Seeing Bai Luo's gritted teeth, Boss Wang was afraid that Bai Luo would cut a crack in his ground in anger. Boss Wang clenched his fists and coughed lightly: "This ...... Forehead. After turning around between inappropriate words such as heroine, fairy girl, and Taoist chief, Boss Wang finally said: "This woman." ”

Every word Boss Wang said would make Bai Luo even more impatient, until Boss Wang's eyes fell on Xie Jinyan and showed some hesitation, Bai Luo finally couldn't help it.

"Hey, you ...... tavern" Bai Luo looked at Lu Yubao, and when he saw that Lu Yubao's face was dark and shiny, he immediately turned his head and pointed at Xie Jinyan: "He pays for it." ”

Xie Jinyan: "!"

Xie Jinyan: "No, it's not right, why should I pay?"

Bai Luo indifferently pointed to the half of the table that fell to the ground: "Look at that table." ”

Xie Jinyan carefully approached the table that had fallen to the ground, his whole face was almost pasted, and finally found a very shallow and almost negligible new wound on the table top. Xie Jinyan frowned and looked at Bai Luo: "What's wrong with this table?"

Bai Luo is actually not cheeky and not thick-skinned, but in front of money, what is a face? Bai Luo pointed to the basically negligible trace and said, "That, didn't you get it?"

Xie Jinyan was completely speechless: "No, are you reasonable, isn't it you throwing it?"

Bai Luo said confidently: "It's your appointment!"

Xie Jinyan: "You!"

Boss Wang saw that the two of them were about to pinch up again, so he hurriedly persuaded: "That, Second Prince Xie, it's just a table, don't worry about it so much." ”

Xie Jinyan saw that Boss Wang was a reasonable person, and his face finally softened.

I only heard Boss Wang continue: "The bill will be sent to Biquan Villa on a certain day, and a table does not need to be counted in it." ”

Xie Jinyan: "......"

Seeing that Xie Jinyan was silent, Boss Wang said uneasily: "Second Prince Xie doesn't want to pay the bill, right?"

Heh, he actually said that he Xie Ergongzi wanted to repay the debt?!

But Xie Jinyan is the pride of the sky after all, and ordinary people like Boss Wang, as the second son of Xie, naturally can't be condescending to bargain with him, so as not to lose the identity of Biquan Villa. So Xie Jinyan looked at Boss Wang arrogantly: "I, Xie, never pay my bills." ”

Boss Wang nodded reassuringly, turned his head and said to Lu Yubao: "Boss Lu, Wang can only help you get here." ”

Xie Jinyan looked at Boss Wang with an inexplicable expression, could it be that he hadn't gone down the mountain for too long? Why couldn't he understand what the people under the mountain said?

However, Xie Jinyan didn't have much time to think about it, because a person outside the Sifang Zhai almost rushed in crying: "Second Young Master! Second Young Master! Oh no! Something happened to Biquan Villa!"

Running into Sifangzhai was Song Yao, a disciple surnamed Biquan Villa. Song Yao shouted loudly, which made Xie Jinyan's heart beat for a while. But Xie Jinyan thought that Bai Luo was here, and felt that Song Yao had lost the face of Biquan Villa, so he pretended to be calm and calm: "What does it look like to be flustered!"

Song Yao saw Xie Jinyan's serious face, and immediately stopped.

Xie Jinyan waited for a while and saw that Song Yao didn't speak again, coughed and asked, "What is the matter?"

"Something happened to the owner of the village! There is an evil spirit in the village, and even the owner of the village is injured!"

"What?!" Xie Jinyan's face changed instantly: "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Song Yao looked aggrieved.

Xie Jinyan turned around and ran outside the Sifangzhai. As soon as he ran two steps, he was stopped by Lu Yubao. "Second Prince Xie, wait a minute!"

Xie Jinyan paused and looked back at Lu Yubao: "What's wrong again?!"

Lu Yubao: "Let's go up the mountain with Second Prince Xie." ”

"Why?" Xie Jinyan was confused, the person who met in Pingshui and had a fight, was he here to help Biquan Villa?

Lu Yubao coughed dryly: "That, let's calculate the loss of Sifangzhai." ”

"What?!" Xie Jinyan rolled his eyes: "Just let Boss Wang send it to Biquan Villa another day, Xie will not pay the bill." ”

Lu Yubao coughed again: "Boss Wang has already transferred Sifangzhai to Lu, so it's better to go up the mountain together." ”

Xie Jinyan glared at Lu Yubao: "When did it become yours?"

Lu Yubao said calmly: "Just now." ”

Xie Jinyan: "......"

For the first time in his life, Xie Jinyan, the proud son of the Son of Heaven, felt the sinister hearts of the people.

Bai Luo stepped forward and pressed on Song Yao's shoulder, and Song Yao suddenly felt that his strength had been drained away and screamed in fright.

Xie Jinyan frowned: "Why are you hurting my disciple of Biquan Villa?!"

Bai Luo took the tiger spirit back into his palm and said coldly: "He has evil qi on his body. This evil spirit, like poison, will confuse people's minds. Let's go, you can't beat it alone. ”

Although Xie Jinyan is not on the same page as Bai Luo, he knows that Bai Luo's strength is extraordinary. If it was according to what Song Yao said, the monster would even be put down by his father and the lord of Biquan Villa, and he really couldn't deal with it alone.

But Xie Jinyan felt that asking for help from a woman was not in line with his status as a proud son of the sky, so he put on a face that did not refuse or invite, which had the meaning of "you can come if you want".

Bai Luo was also not polite, and he didn't care about his attitude very generously, and even walked out of the Quartet before Xie Jinyan.

Xie Jinyan sighed, hurriedly followed out of the tavern, and threw out his saber Tianqi: "Tianqiang, Zhan!"

The body of the Heavenly Qiang Sword suddenly widened to four feet. Xie Jinyan is very proud of his swordsmanship. Although time did not allow him to perform well in front of Bai Luo, he felt that being able to widen the sword body by four feet already showed his strength. He made a gesture haughtily: "White girl, please." ”

Bai Luo: "Heh." ”

Bai Luo pinched a wind trick with his fingertips, and with a casual flick, a strong wind rose from the flat ground, and flew into the air with Bai Luo steadily.

Xie Jinyan was stunned and watched Bai Luo standing in the air, his clothes flying like a god, compared to his own movements, he seemed to be mentally retarded, and his face suddenly looked bad.

Just when Xie Jinyan didn't come to the stage, Xie Jinyan's Heavenly Sword moved slightly.

Lu Yubao climbed onto Xie Jinyan's Tianqian sword with his hands and feet, and squatted down to hug the sword: "Second son Xie, lead the way." ”

Bai Luo saw Lu Yubao's cowardice, rolled his eyes and went away first.

Before entering Biquan Villa, Xie Jinyan smelled a strong smell of blood. Xie Jinyan secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and he didn't even have time to collect the sword, so he jumped directly from the Tianqian sword and rushed into the villa.

As soon as Xie Jinyan rushed into the door, he saw his father Xie Bonian sitting on the ground, his right arm was stained with blood, and the injury was not serious, but his face was very ugly.

Around his father sat several elders in the mountain village, all in a similar situation.

"Dad, why are you hurt?"

As soon as Xie Bonian saw that it was his baby son Xie Jinyan, his face was a little more optimistic: "Jinyan, it's good for you to go back." ”

"Dad, what the hell is going on?"

Xie Bainian's breath was still a little unstable, and he couldn't help but gasp twice when he said a word: "Today, Elder Osu brought a monk back. The monk was full of evil qi, and if he approached him, he would be injured by evil qi. ”

"Where is the monk?"

"In Biluotang, your eldest brother brought someone to surround him, and he will definitely be able to take him down. You ......"

"Yes, Daddy, my son will go right away!"

Xie Jinyan said, the person had disappeared without a trace, and disappeared in the direction of Biluotang. Bai Luo followed closely, and only after a few steps he heard Xie Bonian behind him gasp and roar: "I mean you don't want to go over!

Bai Luo's feet staggered, and the two fathers and sons, the Venerable Lord and the Second Young Master of the First Gate Sect in the Cultivation Realm, got together like a pair of living treasures, which made her even more disdainful of the so-called Cultivation Realm. Cultivating the truth and cultivating the truth, sure enough, it is just a bead that is used to absorb the essence of heaven and earth and fart.

Bai Luo threw down a sentence: "Lu Yubao, you stay to save people." With that, he swept towards Biluotang.

Before he arrived at Biluo Hall, he saw a blood-red aura rushing to the sky from a distance. There was a phosphorescent light on the ground in front of Biluo Hall, and the phosphorescent light rose from the ground like a sharp sword piercing into the blood-red evil qi, trapping the evil qi in the array.

In the blood-red aura stood a monk in a black monk's robe. The monk looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was still a teenager. He stood in the midst of the evil spirit, his hands folded, his eyes closed, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind. There was a cold air between his ink-like eyebrows, and his angular face, like a carving, seemed to have a layer of frost, like a glacier and a snowfield, and the mountains looked up, but this solemn temperament like a pine wind was called a little unkind by his eyebrows. If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't reached the weak crown, his face was still a little green, and this young monk could ooze murderous energy.

Beside him, dozens of disciples of Biquan Villa were wailing and rolling on the ground, as if they were being burned by fire. In the corner of the hall, Elder Ojuku was meditating and recuperating, his face was like gold paper, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

In the entire Biluo Hall, only the young monk stood in the hall, surrounded by the formation.

More than ten people around the formation pointed their swords at the young monk. The leader is the eldest son of Biquan Villa, Xie Zhanning.

More than ten disciples suppressed a young monk, and it was very difficult, only Xie Zhanning's face was slightly better, but the evil qi had the potential to break the boundary.

The disciple beside Xie Zhanning's body shook, the tip of the sword stagnated, and a stream of evil qi drilled out from the weak point, rushing straight towards the disciple. The disciple couldn't dodge and was swept through his chest by the evil qi.

Without waiting for Xie Zhanning's orders, Xie Jinyan had already filled the vacancy. A golden spiritual stream melted into the barrier, quickly closing the cracks in the barrier.

The re-enclosed barrier seems to have had a great impact on the young monk. The young monk's thin lips were pursed, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was enduring great pain. Suddenly, the young monk suddenly opened his eyes, and a dark red light flashed through his eyes.

Bai Luo secretly screamed badly, and stepped forward to block Xie Zhanning and Xie Jinyan. With a flip of her left hand, a strong wind rose from the ground and swept all the evil qi in the wind, and at the same time blocked the more than ten disciples of Biquan Mountain Villa from the wind curtain.

In the eye of the wind, one black and one white, were facing each other, and their robes were dancing in the dark red wind. Bai Luo's blue pupils looked directly at the young monk, and his other hand couldn't help but clasp the young man's veins.

Bai Luo's expression changed slightly, this young monk was actually a natural Buddha bone spirit bead! It's just that the spirit bead in his body is not among the five elements, but a red spirit bead.

The Red Spirit Bead is owned by the Demon Race, and since the Battle of Tian Yuan five thousand years ago, the Demon Race has been driven back to the underworld. The demons who wandered in the world have already been cleared up. And now there is such a red spirit bead in the world?

What's even more strange is that such a red spirit bead actually grows in the Buddha's bones. Buddha and demon, the two are never compatible.

When the young monk saw that Bai Luo had probed his spiritual core, he was about to withdraw his hand in a panic, but Bai Luo clamped his wrist.

The thin lips of the young monk were so white that there was no trace of blood, and he said tremblingly: "Let go!"

Bai Luo's eyes lit up: "Little bald donkey, do you want to die?"

After that, Bai Luo's left hand was full of golden light: "Tiger Spirit, Wind Blade!"

The young monk suddenly felt that the wind around him had turned into countless sharp blades, brushing over his cheeks.

The young monk's phoenix eyes widened slightly, and the wind blade did not hurt him, but flew towards the dozens of disciples lying on the ground in the hall. These sharp blades pinned dozens of disciples to the ground, and blood flowed from their wrists and ankles.

The blood of dozens of disciples suddenly stained the ground of Biluo Hall with blood red.

Bai Luo looked at the young monk mockingly: "Little bald donkey, it's more effective to put some blood than your evil spirit." ”

The young monk frowned and looked at Bai Luo, obviously disapproving of Bai Luo's approach.

Bai Luo raised his chin: "Little bald donkey, don't you take your evil qi away?"

The young monk's wrist was clasped by Bai Luo and looked at Bai Luo calmly.

If it weren't for the trace of blood oozing from the corner of the young monk's mouth, Bai Luo would have really believed in the young monk's calmness. Bai Luoqi said: "You can't control the evil spirit?"

The young monk's face was unfazed, and he let out a "hmm" from his nose.

Oh, this little bald donkey, he can't control his evil spirit, and he still has to hold it. Bai Luo glanced at the young monk with disdain: "Little bald donkey, are you facial paralysis?"

The young monk raised his dark eyes and glanced at Bai Luo. He turned his wrist that was pinned by Bai Luo with some impatience.

"Heh, the little bald donkey has a very stubborn temper, didn't the Buddha teach you to be polite to your elders?"

The young monk raised his eyes again to look at the elder who seemed to be only two or three years older than him.

Bai Luo said lazily: "But I don't have time to care about you now, you wait first." ”

After that, the young monk felt that a pure spiritual flow came from his wrist, and the mania in his body was slowly calmed down.

Bai Luo pinched his wrist like this, and poured spiritual power into the young monk's body continuously.

The wind curtain faded, and the blood in Biluotang gathered together and dripped down the stairs.

When Xie Jinyan saw the scene in Biluotang, he was shocked: "Senior uncle!

Xie Jinyan raised his head again, and saw that the young monk and Bai Luo's wrists intersected, and he didn't see who was restraining whom, so he subconsciously shouted: "Demon monk, you let go of the white girl!"

Bai Luo: "...... Xie Jinyan, are you blind?!"

Xie Jinyan was puzzled for a moment, and said again: "White girl, do you let go of that monk?"

Bai Luo rolled her eyes in shock, she really didn't want to say a word to Xie Jinyan, and sent away: "Go and find Lu Yubao!