Chapter 38: The Turmoil in Jinling (4)
The next day, the Qixia Temple was crowded.
I don't know what kind of meaningful day it is today, but I can let the senior monk Huixing of Qixia Temple and the old lady Bai, who has always been highly respected, come forward in person.
Huixing, who has not appeared in front of people for a long time, opened the altar in Qixia Temple today to preach a day's scriptures; The old lady Bai personally came forward to spread good karma in Qixia Temple, and everyone who listened to the Sutra of the Hour in front of the Huixing Seat could be blessed with a bag of rice.
The people of Jinling already believe in Buddhism, and Huixing and Mrs. Bai are also famous, and today's Jinling has almost become an empty city. Most of the people ran to Qixia Temple.
Bai Luan stood incognito on the roof of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Qixia Temple, and when he saw that everyone was almost here, he cast a spell to enclose Qixia Temple. With the protection of the enchantment, everything in the outside world will be isolated from Qixia Temple.
Feeling the fluctuations of the spiritual power around him, Hui Xing looked up at Bai Luan. Although Bai Luan was invisible, he still instinctively felt the presence of the strong man. Hui Xing quickly sealed with both hands, and printed a "swastika" on the enchantment.
Bai Luan saw Huixing's movements, hooked his lips and smiled, jumped into the air, and quietly left Qixia Temple.
Bai Luan stood still on the roof of the government in the center of Jinling City, cut the palm of his right hand, and the blood fell down drop by drop, falling on the street in front of the government office.
Suddenly, with Bailuan as the center, the air flow began to fluctuate outward in concentric circles.
Bai Luan stood with his hands in his hands, and his bright red dress was like a demon who broke through the rivers and mountains, and a devil who overturned the world. Her eyes were full of murderous intent, without the slightest trace of sympathy and pity. It seems that she is not the savior of the world, but the terminator of the common life.
This is Bai Luan.
A person who has been destined to break off love since the day he was born. A person who is born with the life of a lone star.
The fiery red phoenix feather on his forehead had faintly flashed, and the daunting bright red was rippling with scorching power.
For the demons and fallen immortals in Jinling City, the blood of the ancient gods is undoubtedly the most attractive thing.
They smelled the fishy sweetness in the blood, and inexorably led them step by step to Bai Luan's location.
Their eyes were bloodshot, and they had lost their minds. There is only one vestige of faith left to guide them instinctively, and that is to get it, to get the blood of Bailuan.
That's animal nature, and it's greed.
Bai Luan watched as more and more demons gathered underground. The blood she drippeds on the ground had long been snatched up by them, but the wounds on her hands were still coveted by them.
No one dared to step forward.
The innate oppression of the ancient gods made them dare not rush forward.
The white light converged on Bai Luan's right hand, and a bow that emitted a silvery-white light appeared in her hand. The bow body is like a bird with wings ready to fly, and its sharp beak seems to pierce the sky.
Bai Luan picked up the nine-feather bow and pulled away the full moon, and an arrow condensed by spiritual power took shape in an instant.
Aim, put!
The arrow instantly sank into the body of the last demon.
The demon, along with the arrows, vanished with a bang. Out of one's wits.
Bai Luan's arrow seemed to deter the group of demons, and they began to slowly retreat, their eyes fixed on Bai Luan, for fear that she would make the next move.
However, they soon found out that they could not get out.
Because, Bai Luan laid an enchantment around him.
It's not just an enchantment, it's an enchantment with attack power.
The demon who touched the enchantment had been killed by the power of thunder and lightning contained in the enchantment. In the same way, the soul is scattered.
The way out has been sealed, and there is no way back for them!
The nine-feather bow in Bai Luan's hand turned into spiritual power and disappeared, and it was transformed into a knife again.
The handle of the knife is also a luanniao.
Bai Luan jumped lightly and landed on the ground.
Holding a nine-feather sword in his hand, he stood in front of a group of demons.
The demons have no way out, they can only fight to the death.
The leading demons were the first to attack, and then the demons attacked in hordes.
Bai Luan hooked half of the corners of his lips, bewitching and cold.
No one could see how Bai Luan made a move, only that when the afterimage passed, there was an extra scar on their body. Before he even had time to feel the pain caused by the scars, he dissipated into the world.
After solving these demons, Bai Luan thought it was over, but found a mother and daughter in the corner.
Her mother hid in the corner shivering, her eyes bloodshot, her hands clutching at her thighs, her nails digging into her flesh, and the blood staining her coarse linen clothes.
The daughter was crying on the side, her little hand holding her mother's arm, "Mother, mother......"
Bai Luan recognized that this was the mother and daughter she had rescued on the street the day before yesterday. The mother is a demon, and the daughter is a half-demon.
Humans and demons can't fall in love, and the fetuses born can't survive in the world. At the time of the birth of the fetus, heavenly punishment comes. Twenty-one heavenly thunderbolts are by no means something that a newborn baby can resist, and parents often cannot survive.
It is indeed a miracle that this girl can appear in this world.
When the girl saw Bai Luan approaching, her small body was protected in front of her mother, and she said in a childish voice: "Don't kill my mother!"
For some reason, after leaving from the cracks in the sky, Bai Luan's heart had a trace of ridiculous kindness. Looking at the poor mother and daughter in front of her, she couldn't do it after all.
Her heart should have been hard.
Holding a sword in her hand, it is her duty to cut down evil and eliminate evil. All the things in the world that shouldn't appear, she will eradicate them one by one.
After all, she still couldn't do it.
Bai Luan put away the Nine Feather Knife, and his spiritual power urged the wound in his hand to heal, and then closed the enchantment. The smell of blood dissipated, and the bloody nature of the mother gradually receded.
Bai Luan walked over, squatted in front of the little girl, and said gently, "Xiangxiang, don't you know me?"
Xiangxiang took a step back, couldn't hide her fear, and said, "I know, but you're a bad person!"
"Xiangxiang, don't be rude!" Silent Evening Smoke scolded softly.
Xiangxiang threw herself into her mother's arms aggrievedly, "Mother." ”
Silent Wanyan touched Xiangxiang's hair, felt bitter in her heart, looked at Bai Luan, and said, "Thank you for your grace not to kill." ”
"Are you from the lonely family?" Bai Luan said. Only the lonely family of the demon king clan can barely resist the temptation of divine blood.
"Yes. "Silent evening flue.
Bai Luan cut his finger and smeared a drop of blood on Silent Nightsmoke's lips.
Silent Wanyan felt that the dark wounds on her body, large and small, were unexpectedly healed without medicine. It turns out that this is the power of divine blood.
Bai Luan's wound healed automatically, and naturally it would not have any effect on Silent Night Smoke.
"Thank you, Your Excellency. "Silent evening smoke pulled Xiangxiang to kneel down and kowtow.
Bai Luan helped the two of them up and said, "Today's matter, I hope you will keep your mouth shut." ”
"Your Excellency, please rest assured, Wanyan understands. "Silent Evening Smoke knows the interest, so naturally he won't talk nonsense.
Bai Luan sent their mother and daughter home, and then asked: "If I guessed correctly, you are the youngest daughter of the previous generation of demon king Lonely Feng, the little sister of Lonely Mingtong, and Lonely Evening Smoke." ”