On the periphery of the Taoist temple that has become a ruin, there are also people secretly peeping, treasures are out, and capable people live in it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A woman was sitting, but her chair was unusual, it was a small fresh meat on all fours, and the little fresh meat didn't seem to have much to complain about. His left eye is fake, his right eye is still there, and he still has a bone like a dog. The woman trimmed her nails, seemingly careless, but her mind had already flown into the Taoist temple, paying attention to any disturbances there.

Not far from the woman, there were three old men arguing about something, and the white-bearded old man said, "Two junior brothers, you can't wait any longer, let's go in." ”

The old man with a gray goatee said, "Blind (muffled) nonsense, didn't you see the little witch sitting there still." You have also seen that the son of the head of Taiyimen is below her, and Taiyimen can't move the little witch, so how can we three old bones be her opponents. Luckily, we're old, too old for Armstrong's gyroscope to move, otherwise we'd be the ones sitting there. ”

The old man on crutches said, "That's right." When we were young, we were also handsome men, and everywhere we went, there were girls watching and talking about how handsome we looked. They tell the truth, if we are not handsome, (muffled) can the bar be tired and bleed!"

The white-bearded old man couldn't listen to it anymore, and said, "Enough, you two still want old faces, I've seen people who put gold on their faces, but I've never seen such nonsense like you." When we were young, we were pretty, pull it down, the three of us will be beaten wherever we go, and everyone will say while beating us that it's not your fault that you're ugly, but it's your fault to be scary. It's a little self-aware, it's so handsome that it bleeds, it's your own strength (silence), your hands are calloused, and you're embarrassed to show off. ”

Hearing the white-bearded old man say this, the old man with the gray goatee and the old man on crutches were silent, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while. Old man, when you get older, your face is like that, no matter how handsome you are when you're young, you have folds when you're old.

The little witch also seemed to be attracted by the topic of the three old men, and pricked up her ears to listen to what they were talking about.

"Look, we've managed to get the little witch's attention. The old man with the gray goatee said triumphantly. "The little witch is so terrible, she is obviously a pseudo-mother, but she has won the respect of the witches, and she is called the little witch by them. ”

"Uh-huh. It is said that when the little witch girl came, she brought a treasure, which was a stubborn stone, and this stubborn stone was not small, and it was a piece of leftover left by the pseudo-Niang Wang in the mythological era when she was mending the sky. What a person is the puppet king, he sprinkles something between his fingers, and it is enough for us to use. The little witch is also a pseudo-girl, and it makes sense to be favored by the stubborn stone. ”

"Be quiet, and be careful that he smashes you to death with that boulder he throws. The old man on crutches said cautiously, "The little witch's stubborn stone can become three mountains, and he named it the Three Mountains of Women's Clothing." ”

"Grass. So nervous. We are exactly three of us, if he really sacrifices the three mountain ranges of women's clothing, wouldn't it be our calamity, and the number of mountains. The old man with a gray goatee whispered.

"Huh. The little witch respects the old man very much, and likes to help the old man cross the three roads the most. One day, the head of Taiyimen accidentally broke his foot, and no one stepped forward to help, and the little witch saw it, and was overjoyed, and said, The opportunity to do good deeds without leaving a name has arrived. He happily picked up the head of Taiyi Sect and sent him to the sect. It stands to reason that this is a good thing!"

"A good thing?" said the old man with a goatee, strangely. "I look at the hanging. The reason why the little witch is called a witch is that she will do good deeds?"

The little witch does good deeds without leaving a name, but he asks for money, others are scraping the ground, he hates it even more, scraping the ground, taking away all the valuable things in Taiyi Gate, and leaving only one leg on the four-legged table, and it is also called a witch to have a bottom limit. ”

"Could it be that the only son of the head of Taiyi Sect was kidnapped by the little witch at that time!"

"Vulgar, there is a problem with your statement, we are all literati, the little witch took away, no, it was to take away the son of the head of the Taiyi Sect, that is the creation of the young master, and with the pseudo-mother, how blessed he was in his previous life. You two idiots, do you know a lot of changeable /// states like girls who have a big Ji Ji. If the old man were younger, he would also fall under the charm of the little witch, listen to her dispatch, and be willing to be a dog and horse. The white-bearded old man deliberately said loudly, he was making a statement, and what he said to the little witch was clearly currying favor with him. In fact, it's not a shame to say, everyone is old, the coffin is complete, and they just lie down, and there is nothing to see.

The little witch stood up, holding a knife in her right hand, the knife he used to trim his nails. If you show it to outsiders, you may scold the little witch, saying that he wasted a famous knife. The knife in the little witch's hand is called "Black Heart", and the handle is wrapped with black wire, but the blade is white. However, if a person is stabbed, within half an hour, his heart will turn black, and then solidify, and the person will have no life. Therefore, it is called black heart.

The master who forged the "black heart", but his most famous masterpiece is not the "black heart", but the "aunt knife".

The little witch also wanted to collect her aunt's knife, but unfortunately, he only got the "black-hearted" knife, Rao is so, and his luck is also scary, otherwise the people in the witch world will not be friendly with him, called the little witch. A pseudo-girl, no matter how beautiful she looks, will not be accepted by the witches, the little witch is an exception, he has too many secrets, and it seems that he is involved with the pseudo-Niang King in ancient times, so as to obtain the stubborn stone of "Women's Three Mountains".

Seeing the little witch standing up, the three old men were a little nervous. They are also shrewd people, who know the times and understand people's feelings. The white-bearded old man is the backbone of them and has the most right to speak. He took it upon himself to take the lead, Teng, and swept forward, waving a gust of wind. "Little witch, you've heard what the three of us old things have to say, and we have no intention of embarrassing you. ”

The little witch nodded, but her right hand shook slightly, sneering, and the black-hearted knife cut out a series of pitch-black arcs of light, which were solid, like the willow eyebrows of a noblewoman, gathered in front of him, and the number was as high as six hundred.

The old man with the gray goatee and the old man on crutches were very nervous behind the old man with the white beard, they didn't want to be struck by the knife, if their hearts were blackened, solidified, and their heartbeats were lost, they would really be buried in the ground, no, they would not be blind!

The white-bearded old man had no intention of killing, and he said: "Little witch, there are not only you and me nearby, but also others, we dare not make it difficult for you, and others will not be able to talk about it." ”

The little witch still didn't squeak, he grabbed a chain in his left hand, and the other end of the chain locked the young master of Taiyi Gate. With the pulling of the chain, the young master of Taiyimen used his limbs together and crawled over.

Just when the white-bearded old man, the goatee old man and the others were confused, the little witch's left hand shook slightly, clicked, and the chain in his hand shattered one by one, and the metal shavings fell to the ground, reforming the shape of the chain. But the young master of Taiyimen is free, and he is also suspicious, not knowing what the little witch will do.

The little witch waved the "black-hearted" knife, and the sword aura was horizontal, gathering into a few lines of words, "I have recently cultivated a magical power, and I say that I can kill Ji Fufu Zen, unless Ji Lao is in front of me, I can speak, and I will kill them." You old men are timid and afraid, and you are not the old man, so it is inconvenient for me to speak, otherwise you will die. ”

Glancing at a few lines, the old man with the white beard, the old man with the goatee, and the old man on crutches breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that they were in danger of life.

"Little witch, don't worry, it's a big deal that I'll grab a few Ji Lao and let them kneel in front of you for you to play with, so that you can also speak. Seriously, that black-hearted knife in your hand is weird. The old man with the gray goatee laughed, and he was serious, not joking.

"Great, fortunately we don't Gao Ji, otherwise we will die!" said the old man on crutches, secretly sweating.

The Taoist temple was blocked, and with the ability of the little witch, it was not very difficult to get in, but he just forbears it and doesn't do it. Yes, the three old men were afraid and didn't dare to make a move in front of the little witch.

The little witch waved the knife again, sneered, and the knife ploughed out two lines of words on the ground: Get out, the young master of Taiyimen.

Obviously, the young master of Taiyi Gate was stunned, he couldn't believe his eyes, the little witch let him go like this? One of the young master's eyes was destroyed in the hands of the little witch, he thought that his little life would not last long, but the god of freedom immediately favored him.

To go, or not to go? The young master of Taiyimen is in a dilemma. After being chained by the little witch for several months, the young master knew that the little devil was moody, and what he said didn't count much, and it was normal for him to go back on his word. "This damn pseudo-girl, if he was testing me, I would get up and leave, maybe he would give me a knife in the back. After the knife, my heart would turn black and I would die immediately. Hmph, it's better to die than to live, I just don't move for the time being. The young master of Taiyimen gathered his thoughts, and he was completely arrogant, and he still didn't dare to raise his head, nor did he leave.

The little witch looked down, glanced at the young master of Taiyi Gate, and said in her heart, what is the matter with this person, why don't you leave if you let him go, do you still want to be tied up by me? I really don't understand a man's mind.

Actually, the little witch is also a man, and the pseudo-mother also has an Armstrong boom cannon.

The sword roared, the sword was drawn, someone drew the sword. It's not a group of white-bearded old men.

"Gentlemen, draw your sword!" A young voice sounded, he was the first to draw his sword, this person was the inner disciple of the Broken Sword Pavilion, and he also had a thin name in the cultivation world, known as Duan Sleeve. Well, Duan Sleeve is a base elder, and he relies on his identity, and he doesn't know how many local flowers of outer disciples have been broken. Therefore, his reputation in the Broken Sword Pavilion is not very good, but he has a good father, Duan is weak. Duan Wuli was a member of the Elder Group of the Broken Sword Pavilion and was in a high position, so Duan Sleeve could act recklessly.

The other handsome people in the Broken Sword Pavilion also drew their swords, after all, Duan Sleeve had set an example, no matter how much they hated him, they had to pretend.

The swords used by the people of the Broken Sword Pavilion are also different from those of other sects, their swords are all broken swords, not complete swords. Even if they get a famous sword, they will try their best to break that sword, and they don't need to break it.

"Little witch, you are a pseudo-mother, but you have been favored by the witches. Did they fall in love with your Armstrong boomer? Come on, tear me up, and I'll beat you and make you my friend. Duan Sleeve laughed.

The first one rushed over, Duan Sleeve was triumphant, the sword in his hand was actually his father's, to be more precise, he stole it. Duan Wuli also knew, but he deliberately pretended not to know.

Duan's weak sword is also called the "Drawing Thousand Bone" sword, this sword was incomplete at the beginning of casting, and it was a broken sword, but it did not prevent it from becoming a divine sword, because the reputation of the sword caster was too great.

And "Draw a Thousand Bone" has a sword spirit.

The white-bearded old man, the goatee-bearded old man, and the old man on crutches, they were silent, and the little witch and the people of the Broken Sword Pavilion were not people they could provoke, unless they didn't want to live. Whether to help the little witch or stand by and watch, several old men are also very difficult. Anyone who helps will offend the other party, and if you don't do anything, you may offend both parties!

The old man with the gray goatee and the old man on crutches all aimed at Whitebeard and urged him to make up his mind.

Yali Mountain is big, and the white beard is dripping with cold sweat. He also wants to be heroic, but the reality is cruel, they are all small people, and they dare not wade into troubled waters.

But Duan Sleeve was killed, and the sword spirit of "Painting Thousand Bone" also surfaced.

The sword spirit appeared in the image of a young Taoist, with a delicate appearance, as if he had come out of a painting. Duan Sleeve said: "What are you waiting for, take down the little witch with me, and you can watch when I do something shameful with him." I know you have an apprentice, but it's a pity that he got separated from you. ”

When the sword spirit of "Painting a Thousand Bone" heard the two words of the apprentice, he was obviously angry, and the sword qi was swinging, sharp as a thin steel wire, throwing it into the sky, and the sound was endless.

"Next time you dare to talk to me like that, I'll kill you. ”

The sword spirit of "Drawing a Thousand Bone" said sadly, "Your father Duan can't protect you if he is powerless." ”

"Is it" Duan Sleeve shook his shoulders, and he didn't care, he knew, the sword spirit that painted a thousand bones was very different, obviously it was a machine spirit, but he was still a scholar, and he looked good, not only that, but he also accepted a machine spirit that had lost his body as an apprentice, but unfortunately that machine spirit still escaped.

Generally speaking, when a treasure disappears, the machine spirit dies with it. The sword spirit that can draw a thousand bones can find another way to cultivate a kind of magical power, which can ensure that the spirit of the weapon does not dissipate and survives. Of course, these spirits without weapons still need to be lodged in magic weapons, which means that some doves occupy the magpie's nest.

Duan Weili also became famous in the sect because of his saber "painting a thousand bones".

"Oh, isn't that the young master of Taiyimen? Duan Sleeve said with a strange smile, he took his sword and pointed diagonally at the young master of Taiyimen on the ground, "You are not very backbone, why did you become the little witch's dog." ”

The young master of Taiyimen roared in his throat, like a fierce beast with its tail stepped on. Duan Sleeve talked about his sore spots.

"I see that you also have a bit of a base color, hahaha, I still accept you, by the way, I accept the little witch, you master and servant are my wings, my friend. Duan Sleeve said again. His demeanor is light, but his attainments in swordsmanship are not fake, and the monks who came out of the Broken Sword Pavilion are all ruthless.

Waving "Painting a Thousand Bone", Duan Sleeve made the "Pingyang Gourd Sword Style" in the Sect, the bones were lulu, and the sword qi condensed into five black-skinned gourds, rolled on the spot, and rushed towards the little witch and the young master of Taiyimen.

Boom! The sound of the five black-skinned gourds was not small, like five mammoths running wildly. When they are crushed, the bones will turn to slag.

The little witch's "black-hearted" knife is a good knife, but unfortunately it failed to give birth to a machine spirit, and it can't be compared with the "painting a thousand bones" sword for the time being.