591 will die before you

Yang ghost, appear!

From the sky, slowly falling!

It's still barefoot, white dress, white clothes.

The light smoke on her body was gone, but it was still on her face, and the last piece remained.

At this moment, the shock in the little Taoist's heart could not be described in words.

In his mind, there was only one thought that was spinning wildly: Thunder, this is the divine thunder, it is the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!

I'll go, I'll go, a Yang ghost who has been seriously injured has been brutally beaten by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and there is no soul to lose!

What's wrong with this heaven and earth, is there still a heavenly principle in this world?

No, no, no!

However, no matter how shocked the little Taoist was, the yang ghost was still there, and he landed barefoot.

But he stumbled, took three steps back, and his body was shaky for a while.

The little Taoist priest felt a little happy in his heart: no matter what, this divine thunder hit the yang ghost hard after all.

But what if you're seriously injured? She didn't annihilate after all. And myself, I don't have the strength to fight!

After she dies, can anyone in this world get rid of her?

The little Taoist priest shook his head with a wry smile: "Death is going to die, what do you want to do with this?" ”

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, the little Taoist priest sighed in his heart: "Buddhism says that everything is like a dream, but it is all false!" But this falsehood, how many people in heaven and earth can break it? ”

"So, I really don't want to die!"

With his long sigh, the Yang Ghost straightened up.

Hit hard by this, the Yang Ghost has been completely enraged.

She looked up to the sky and let out a long howl. Her body shook, and the rain reappeared!

This flower might as well be sprinkled all over the sky like the beginning. But when the flowers pounced on the little Taoist priest together, they covered the little Taoist priest's eyes.

Looking at the countless fireworks in front of him, the little Taoist priest exclaimed: It's so beautiful! Really, it's beautiful.

It is a rare happiness to be able to die under such a beautiful move!

The little Taoist priest opened his eyes wide and saw that these blurry flowers were rushing towards him, trying to twist him into countless pieces.

The little Taoist priest never wanted to die.

But after summoning the divine thunder, all the essence, qi, and spirit in his body have been exhausted.

So, he could only watch, and death came to his face!

But suddenly, the little Taoist priest could no longer see these flowers.

Suddenly a man appeared in front of him.

The man held him in his arms and protected him with his own body.

She used her back and her own body to cover the beautiful death!

It's Wakayuki!

It's Xu Ruoxue!

The little Taoist's eyes suddenly opened to the maximum, and he exclaimed: "No! ”

No!

No!

I don't want it!

He struggled with all his might.

But in the face of absolute force, his struggle was so powerless.

The little Taoist priest shouted, "Why? ”

Why did you come here when you knew you were going to die? I know it's useless, so why do you stand in front of you?

Is it just to die together? Is it just to die before yourself?

But I don't want to!

The tears in the eyes of the little Taoist priest poured out madly.

When the tears flowed to his lips, the little Taoist priest suddenly came to his senses: Why is Ruoxue not dead yet?

How is she still alive, why hasn't she been cut into countless minced meat by countless flying flowers?

The little Taoist priest struggled, but Xu Ruoxue was too nervous and scared, so she was too hard, and the little Taoist priest couldn't break free.

With all his might, the little Taoist priest barely took a look.

Then, he went into cardiac arrest and choked on his breath!

The yang ghost, just behind Xu Ruoxue, was almost close to Xu Ruoxue.

The countless flying flowers have all disappeared!

The Yang Ghost tilted his head sideways and looked at Xu Ruoxue blankly.

She seemed to be hesitating, wondering?

What is she hesitating about? What is she wondering?

The yang ghost stretched out a slender jade hand. The fingers like onion roots gently pointed at Xu Ruoxue's back.

The little Taoist priest knew very well what kind of lethality this beautiful finger had!

Therefore, he was nervous and scared as if the world had disappeared, and there was only this one in his eyes, pointing at Xu Ruoxue's finger.

With this point, will the woman he loves so much immediately fall apart? Turning into one of these heaps of flesh?

Fingers, clicked.

At this moment, Xu Ruoxue's already tense body was as hard as iron, or cold iron.

But nothing happened.

This is a gentle touch, just like a child who sees a favorite flower and taps it with his fingers.

Then the yang ghost stepped back, turned around, and left.

She left.

Left this Shura field.

Disappeared into the night.

She actually left?

She didn't kill Xu Ruoxue, she didn't kill herself?

She didn't kill Xu Ruoxue, she didn't kill herself?

But she obviously killed all the monks, she was obviously completely enraged by herself, she had obviously used Feihua, all like this, why didn't she kill herself?

Is it because of Xu Ruoxue?

But why!

Because of Xu Ruoxue, she would suppress her monstrous anger and let herself go?

Is it because Xu Ruoxue was born beautiful and is a peerless beauty?

It's not right, she's completely insane, like a madman, is there a beauty in the eyes of a madman?

No, no, big no, not at all!

At this moment, the little Taoist priest was completely confused, completely confused.

If he can't figure it out, he can't figure it out.

The little Taoist priest who couldn't figure it out even forgot to remind Xu Ruoxue that the Yang Ghost had already left.

It wasn't until he was hugged too tightly that his chest was stuffy and aching, that the little Taoist priest woke up in shock, and he called out softly: "Madam! ”

Xu Ruoxue trembled and shouted, "Don't! I'm going to die with my husband. ”

The little Taoist priest was extremely moved in his heart, and said softly: "Yang ghost ......"

Xu Ruoxue trembled again and screamed, "Don't! I don't want to die. ”

Little Taoist priest,......

"The Yang Ghost is gone."

"Gone, gone?" Xu Ruoxue raised her head and looked at the little Taoist priest blankly.

The face of this peerless woman is a fragility that the little Taoist has never seen, and it is also a fragility that she has never had.

The little Taoist priest said softly: "Yes, madam, the yang ghost is gone." ”

Xu Ruoxue asked weakly: "Are you really gone?" ”

The little Taoist priest didn't answer, he lowered his head and choked the red lips in front of him.

In the blood flowing all over the ground, among the stumps and broken arms all over the ground, a man, kissing painfully, a woman.

Lip splitting.

Xu Ruoxue snuggled in the arms of the little Taoist priest and cried: "Husband, you and I are still alive?" ”

The little Taoist priest hugged her tightly: "Yes, you and I are still alive." ”

"Our Peel is not an orphan yet?"

The little Taoist priest smiled bitterly: "Our Pi'er will never be an orphan." ”

"Husband, it's good to be alive."

"yes, it's good to be alive. Also, it's better to have you! ”

"Husband,......

"Shhh I just want to hug you right now, and I don't want to think about anything else, I don't want to do anything. ”

"I just want to think quietly."

This warmth didn't last long.

After a while, a flurry of footsteps came.

Then, it was Xu Zide's earth-shattering scream: "Ah, ah, why is this? ”

"Dead, all dead!"

"Impossible!"

……

It's dawn.

The little Taoist priest walked up the hill.

"Lord Xu." He shouted.

Xu Zide stood on the hillside, staring blankly at Bangqiu Lake. Motionless, like a wood carving.

The little Taoist priest stood with him, looking at the endless sadness not far away, and sighed in his heart.

Some of the monks who did not take part in last night's battle were searching for the stumps and severed arms all over the place, trying to piece together Master's body; Some knelt in front of Master's body and wept loudly! Others, sitting on the sidelines stupidly, still unable to accept what is in front of them.

The little Taoist priest arched his hand and read: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" ”

Xu Zide asked blankly: "Fifty-five senior monks, all dead?" Turned into that mass of flesh. ”

The little Taoist priest sighed and nodded: "Yes, all the monks have passed away!" ”

Xu Zide asked in a daze: "The Yang Ghost was seriously injured and fled far away, and escaped?" ”

The little Taoist priest was silent for a while, and said in a bitter voice: "Yes, the yang ghost has indeed never disappeared. ”

Xu Zide staggered a step and said in a sad voice: "How is it possible! Thirty-six magic weapons, fifty-five enlightened monks have all been annihilated, all like this, and they haven't been able to destroy the yang ghosts? ”

The little Taoist priest was sad in his heart: "Yes! All of them have failed to destroy the yang ghost! ”

He shook his head: "Yang ghosts are invincible in the world, last night, Poor Dao finally understood this sentence." ”

Xu Zide said loudly: "But the little immortal summoned the divine thunder!" All the monks said that as soon as the divine thunder comes out, the yang ghost will be destroyed. ”

"Yes," the little Taoist priest sighed, "At that time, as soon as the divine thunder came out, the poor Dao also thought that the yang ghost would be lost under the power of heaven. can see the yang ghost appear again, and the poor road only thinks that he is in a dream! ”

Xu Zide closed his eyes, and tears rolled down his eyes: "Little fairy, please tell me about the situation last night in detail, and report it to the court." ”

"Hmm!"

"In this way, in the end, under the divine thunder, the yang ghost was seriously injured and wanted to die, and immediately fled. And the little immortal has no strength to fight again, so he can only watch the yang ghost leave? ”

"Yes. The art of summoning thunder is to devote all your strength to a single blow. Success or failure is all in one fell swoop, success is life, defeat is death. ”

Xu Zide was silent for a moment: "Who would have expected that my monk Lu Si tried his best to end up with such an ending. This time the loss was so heavy that Buddhism had not done anything in decades. ”

"After this battle, there is nothing I can do about it. Even if my monk Lu Si has a heart, the Buddhist monks will definitely not obey the dispatch again. The matter of killing the yang ghost can only be handed over to the Daolu Division. In the end, this heavy responsibility will definitely fall on the little fairy. ”

Xu Zide straightened up, and said with a long expression: "Yesterday's hatred, yesterday's hatred, please ask the little fairy to avenge our hatred!" ”

The little Taoist priest replied: "Poor Dao will not disgrace his life!" ”

Xu Zide squeezed out a smile on his face: "Everything is up to the little fairy!" ”

Standing alone on the hillside, the little Taoist priest looked at the clear sky.

In my ears, the sound of loud cries and chanting scriptures came clearly.

In front of the little Taoist priest, there seemed to be another tragic scene from last night.

Closing his eyes, the little Taoist priest muttered: "Master Zhenyuan, you desperately blocked me, and when you saw me summon the divine thunder, you left with a smile." ”

"Fortunately, you left with a smile, otherwise, if you knew that the Yang Ghost was under the divine thunder and had never been wiped out, you would definitely die without turning a blind eye!"

"But don't worry, no matter how long it takes, no matter how much it costs, I will definitely destroy the Yang Ghost and avenge this blood revenge for you!"

With a long sigh, the little Taoist priest turned and left.

He only wanted to figure out one question now: Why, the yang ghost would spare him?