Above the ruins, a very short figure jumped up and down among them, jumping from one end to the other, and from time to time she took out the long sword in her hand, which seemed very incongruous with her body, and poked it with both hands, making a tuk-tuk sound.

Zhang Daoling looked down at a dead corpse in front of him, his brows were furrowed, and it was a Heavenly Master Dao disciple lying in front of him. This disciple was ordered by the Great Priest to stay on guard in front of the Ghost Gate, but he was killed by the people and horses incarnated by the Buddha when he came in. Zhang Daoling continued to walk forward, he walked through the ruins, until he reached the Lechuan River, and at a long distance, he could see that in the faint clouds, a man stood upright, and a huge broken ball was placed in front of him.

This person's figure was so familiar, Zhang Daoling immediately recognized him as the figure of the Great Sacrifice Wine Horse Wu. Zhang Daoling quickened his pace, and when he came to a few feet in front of the big sacrificial wine Ma Wu, he saw that his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his eyes were open, but he was motionless. After receiving the punch of the Great Impotent Victory King, the Great Sacrifice Wine Horse Wu was seriously injured and dying at that time, and his internal organs were all shattered, otherwise he would not have stood motionless here. The Ugin teapot that Ma Wu had been using was even more dilapidated, with countless cracks on the surface. And around Ma Wu's side, there were many corpses of Heavenly Master Dao disciples, swords and other blades scattered everywhere. Zhang Daoling sighed after seeing it, he heard the sound of tuk tuk behind him, turned his head and said, "Wen Ji, come here." ”

The voice of a female doll on the ruins in the distance stammered, "Here...... Fun, I'm not coming. ”

Zhang Daoling touched his sleeve, took out a small drum, and shook it in his hand, and the two drum hammers held by the string immediately hit the drum surface, making a pleasant knocking sound. The small figure in the distance heard the sound of the drum, and immediately jumped to Zhang Daoling, her speed was extremely fast, when she was about to approach Zhang Daoling, she threw the long sword held in both hands to the ground, and then blew past Zhang Daoling like a gust of wind, and stretched out her hand, she snatched the drum from his hand, and in the sound of knocking, it fell gently and skillfully on the huge teapot that Ma Wuna buckled on the ground.

The delicate little hands shook the drum, but a pair of clear eyes were already staring at the big sacrificial wine horse in front of him. She looked like a one- or two-year-old female doll, her round body and baby-like face looked very cute, maybe she never knew what fear was, in such a gloomy and terrible place, she didn't feel afraid at all, and even the bleeding Ma Wu stood in front of her, it was just a very ordinary thing. The baby also wore a turquoise jade plaque tied around her neck, which stood out against her fair skin.

"Huh? What happened to you? She asked, staring at Ma Wu.

Ma Wu did not speak.

She shook her drum again and laughed, "You're a mute? ”

Ma Wu's eyes were kept open, but the female doll was talking while standing on top of the teapot, her head barely reaching Ma Wu's shoulder, so she stood on tiptoe, tilted her head, and looked at Ma Wu.

The moment the two of them froze at each other, Ma Wu's already immobile body was shocked, and his eyes showed a hint of incredibleness. From the eyes of the little female doll, Ma Wu seemed to see the long-lost gaze and the familiar voice. Ma Wu's old face gradually changed, and a smile actually appeared. If it was an ordinary person, seeing a person who was bleeding at her and smiling at her, she would definitely be scared, but she was not surprised at all, but stretched out a round little hand and gently touched it upward.

The tender little hand touched Ma Wu's weather-beaten old face

Ma Wuyuan's eyes slowly closed under the touch of her small hands, and then his body went limp, and he fell backwards.

"Are you asleep? Daddy, he's asleep. The little girl turned her head and said to Zhang Daoling. Zhang Daoling came to Ma Wu to take a look, and saw that he had closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, and his face was serene.

"Master...... Master ...... "Zhang Daoling's body shook and he came to the side of a person, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled the person who gently called out from among the two dead bodies. The blood on that person's body was not dry, and it turned out to be Zhao Sheng. Seeing that Zhang Daoling, who had not seen each other for a long time, finally appeared in Fengdu Shrine, Zhao Sheng's face flushed with excitement, and he stammered: "Master, you ...... Finally back. ”

Zhang Daoling inspected the injuries on his body and found that he was also shocked by the inner mansion, and the rest of the wounds were just external injuries. In fact, many of the Heavenly Master Dao disciples who died here were shocked to death by that great incompetent Dharma King. Zhang Daoling quickly took out a pill in his sleeve, flicked it into Zhao Sheng's mouth, and ordered: "Don't talk too much, the teacher has understood what is happening here, so you can stay here and see if there are any other survivors." ”

Zhang Daoling beckoned to the little female doll, and the female doll looked away at Ma Wu, giggled, jumped from the top of the teapot, and landed firmly on Zhang Daoling's shoulder. Zhang Daoling took her and continued to walk towards the main hall in front.

Zhao Sheng was dumbfounded, not knowing where this little girl doll came from and why she was so close to Zhang Daoling. I wanted to ask more, but unfortunately the injuries on my body were too serious, and I couldn't even speak, so I could only ask in detail when I had the opportunity.

Zhang Daoling had not yet entered the main hall, and he had already heard the whistling wind and the rumbling sound of impact, obviously there was still a fight inside. And the main hall of the Fengdu Shrine has been in disarray, the original Fengdu Shrine is a very magnificent building, and now it is all dilapidated. Zhang Daoling entered from the broken main hall door, as soon as he entered, he was seen by two masters guarding the door, these two people were wearing variegated robes, seeing Zhang Daoling dressed in simple clothes, at a glance he knew that he was not a Buddha, and immediately did not say much, one hand held a knife, and the other hand held a pair of bone forks for animal bone cultivation, shouted, and at the same time hit Zhang Daoling.

Zhang Daoling's eyes didn't look at the two of them at all, but he just stroked his hand forward, and two yellow pieces of paper quickly flew out of his palm, turning left and right like a spiritual snake, and before the three blades were cut in front of him, the two pieces of yellow paper had already flown in front of the two of them, and with two pops, they were pasted on the door in front of them.

The movements of the two stopped abruptly, and one by one their eyes were open, unable to speak. The rune paper flashed, and a huge forbidden force had completely restrained the two. Zhang Daoling walked and stretched out his hand to pull out the sword on his waist, his sword is also known as the male and female sword to cut the evil sword, it was originally a relic of the ghost emperor, and it is also a treasure in the witch and ghost road, which was originally owned by Shao Si, and then given to Zhang Shun, that is, Zhang Daoling.

Zhang Daoling only pulled out the male sword, waved it lightly, then put the sword into the sheath, ignored the two of them, and continued to walk forward.