Now Blood Linglong was by his side, but Yang Yang didn't dare to look her in the eyes. He couldn't have imagined that this murderous old beggar turned out to be a bloody beggar.

Blood Linglong is a woman, dressed in blood-red clothes, I don't know if it is a ghost or a demon, smeared with delicate red lips, even her hair and eyelashes are red.

The night sky shone a faint moonlight onto the trees. She is like a blood-colored enchantress, bringing a touch of heat to this dark night.

"What the hell are you?" Now that he has faced each other head-on, Yang Yang no longer retreated, and directly clarified the doubts in his heart.

Blood Linglong stretched out her hand and pinched Yang Yang's face, Yang Yang took a step back, feeling that her hand was colder than a dead man's hand!

Her eyes were blazing, staring straight into Yang Yang's eyes, Yang Yang looked at her, feeling that her eyes were so deep, looking at her eyes, it was like seeing a thick flame, but the deeper she looked, the colder it became.

Her eyes are two extremes, seemingly enthusiastic, but rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Blood Linglong turned her head, stared at the waning moon in the sky, turned her back to Yang Yang and said, "I am not a human, nor a demon, nor a ghost. It's blood. ”

"Blood?" Yang Yang was even more puzzled.

She turned her head and said to Yang Yang: "That's right, I am blood, the blood condensed by thousands of dead souls. It is the moon that has mercy on all beings, nourishing me with its moonlight, giving me consciousness, giving me life, making me have infinite mana, but also carrying the memories of thousands of dead souls. ”

"Thousands of souls, where do you start?" Yang Yang suddenly became curious, because this was the first time he had encountered such a strange and terrifying existence.

Blood Linglong suddenly smiled. It's so nice to smile. But it's weird and terrifying. Her smile is so contagious that you can't help but indulge in it.

In an instant, Yang Yang felt as if he had been controlled.

Blood Linglong put away her smile, pointed to these beggars behind her, and said, "They are all relatives in my memory, and I have the blood of their deceased relatives in my body. The people I kill are the ones who deserve to be killed, and I came to this world because of the mission of the moon. It allows me to get rid of evil. ”

Lin Zi had been silent, he looked at Yang Yang, who was bowing his head and contemplating at this time, walked over, and said, "When I first met the master, I was also scared. But once you get used to being with her, you will realize how compassionate she is. ”

Hearing what Lin Zi said, Yang Yang couldn't help but ask: "Is it mercy for you to kill people so cruelly?" ”

Lin Zi said with a smile: "There is an idiom called elimination-evil-service-exhaustion, tree virtue and nourishment, bad people must be eliminated, and good deeds must be absolute." Everything the master does reflects this idiom. ”

"Elimination-evil-service-exhaustion. Tree virtue and virtue, it sounds good. In fact, this idiom is just a fig leaf for the extreme actions you have done. I stayed here for a day today, and I saw too many people living in dire straits, and I also saw those dignitaries singing songs every night. This was an era of war and instability, and although there was no royal law, I still believed in justice. Yang Yang suddenly felt something, and said sonorously and powerfully.

Blood Linglong looked at Yang Yang with a sneer, and asked rhetorically, "Justice, what is justice?" If there was justice in this world, then I would not exist, and the memories of the thousands of dead souls in my body would not remain in the world. ”

"I'm wrong, what thousands of dead souls have left behind is not memories, but endless resentment and blood! They warlords fight each other, but they hurt the poor people who are helpless! ”

Blood Linglong was suddenly emotional, extremely angry, stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Yang's collar, and said in a deep voice: "If you dare to mention justice to me again, I will kill you immediately." ”

"Justice is fairness and pure goodness, what is the difference between you and those in power?" Yang Yang didn't know which nerve was deranged today, and he dared to fight with this demon with high mana.

Blood Linglong slowly let go of her hand, Yang Yang looked at her suspiciously, and the air around her suddenly became hot at this time. The beggars were suddenly frightened and scattered, Yang Yang was not stupid, and fled around.

But how could he, a mortal, outrun such a supernatural thing as Blood Linglong?

Seeing that the bloody eyes became red, she shouted angrily, her body turned into a pool of blood, floating in the air, and quickly caught up with Yang Yang who was fleeing, entangled Yang Yang's body.

The blood was like a red fiery snake, exuding a fiery aura that burned Yang Yang's body.

Yang Yang screamed in pain, almost fainting.

The blood was transformed back into the human body, but the flames on Yang Yang's body were still burning.

"Hmph, justice, I want to see if your so-called justice can save you?" Blood Linglong showed a cautious smile, like a terrible ghost from hell.

"Lang Lang Qiankun, how can you be allowed to run amok with evil!" There was a loud shout in the air, and I saw a young man wearing a Taoist robe flying into the air, casually throwing out a spell to extinguish the flames on Yang Yang's body.

The clothes on Yang Yang's body were burned, and the flesh on his body was burned, and he was screaming in pain at the moment, making people feel pain when they looked at it.

"Demon, spare your life today!" The young Taoist priest hugged Yang Yang's body and cast a mysterious spell that disappeared immediately.

Blood Linglong's face was gloomy, looking at the direction where the Taoist priest had disappeared, and muttered to himself in a deep voice: "I want to see how you stinky Taoist priests fight me!" ”

Two hundred miles away from Hancheng, there is a high mountain called Hanshan. There is a Taoist temple on the mountain, which is called Hanshan Temple.

There are two masters and apprentices living in the Hanshan Temple, the master is called Daoxuan Zhenren, who is already over the age of old, but he can still walk and jump, and he is free of all diseases.

The apprentice is called Lingjizi, his Taoist skills are average, his specialty is to have a pair of good legs, he runs as fast as the wind, fast as lightning, and knows some methods of teleportation, this time the young Taoist who saved Yang Yang was him.

Lingzi hugged Yang Yang's charred body and quickly ran back to Hanshan Temple, at this time, Dao Xuan Zhenren had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the apprentice coming back with the injured, he directly took Yang Yang's body, put it flat on the ground, chanted words in his mouth, waved the whisk in his hand, and walked around Yang Yang.

In the end, he suddenly shouted, and the sound waves were vast, like a divine dragon piercing through the clouds, shocking the soul, causing Yang Yang to immediately faint, forget the pain, and lose consciousness.

The spirit trace has been standing aside, Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at Yang Yang who had fainted, and said, "Apprentice, go and get the magic weapon for the teacher, I want to change the skin of this young man." ”

Ling Tracer took a set of magic weapons and handed it to the master.

Dao Xuan Zhenren placed the magic weapon and started the method on Yang Yang's head.

The Tao runs through the heavens and the earth, and the dead and the flesh and bones are also considered to be the art of the end for those who are extremely high in cultivation, and they come at hand.

Dao Xuan Zhenren has done a good job, and the dead skin on Yang Yang's body has faded, and new skin has been born.

In the early morning of the next day, when Yang Yang woke up from his sleep, he suddenly found himself in a strange Taoist temple, he also remembered the events of last night vaguely, and vaguely remembered that a young Taoist priest saved him.

Just as he was pondering, he suddenly heard a snoring sound around him. He turned over and found that the old man and the young man were both sharing a bed with him, and they were sleeping soundly.

And it turned out to be the old Taoist priest who was leaning on his side.

Yang Yang didn't know the name of Dao Xuan Zhenren, but he could only smell the smell of sweat on the old Taoist priest's body, so that he covered his nose and ran out of the door without even wearing clothes, breathing in the fresh air outside.

"Are you awake, young man?" The old Taoist's voice suddenly sounded behind Yang Yang unconsciously, making Yang Yang's body tremble, turned his head to look at the old face close at hand, pinched his nose and said, "Daoist, how long has it been since you took a bath, how can you still smell better than those beggars!" ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren raised his arm and sniffed his armpit, then sniffed, revealing a look of intoxication, and said with his eyes closed: "Do you know, when there was a famine a few years ago, Poor Dao survived by this delicious armpit. ”

Yang Yang grinned, feeling very disgusted, and quickly returned to the house to put on his clothes, and found that his clothes had also been washed, and he was still very grateful.

A moment later, the spirit trail also woke up. Under Yang Yang's questioning, the spirit trace told everything that happened last night.

After talking with Lingzi, Yang Yang learned that this Hanshan Temple was also a major Taoist concept hundreds of years ago, with thousands of disciples, and it was one of the best forces in the cultivation world.

Later, as the mountain spirits and wild ghosts disappeared one by one, the incense of these Taoist temples gradually went out. After hundreds of years have passed, people have long forgotten that there is a Taoist temple on this mountain.

However, because of the evil blood in the cold city in the past few days, some dignitaries in the city first remembered that there was a Taoist temple here, so they sent people to invite the two masters and apprentices of Daoxuan Zhenren to go out of the mountain.

But Dao Xuan Zhenren did not help these dignitaries, but sat firmly in the Taoist temple. No matter how much gold and silver treasure others had, he would not even look at it.

Some domineering officials learned of this incident and personally took foreign guns to force Dao Xuan Zhenren to go out of the mountain, but Dao Xuan Zhenren still did not comply, and the other party shot at Dao Xuan Zhenren's head in anger, but the bullet bounced back when it was close to Dao Xuan Zhenren's head, and when he saw such a scene, he was so frightened that he left the Taoist temple and never dared to come to make trouble again.

Although Dao Xuan Zhenren did not help those dignitaries, he also sent disciples to secretly follow Blood Linglong in secret. Therefore, when Yang Yang was killed last night, Ling Tracezi was able to come forward in time to rescue him.

After listening to Ling Qizi's account of these things, Yang Yang knew that Dao Xuan Zhenren was a real master outside the world.

Therefore, Yang Yang personally apologized to Daoxuan Zhenren for his faux pas. But Dao Xuan Zhenren just shook his head and smiled, not caring about Yang Yang's previous rude behavior towards him.

In this way, Yang Yang lived in the Hanshan Temple for a while, until one day the blood Linglong personally found the Taoist Temple, and things took an amazing turn...... (To be continued.) )

PS: What the hell, in addition to the evil-service-everything is also blocked?