Lanruo Temple, hundreds of years ago was a big temple with a flourishing incense, covering a huge area, many believers, but unfortunately a disaster to destroy the Buddha, killed the monks, destroyed the body of the Buddha, now the dilapidated temple tower, can vaguely see the prosperity of the old times, just the Basil full of courts, has long lost the weather of the year.

The monk's house behind Lanruo Temple is not like only one or two in the original movie, but a dormitory-type monk's house that occupies a certain territory, a slightly clean monk's house in the east wing, which has already been occupied, even if the newcomers are stupid, they also know that it is where Yan Chixia, who has not returned, and no fool dares to occupy the magpie's nest, in case it angers Yan Chixia, there is no good fruit to eat.

And the newcomers who had already been frightened by the dryad occupied the wing next to Yan Chixia's residence, and they also had the intention of getting shelter nearby, and they all hid in the monk's house on the left, and more than a dozen people were not too bored to huddle together. The barren artist is bold, but he walked to the opposite side of the West Chamber, and the shadows under his feet sank into the dusty floor, and the house in the West Wing was clearly explored.

Sure enough, there are dried corpses!

Barren eyes were closed, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and on the ceiling of the monk's house in the center, there were more than a dozen withered male corpses, their tight skin sticking to their bones, and their dry bodies without any water and fat, as if they had been sucked dry by leeches. In addition to this, Desolation also sensed that there was a faint evil force lurking in these dry corpses, so that they could not move, like real dead corpses.

"Let's brush some minions first, it's not a loss." When Barren thought of the dryad grandmother and the old demon of Black Mountain, he had a little palpitations, but it was this kind of low-end dry corpse, which was how much to kill.

With the high-frequency oscillating knife in his hand, he didn't need to move a ladder in the barrenness, accelerated and borrowed a kick on the wall, turned around and flew to the beam, and landed lightly on the ceiling. Sensing that a living person was approaching, the evil power in the dry corpse was suddenly triggered, and they crawled very slowly, their bodies had already been absorbed by the tree demon grandmother, and the dry ground was as rotten as a centenarian, the movement was extremely slow, and there was a little abnormal creaking sound, which was extremely strange in this strange Lanruo Temple.

It's a pity that these days, it's not ugly to mean powerful, these dry corpses are not weaker than the resentful female ghosts under the command of the tree demon's grandmother. Barren shook his head, raised his right hand, and the high-frequency oscillating knife shot out a black shadow, blocking his waist and cutting the dried corpses in two, and the shriveled body could not block the compressed wind blade at all. However, the evil power in the dry corpse did not dissipate, but instead drove the upper body of the dry corpse to crawl towards the barrenness.

"Hey, I hate this kind of miscellaneous soldiers who need targeted strikes the most." Barren stuck out his tongue, rushed forward two steps, and the high-frequency oscillating knife stabbed directly into the chest of the dried corpse, and the enchantment rune took effect, purifying the power in the dried corpse, and the dried corpse suddenly turned into a pool of corpse water, leaking from the ceiling.

Pulling out the high-frequency oscillating knife, the barren backhand swipe, the slow and stiff dry corpse could not get close to the barren body at all, and the rabbits fell and fell, turning into corpse water and leaking, and this side room was suddenly soaked with corpse water, exuding a foul smell of dead corpses.

Barren closed the door and was about to go to another monk's house to check, when suddenly there was a sound of talking outside, a scholar carrying a bookshelf package, walked through the front hall of Lanruo Temple, saw someone, and hurriedly came to greet him.

"Born below, go to Jinhua to try the boys, pass by here, but ask for a night."

"It doesn't matter, we are just living here, but there is no distinction between host and guest here, if you want, there are naturally a lot of vacant monks' houses not far away, clean up, you can move in." Barren looked the scholar up and down, and suddenly realized in his heart, this should be the first victim who appeared in the original book, the scholar surnamed Fang, it seems that the plot is about to start, and he has to make plans.

Entering the west chamber where the newcomers were, they didn't say anything about the barrenness, and the movement of opening the door scared the newcomers.

"I'm afraid of a fart! What is there to be afraid of in broad daylight! Barren had an expression of hatred on his face, but he also understood that the newcomers were frightened along the way, so he eased his face slightly, and then warned: "There is a scholar from outside."

"Is it Ning Caichen!" Immediately, a restless newcomer shouted: "Let's go and deal with Ning Caichen, and there will be nothing wrong with him!" ”

"Ning fart, if you want to go over, I won't stop you, don't shout for help if you die." Barren rolled his eyes, stepped out of the door, and reached out to make a gesture of please.

"Who's that? It won't be Yan Chixia! ”

"Why hasn't Yan Chixia come back yet?"

"Mom, I want to go home."

The sound of the chirping quarrel, together with the crying of the child, is disturbing to hear.

"Quiet!" Desolation roared, raised his hand and slammed the door frame, knocking and knocking several times, until the newcomers stopped talking, and then warned seriously: "Now that it is safe for the time being, I will also tell you about the rules of the main god space." First, there is no possibility of getting something for nothing, so if you can't earn reward points, it's basically equivalent to a death sentence, so I won't stop you from finding story quests or contacting plot characters, but if you cause bad consequences, please bear them yourself; Second, here, being weak is equal to being bullied, although I won't bully you, but don't think that I will help you, don't shout for help when you get into trouble, I want to save it, I don't want to save it, hum, even if you die in front of me, I won't save it. ”

As he spoke, there was a sudden clanging sound of swords colliding outside the room, and two figures flew down from the temple wall, each attacking with a sword, and the continuous collision sound was like a piercing bell, tormenting everyone's ears. The sword in the hand of the man in black opened and closed widely, coming and going extremely fiercely, and he used all his strength, as if he wanted to put the man in green clothes to death, and a sword qi swung into the air, and even cut off a section of the bluestone lantern pavilion. The man in Tsing Yi was meticulous and methodical, retreating again and again, not flustered under his feet, flashing lightly, borrowing strength on the wall, turning over and flying into a two-story monk's house with no one.

"Yan Chixia, look at the move!" The man in black shouted, holding his sword in both hands, and also stepped on the severed lantern pavilion, flew out of the sword qi, and directly broke through the wall and rushed in.

The man in Tsing Yi, who was called Yan Chixia, was not afraid at all, and held his sword in his chest to block this dangerous blow, but soon the man in black kicked out again, kicking Yan Chixia back and passing through the wall on the other side.

When the man in black rushed out of the house, Yan Chixia had already flown to the open space, and the two clashed again, this time the man in black no longer used his strength to use the powerful but flawed sword qi, but instead used fine and frequent sword strikes, forcing Yan Chixia to raise her sword to parry.

Yan Chixia kept retreating, the man in black kept chasing, and after ten steps, Yan Chixia's heel touched the steps, and there was a big house behind her. Raising her foot and stepping on it, Yan Chixia nailed her sword to the wooden board, kicked her legs, confused the eyes of the man in black, took advantage of the situation to twist the hilt of the sword, broke through the wooden floor and flew upstairs.

"Yan Chixia is running!" The man in black didn't look at it, he also flew up the hole with a sword, his eyes swept away, but he didn't see Yan Chixia's figure, his heart suddenly tightened, and then he wanted to turn his head to guard again, under the corridor, Yan Chixia grabbed the railing with one hand, and stabbed with a reflexive sword with the other hand.

The man in black was able to stop it, but the iron shoulder pads on his shoulders were picked up and he suffered a little flesh wound.

With the man in black injured, the contest was also announced, and the two also stood in the open space and began to exchange words.

And the people hiding in the wing room didn't care about their conversation, but when they saw Yan Chixia's appearance, their hearts were all about 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping and trampling.

What about the big beard that said yes? Swollen Yan Chixia looks so handsome!

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, dignified appearance, about thirty years old, tall as a green pine, just like a sword, put it in modern times, it is a high-quality beauty man with a score of 99.9.