Chapter Eighty-Seven: It's Soft-Hearted
Where several people were fighting, there were flashes of various lights, and Qing Lan's peach-colored demonic power became weaker and weaker under the joint suppression of several people, and it was only a matter of time before she was defeated. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
Fu Yue was always a little uneasy in her heart, so she kept retreating, wanting to come back after the dust settled.
Just when everyone thought that Qinglan was about to be ambushed, a strange change protruded, and a demonic purple light burst out from her body, and a ball of purple light rushed towards Fu Yue like lightning.
"Tsuki-sama be careful!"
"Fu Daoyou, be careful!"
"Xiao Yueyue, get out of the way."
Three voices sounded at the same time, Fu Yue only had a wry smile in her heart, she wanted to dodge, but at such a speed, she could only watch the purple ball of light rush into her body.
What is the principle, Fu Yue spat out blood, and after the purple ball of light rushed into her body, she rushed directly to Zhihai.
At the same time, under the siege of several people, Qinglan finally spit out a mouthful of blood, turned into its original form, and lay on the ground dying.
Sun Xuanqing and his uncle together placed a ban on Qinglan, cutting off the possibility of her recovering her demonic powers, and prepared to kill her after interrogating her.
Jiang Huai and Chu Qi ran to Fu Yue's side, trying to help her but couldn't do it.
Fu Yue's condition was very bad, her face was glowing with a strange purple light, and her body seemed to be frozen, standing there without moving.
"Lord Yue, how are you?"
Chu Qi's anxious inquiry fell on Fu Yue's ears, like a wisp of countless noises.
At this moment, many memories that had nothing to do with her flooded into her mind, and all kinds of hot and restrictive shots were playing in her mind like a marquee.
"Hee-hee, the seven hardships of life, it's better to be happy in time, and be happy in time......"
The magic sound fills the ears, the ubiquitous moaning, accompanied by the four words of timely music, and it seems to be rushing in the sea of Fu Yuezhi.
Fu Yue struggled to get rid of these annoying voices, her consciousness gradually blurred, and Qing Lan's face loomed like a ghost.
Why did she finally why the monk was so afraid of being entered into the sea of knowledge, it was simply someone who lifted a steel pipe and rushed directly into her sea of knowledge to stir things up.
Fu Yue stabilized her mind and summoned the "Xuanfu True Scripture" from her sea of knowledge, trying to resist Qinglan's attack.
The ambiguous gasp that made people blush and heartbeat faded, and Qing Lan sighed: "I didn't expect you to know that there is such a treasure hidden in the sea." Giggles, the deity has a great luck this time. ”
She's really going to take it away! Thinking that Qinglan would use her body to mutilate innocents and do those dirty things, Fu Yue's spirit was shocked, and she intended to fight with her to break the net, and never let Qinglan's conspiracy succeed.
At the last moment, the long-dormant demon collection order suddenly appeared in her sea of consciousness and burst out with dazzling golden light.
"You even have a demon collection order!"
This was the last voice that Qing Lan left in the sea of Fu Yue Zhi, and then after she screamed, the purple light was sucked into the demon collection order.
Fu Yue opened her eyes, her body seemed to have been fished out of water, and her hair was clinging to her scalp.
When she opened her eyes, Jiang Huai was like a great enemy: "Who are you?" ”
Fu Yue grinned and responded weakly: "I am Fu Yue, Qinglan did not succeed in taking away." ”
Sun Xuanqing and Uncle Shi grabbed Qinglan's body and walked towards Fu Yue, their expressions equally serious.
"The demon fox Qinglan rushed into the sea of Fu Dao friends, can you let the poor Dao take a look at it."
The demon fox Qinglan was insidious and cunning, Uncle Luo's worries were not unreasonable, and Fu Yue did not refuse, and nodded at him: "Thank you, senior." ”
Sun Xuanqing looked at Fu Yue with a little worry, the matter of the demon fox Qinglan had nothing to do with her, she purely suffered an unwarranted disaster this time.
"Fu Daoyou, don't worry too much, if you really have a problem with your body, Uncle Luo and Master Zun can help you."
Uncle Luo took out a broken jade jue from his sleeve, and Fu Yue recognized it at a glance, this was the lotus flying fish jade jue that he had seen in the exhibition hall.
"This is the jade jue that sealed the demon fox before, Miss Fu will be overlaid, if the demon fox divine consciousness is hidden in your mind, and your finger touches the jade jue, it will emit purple light."
This sounded quite magical, Fu Yue remembered in a trance that the demon collection order seemed to be able to isolate the detection of the outside world, and she pressed her hand on the half-cut jade jue.
Yu Jue was still dim, and there was no sign of light.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and Uncle Luo took Yu Jue back, showing a rare smile: "Congratulations to Fu Daoyou, this demon fox really has never succeeded." At a young age, Daoist friends are so firm in their Taoist hearts, which is very admirable. ”
"The seniors are overrated, and the juniors are just lucky."
If there was no demon collection order, Fu Yue was not sure that she would be able to successfully force back Qing Lan's divine sense.
After paying a rather painful price, Qinglan was finally arrested, Sun Xuanqing and Uncle Luo left first, and Jiang Huai returned to the villa to recuperate after saying hello.
Fu Yue and Chu Qi were also injured a lot just now, and Zhihai was even more strongly impacted, and he was also ready to go back to the villa to recuperate.
Before going back, Fu Yue sighed and bent down to pick up Yujing's main body, the white jade incense burner.
Yujing dragged her half-crippled body and helped her block Qinglan's attack, Fu Yue couldn't ruthlessly abandon him.
Chu Qi comforted the injured red leopard, and when she saw Fu Yue bringing Yujing back, she felt that her family Yue had twelve points of kindness.
After returning to the living room, Fu Yue placed the white jade incense burner on the marble table.
Chu Qi touched the head of the red leopard and asked carefully: "Lord Yue, how did you defeat Qinglan just now, you are really amazing!" ”
Her big amber eyes shone with a glint of adoration, like an innocent and cute beautiful girl in the comics.
Fu Yue poured a glass of water, moistened her throat, and then returned: "Qinglan's divine consciousness has been sucked into the demon collection order. ”
Chu Qi was startled, and then said happily: "Lord Yue, the demon collection order is really powerful, even a big monster like Qinglan can be accepted into it." ”
A bold idea popped up in her heart, if only she forgot to return to this big monster, she could also be accepted by Lord Yue.
Of course, this is just a beautiful fantasy of the seventh year of the first month, Bai Wanggui is much more powerful than Qinglan, and Lord Yue may not be able to take him in.
Fu Yue pressed her brows, a little distressed: "The demon collection order is very powerful, but I don't know how to use it at all. Qinglan tried in vain to take away, but the demon collection order suddenly appeared, and she disappeared after screaming. ”
"Lord Yue, don't worry, since the Demon Collector Order recognizes you as the Lord, when you cultivate and improve, you will definitely be able to find a way to use the Demon Collector Order."
Chu Qi is optimistic and cheerful, and has a mysterious trust in Fu Yue.
"I hope so."
Before Fu Yue finished drinking a glass of water, Yujing's almost invisible figure floated out of the white jade incense burner.
Chu Qi sighed and looked at Yujing sympathetically: "Brother Yujing, are you dying?" ”
Innocence also represents different people's sophistication, and the question of the seventh day of the first month made Fu Yue embarrassed.