"Xiao Shouyi!"

Feng Quezhi turned his heavy head and shouted at me with difficulty: "Don't be complacent, you hurt me today to save Shangguan Qingqiu, and you will definitely regret it in the future." ”

"Regrets?"

I disdain: "Regret what? Do you regret that you didn't hurt Qingqiu? ”

After speaking, I walked to Feng Quezhi's side, raised the immeasurable immortal sword and cut off the two big dragon horns on her head: "This thing is not yours, you don't deserve it." ”

Feng Quezhi sneered, she looked gray after losing her dragon horns, and the golden skirt on her body also turned into a gray sparrow color, becoming the original appearance of a lark.

When I saw it, heh!

The skirt of the relationship is also fake, if it weren't for the divine power of the Qingqiu glazed dragon horn, it wouldn't be golden.

Following the Great Heavenly Master, they said that the above table had been completed, and they believed that the heavenly immortal officials had received it, and it should only be a matter of time before Feng Quezhi was deposed, just wait for the arraignment.

Who knew that before anyone from above came to interrogate, Feng Quezhi didn't know when he was gone.

There was only a broken bundle of ropes left on the ground.

I saw that this bundle of fairy ropes could be broken, and it was still in the condition of being seriously injured, it seems that even if Feng Que Zhi loses its dragon horns, its strength should not be underestimated.

Now that she's gone, she'll definitely look for a chance to get revenge.

I'm nothing, but Qingqiu's Yuan Shen is now shattered, and he is dying, if Feng Quezhi is giving a sneak attack, the consequences will be unimaginable.

But what to do?

No one in the world can save Qingqiu, just now I asked Hua Butterfly, Qingqiu is not something that mortals can cure.

What to do, what to do?

Seeing that Qingqiu is getting weaker and weaker, and her body is gradually becoming transparent, it is the rhythm that disappears quickly on TV, and I feel more and more anxious.

Qingqiu, you can't die!

Suddenly, I had a flash of inspiration and hurriedly shouted to the Yin and Yang gentlemen not far away: "Everyone! Do you know where there is a Nuwa temple nearby? ”

Fortunately, I saved them just now, and I have a voice in this group of people.

Except for some people who looked at each other because of ignorance, someone quickly replied to me that Wahuang Temple has few places to worship it now except for our Yuzhou White Volcano.

Now they all believe in what is like Guanyin, and then it is not a new generation of Taoist gods.

Nuwa is a god in ancient times, and there are very few worshippers.

Even the Wahuang Temple on the White Volcano in Yuzhou was built to suppress the demons of Qingqiu and the White Volcano, and it is difficult to find a Nuwa Temple in such a poor and remote place.

Fortunately, some people quickly refuted, saying that it was precisely because the atmosphere in the poor countryside was not very civilized, and some villages still maintained the ancient faith, and when they went up the mountain, they also saw that there was a village in the west to envelope Nuwa, which was dedicated to the statue of Emperor Wa.

When I heard this, I hurriedly picked up Qingqiu and ran there.

When I arrived at the place, I really saw a huge statue of the god Nuwa, standing in the incomparably open flower square, and the bamboo huts around were centered on the statue, and the soft moonlight was shining from behind the statue, gentle like a mother's eyes.

At this time, I rushed in, and many men, women, and children were sitting in front of their homes to enjoy the coolness.

I didn't care about their strange gazes, so I hugged Qingqiu and put her in front of the statue of Emperor Wa, and wrapped the two dragon horns in a white cloth and put them on Qingqiu's hand, and said softly to return them to you.

Qingqiu shook his head and said that he was about to die, and it didn't make a difference whether this dragon horn was there or not.

I shook my head frantically and said you won't die, I won't let you die.

Then he pounced in front of the statue, bowed three times with great piety, and said loudly: "Nuwa Niangniang, disciple Xiao Shouyi bows sincerely, please save Qingqiu's life." ”

"Qingqiu, she was wronged, I don't know what she did in the sky before, but Qingqiu has a merit in pacifying the white volcano and the demons of Huangyan Mountain, and she was poisoned by the wind magpie branch because of this, please save her for the sake of her previous disciple."

The gods were quiet, and there was no movement.

However, many of the residents whispered, "What are you doing here? ”

"Please, right?"

"You see that woman is going to die, so she came to worship Nuwa Niangniang, why did you go earlier? I usually don't burn incense, I temporarily cram Buddha's feet, I really think that Nuwa Niangniang will appear on the spot? ”

"That's it, if you want to bless it, you usually bless it, and you bless it quietly in secret."

"How much face does he think he has? Can you find Nuwa Niangniang? ”

I ignored those and continued to kowtow to Nuwa Niangniang, saying that Qingqiu was innocent, she endured humiliation in order to destroy the demon of the White Volcano, and Qingqiu had never harmed anyone even if she was misunderstood, otherwise it would be impossible for her to have no demonic energy on her body.

Rush her to this, and beg Nuwa Niangniang to give her a chance.

Seeing that my head was broken, Qingqiu was very distressed: "Shouyi, don't worship, I have no face to see my master." ”

"No,"

I said I must save you: "Nuwa Niangniang, as far as I know, Qingqiu is not at fault." If there is, or if there is any punishment for her, I would rather suffer it on her behalf, please save Qingqiu, as long as you save her, I am willing to pay any price, including life, one life for another! ”