The man was overjoyed when he heard the praise, how could he care about Jiang Chang'an's eavesdropping, and said: "Hey, in fact, it's not a big deal, I heard that the royal family sent the human god Luo Yingge and Princess Jingling, the pearl in the palm of their hands, to Yingzhou, and they also went to the Qinglian Sect, and the people from the Heavenly Master's Mansion actually lived in the Qinglian Sect, hoping to take this opportunity to find a few talented disciples, this little year ceremony is really lively." ”

"Human Divine Officer, Princess Jingling, ...... Heavenly Master's Mansion" Jiang Changan thought seriously for a while.

This Heavenly Master's Mansion has been to this small place in Yingzhou for many years, why do you want to come at this time? I am afraid that this kind of talk about accepting disciples can only deceive this kind of mediocre people every day. And this person and Princess Jingling, what is Emperor Jing Xia Xin going to do?

Several brothers at the table were still pushing cups and changing lamps, and one of them was the head of the performance, and his voice was hoarse: "Brother, you don't know anything, it must be people from other states, I've seen a lot like you in the past two days, I see your kind face, I advise you to say that this tomb in the north has become a mass grave, and many people have been crying out every day in the past few days to go to the forbidden land to find the treasure left by the big demon, except for the group of people in Linxian Peak, I have never seen a few people come out." Brother, listen to my advice, don't go in!"

The brother said and danced his hands earnestly to try to stop him.

Looking at the bitter appearance of this person who met in Pingshui, Jiang Changan smiled and said: "Thank you brother for reminding me, I won't go in, I just came out of it......" After saying that, he saluted and took Jiang Qingniu away, leaving a table of guests messy for a long time, a long time......

In the evening, although there were rumors that there was nothing in the tomb, there was still a steady stream of people walking towards the tomb around the tomb of the Great Demon of Yingzhou, all thinking of good luck.

"Oops...... Brothers. My stomach hurts to death, it's convenient to go on a trip!" a strong man with a strong body holding his stomach said goodbye to a group of four or five people who walked in front of him and ran out.

"Hey, this fourth fucking looks pretty strong, why don't you cowardly!"

"Needless to say, this is going to the grave soon, I think he's scared!haha......"

The strong man walked to a corner along the stone wall covered with moonlight, and was just about to untie his pants, when he suddenly stepped on a "stone", the strange thing is that this stone is so soft?

The strong man looked down and saw that it was a corpse, and it was the neck of the corpse that he was stepping on.

The strong man is not alarmed, who is afraid of a person's corpse when he does this.

But when he raised his head, his soul suddenly dispersed, and in the dark corner in front of him, dozens of corpses were piled up into a small hill, which was shocking.

No matter what the three people are anxious about, they are desperately about to run out, but they suddenly stop, and the strong man looks down in disbelief......

An arm pierced through his chest, unusually fair, but with dark corpse spots.

"Soul ...... Souls!"

After speaking, his body seemed to have been drained of water and turned into a pile of dry bones, adding a piece of loess to the corpse mound.

A shallow smile appeared in a black mist behind him.

The huge spiritual power is at least more than five hundred years.

At this moment, a strange and shrill voice said: "Why are you doing this! The little monk is still strange, there are obviously wounds caused by the soul on the body of the fire bird in the ruin passage, why didn't you find this initiator, I didn't expect it to be you." ”

The soul was startled, only to see the night wind blowing, and there was one more person outside the corner, bald head, two mustaches, and a worn-out linen coat on his body, looking to be in his twenties, and looking ridiculous. The person who came was none other than the monk who was blaming him.

The soul was a little panicked, and its intuition told it that the smiling old bald head in front of it was far above it.

"This female benefactor, why do you need to hurt so many lives, if there is anything unspeakable, you might as well say it, and let the little monk chant for you to solve your doubts while the moonlight is good?"

The black dark mist of the soul tumbled and surged, and thousands of black mist threads entangled in the air, like a beautiful black firework.

The empty face is calm, the sleeves of the robe are raised, like the wind agitating to prop up a coat tube, all-encompassing, and the galaxy is included, as if it can contain the five lakes and the world.

Thousands of strands of fog were all contained inside, and after a muffled fart, wisps of black smoke drifted out, and they fell into calm again.

The soul was amazed and timidly took a half step back.

"Da Ri Luo Xiang Shu! Are you from Cangzhou Nituo Temple? You are also from Cangzhou?" The soul in the smoke was startled and said, "You are not here for the tomb?"

He was noncommittal, but he still smiled: "Since you killed twelve rich businessmen in Cangzhou, the little monk followed all the way, and as for the robbery of things in the tomb, I should collect some extra incense money for my Buddha." Female donor, listen to the little monk, there are so many exercises in the world, why should you be obsessed with such a vicious cultivation method? The little monk has a few **Heart Sutra and Hehuan exercises, you and I can discuss it overnight, they are also people with families and relatives, why did you put them to death? Let's reincarnate!"

"Humph!" snorted coldly in the black mist. Wrapped in a thick fog, he quickly walked towards the ragged monk, and his arms stretched out to make the empty eyes can be described as extremely ruthless.

A cold star flashed in the empty eyes, and a hand seemed to be slowly but steadily clasping the soul spirit's wrist, "Female benefactor, since you are obsessed, the little monk will be merciful and surpass you!"

As he spoke, the sleeves of his hands were stretched out in the wind and became high, completely engulfing the "black mist", and before it was over, several Buddha light mantras rotated rapidly around it, forming a golden light tabernacle.

"Ah!" came a sharp and miserable cry from the soul in his sleeve, unwilling to plead.

Suddenly, the sleeves were deflated, and the empty mustache was lightly skimmed, "Not good!"

The sleeves of the shirt instantly swelled again, and they were even bigger than just now, like a small cloth house.

Then a violent explosion of spiritual breath "bang" broke through the exit the size of a person, and the "black mist" escaped with lightning speed, turning into a puff of black smoke and blending into the vast darkness.

"Sneer......"

The huge cloth sleeves were like leaky air bags, and they returned to their original state in the blink of an eye.

"Huh......" Empty retracted the golden light in surprise, raised his arm, and there was a fist-sized hole in the sackcloth robe, and the inside of the robe was already empty.

"Secret art!" said with a sneer, "You shouldn't have died." ”

Sora looked in the direction the soul was going, and the corners of his mouth grinned behind his ears again.

"Qinglian Sect? ”

After speaking, he also rushed towards the Qinglian Sect.

At the same time, thirty miles from here, three young men of about seventeen years old came by touching the night.

The burly and muscular man who walked in front was wearing a scholar's coat and hat, holding a folding fan that did not match his figure, and said behind him on the road: "Hey, Lao Qi, is Brother An's news in the Qinglian Sect accurate?"

"Then how do I know, Brother An's whereabouts are uncertain, if he doesn't want to tell us, no one wants to know. Qi Dongyang's figure was much thinner, even half a head shorter than the woman in black behind him, but he was also carrying a giant sword opposite to his thin body, and his night clothes were very light.

"What do you mean, I'll say it first, if you dare to lie to me, I'll beat you halfway!"

"Hey, hit it, you really think I'm afraid of you!"

The two of them pointed to Mai Mang, and their killing intent was revealed, as if they would fight each other in the next moment.

The last woman finally frowned and said, "Shut up for me!"

One tall and one short, the two lost their temper in an instant. Finally, after a while, Qi Dongyang spoke: "Sister Murong, you still told me, is Brother An really in the Qinglian Sect?

"This is also what Sister Qianqian told me, it should be true. Murong Qing said.

Pang Meng waved the paper fan, "Brother An shouldn't have stopped me at that time, he just dealt with those stubborn guys in the Killer Alliance, and there would be no such thing." Sister Murong, you know Brother An best, what do you think of him?"

When it came to the Killer Alliance, Murong Qing's eyes were fierce, this organization gave them everything, but it tried in vain to destroy everything for them.

"Even if he doesn't have the last mission, he will leave after all, but it makes sense to change his name like this, as for the lives of those guys in the alliance, do you think 'Impermanence' is the kind of person who is willing to suffer?"

Pang Meng scratched the back of his head with a fan a few times, shook his head violently, and laughed in a deep voice: "No." ”

Qi Dongyang, who was carrying the giant sword, said curiously: "Sister Murong, don't even you know what Brother An's last task is?" Some people say that his last task is a woman, and Brother An's heart softened......

Before Qi Dongyang's words were finished, Pang Meng took the fan and hurriedly poked his backbone.

Qi Dongyang realized this and quickly shut up.

Murong Qing's eyes darkened, but he instantly returned to normal, and said, "Okay, I have to rush to the Qinglian Sect overnight today, otherwise he will be in trouble if he follows Sister Qianqian to Cangzhou one step ahead." ”

Murong Qing looked up, the sky was dark and there were no stars and moons, and there was a thick sense of humidity in the air, which was extremely depressing.

"I'm going to see him soon, but unfortunately, tomorrow is not a good day. ”

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