Nian Xiaojiao was taken back a few steps by the shadow, his sword eyebrows were like peaks, his pupils were like ink, and such a close distance was engraved in Nian Xiaojiao's eyes, combined with a lingering figure in his mind.

Once, in the Ten Thousand Beasts Pit in Tuoshan, Shang Hong protected himself so seriously, without the slightest hesitation, blocking the danger and cold arrows behind him.

Nian Xiaojiao sniffed, pulled out the golden soft sword in her waist, and threw it in the direction where the cold arrow came from, only to hear a muffled snort, and a masked man fell from the hidden tree next to the ladder, and he was lifeless.

"Waste."

Nian Xiaojiao cursed softly.

The soft sword that Ah Jin turned into was a successful blow, and it flew again.

"Your sword has a long eye, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to say that I would retreat with all my body, and I can't complain that others can't dodge."

Ah Jin seemed to understand Shang Hong's praise, and affectionately rubbed a handful on Shang Hong's dark mask to express his joy. The senses of beasts are always more sensitive, maybe Ah Jin recognizes him, maybe he simply likes the sincerity in Shang Hong's eyes. In short, Ah Jin, who rarely showed a good face to people other than Nian Xiaojiao, expressed his supreme affection for the shadow.

The shadow nodded lightly on the little thing's head: "You little pet, it's a little cute." ”

His beloved little pet was praised, Nian Xiaojiao was very useful, and in countless lonely days, it was the golden winged dragon Ah Jin, and the single overlord - ice dragon Ah Qing, who spent it with her. Nian Xiaojiao never regarded them as an object or a weapon, but as her own children, and pampered them.

Nian Xiaojiao's originally smiling face suddenly became serious, and her brows were furrowed.

has been paying attention to her shadow, naturally noticed her strange appearance, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Nian Xiaojiao touched the restless A-Qing in her sleeve, raised her hand, and showed the shadow the ice dragon hidden in her sleeve: "Someone has the idea of beating me, I'm afraid I'm going to take action at this time." It is the key to the eye of the array. Today, Immortal Wuji must be bound to get it. Whether it's for the common people or for myself, I have to protect it. ”

"I will stand by your side and guard it to the end." The shadow's eyes are extremely deep, and he seems to be able to pretend to be a sea of stars, but at the moment, he only pretends to be a Nian Xiaojiao. For him, Nian Xiaojiao is a more dazzling existence than the sea of stars.

Because Nian Xiaojiao was sneak attacked, it caused a lot of unusual movements nearby, and it also attracted the attention of the blade shadows. After separating for a while, they finally gathered around Nian Xiaojiao again, and asked worriedly:

"How's it going, are you hurt?"

Nian Xiaojiao pouted at the corpse lying under the tree: "Provoke me, I'm fine." ”

Chun Dye looked at Nian Xiaojiao nervously: "Fortunately, you're fine, you don't know, you're gone, how anxious we are." There are so many people going up the mountain that we can't find you. ”

Looking at Chun Ran's red eyes, Nian Xiaojiao was a little moved in her heart. In this life, although she grew up without her father's pain and mother's love, she has gained a lot of love. Along the way, there are always people around who really care about her and care about her safety, which can make her feel that the world is worth visiting.

Nian Xiaojiao gently patted Chun Dye's shoulder, for this cheap sister who came to her, after getting along for a long time, she really gave birth to a little bit of blood and bones: "Little girl, I'm not good, if you want to cry, you will cry until I die." ”

Chun Dye was amused by Nian Xiaojiao's words, broke into laughter, and gently hammered Nian Xiaojiao's arm, how could she be willing to really fight, but just for show: "Don't you say that, they all say that it will be a disaster for a thousand years, you will live for a thousand years, and continue to sneer us." ”

"Then I'm not a thousand-year-old demon?"

Nian Xiaojiao and Chun Ran dyed a hippie smile, but in fact, they were nervous in their hearts, after all, they were facing the big devil Immortal Wuji today, and no one was sure of winning. She used a relaxed attitude to hide her inner anxiety and uneasiness.

No one became happy because of Nian Xiaojiao's few jokes, the scene was a little cold for a while, Nian Xiaojiao laughed twice, and then said: "We can't follow the crowd so slowly." There are a lot of people, once something happens, the scene is not easy to control, let's speed up. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and then rose up in the eyes of the people, stepped on the lush branches by the ladder, and with extraordinary light skills, they quickly moved forward, leaving the crowd far behind.

The people in the crowd praised again and again, worthy of being the land of Zhong Min, Wushou Mountain is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

Seeing the lifeless hall from afar, Nian Xiaojiao stopped the pace of flying forward, and the neat and low chanting came out of the hall, not feeling holy, but revealing a gloomy and weird, because the scriptures are not like the quiet and nourishing of the heart of other temples, but a spell, a spell with some evil spirits.

Nian Xiaojiao was shocked, could it? Is it a spell that activates the formation?

Blade Shadow sniffed his nose and looked nervous: "Do you smell the slightest wisp of blood?" ”

A figure suddenly appeared in the hidden place in front of the hall, Subu Mai, it was the simple attire of the Taoist priest of the Wushou Palace, and the Taoist priest who suddenly appeared startled Nian Xiaojiao and them, pulled out his weapon and prepared to meet him, and was protected by the shadow.

"My own people."

"Innocent, how is the situation in the temple?" The shadow asked the little Taoist priest who was hurrying over.

The little Taoist priest who was called innocent, folded his hands, and bowed slightly: "The donor can be regarded as coming, today's Daxian practice is actually to sacrifice people, and the three elders of the Daxian Sect have controlled all the cultivators in the hall, and they have ...... Eight senior brothers have been sacrificed. ”

The innocent little Taoist covered his sleeves and cried as he spoke, the first senior brother who sacrificed his life, he took care of him a lot in the past, so how could he not be sad.

"Innocent, you can't help if you stay here, right now, there's something extremely important I want you to do."

"Donor, please speak, donor Bodhisattva's heart, the seriously ill old mother in the family was saved by you. But whatever is able to be done by the unsullied, he will do his best. ”

"Right now, there's a lot of people going up the mountain, and I need you to stop them. Let's just say that the temple is performing great rituals, and they can't be disturbed, so let them pray on the spot at the foot of the mountain and don't come up. You, possibly do it? ”

"Donor, please rest assured, the innocent will go."

Nian Xiaojiao looked at the little Taoist priest with thin shoulders and still immature, and asked the shadow with some anxiety: "Is it feasible?" Can his small size stop so many people from going up the mountain? ”

The shadow looked at the back of the innocent and gradually moving away: "He can't stop it, and the Buddha heart in people's hearts will stop it." In the hearts of those who go up the mountain, Wujing is just going to convey the will of the Buddha, and what he says is what the Buddha says. So, he can do it. ”

Nian Xiaojiao touched the back of her head: "I don't understand what you say, but you can stop it." Let's hope it does. Right now, let's go to the Immortal Hall and save the Taoist priests who are being pinned. ”

Nian Xiaojiao and they broke into the Wushou Palace, only to see hundreds of Taoist priests in the courtyard forming a circle, drawing spells with blood in the circle, and in the middle of the spell were the corpses of several Taoist priests. In the scriptures of the Taoist priest, a black resentment rises around the little Taoist priest who has lost his breath, which seems to be the cry of a person who died in vain.

Nian Xiaojiao Mingyue Qingfeng Nine Twisted Beads in his hand, playing into an afterimage with a tail, and walked towards the three white-bearded Taoist priests led by him: "You are simply damned, you have lost your conscience." ”

"The Tao is natural, everything is skin, all are illusory. All things are one, people are just heaven and earth, and they have their own destiny, so why should the donor be persistent. ”

The old Taoist priest in the center raised the white dust, and fixed the nine twisted beads of the bright moon and breeze in the middle, without moving.

"The number of bullshit's lives, why don't you sacrifice your own life? You are careless of human life. ”

Nian Xiaojiao roared at the sanctimonious white-bearded old Taoist priest.

"I have a choice, they don't have a choice ----." The old Taoist priest smiled indifferently, shameless.

"Shameless pseudo-Taoist!" The shadow spoke for everyone.

He pulled out his protective sleeve with his sword-matched Nightmare Shura, and with a magnificent sword aura, he rushed straight at the old Taoist priest who was the leader, the old Taoist priest who shamelessly said, "I have a choice, they don't have a choice".

It's just that in anger, he forgot what a sword would expose.

Nian Xiaojiao, Blade Shadow and Xiaolu looked at the afterimage in mid-air, as well as the familiar dark sword light, this is ......

Nightmare Shura!

Nightmare Shura is a peerless sword in the world, and blood will be seen when it comes out of the sheath! It's Shang Hong's sword!

Nian Xiaojiao had forgotten what a dangerous place of battle she was in right now, on the edge of an altar, and she looked at the sword and the familiar sword intent so fixedly.

It's him! It's really him!

Only he could wield such an earth-shattering sword!

As if pushed by an invisible hand, Nian Xiaojiao unconsciously took a few steps forward, it was these few seconds of relaxation, she was coerced by another Taoist master beside the old Taoist, and entered the center of the altar, the center of the charm, and around it, there were corpses in a circle, and everywhere, piercing red.

"Stand down, or I'll chop her!"

Shang Hong's sword head, which was originally forward, suddenly rushed towards the ground, and all the sword qi was shocked back. Shang Hong snorted and spat out a mouthful of turbid blood, which he rubbed rudely with his cuffs.

"Let her go, or I'll kill you without a place to bury!"

"If you still want her to live, you should quit the Immortal Hall now, immediately!"

The old Taoist priest's hand holding the sword trembled a little, and the great immortal said that today's Dharma is extremely important, and if there is a slight difference, it is necessary for them to raise their heads to see it. Compared with the little ghosts who broke into the door, the methods of the Great Immortals were extremely terrifying, and at the moment, they must not be allowed to destroy the formation.

The girl held hostage in the hands of the old Taoist priest is like a soulless shell, not resisting or shouting. He stood behind her, a sword against her neck.

On the face of the old Taoist priest who couldn't see the girl, his blazing gaze was tightly glued to Shang Hong's body, and his eyes were facing each other, and Wan Lai was silent.

The woman raised a smile, and the sky and the earth changed.