A person who is complacent often appears to be extraordinarily forgiving, and Xiaoyaozi is no exception. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He looked down and saw a fishy-smelling ball of light flying straight towards him.

Two ugly, filthy little goblins on the ground were swinging their fists at him.

I don't understand the gap between us.

He sighed like this, and within a radius of tens of meters, the Yuan Qi obeyed his will and quietly extinguished the ball of light, only to light up a dim light in the air, and then extinguished.

Oh, the monster uses a golden light charm against a monk, it just makes people laugh.

He looked at the chattering monsters at his feet, and suddenly became a little irritated.

He once thought about what it would be like if he could slash that big demon with his own hands.

Is it the fulfillment of your wishes? Or is it the emptiness of achieving the goal?

None of that, he just wants to tell Michiko about it now.

It is often said that the monk is indifferent and ruthless, but Xiaoyaozi knows that the closer the monk is to the Tao, the richer his feelings are compared to ordinary people, but the more he has seen, the more tenacious his heart becomes, so that it seems cold and even wooden to outsiders.

Well, after killing these two monsters, I'll hurry up and find my senior brother, not being able to avenge my master with my own hands has always been a thorn in his heart, if I tell him, he will definitely be happy.

At this moment, another fishy ball of light flew over.

Xiaoyaozi is a little annoyed, it is already a great gift to let these two little demons live a little longer, why don't you think about what to say before you die, but come to die?

He looked at the ball of light nonchalantly, and the power contained in his gaze completely disintegrated the ball of light.

Sure enough, it's still a golden light talisman, heh, won't your hands hurt with this talisman?

Won't the youkai holding the golden light talisman hurt in his hand......

It was as if a basin of cold water was pouring down from his head, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Yes, how can a monster use a Taoist talisman to attack a monk?

As this question was remembered, he found that his eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of frosted glass, and he couldn't see it in a daze, and his eyes told him that what he was in front of him was a burning ruin, and on the edge of the ruins were two evil monsters, but his perception was constantly discovering new incongruities.

Didn't the big demon who destroyed our sect be skinned and cramped by the monks of Yujing City a long time ago and hung at the head of the city? How could there be a second one for me to kill!

His doubts deepened, and a terrible thought came to mind.

If I'm not fighting a big demon at all, then who am I fighting?

Moreover, how could the Great Demon be dealt with by a monk in the foundation building period?

Moreover, how could a celestial martial artist who had entered the period of death still have the spare strength to fight against a great demon Divine Thought?

He stood in the sky, his complexion constantly changing, and finally, trembling his fingers, he slowly pinched the seal, the pure heart mantra that he had often practiced since he was still in the Qi cultivation period.

"Pardon!"

With a soft snort, the world began to blur, then began to clear.

Entering the nose was the stench of burnt flesh.

What caught his eye was two familiar people scolding at him.

Outside the bodies of the two of them, a faint layer of light was shrouded, and the righteousness of the heroic sword kept them from being affected by the poisonous mist.

Xiaoyaozi Mu Ran found that the poisonous fog has never dispersed, these dark green fog covers the sky and the sun, it is still morning, but it is gloomy as evening, the originally prosperous town, looking at it from a high place, seems to have fallen into the netherworld, and has been turned into a ghost.

The rubble beneath his feet, the charred limbs, the broken corners of his clothes, the ash-like debris scattered all over the ground were carried away by the wind in the firelight.

In this ruin, only half of the plaque is relatively intact: ... Chinese... Lou.

Not far in front of the plaque, a robe was rolled up by the waves of qi and hung on a corner of the ruins, and the corners of the robe were licked up by the flames, but it could still be seen that it was a loose and overly loose garment.

At this moment, he only felt that the whole world was quiet.

Even if he couldn't hear any sound and saw anything else, he could only see the robe in his eyes, and he watched in a daze as the robe was burned to ashes little by little, and then it was blown high by the wind like those ash embers, and floated to a place where he couldn't go.

I did it.

This fire, this wreckage all over the ground, and, Senior Brother Dao Zhenzi....

He lost his soul, and then he only felt that his heart was like a knife, and the golden pill in the dantian became more and more obscure, and even began to be unstable.

Then he heard the sound of flesh tearing, and he looked down to see that blood was slowly spilling from his chest, and his heart burst open in self-reproach under the extreme grief of that moment.

The shaking of his mood, the shattering of his heart, made him unable to even fly, his body was like a kite with a broken string, and he fell weakly, smashing the ground into a hole, and then he felt his neck tighten, and a distorted face quickly expanded in front of his eyes, and then a flurry of fists fell like rain.

"Go to Nima's! I'll beat you to death! ”

The black tiger grabbed him tightly by the neck, raised it high, and then slammed his body into the ground, and then felt angry, jumped on top of him, raised his fist and smashed it hard against his face.

Xiao Ming picked up a stone on the ground, silently came to his side, pushed away the red-eyed black tiger, and slapped towards the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

As if he had become a dead man, Xiaoyaozi did not dodge or dodge, and took them all, only the two who were beaten were out of breath, and he was already covered in flesh and blood, unrecognizable, and the small pit where he was lying was full of blood.

“.... Kill me..."

He kept repeating vaguely in his mouth, after he found out that he had killed the most respected senior brother, he had the will to die, and his vitality was also driven away by him, even if his body had begun to degenerate, he was on the verge of death in a short period of time.

"Want to die? How can it be so cheap! ”

The black tiger said coldly: "I'm going to skin you and cramp you, make a stick, and keep it in a pit, so that you can watch yourself being eaten by insects!" ”

Xiao Ming's face changed slightly, and he felt a little unbearable in his heart, but when he smelled the strange smell of meat that could still be smelled, the anger in his heart ignited again.

It's not enough for this kind of scum to die a hundred times!

Xiaoyaozi's heart was very calm, and at the same time, his life flashed in front of his eyes.

When he was a teenager, he was sent by his parents to the sect to cultivate, and then the entire town was slaughtered by the big demon, and then there was a long wandering.

His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, but they were becoming more and more awake, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the thick fog in the sky, and suddenly remembered a question.

That real big demon is not dead yet, I am deeply guilty, but that big demon is even more hateful, how can I die like this!

Yes, that big demon is the source of everything!

His body moved suddenly, and then the wound healed rapidly in the stunned eyes of the two, and the aura between the swallows formed a black hole of aura that collapsed inward, and then in front of the two of them, Xiaoyaozi recovered from his injuries.

After setting foot in Jindan, the monk became more and more distant from the word human, and his state of mind and will began to dominate everything.

He floated in the air, looked at the two of them and said, "Wait a while, I'll give you my life!" ”

With that, he turned into a streamer and flew towards the center of the town.

The black tiger was furious: "He still wants to run? ”

Xiao Ming didn't believe him either, and took the heroic sword and said, "Let's follow and see what he wants to do." ”