With her new hatred and old hatred, a trace of hatred flashed over the frightened little girl's full face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

We must not let her go this time.

Slanting at the monk who was meditating with his eyes closed, the little girl suddenly said crisply:

"Monk, as a monk, do you want to be indifferent when you see evil spirits doing evil? I have heard that the Temple of the Dead regards it as its mission to save sentient beings in danger, and now that you are standing by and watching, what qualifications do you have to say that you are from the Temple of the Dead in the future? What qualifications do you have to obtain the Seven Absolute Pianos? ”

Hui He's expression was slightly embarrassed when he said this, because he did have the meaning of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight.

There is no way, he has learned the difficulty of the woman in red, not to mention that this is a secular dispute, and it is not appropriate for monks to interfere.

His face was embarrassed, and he didn't make a move.

"The demon god is haunting, and the killing ring is vain, and all living beings can punish him! Monk, are you hesitating this time to be greedy for life and afraid of death, or are you trying to protect yourself? Mingjin sneered.

The latter words can be ignored, but the first two sentences have some truth.

In the past, it was only when others attacked her that she had to protect herself, but today she rarely opened the killing ring first? Uncle Bai said that when she took the initiative to attack people, others either hid or went out to save people in the spirit of sacrificing their lives to serve the tiger.

For a real monk, if he doesn't go to hell, who will?

It is impossible to let him hide.

This time, Huihe no longer hesitated, and jumped into the fight between the woman in red and the woman in green.

"Begonia!" Hou Shan called urgently.

A white light shot from his head to Huihe's back, and the monk dodged the silk blade the size of hemp rope with a backflip, and his eyelids lifted.

"Silkworm demon?"

Tianyin, whose eyebrows were cold, hummed slightly, raised his hands forward, and several silk threads shot out......

There was already a mess over there, and the little girl in Mingjin sneered when she saw that she had successfully won over a help for herself, and shook out a jade flute in her hand and put it to her mouth, and then blew it gently.

The flute sound is melodious, and the timbre is unusually clear and moving, and it penetrates people's hearts.

The female protector seemed to be deeply affected by the sound of the flute, and the more passionate the flute, the stronger her fighting spirit became, and her attack was violent, fast and menacing, and she had the momentum to cut the woman in red into pieces in one go.

When encountering an opponent, Qiu Bao, who was infected by the Five Poison Flags, became more and more energetic, full of killing intent, wanting to kill people, and the strength on his body was endless.

The woman in red's sudden outburst surprised the three of Hou Shan, and the situation did not allow them to think too much.

"Hey, buddy, did you notice something strange about that red shirt's eyes? I remember that I used to have black eyes, but now I have red eyes, is it evil? When he met the female god again, the curious Sang Mingzhe looked at her face at first glance, and immediately found something wrong.

"I remember she's an evil god herself, right?" Dong Baili hesitated, "But that eye is really wrong." "Like the controlled villain Red Eye in a horror movie.

"Don't talk nonsense, Xiao San, ruin that flute!" Hou Shanlisuo commanded, and he kept an eye on the fight on the side of the woman in red.

Sang Mingzhe responded, "Okay! ”

Raising the small stick in his hand and slashing a few times in mid-air, three guns fell into the hands of the three people.

Hou Shan raised his gun and rushed towards the god-level fighting battlefield, while Sang and Dong raised their guns without saying a word and shot at the little girl.

Their target was the flute in her hand, and the enemy would be unhappy if she was shot.

Fortunately, there are two middle-aged people beside the little girl to protect her.

They didn't expect that the Zisang family, as a candidate for the divine sacrifice, would actually put spells without using technological weapons? angrily scolded "despicable", and quickly lifted her up and hid in the next room, causing the aborigines to protest and howl.

This group of outsiders seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming in, and fought in front of the city lord.

For a while, the chickens and dogs walked away, and it was very lively.

The demonic man in the teahouse jumped twice happily with the blue tendons on his forehead, and called patiently: "I said everyone, ......" Can you calm down and listen to Benjun's words? What Lao Tzu just said is fair play, not mixed fighting, as a guest, how can you respect the host?

Suddenly, after a few bangs, a melodious and clear piano sound sounded again, the sound entered the ears, and the soft tone seemed to be able to pluck people's hearts.

Behind the screen, in front of a low table, a guqin glowing with gentle white light was gently plucked by a pair of knuckled fingers.

"It's so noisy, let me ...... quietly" The low and nice male voice sounded lazily and slowly.

The demonic man sitting in front of him was already on his forehead, and his hands were lying on the ground motionless.

Young people are just irritable and mess around when they don't agree......

Speaking of Qiu Bao's side, he teleported to avoid the green vines that appeared from all directions, and secretly commanded five flags to wait for the opportunity to absorb the divine power of the two green-clothed women.

A flag turned into a sharp blade and slashed through the green vines, sending a flag out from under her feet when one of them was slightly distracted by pain...... Suddenly, a shocking piano sound came into my mind, and my head hurt like a magic sound piercing my ears, and I couldn't help but hold my head and fall to the ground for a while.

When she woke up, she found herself back under the eaves of her patio.

When did you come back? What about the Houshan people? What about her prey coming to the mouth?

It's all gone.

The terrace was empty, and she was the only one sitting on the ground. Looking down at his bright red body, his clothes have not changed back......

"Baby-" In the midst of doubt, a figure fell from the sky, it was Hou Shan's. He got up and found that she was there, and immediately ran over in surprise.

Qiu Bao's eyes narrowed, what did he call her?

"Great, baby! I've finally got the Divine Stone, you see! With that, he shook out a colorful stone in his hand.

She smiled, turned her face and said slowly, "Well, that's great." But Kosugi, what do you call me? "Who is she now? Who is it?

The boy was stunned, "What's wrong?" Don't like me calling you that? That...... Qiuqiu? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his back, and a sharp blade passed through his back and chest, turning into a wisp of red smoke and disappearing under his incredulous gaze.

His smile froze and he looked at her in disbelief.

"Why?"

She looked over faintly, smiling, "Do you know who I am?" I don't know, don't scream. "At this level, I dare to come out and offer ugliness, hey~.

That "Hou Shan" was stunned, he didn't expect that someone could still retain a clear mind in the illusion.

He couldn't help but chuckle, "You're all right?" That's interesting......" After finishing his words, he turned into a wisp of smoke and dispersed.

She's fine? She's big and okay?

Qiu Bao sat up and looked around, hey, the grass and trees here are the same as the real thing, is it a fantasy?

was thrown into the illusion at the critical moment, if it was the soul entering, wouldn't she be more than lucky? The flesh suddenly stuck, left outside, and I don't know if it was beaten into meat sauce.

The words show that the little girl's protector god is sacred? She was taking care of the exercises a while ago, and she was anxious about the affairs of the mountains for a while, and she had no time to pay attention to the affairs of the enemy.

In modern terms, those two should be plant-based abilities, right?

One tosses rattans, the other tosses seeds...... Ah, that woman wouldn't plant seeds in her flesh to vent her hatred, would she?

Let the enemy's body completely turn into spring mud, well, this trick is poisonous enough. (To be continued.) )