huan was, but he firmly stretched out his hand to pull Bai Cang's hand tighter, and wanted to step in.
"Wait a minute," Bai Cang grabbed the sleeve of the purple-clothed immortal at the critical moment when the door was about to close, and said, "Since this lock demon tower has always been guarded by you at this gate, and you also caught these monsters yourself back then, then you must know how to deal with them, I only ask you how about two magic weapons to protect yourself?
The white-haired and white-bearded old man laughed in a low voice when he heard his words, and then raised a pair of eyes that were a little wise and a little crazy, but he shook his head and said, "You white tiger is not stupid, but you also know that the bell must be tied to the bell person, but you guessed one thing wrong, that is, I have been without desire for nearly a thousand years, what capital do you have to attract me?"
Bai Cang was completely deflated when he heard this, this old man was really stubborn, seeing that the door was about to close, he had to go inside, who knew that at the last second, there were two light feather coats that fell gently into his hands, Bai Cang's eyes revealed a little complicated emotions, but with gratitude in his eyes, he put the two white feather coats into his sleeves.
"These two feather coats are peerless treasures that the old Taoist never borrows easily, if you are sincere, I will give it to you, as for whether you can use it or not, it depends on your own creation" The old man's ethereal voice floated over, but the last picture was the unfathomable expression on his face, which made the two of them feel slightly shocked, but they didn't expect this old man to really help them.
As soon as they entered the door, they were greeted by an extremely strange and gloomy atmosphere, the first thing they had to break into was the first layer of the demon tower, that is, a goblin with relatively the lowest demon power, even so, they did not dare to take it lightly, Bai Cang walked in front lightly, signaling Qing Huan to hide behind him, and raised his hand slightly, and there was a bright torch in his hand.
The two of them walked through an extremely long and narrow black aisle, and Bai Cang faintly smelled a strange but unusually refreshing smell, which shocked his heart, knowing that there must be a monster's dormitory in front of him, so he didn't dare to take it lightly, but he turned his head and signaled Qing Huan to hold his breath, who knows if there is poison in this good aroma?
"Bai Cang, look at the wall" Qing Huan raised his eyes and swept forward, but under the background of the torches, he suddenly saw that the wall was painted with big red flowers, the flowers were in different shapes, but the flowers were bright and very warm and unrestrained, outlining the lines of the petals with gold edges, the posture was prosperous and beautiful, but it was like an unusually exquisite painting, which made Qing Huan a little breathtaking.
Bai Cang coldly glanced at the flowers on the wall, but there was a little disdain in his heart for such a thick color, such an extremely heavy incense, could it be that there was a bewitching banshee in the lock demon tower on the first floor?
Where the torches illuminated, the two were surprised to find that there was a splendid glazed courtyard in front of them, both of them were shocked, but faintly saw a figure sitting alone in front of the desk, and noticed the footsteps of the two of them, but they were very vigilant and shouted, "Who dares to trespass on my dormitory?"
The voice in the ears was shocked to both of them, but they didn't expect this voice to be a very clear man's voice, which was something that the two of them didn't expect, with the man gently waved his sleeves, the whole room was lit up in an instant, and the palace became brightly lit in an instant, and what was clearly seen in the eye was an extremely gorgeous but somewhat exotic decoration.
Looking at the maid screen that can be seen everywhere, and the very low glass coffee table, and the bright colors on the wall and a few pictures of the turquoise blue sea, Qing Huan secretly sighed in her heart, she had seen a few such paintings on her father's desk, she curiously pointed to the babbling and asked, her father told her that this was a Westerner, but for some reason it was surprisingly integrated with the scene seen at this time, thinking of this, she blurted out, "Isn't this a Westerner's dormitory?"
The man glanced at her, but flew towards her in an instant, Qing Huan subconsciously wanted to escape, but felt that the man in a gorgeous red flower dress with a golden dress had a very thick scent of smoke, but he reached out and grabbed her neck tightly, but a pair of blue eyes like ink turned strange red in an instant, and raised her high and asked fiercely, "What did you just say? Why do you know the West?"
This action happened too fast, as if it was in an instant, and people couldn't react at all, but there was murderous intent in the white blue eyes, and the sharp tiger teeth at the corners of the mouth appeared, and a hand flew over with a sharp palm wind and hit the man's chest with a palm.
The man was entangled in what Qing Huan said, but he didn't take into account the silver-haired Bai Cang on the side, and was caught off guard by this extremely hard slap, so he let go of Qing Huan in pain, Bai Cang flashed over again, but he hugged Qing Huan who fell into his arms, and his movements were as unhurried as flowing water as his peers, but he revealed a bit of indifferent airway, which made the man who held his chest and took several steps back look at him in surprise.
"Ahem, cough, cough!" Qing Huan was frightened, her fair little face flushed, and she felt like she was passing by death again, why is this also a man's style who likes to wear bright red and gorgeous dresses is also like the beautiful Vermilion Bird, he likes to pinch her neck at every turn, she is a little mortal, who provokes whom? Why do all the gods and monsters want to pinch her neck?
"Hey, didn't I just say a word of the West, why are you so emotional?" Qing Huan was angry and broke free from Bai Cang's arms, but he rushed forward and wanted to give the bewitching man a few kicks, even if it was a monster?
The man snorted coldly, as if he didn't care about her questioning, covering his chest that was injured by a hard slap, a pair of blue eyes faded to blood red, but he flew up again, and sat down in front of the desk, and he could see that there was a half-turned book on the glass table carved with cherry blossom petals, but he said to them with a little impatience in his tone. If you come to this lock demon tower to try, then leave quickly, I don't have the time and energy to fight with you, so if you know each other, get out quickly!"