[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that when the big catfish incarnated by the water god of Dianchi Lake caused a great flood and destroyed the entire Hanjia Village, the disciples of Mu Qingming in the eyes of the Dianchi Sea were very angry with the words and deeds of the water god of Dianchi Lake. And Mu Qingming also saw the face of Jiaoyun, meddling in the affairs of the small fishing village, trying to prevent the water god of Dianchi Lake from destroying the village of Hanjia Village. After talking, Mu Qingming also planned to start and teach the water god of Dianchi Lake a lesson. But before he could exert his divine might, the water god of Dianchi Lake summoned him to his side and said a cause and effect, which made Mu Qingming lose his killing intent in an instant. led out Mu Qingming and took the disciples and left in a huff. The master of the Immortal Dao went to the ghost market of Paomashan at night, sneaked into the forest and began to massacre everyone in the ghost market. 】

Mu Qingming compromised.

If the Dianchi Water God didn't mention the cause and effect, but if it was because of him, even if it wasn't all responsible, the people in the fishing village blamed themselves and felt guilty because he couldn't prolong his life, and they didn't clean up the heart of the Dianchi Water God anymore, and they couldn't get that hand.

"At least the mother and son of the Han family are still alive." At this moment, the water god of Dianchi Lake whispered in Mu Qingming's ear again. But there was no schadenfreude in his words, but a little more joy of rejoicing, as if he also hoped that the mother and son would survive: "In this way, the Han family of Jiuli bloodline will not be without a queen." ”。

And from beginning to end, the water god of Dianchi Lake did not have the slightest intention of making a move with Mu Qingming. After all, he is not an evil god who is addicted to killing, and his strength is far less than before, and he may not be able to beat Mu Qingming.

"Master's murderous aura is gone." Jiaoyun, who frowned not far away, tilted his head slightly, stared at Mu Qingming's sturdy back, and muttered to himself in his heart: "What's going on? ”。

The blue fluorescent light is still fluttering in the wind, and the water bubbles are still rising.

The stiff and tense atmosphere in the sea eye dissipated, and the previous tranquility was restored, and the breeze was very refreshing.

Not to mention the sense of smell, which was originally different from ordinary people, Jiaoyun sensed Mu Qingming's murderous aura, and disappeared without a trace after the Dianchi Water God said something to him. Even Ah Hong could see that not only was there no murderous aura on Mu Qingming's body, but even the gale brought by the murderous aura had disappeared.

"Hey, what did you do to my master?" Ah Hong wondered, yelled at the water god of Dianchi Lake, and was about to rush forward.

It was Ah Hong, who took two steps forward, that he saw the moon falling on Mu Qingming's hand turn into a green mang, and it was included in his sleeve. This signal to give up fighting made Ah Hong suddenly stop, and he looked at Mu Qingming, who slowly straightened up, in a daze, and gradually became incomprehensible.

Mu Qingming, who calmed down, thought about it carefully, and there was no perfect strategy at all. Although it is true that Ah Hong can replace the water god of Dianchi Lake to guard the spiritual cave of the blessed land, Ah Hong's cultivation is still shallow, and it is different from the physique of the water god of Dianchi Lake, so it is impossible to be like the water god of Dianchi Lake, and know everything that happens on and around Dianchi Lake.

Replacing it is not the best policy.

"The covenant between you and me as a gentleman must be fulfilled, and I will find two living souls for you to sacrifice within seven days, and then this blessed land will be handed over to you. Although it is no longer within the range of the Great Array, it is also full of aura. Mu Qingming looked at the Dianchi Water God who had closed his eyes and thought for a while, and then said slowly: "I don't want any evil people to use it to do bad things, and I don't want the flood to spread into the city. ”。

In the end, he gave in completely.

"You can rest assured." The water god of Dianchi Lake nodded and said, "The little god can also make a promise." ”。

Mu Qingming got this promise, turned around and left.

The two disciples greeted him, followed Mu Qingming left and right, and kept asking, "Master is so compromised?" ”。

"We can't save everyone, but we can save the Han family's mother and son and the people in the city." Mu Qingming stretched out his hand, grabbed the arms of the two of them, and used the wind control technique to ride the wind, and when he was off the ground in an instant, Mu Qingming turned his head and glanced at Ah Hong beside him: "And I don't want you to be trapped in this sea eye forever." ”......

The torrential rain that lasted for ten days in Kunming City finally stopped on the night when Mu Qingming left Haiyan.

The next day was a sunny day, but the city was already in shambles. The muddy sludge and sand left on the ground after the stagnant water receded were scattered everywhere, and not all of them volatilized and dispersed with the stagnant water.

The whole part of the city was a muddy mess.

At night, the stars that have not been seen for a long time appear in the clouds, and the pure night sky reappears. The cool evening breeze came and went, and everyone felt the comfort and comfort under the quiet night sky again.

Several night markets in the city are also lively again, reversing the depression of rainy days.

And on the Happy Horse Mountain outside the city, the ghost market where the ghost fire is flying in the forest is also very lively. The desertion of more than ten days broke tonight.

People who have been trapped in the city under the mountain for a long time by the torrential rain have gone to the ghost market at night to buy the special things they need.

Since the beginning of the child, this ghost market has been full of people, how many people have come and gone in an hour, and the disciples who are guarding the entrance and exit of the ghost market today are no longer clear.

And the business of the stalls in the ghost market is also very good, and many of the backlogged goods are sold out today. When business is good, the sellers in the ghost market will no longer be sad.

The recent torrential rains have made them miserable, and no one has come to patronize the business, which has made them sullen all day long.

Now it's okay, after the rain, people have to go up the mountain even if they step on the mud. There are people who buy children, some who buy arms, and some who come to buy antiques, and all kinds of strange guests bring the same ocean, which makes the ghost market merchants smile.

When it came to the ugly time, almost all the guests returned with a full load, and the ghost market returned to its former tranquility.

At the western edge, behind a stall with various dog skin plasters, the yellow-toothed and thin-faced stall owner was tirelessly counting the money in his money jar over and over again.

Today, his business is also good, and he has sold nearly 100 pairs of dog skin plasters alone. Yes, his plaster is classified as a dog skin plaster, but it is not the same as the dog skin plaster bought and sold in the market. His medicine is not the kind that is not very effective, but it is very effective for bruises.

This sound counted the half-open ocean, and the tinkling sound sounded so pleasant to the stall owner. So much so that he didn't even notice that at some point three faces had come out of the darkness behind him, and the disciples who had avoided the ghost envoy's guard gathered around the stall owner, watching him count the money intently.

The stall owner counted the day's income three times before stopping, and after a long breath, he said to himself, "I'll have to have a drink in a moment." ”。

Before the words came out, the face next to him with half of his cheeks densely covered with fish scales, his lips opened slightly, "Can you please give me a drink?" ”。

The voice of this voice was very light, as if there was nothing, but like the ghost on the mass grave, flickering far and near in his ears, but it frightened the stall owner, looking for prestige, but in the faint cold ghost fire, he saw that Liu Yang, the owner of this face, was squatting beside him, and on the strange cheeks covered by fish scales, he was still hanging on a look that seemed to be smiling.

Under the cold light of the ghost fire, the fish scales on his face and the top of the hair under the comb were all flashing with a cold light, and the stall owner was in a state of heart, but he couldn't scream when he opened his mouth.

The ghost market is heavily guarded, and the stall owner can't think of Liu Yang and the people who didn't have a certificate lantern to avoid the sentry and blend in?

"Your plaster is good, show me the secret recipe." As soon as Liu Yang said this, the stall owner smelled the vigorous pine forest behind him, exuding rich blood, which was fluttering in the wind.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a tall man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist dressed in a short beat, dragging a ghost city disciple with half of his body below the waist and walking to Liu Yang's side.

The man was as tall and tall as a black bear, nine feet tall. And his face is rough and his skin is rough, his legs are like pillars, and his hands and arms are even thicker, as if his two thighs are connected to his shoulders.

In the face of these strange and uninvited guests who quietly killed their disciples, the stall owner stayed where he was, so frightened that his tongue knotted and he didn't say a word.

Liu Yang waited for a moment and saw that he didn't answer, and he was impatient. When the five fingers raised their hands and slashed horizontally at the stall owner, the cold light flashed on their fingertips.

He was no longer interested in the plaster, he used his hand as a knife, and with a strong wind in his hand, he slashed at the stall owner without hesitation.

The next second later, the cold light flashed, the blood was thrown away, and the stall owner's wide-eyed head left his neck, and spun rapidly with the ejected blood beads.

Liu Yang also stood up slowly, and the entire ghost market was already confused by blood mist, and screams were everywhere. For a moment, everyone in the forest, whether it was a buyer or a seller, or those disciples who had survived for the time being, were stunned, and their eyes were stunned.

The yin wind and the ghost fire changed color, and the green mangs suddenly turned into red mangs, flickering in the forest, and printed with a dull red.

"Who dares to break into the ghost market and commit murder?" Four or five ghost city disciples armed with strange weapons, under the leadership of the city master's disciple Demon Dao master, rushed over and immediately surrounded Liu Yang.

"Ghost City?" Liu Yang snorted coldly, with contempt on his face, he looked at the disciples in front of him who were low in cultivation and shallow in Taoism, and said disdainfully: "The ghost market is a fart, let your city lord come out!" ”。

As soon as he spoke, he jumped forward on tiptoe, his right hand had turned into a claw, and his curved five fingers went straight to the demon Dao Adam's apple.

In the blink of an eye, the five fingers with the long nails came to his eyes, and the demon Dao hurriedly folded his hands and chanted a Buddha name.

In this solemn Buddha horn, Liu Yang's contemptuous look on his face did not decrease but increased. Seeing that his five fingers with sharp nails were about to pierce the neck of the demon dao, he saw a flash of golden light on the demon dao's body, and the swastika characters containing the Buddha's spirit flashed from the dazzling brilliance of the golden light one after another, and together with the golden light, blocked Liu Yang's powerful blow.

Under the collision of the two objects, there was a muffled sound, the earth trembled slightly, Liu Yang's fierce nails touched the golden light, and then when the mana was pushed forward, the fingertips at the front end were little by little in the golden light.

It seems that Liu Yang did not succeed, but in fact, the demon Dao has gained the upper hand.

In the golden light, the sweat on his forehead was pouring down, and his muscles were bursting up. The facial features are distorted due to excessive force, and the face is hideous. On the other hand, Liu Yang was not frightened, his face was as usual, and it was clear who was superior and who was inferior.

Liu Yang paused in front of him, and on the five fingers of his right hand stretched forward, the sharp nails were broken and long, long and broken, endlessly.

The golden light on the demon Dao's body trembled, and there was a click sound where Liu Yang's fingertips touched, and small cracks that were clearly visible gradually emerged.

"Amitabha. The donor has no grudge against me in the ghost market, why do you want to hurt my disciples and kill my businessman? Just when the golden light was about to be overwhelmed, the voice of the ghost city lord echoed above Liu Yang's head.

When the words sounded, Liu Yang saw the fluorescent light around him out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly flew up.

Will Liu Yang succeed? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.