(xxxiii)

Xu was frightened and stimulated by his daughter, and after Gongliang healed his wounds, he tried to get Wei Zhao to leave with him. The reason for his move out is also very credible, saying that his injuries are not light, and it is difficult to recover if he stays here. If Ghost Zhao continues to want to use him as a Ding Furnace, he will either have to leave to find the elixir, or he will have to find the medicine for him himself, and if he chooses the former, he can follow Gongliang himself, but if he chooses the latter, he will not be able to look at their father and daughter.

Indeed, Wei Zhao still wants to find the opportunity of the protagonist, and it is impossible to keep an eye on the father-in-law and daughter all the time, and it is rash to come back with him. He stayed for another day, and after Gongliang was so calm that he was temporary, he took him out of the cottage.

The night before they left, Gong Liangxi seemed to realize that he had become extremely clingy. She stood behind Gongliang Zhi and watched him cook, rolling up her sleeves to help clean up the dishes. After being coaxed away by Gongliangzhi, he sat next to Wei Zhao and watched him wipe his sword.

"Kicked out?" Wei Zhao asked.

"Daddy said the kitchen was stuffy." Gong Liangxi said sullenly, "I've gotten much better after taking the medicine, how can it be so useless." ”

"You'd better settle down." Wei Zhao said, "If you get medicine a few more times, your father's life will be compensated." ”

Gong Liangxi's face turned white and he stopped talking.

Wei Zhao suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, but the aftermath did not disappear, and he was still angry with Gong Liangxi, and he spoke unceremoniously. When he saw that the other party was speechless, he was a little happy, and said, "We'll leave tomorrow." ”

When Gong Liangxi heard this, his eyes did not turn red as Wei Zhao expected, but nodded silently. She asked, "Is Brother Wei Zhao still with Daddy?" ”

"Of course." Wei Zhao replied.

"Then ......" Gong Liangxi lowered his voice, as if he was a little ashamed to speak, "Brother Wei Zhao, can you take care of him for me?" ”

Wei Zhao was speechless by this, thinking that Xiao Nizi was telling a joke, and took care of it, it would be good if your father and I didn't do something halfway. At this time, Gongliangzhi had already walked out of the kitchen and put the dishes on the table, much faster than before. He brought all the food at once, and after putting the dishes and chopsticks, he sat down at the table. Look at this tension, as if if they were left alone for a while, and the baby daughter would be swallowed by the big devil.

"Where?" Wei Zhao glanced at Gongliang meaningfully, "It's probably your father who is 'taking care' of me." ”

Gongliang smiled absently, as if he couldn't hear the meaning of his words, and began to ask his daughter whether the food was salty or not. Gong Liangxi was embarrassed to continue to talk about him in front of his father, obediently praised Gong Liangzhi's cooking skills, and performed his father's filial piety with him.

Before they left, Gong Liangxi secretly looked for Wei Zhao again, and whispered again. Wei Zhao was surprised by her persistence and said, "What are you anxious about?" The Taoist chief does things without leakage, aren't you well taken care of by your father? ”

"Taking care of others and taking care of yourself are two different things." She said, "People who are thoughtful and attentive don't mean they shouldn't be taken care of. ”

Gong Liangxi hit the nail on the head, his father is such a thoughtful person, and he doesn't feel distressed at all when he moves himself. Obviously a high-achieving student with good kung fu, but since they reunited, they have been a wounded person for eight # nine times out of ten, Wei Zhao is very suspicious that he has suffered from saving people obsessive-compulsive disorder since he failed to rescue Xuan Bingyuan, and he will feel uncomfortable if he does not harm himself and send blood.

Gong Liangxi lowered his head and said, "What's more, Daddy is always busy for me, wasting a lot of opportunities......"

Wei Zhao looked at the top of her hair and felt that this father and daughter were really a hard-working person who poured out of a mold. The sick ghost worries about the wounded, and the wounded protect the sick ghost, and they don't worry about crossing the river by themselves. Gong Liangxi could obviously feel the change in his attitude, but instead of asking questions or starting to be angry with him like most children of this age, he obediently stopped pestering him, and asked him to take care of his father with a look of melancholy. She probably thought she was annoying the guests.

Wei Zhao sighed, and said in his heart that he was talking about something with a doll who didn't know anything. He reached out and touched Gong Liangxi's head, and the next moment Gong Liangzhi came out of the door. The tense look in the Taoist priest's eyes was not yet good, like a hen that pounced on a weasel. Wei Zhao was a little angry, and he felt like a ruffian who bullied orphans and widows, which was really not interesting.

"Dao Chief, let's walk?" He asked, dragging his voice.

Gongliangzhi nodded, squatted down and hugged Gongliangxi, and briefly explained that she should take medicine and listen to Aunt Li's words. Wei Zhao felt that it must be because of his presence that this touching parting scene was shortened into a few sentences.

"It's not easy for the Dao Chief." As soon as he left the range that Gong Liangxi could hear, Wei Zhao said, "While preparing to save the old lover, he also protects his deceased wife's children, amorous and infatuated, but unfortunately widowed." ”

"Wei Zhao is not my old lover." Gongliang Zhi said calmly.

"Yes, you don't know how to love each other." Wei Zhao snorted angrily, said bitterly, and stopped continuing the topic. He looked Gong Liangzhi up and down and asked, "How is the Taoist chief doing now?" ”

"It's only four layers of strength." Gongliang said honestly.

"Qi and blood are empty, and strength has dropped greatly, so you can't fake it." Wei Zhao showed a strange smile, "That's very good. ”

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A puff of yellow sand rose in midair.

This yellow sand is turbulent like a wave, changing like a cloud, covering the sky with no end in sight. When the sand and dust fell silent, there was a man with sallow hair like tree roots and a sallow face, his hands like eagle talons, and a charming young woman with a numb expression in his hands. The man glanced to his side, and said in a voice like Hong Zhong: "The old ghost of Yunjiao came early!" ”

He took two steps forward, his toes disappearing in mid-air, and strange ripples appeared in the endless wilderness, as if the air had turned into a blister. The man walked into the blister, and from a distance, his body disappeared.

"Blisters" are a different world.

A bare red earth appeared on the thriving wilderness, and the round earth was not only barren, but also gray and hard as stone. There was already an ugly old man with a bulging forehead sitting on this piece of land with a few feet in circumference, raised his eyelids and glanced at the man, and said with a strange smile: "It's not too late for the old man in Huangjia." ”

If there were mortals here, they would be screaming in horror. The old man, known as the old ghost of Yunjiao, held a handsome young man in his arms, the young man's lips were gray and his eyes were blank, but the words just now came out of his mouth. The old-fashioned lines are said in a childish voice, which is so weird that it makes people chill.

The man was not surprised by this, and as soon as he stepped on it, the yellow sand condensed into a large bed. He dragged the young woman to sit on her buttocks, and said, "For the first time in a hundred years, the Huanxi Sect has gathered Jindan, so Lao Tzu naturally has to come early." ”

"Look at what Venerable Huangjia said, it seems that today is here to reminisce about the old days?" There was a coquettish smile in the sky.

A wisp of red smoke stepped on top of the "blister", and a glamorous girl dressed in cool clothes swam in like a snake. The shirtless strong man in her arms fell to the ground first, and used her as a meat pad, making a heavy noise. The strong man didn't scream, he still looked at the girl on his body obsessively, but the girl showed a heartbroken expression, stroked his face, and called "heart" and "baby".

The two monks who arrived first looked at the strong man's bald head, and their faces became solemn. The top of the man's head was clean, and he burned three ring scars, which was clearly a Buddhist cultivator who had already built a foundation.

"I'm waiting for today's gathering to turn the treasure of the True Monarch, what's the point of the Duck Lady bringing a bald donkey from the Leiyin Temple?" The old ghost of Yunjiao said unhappily, and the voice of the young man in his arms became sharp and harsh, "If that group of bald donkeys comes with their tails and disturbs the great affairs of the Huanxi Sect, can you bear this responsibility?" ”

"That's a good thing to say, it doesn't make sense!" The duck lady pouted, "It is precisely because of the importance of the matter that the concubine has to bring a good man to help." The husband loves people to death, how can he let those bald donkeys stir up? Isn't it? ”

She hooked the monk's chin, and when she saw the monk nodding like pounding garlic, she smiled coquettishly, glanced at the other two with silky eyes, and said, "Otherwise, like the two predecessors, bring a Ding furnace that is about to dry to fill the number?" ”

"If it weren't for the tower of the Turning Spirit True Monarch, I would have to bring a Ding furnace, and Lao Tzu wouldn't want to bring my mother-in-law." Venerable Huangjia sneered, "Where are you little girls like you, you still have to rely on the Ding Furnace to play the forward." ”

"If His Holiness could also get the Ding Furnace of Lei Yin Temple, I'm afraid he wouldn't say that, right?"

A clear female voice came, and the sword light flashed, and a white-clothed female cultivator had already fallen to several people. She looked straight, like a determined Taoist cultivator, but the haggard woman in her arms showed that this female cultivator was the same as the previous people, and she was also a Joy Sect demon cultivator who took the path of replenishment.

"In ancient times, there were no monks who relied on the Ding Furnace to eat, but the Ding Furnace is decent, and the owner of the Ding Furnace is not bad," the female cultivator smiled, and said to the duck lady whose smile had faded a little, "Sister said yes?" ”

"It's nature." The duck lady said with lack of interest, "Sister Linshui's Ding furnace has not yet been raised, and something is going to happen halfway, I'm afraid it's not good?" ”

"Time is pressing, and there is really no way to raise it." The water fairy pretended to sigh regretfully, "But with the Taoist aunt of the Water Moon Temple as a companion, how can I bear not to bring her with me?" ”

The female cultivator in her arms is a foundation building monk of the Water Moon Temple, although the loss has not yet been made up, but from the perspective of cultivation, it is more refined than the monk of the Duck Lady, and there is already a middle stage of foundation building.

"That's it!" The old ghost of Yunjiao said impatiently, "This is the end of the fight, let's enter the tower." ”

"Just the four of us?" The water fairy asked, "What about the Black Crow Daoist?" ”

"The hour has come, no more waiting." The old ghost of Yunjiao said.

"It was closed for 170 years, and there was no news, and most of them died in it." Venerable Huangjia snorted coldly, "Four people are four people......

"You're talking too soon."

The four Jindan monks of the Huanxi Sect turned their heads in unison, but they saw that a black mist had appeared not far from them at some point. The black mist constricted into the body, revealing a feather-like demonic aura that was pressed by the black, covering the surface of the person's body tightly. He was holding a young Ding furnace in one hand, and a jet-black treasure knife hung from his waist, and the demonic qi of the body was coming from it, which was the magic weapon that the Black Crow Dao people relied on to get married.

"Ah, congratulations to the crow seniors for getting out!" The duck lady said angrily, "When did the seniors come?" The concubine didn't notice it at all! ”

Not only did she not notice, but everyone present did not have the slightest sense before the Black Crow Daoist spoke. The oldest Yunjiao old ghost felt a pang in his heart, only to feel that the Black Crow Daoist had become more unfathomable than before. He glanced at the Ding furnace that was entangled in the black gas, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and after a while, he lost his voice and shouted: "Dry Heaven Valley Gongliangzhi? ”

This surprise was not trivial, he did not let the boy speak, he shouted himself, and his voice was as hoarse as a donkey. Hearing this, the other three eyes also shot towards the young man beside the Black Crow Daoist, with a look of surprise on their faces.

"The girl on the water is right." The Black Crow Daoist hissed, "The Ding Furnace is also the façade of my generation of monks. You see, how is the Ding furnace in the Dry Heaven Valley? ”

He said as he rubbed the hilt of the Raven Feather Knife.

This knife is indeed a treasure, especially if the owner can even hide his appearance and cultivation by "Crow Feather". With the demonic qi in his body, the crow feather knife in his hand, and a "ding furnace", it is really a very simple thing to replace the black crow Taoist who failed to break through the death pass.

So Wei Zhao came.

As for Gongliangzhi, who plays the role of Ding Lu, he has no disguise, it is naturally because-

None of the demon cultivators present today could get out alive.