Chapter Seventy-Six: The Price of Losing a Dog
The clothes were torn open by the sharp sword intent.
Tang Luo bowed his head.
I saw a small crystal sword with a short forearm, spinning, trying in vain to drill and tear his chest.
Tang Luo stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the little sword, and the crystal small sword struggled in his hand.
"Demon Monk!" Qingyue's scolding voice came from behind.
Tang Luo slowly turned around and saw a person dressed between a chivalrous man and a Taoist priest standing at the door of the box.
The appearance is handsome and unparalleled.
One hand pinched into a sword duel posture, and the other hand was on his wrist, his face was solemn, desperately urging the crystal small sword in Tang Luo's hand.
There is no doubt that this is a cultivator, a monk.
"Dog ......," Tang Luo's face turned gloomy, "You lost the dog." ”
The little match girl was elusive, and the speed was so fast that Tang Luo couldn't catch up.
I don't know when this run, next time, I don't know when it will be drawn.
"Demon Monk! Don't tie your hands yet, poof-"
As soon as the words fell, this person was struck by lightning, his body was shocked, his face suddenly turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
The small sword that struggled in Tang Luo's hand had stopped, and it was covered with cracks.
From a delicate work of art to a work of art that is about to be broken.
After the monk vomited blood, he simply fell unconscious.
Walking out of the door, Tang Luo took a look.
There was chaos in the restaurant, and many people were vomiting and struggling, which should have been affected by the deadly poisonous fog leaking out.
The poisonous fog does not mean that once the time limit is reached, it will disappear without a trace. It will take some time to disperse.
During this time, the poisonous fog will still play some role. It's just that the virulence is greatly reduced.
Urging the merit jade lotus, the pale golden light swept across the restaurant, removing the toxins of those people, and as they came and went, Tang Luo earned some merit power.
He grabbed the unconscious monk and quickly left the restaurant.
Back at Lu's house, Tang Luo told Lu Zhi about the matter.
Of course, some Spring and Autumn brushwork was used to cover up some unnecessary things.
However, the general situation is enough for the Lu family to explain to the government what happened.
There were no dead people in the restaurant. Only two outsiders died.
Not to mention that the Lu family came forward, even if it didn't, the government actually didn't bother to pursue it.
The aftermath can be easily resolved.
Qinglang woke up from a coma and felt a splitting headache, as if his head had been torn.
As the chief disciple of the Boundless Sect, Hua Xin is enough to compete with the head and elders, a genius monk who comes once in a thousand years.
She felt that her trip down the mountain was a simple experience.
And that was true in the beginning. Along the way, he slashed a lot of demons and monsters who were the cause of the disaster, and ordinary people were grateful to Dade.
Not long after entering this Ansan City, I heard that there were many strange things in this city.
First, some people disappeared one after another, forcing the two big families of the Lu family and the Ding family to shrink out.
Next came the tragedy of the painting boat on Anping Lake.
Overnight, the whole boat was poisoned and died, and none of them survived, and the death was miserable.
There was also a white-clothed monk with a white skull in his hand, who did not know whether it was a human or a ghost, and walked through the city of Ansan.
Day and night, scaring stupid people and beating a large number of people. I heard that it seems to be related to the tragedy of the painting boat.
The ghosts and demons danced wildly, causing panic in the entire Ansan City.
Qinglang came to the restaurant to eat, and asked for more news by the way.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the chopsticks were moved, the poisonous mist spread from the private room on the second floor. At the same time, demonic energy is raging.
Rushing to the second floor, Qinglang saw the rumored white-clothed monk who didn't know whether it was a ghost or a demon with his back to her.
The demonic energy in the room was raging, and the poisonous gas had not completely dissipated.
And two corpses!
What a demon monk!
Qinglang didn't say a word, pinched the sword duel, and the "Tianjing Flowing Frost" hanging on his waist was directly unsheathed.
This sword was given by the master, and it is a magic weapon that has been passed down by the Boundless Sect for many years.
Except for a few Zhen Sect magic weapons, the Boundless Sect is the most precious sword.
It is a first-class magic weapon, representing the boundless school.
The Boundless Sect has been inherited for many years, and it is qualified to wear this sword, and there are less than five people in the world.
And Qinglang is one of them.
Not only that, the sword given by the head means that this sword is truly attributed to Qinglang.
Day and night can be your own natal magic weapon.
Now, Qinglang, who was in pain, saw the "Heavenly Crystal Flowing Frost" placed on the table, which was covered with cracks.
Not to mention the loss of the original brilliance, the connection with himself that he had established with great difficulty was completely broken.
This is where the source of the headache comes from.
Her natal magic weapon, the Heavenly Crystal Flowing Frost, has been destroyed!
Qinglang instinctively struggled.
only to find out where I am now-
She was tied with her hands behind her back, her feet bent, tied to her hands, and suspended in mid-air with ropes. It's like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
The difference is that instead of hanging upside down, Qinglang is facing down with his back to the sky.
It's about half an arm's length from the table.
So as soon as she opened her eyes, she could see a table, and the Celestial Crystal Frost on the table.
As well, the hand next to the Celestial Crystal Cream.
In that hand, he was playing with a jade pendant.
Qinglang's eyes widened, this was the jade pendant she carried closely.
The effect is a little illusion to deceive ordinary people.
It can make her change from a beautiful woman to a handsome man, making it easy to walk outside.
Qinglang was extremely angry.
She clearly remembered that this jade pendant was brought by herself in the dirty clothes, a real personal collection.
And now it's being played with in the hands of others?!
She bowed her head, but her clothes were not disheveled.
"Don't look at it, this jade pendant is yours." Tang Luo said.
"Demon Monk!"
Qing Lang looked up suddenly, and saw a white-haired monk in a gorgeous monk's robe sitting in front of him.
It was the demon monk you saw in the restaurant.
"You caused me to lose my dog." Tang Luo ignored Qing Lang's words, and the jade pendant kept flying between his fingers.
"Demon monk, you are the party to the disaster, he will be punished by heaven one day!" Qing Lang scolded.
Tang Luo put down the jade pendant, looked at Qing Lang, and his tone was a little puzzled: "It doesn't make sense, you are a novice with no brains, you should have been made into a hot weapon a long time ago." ”
There is a little bit of strength, but there is not so strong. There's a little bit of background, and it's not that powerful.
The "rookies of the rivers and lakes", who are full of self-confidence and think highly of themselves, are the favorite of the old rivers and lakes.
Whether it is the martial arts of the rivers and lakes or the world of Xianxia, this kind of "young man, young woman, fairy" and the like, the probability of overturning is the highest.
The Xianxia world is okay, most of the elders have a secret hand, and there is a chance to escape.
The martial arts world is a tragedy, and after the overturn, it is miserable.
"The strength is weak, could it be that your division is on the edge of Ansan City, and this is the first stop of your downhill experience?" Tang Luo looked at Qinglang.
The serious appearance is as if he is studying a serious problem.
Brainless, novice, weak, and incomprehensible, but you can feel the "hot weapon" full of malice.
The chief disciple of the hall was actually described like this?
Qinglang, who was seriously injured, did not slow down in one breath, his chest hurt, and he fainted again.
When I woke up again, it was getting late outside.
Candles were lit in the room, casting her figure on the wall.
Qinglang turned his head and felt humiliated when he saw his shadow.
"Squeak."
The door of the room opened, and the white-haired demon monk walked in, put a small bone on the table, and sat down in front of Qinglang again.
"Heaven has the virtue of a good life." Tang Luo looked at Qinglang and said, "The poor monk gives you a chance to repent." ”
"Demon Monk!" Qinglang is obviously not very good at scolding, and a demon monk is the limit.
Let Tang Luo have a feeling of bullying kindergarten children.
"You caused me to lose my dog, then you will give me ......"
The lethality of the demon monk is really too small, Tang Luo didn't care, and stretched out his hand to Qinglang's chest as he spoke.
"What are you doing!"
Qing Lang let out a scream and shook his body.
Because of gravity, the twin peaks, which look very grand, suddenly shake people dizzy.
"I am the chief disciple of the Boundless Sect! Qinglang! ”
Seeing that the devil's claws were approaching and unable to dodge, Qinglang cried.
Said the words that he absolutely disdained to say before, and did what he thought he would never do in his life - moved out of his own backer.
"Oh."
Tang Luo nodded, and also introduced himself, "Poor monk Xuanzang, the Great Lei Yin Temple defeated the Buddha, the second disciple of the former Buddha. ”
Move backer, than backstage?
If you have something, you go to find it! Tang Luoke is a man who has made meritorious contributions to the Great Sect.
Qinglang was desperate.
What kind of place the Great Lei Yin Temple was, she didn't know.
But the Buddha she finally knew.
This demon monk actually claimed to be the second disciple of the Buddha?
Apparently a madman, a lawless maniac, the reputation of the Boundless Sect could not stop him at all.
In despair, Qinglang closed his eyes, and two lines of tears fell.
In the darkness, I felt like I was being forced into my chest with a very hard thing.
It almost tore his shirt apart.
"Alright."
Tang Luo stuffed the skull into Qinglang's arms, "You are lucky, if it is not for your daughter's body, you have already been transformed by a poor monk at this time." If you can find the dog, forget it, if you can't find it, you will be a bait for the poor monk for a lifetime. ”
“???” Qinglang opened his eyes, completely unaware of what this demon monk was talking about or what he was going to do.
However, it doesn't seem to be what she thinks.
"Although you are a novice with no brains, your expression does not seem to be completely ignorant of what normal development will look like. Wait – you wouldn't mean it, would you? Tang Luo stood up and glanced at Qinglang.
What a goblin, touching porcelain touched the hands of Master Xuanzang.
Master Xuanzang has never seen any winds and waves, is it someone who can touch porcelain?
Qinglang was so ashamed and indignant that he wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.
Unfortunately, she was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to bite her tongue.
The struggle had already shaken off the last of her strength.
Tang Luo put Qinglang down, let her duck sit on the table, and then tied a knot around her neck with a rope.
In her current state, she will definitely not be able to break free.
"Demon monk, what the hell are you going to do! If you want to kill, you will kill, Hugh will humiliate me! Qinglang raised his head, Shi Ke can be killed, but not humiliated.
"The poor monk wants you to retrieve the dog you lost." Tang Luo said, "You just do it obediently, and if you find the poor monk, you will let you go, don't ask, you don't understand." With your intelligence, it's hard for the poor monk to explain to you what's going on. ”
The reason starts from when Tang Luo caught the little match girl.