"The spring breeze and smoke and rain don't know where, and everyone is drunk if they don't get drunk! ”

Xuan Lingcang looked at the corpse of the young lady in a different place, lowered his head for a while, and then kicked it fiercely.

"The identity is there, but what you do, the next thing! Depriving the people of fat and the people's ointment for the time being, now an official is that virtue, but what about this Changqin?

Why is the long-lancet of a generation of Qin Shenglongkong in the hands of a little prefect lady?

Squatting down and stroking the corpse's neck, he let out a long breath after a moment.

"But, hehe, hey, none of this is my business! You shouldn't be, you just shouldn't get what our sect leader wants. ”

Qin Beast was already frightened, looking at Xuan Lingcang's face that had become a little distorted because of excitement, and then at the blood-stained peach blossom-like West Lake: "My good ...... Killed!"

"yes, murder!"

Xuan Ling didn't raise his head, and replied to Qin Beast's words without being salty.

"What's your opinion?"

Qin Beast trembled and picked up a Yanling knife worn by the guard, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes.

He was afraid that Xuan Lingcang would have such a small whim...... It was not just the prefect and the guards who landed on the ground.

"Damn, if this person wants to kill me, Lao Tzu will give him a shot before he dies!

Wrong wrong...... As soon as that person made a move, so many guards died, and I didn't know how to do martial arts, and I still resisted a fart!"

With a clang, the goose knife fell to the ground. Qin Beast pursed his lips: "No opinion, if you want to kill, you will kill!"

After that, he sat on the ground with the appearance of letting him pick.

When Xuan Lingcang heard this, he tilted his head and said:

"Hey, you kid is a bit interesting, but the man is like a slut, I kill her and I don't kill you, what's the matter?

Xuan Lingcang casually threw the guard's head, walked over slowly, and sat beside the Qin Beast.

"Boy, you don't mind if you borrow a place and wait for some people, right?"

Hearing this, Qin Beast was a little stunned. The murderer committed murder, and when he was seen, he didn't kill himself?

And this murderer turned out to be ...... Or sit with witnesses who saw him commit the murder?

Did this man get kicked in the head by a donkey?

"Wait for someone, since Lord Xuan Lingcang said it, then please wait!"

Anyway, I can't get rid of him, so let him wait.

Xuan Lingcang is also an interesting person, it is impossible to cut off his head with a knife because of such a trivial matter, right?

So, in the next second, he drew his sword out of the sheath very decisively, and the blade as thin as a cicada's wings instantly stuck to the heart of the Qin beast.

"Do you know who I am?"

It's okay not to say it, but he is talking nonsense, but the former's tone suddenly becomes excited.

"Xuan Lingcang! Your name is Xuan Lingcang!" Qin Beast hurriedly replied.

"How do you know?" The Adversary's hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

"You just said it yourself!"

Qin Beast's answer was short, but in his heart he was afraid to death.

The cicada wing knife in Xuan Lingcang's hand slowly fell off from his hand.

In the midst of the blood-colored smoke and rain, he suddenly began to laugh wildly, and his whole robe was shaken by the earth-shattering laughter:

"Boy, do you know what it means for you to say my name, the mortal who can call my name must be the one the one the sect master is looking for. ”

Qin Beast was stunned, why did I call your name and become the person the sect leader was looking for?

"And what if I don't?"

Xuan Lingcang was working hard to rub his dug nose into a ball at this time, and he didn't have time to take care of him.

Just raised his head, glanced at Qin Beast like a cat and mouse, and said in an understated tone:

"The sect master wants to find you by name, but have I asked your name? It's his business to find you, and it's my business, as for you...... That's my business!"

Qin Beast froze in place, what the hell is this?

"This eldest brother, when you call your name, you will become the person your sect is looking for. Then if you call out the name of the Jade Emperor, will you be able to be the son of Taishang Laojun?"

This adult's IQ is really worrying.

"What's wrong with Taishang Laojun, you are Taishang Daozu and his son, and Lao Tzu will also kidnap you!"

Xuan Ling Cang blew his beard and glared, and the cicada wing knife on the waist of the Qin beast flashed a little cold light. It is particularly dazzling under the pouring rain.

But what kind of light does the knife reflect? It can make people dazzle, and it must be the light of the sun above the sky.

The rain is pouring down, where is the sunshine?

"Ah! Demon Gate Demon Barbarian, in broad daylight, in the middle of the bright world, it's just a matter of killing people, you actually robbed the people's daughter, I will do the right thing for heaven today!"

Above the sky, a beam of sunlight suddenly shot down from above the clouds, and with the sunlight, I saw an old man with an extremely handsome young man falling from above.

The old man's hair is white, and the white robe he is wearing is spotless, and the breeze is slowly blowing, so he is a fairy wind bone.

"What the master said is that the thieves of this demon gate are really bad, and they actually robbed the people's daughters, I can't ignore them when we meet now!"

The handsome young man bowed his head and saluted, and when he saw the master speak, he hurriedly echoed him.

"Good apprentice, since the apprentices have spoken, then the teacher will kill this demon...... Belch...... Good boy, wouldn't it seem too contrived to say that for the teacher?"

The old man coughed lightly, his expression a little embarrassed.

The young man's face stiffened, but he still slapped his horse with a flattering whisker and said, "Master is too humble, subduing demons and eliminating demons is what I should do on the right path, I can't make a mistake, I can't make a mistake!"

In the long pavilion, Xuan Lingcang yawned, glanced at the two of them with slanted eyes, and said leisurely:

"You two are not good at cultivation, and now you can say this, are you alive enough or do you want to die?"

After that, Xuan Lingcang lightly slashed through the air, and the Jiuyangzi disciple's body shook, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and at the moment when he said this, a green fire was burning in the water of Xizi Lake, which was surging like mist.

"The demon who robbed the people's girl, he Jiuyangzi can't do it, how about plus my Qingming?"

His voice was hoarse, as if he had come from hell. A green lantern accompanied the dry old figure that seemed to be washed away by the torrential rain, raised his hand, and the blue light appeared.

"One of them is old and dizzy, and the other has a sick brain, they can't see that this is a kid with a handle, which is understandable, but can't you see it?"

Xuan Lingcang pulled out his sword again, this sword only had a hilt, but it lacked a sword body.

The lonely wooden handle looked a little funny in his hand.

A faint howl came from all directions, and countless transparent figures slowly floated out of the blue light with a blank face.

"Hahaha, I can see it! But now, that's what I say, and when you die, even if you say you're a dog, it doesn't matter. ”

Qing Ming looked up to the sky and laughed, but his hands kept pinching out various seals.

"Ghosts, you're a primordial infancy, but you're doing this in the right way, using ghosts to bully more and less, and actually making fun of my demon cultivators!

Jiuyangzi raised his hand and stroked the white beard hanging down his chest, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "To deal with demon cultivation, why do I need to talk about morality?"

After that, the two arms drew countless afterimages in the air, and one after another the talismans were all activated by him in an instant.

Those sudden ghosts who were floating in the air with blank expressions gradually began to become ruthless and murderous.

Qing Ming let out a low voice: "Hundred Ghosts Devouring Souls, Elder Xuan takes over!"

His withered fingers moved slightly in his low-hanging robe.

Immediately, with a sneer, the sleeve robe waved violently, and in an instant, countless ghosts swept away towards Xuan Lingcang with a sharp and terrifying wind.

Xuan Lingcang's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand and grabbed it, only to hear the sound of the sword in all directions, and the cicada wing knife in his hand disappeared, replaced by an invisible sharp and cold light.

With the appearance of this cold light, the air around him began to shake frequently.

One after another, the aura cyclones, which were invisible to the naked eye, began to collide fiercely in the air, but in an instant, the two of them had already passed hundreds of moves.

The clouds of mist of ghosts streaked through the air, and when they were about to reach a certain space, there was a sudden fluctuation, and then a strange green light appeared.

The speed is indeed okay, but this power is not enough!"

Xuan Lingcang clenched the blade, spun around and slashed at the green light in the air, and unceremoniously blasted towards the green light, the two collided in mid-air, and the thunderous explosion suddenly resounded in the sky.

Immediately, the ripple-like energy quickly spread out, and under the diffusion of that energy, the entire lake surface trembled slightly.

Qing Ming regretfully withdrew his green lantern, the green lantern was made of star wood, and the dark iron could not be damaged, but now, it was covered with neat scratches.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Xuan Lingcang's mouth: "Old thing, although you feel distressed, your broken lamp should be put into the ground!"

Jiuyangzi urged the talisman seal from time to time to assist, but he didn't forget to open his mouth to fight back:

"Elder of the Demon Gate, now he has also used such a low-level means of provoking anger, he is worthy of being a bodyless blade, I didn't expect such a good thing to be on you. ”

This was the most disdainful thing for Xuan Lingcang, and he didn't bother to pay attention to Jiuyangzi's cynicism.

"The knife is good, do you want it? Qingming old ghost, grandpa, I will give it to you today, don't care about him first, you will be worshiped by Lao Tzu!"

The smile on Xuan Lingcang's face disappeared, and suddenly his knees bent, his arms stretched forward, and he knelt down towards Qing Ming so violently.

The cold was even worse, the green fire was swaying, and the heavy rain was pouring non-stop.

The old ghost stopped his movements, and tilted his head with some confusion: "I'm not your father, Xuan Lingcang, what are you doing on my knees?"

Why did Xuan Lingcang kneel for no reason? As soon as the gods and Buddhas knelt and the heavens and the earth tilted, this demon knelt down......

"Green old ghost, retreat!"

Jiuyangzi's expression changed wildly, and it was too late for this sentence to blurt out.

The air around Qing Ming gradually began to distort, and Xuan Lingcang's outstretched arm just now bent his hand into a claw in an instant, as if he was about to tear something from the sky.

"Cloud Firmament!"

Xuan Lingcang broke off with a snort, and the cold mang moved.

The thick clouds that shrouded the sky of Hangzhou City were all summoned by this sound.

The wind was fierce, the clouds were shaking, and the torrential rain that was already hurting people became curly at this time, like a boning hook with a handle.

Countless rains bent above the sky into countless crescents.

At this time, the rain falls, shocking!

Qing Ming's pupils gradually dilated, and in the next second, no matter how big the magic power of the Jiuyangzi or the old ghost of Qing Ming was.

Under such an offensive, there is only a piece of blood mist left.

Qin Beast was holding his yellowed broken book in his hand, and his expression was also dazed, like those ghosts who had no senses.

It's a soul-wrenching frustration, but it's strange to say.

Ghost Spirit Devouring Soul, it stands to reason that Qin Beast is a mortal, even after hearing it, even if he doesn't vomit blood and die violently, he will have an unbearable headache.

But he didn't react at all.

With the death of Qing Ming and Jiuyangzi, the ghosts hidden in the mist are completely out of control.

They whined and screamed like bats, instinctively looking for a place full of life, where there were only two living people.

The ghost spirit approached, but the yellowed broken book in the hand of the Qin beast suddenly emitted a layer of golden treasure light.

The ghosts that should have burrowed into the Qin beast's body all rushed towards Xuan Ling Cang at this moment, and then "Poof!" disappeared.

Xuan Lingcang's face turned white in an instant, and immediately his throat became sweet, and a mouthful of blood was already in his throat.

"You can't vomit blood! Twenty years of blood will be gone!"

This sentence, like a heavy hammer, smashed open the heart of Qin Beast:

"Skill?20 years?longevity?Wait, that poem just now?Are you an immortal?"

Qin Beast's face turned to ecstasy in an instant, the indifference and disdain of the passers-by on the roadside, the unintentional ridicule of the children on the street, and the ridicule and abuse of the tavern guys......

Isn't it just for this moment that I have endured this kind of humiliation that others can't accept for so many years?

Qin Beast was already a little incoherent with excitement, and he shook Xuan Lingcang's shoulder.

The latter was already suffering from an unbearable headache because of the ghost spirit entering his body, but now after he tossed it again, the blood was held back by him, but a ball of white foam slowly spit out from his mouth.

Xuan Ling Cang was angry, when had he ever been treated so unreasonably by a mortal junior?

In a hurry, his head tilted, and he lost his life.

"Immortal, immortal, what are you talking about? Hey! Damn, the immortal is fucking dizzy!"