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The group of nuns "hula" and surrounded Huang Qing.

All of them are covered with frost and are ready to go.

Huang Qing hugged Wuchen's body that was still dripping with blood and was stunned.

Looking at this situation, this group of little nuns is going to move seriously.

Anyway, Wuchen is also a fellow sister who grew up with them since childhood, why don't they have any compassion at all.

One by one, they raised their eyebrows, cold as frost, as if Huang Qing and Wuchen had provoked them and had a lot of grudges against them.

Just when Huang Qing was stunned, a red shadow jumped into the circle, and a soft whip whistled towards Huang Qing and the dustless in Huang Qing's arms.

What kind of identity is Huang Qing, although he doesn't know spiritual power, his kung fu can be called invincible in the world, and no one can match it.

The master's dust whisk is useful for dustless and demon subduing, but Huang Qing doesn't know spiritual power, and he is not a demon, so it is useless to Huang Qing.

The reason why the previous master was able to hurt him was because the master was a dustless master and an elder.

In order to be dust-free, Huang Qing has to endure it.

Now that the woman in red is doing it, Huang Qing has nothing to say politely.

Huang Qing saw the soft whip coming, and immediately moved when he heard the wind, holding Wuchen with one hand, and his feet lightly touched the ground, and he rose into the air.

Stretching out his palm and grabbing it with his backhand, Huang Qing grabbed the soft whip.

With a gentle pull, the soft whip came out of the hand of the owner of the soft whip and into Huang Qing's hand.

The owner of the soft whip "snapped" and fell a dog eating.

"Huang Qing, you fed the dog with this conscience." Qianying fell to the ground and screamed hysterically.

Before Huang Qing could hear what the shadow was called, the little nuns had already launched an attack on Huang Qing and Wuchen, and the moves were all killer moves.

What's even more terrifying is that the little nuns uniformly use dust, and the dust whisk has the true scriptures to form the gossip direction. It was like a net that was cast towards Wuchen and Huang Qing.

This gossip net locks the spiritual power released by the dustless primordial god, so that the dustless primordial god cannot exert his spiritual power to protect the mortal body, and the dustless mortal body gradually becomes stiff and cold due to excessive blood loss.

Wuchen's body is getting colder and colder, which makes Huang Qing's heart burn, in order to jump out of the encirclement of the little nuns as soon as possible, Huang Qing decided to perform the skills he has learned all his life.

Huang Qing stared at the mobilization of his essence, and suddenly swept his body around, dancing the soft whip he had just snatched like an iron rod, and swept straight towards the group of nuns.

Seeing that the soft whip was about to be whipped on the little nuns.

Suddenly, dustless phantoms scattered from Dustless True Body like smallpox, blocking the group of little nuns.

Huang Qing's soft whip was firmly pumped on these phantoms, and the phantoms were shattered one by one by Huang Qing's soft whip, but Huang Qing really felt the dustless and cold and hard body in his arms tremble.

Wuchen used his spiritual power to lure the soft whip to his body, and he received it instead.

I saw that Wuchen's white holy robe was shattered in an instant like a blooming lotus, and his clothes did not cover his body.

Under the broken white robe, the dustless white and tender skin like snow was instantly stained red with blood, and the blood on the body flowed more happily like rain under the eaves.

"Why are you so troubled?" Huang Qing saw the drops of blood flowing down from the dust, and forgot to run away, and shouted in confusion and sadness.

Wuchen's voice that was both near and distant slowly entered Huang Qing's eardrums, "Brother Huang Qing, promise me, no matter what, don't hurt my master and sisters, they are all disciples of the Buddha." ”

Huang Qing was listening to the sound of dustless spiritual power, and his neck was tightly wrapped around the dozen whisks of dust by the little nuns.

"Tie them up, take them from the spot, and burn them alive." The master threw a rope from nowhere and stood a meter away in a cold tunnel.

The red figure that fell to the ground was Lin Feng, as soon as Lin Feng heard this, he knelt down to Huang Qing while crying, "Don't, you can't burn Huang Qing, you can only burn that fox spirit, Huang Qing is a victim of the fox spirit, you can't burn him." ”

As soon as Madame Huang heard the master's order, she became even more anxious, fell to the ground and kowtowed to the master, "Master, please, I am such a son, you can't burn him."

Xiao'er is not a person in Buddhism, it is normal to have seven emotions and six desires, he is all under the guise of that fox spirit, you can't burn him. ”

The master took pity on Mrs. Huang, and leaned down to help Mrs. Huang and said, "Madam, you don't understand, it's not because Huang Gongzi has seven emotions and desires for the disciples that he wants to burn them, but they need to go through the tribulation together." ”

"What kind of tribulation, I don't understand, in short, you can't burn my Huang Qing." Madame Huang cried.

The master shook his head, sighed, and turned away, ignoring Madam Huang no more.

Just when Mrs. Huang was grief-stricken, a leaf fell on Mrs. Huang's head, and a gentle voice came into Mrs. Huang's ears, "Madam, please rest assured, this old nun can't burn them, I will definitely save them." ”

Mrs. Huang opened her mouth in surprise, and a gentle voice came into Mrs. Huang's ears again, "Don't speak, don't be afraid to see anything later, we are here to save them, and we will definitely not hurt Mrs. Huang." ”

After Ye Zi finished speaking, he fell to the hairline of Lin Feng, who was kneeling forward while crying.

Lin Feng was burning her heart, and a pretty voice suddenly came into her ears, "What are you crying about, Huang Gongzi and the Dustless Holy Maiden have become like this, it's not all your fault."

Okay, shut up, don't shout, I'll find a way to save them, but you have to cooperate. ”

Lin Feng was stunned, why is this voice so familiar, who is this beautiful girl's voice.

Lin Feng was excited, wasn't this the voice of the yellow-lined female ghost who saved them when they fell off the cliff this morning.