On the night I was sent off the fat man, I fell ill again, and I was in pain in my hotel room, and my flesh and skin became bloody and turned over and over. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And this day is not a full moon night, and it is no longer a month since the last outbreak.

Under the influence of the South China Sea Demon Record, it began to become irregular.

With the protectors of old ghosts and mad people, I am also in danger of surviving this curse attack, but the more this happens, the more wary I become.

Because I'm worried about one thing, and that is that if one day, all around me are the enemy, and as soon as I fall, countless people will rush up and want to drink my blood and eat my flesh, and that time comes. What should I do?

Is there nothing you can do?

My heart grew heavier and heavier, and this time, I dreamed again of the foreign Yanma with light green hair and pupils, with a beautiful face, this time far clearer than the last time.

I could feel her, and she could feel me.

The two seemed to be close at hand. However, in fact, they are separated by countless time and space, and they are far away.

I washed my meridians with the power of her curse, over and over again, as if I were brushing my flesh with an iron brush, and the pain was hard to describe, and she grew more and more resentful at me when she saw my behavior.

The person who hates the most never dies, which is simply an extremely humiliating thing for a god.

This is blasphemy.

I could feel the hatred in her eyes, and I could feel her determination to kill me.

But she couldn't touch it after all.

When I woke up from the endless pain, I found that I had regained my human appearance, and all the internal injuries I had suffered before. It's completely gone, and his body looks stronger than before.

What was a pain once a month has now become a process that allows me to recuperate.

And all of this is because of the miraculous merit of the South China Sea Demon Record.

If it hadn't been for it, I would have died of agony.

Thinking about it like this, it's really funny △ As a man, I not only gave birth to a child for the first time, but also had to endure the pain that came once a month, and experienced the last time the toad monster's appearance changed greatly, and I became more and more like a woman.

The old ghost is such a meticulous person, sometimes he will joke with me and call me "Wang Ma".

Didn't you say that the old king next door was good, why did she become the queen mother?

I'd rather be the old king next door.

On the second day, I was recuperating in the house, and on the third day, Kuaijian Ma Liu returned to Liangxi, and Fang Zhilong, the pavilion master of Ciyuan Pavilion, took us to a meat factory that had already been restructured by state-owned enterprises.

When I arrived at the place, I realized that this was once the place where Yizijian used to work and live.

The relationship between Huang Chenqujun and Ciyuan Pavilion is to rely on each other, and as the great worship of Ciyuan Pavilion, he can also be regarded as half of Fang Zhilong's teacher, so for this top ten in the world, Fang Zhilong's heart is also full of reluctance and sentimentality.

His father fell in the Dongting Lake trouble, and now Ciyuan Pavilion's biggest backer, Yizijian, was generous when he captured the main altar of the Evil Spirit Sect, which was a big blow to him.

Ciyuan Pavilion opened its doors to do business in this river and lake, and made money in harmony, but it was not without competitors and people who resented it.

When it comes to money, it's easy to get resentful.

As the most profitable sect in the rivers and lakes, Ciyuan Pavilion has not a few enemies in the open and in the dark, in the past. There is also the prestige of his father and the sittingness of the sword, and now it is very likely to explode all at once.

So in his heart, he is actually still very hesitant and apprehensive.

Fortunately, at this time, the help of Kuaijian Ma Liu can be regarded as being able to barely stabilize people's hearts.

But that's not enough.

So he really wanted to befriend us, he wanted to use our notoriety. Deter a group of eager Xiaoxiao, and even if we are still in trouble, we may even offend the Jingmen Huang family.

But so what?

After all, Ciyuan Pavilion still has to have its own bearing, if everything is based on the eyes of others, how can it be brave to gain a foothold in this river and lake?

And we are also very dependent on the news of Ciyuan Pavilion, and we are also quite curious about the front of the one-word sword. Therefore, we did not refuse his invitation, but followed him.

With the help of a local guide who was familiar with the situation, despite the restructuring of the meat factory, we still found some old people who had worked with Yizijian back then.

When it comes to Huang Chenqujun, many people have an impression in their hearts.

Someone replied to us, saying why I don't remember, I remember too much, this ugly man came in from the countryside, and I don't know whose way he went; Hey, that guy is just ugly, so ugly, with a pockmarked face; But the craftsmanship is called a good, no matter how fierce the pig is, how fierce, he sees the neck, it is a knife - he kills the pig, he never uses only one knife, the pigs that regenerate the dragon and the tiger have to fall, kill for a long time, a body of evil, look at people, panic......

The man also told us that the job was a hot industry at the time. Because there is a lot of meat, and occasionally you can get some pigs to go home to improve your life, so many workers in the factory ask for good daughters-in-law, but he can't.

Why?

It's so ugly, oops, let me tell you, sometimes it's okay when the matchmaker introduces it, but as soon as she sees someone, the girl is trembling, and after she goes back, she has nightmares all night long, and it doesn't work to ask someone to summon spirits, that's called a terrible ......

The leaders and colleagues in the factory don't like him either, this person has a very strange temperament, and he is not social, and his eyes are gloomy.

And then?

Later, I didn't know, but I heard that I ran away with a fortune teller, and the fortune teller was still a man. Do you have a hobby in that area? I don't know what he thinks, he doesn't want to have a job with an iron bowl, he has to go to the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't know what is happening now, maybe he will die a long time ago......

After returning from the meat factory, all of us fell into silence and did not say a word.

The wind starts at the end of the green and ends at the grass.

Without so many years of white eyes and pain, maybe Huang Chenqujun would not have been able to reach such heights today, although that person has all kinds of shortcomings, but for us. They are all the existence of high mountains.

Under his influence, the Nanhai Yimai has reached such a height, and it is time for our generation to continue to walk.

Fang Zhilong stayed in Jinguan City, not just to accompany us.

Ciyuan Pavilion also has a rudder here, and this area has been very lively recently. He needs to sit here and try to find out some news so that he can lay the foundation for future development.

However, it is precisely because of the existence of Ciyuan Pavilion that we know a lot of details about the capture of the main altar of the Evil Spirit Sect.

In fact, no matter how much you ban it, you can't stop it.

First of all, the first point is to capture the main altar of the Evil Spirit Sect, and the person who has taken the lead is not someone else, but Zuo Dao, who has fought side by side with us.

It is said that these two disguised themselves and infiltrated the Cult of Evil Spirits, and finally found the location of the Evil Spirit Altar.

Later, the two cooperated with the Yizi Sword lurking in the Evil Spirit Sect, Li Tengfei of the Qingcheng Sect and others, and created various incidents, and even plotted against the third person of the Evil Spirit Sect, the right envoy Luo Feiyu. Take control of the bone dragon that guards the portal of the Evil Spirit Altar, and the portal is wide open.

This battle must be remembered by the world, because in addition to the one-word sword Huang Chenqujun, there are countless masters who are famous in the rivers and lakes have fallen here.

The dead and wounded are even more numerous.

However, it was not others who shined in this battle, but the little Buddha who had been dormant in the altar of evil spirits.

As soon as he made a move, he actually took the lives of tens of thousands of people in the evil spirit town. Refining into a terrifying blood mist, tens of thousands of living beings were devoured by his worms, and then when the evil spirit sect was alive and dead, he used great mana to remove most of the evil spirit peak, and disappeared. And blew up the secret realm of evil spirits.

Although the main altar of the Evil Spirit Sect has been captured, where have these people gone, and whether they will jump over the wall in a hurry, all the unknowns make people anxious.

The whole rivers and lakes are also boiling, and countless people are running, all feeling that the era of great changes is coming.

In fact. When I first heard the story about the little Buddha taught by the evil spirit, I still had some disbelief in my heart.

Tens of thousands of lives were wiped out in the blink of an eye.

What's the situation?

Don't say it's a human, even if it's a pig, you kill them one by one, you don't know how long you want to kill, and you still have a gesture......

What's more, those people are still his own people, how can this guy do it?

Is there really such a cold-blooded and ruthless person in the world?

There is also the one who moved the entire mountain peak to the void, this thing is simply mysterious, and it is not a mythological era, and the matter of moving mountains and reclamation is stopped at this time. It's just too fake.

Although I am a cultivator myself, I also know that even if I have cultivated to the realm of earth immortals, it may not be difficult to destroy a mountain, but it is really a myth to move a mountain and still be able to disappear.

It's simply impossible.

However, later I found that many people believed that the people on the rivers and lakes had the same reverence for the little Buddha as they did for the gods.

This situation surprised me a little, and I couldn't help but want to see what kind of person this is.

On the fourth day. After coming to my senses, I took the madman to a famous teahouse in Jinguancheng to drink tea, which is a place for cultivators in Jinguancheng and even Xichuan to gather, and we came here to feel the atmosphere here.

This opportunity is rare, after all, at this time. Even the Jingmen Huang family is not in the mood to attack me.

However, as soon as I entered it, I felt that something was wrong.

Someone is always watching me.

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