Chapter Seventy-Eight: Today, Let's Bury Lan Ruo
should be asked, Ma Xiaokang has already asked, since Nie Xiaoqian has no regrets in this life, then after solving the two major bosses, he will personally go to Nie Xiaoqian's old home in Jinhua and bury her with her parents, which can be regarded as an end to this inexplicable relationship.
Nie Xiaoqian didn't know that this was the last time they would meet, and as the benevolent aura of the Soul Golden Pagoda surged, a soft suction force placed her in the body of the tower.
"I owe you, and I'll pay it back in the next life." Ma Xiaokang sighed a little lonely.
"Can we start?" At the reef of the balcony, the earth rakshasa walked out coldly, looked at Ma Xiaokang's somewhat regretful face, and asked coldly.
"Let's get started." Ma Xiaokang's eyes turned cold, looking at the crimson wedding dress that slipped off in the room, revealing a deep smile.
Lanruo Temple ushered in the dark night, the moonlight shone on this dilapidated temple, the shrill sound of crows screaming was heard everywhere, the cold mountain peaks blew the earth, looking at Lanruo Temple from a distance, you can clearly see the strange difference, compared to other peaks, the mountain mausoleum where Lanruo Temple lives is darker.
"Woo-woo-"
"Buzz—"
The earth inexplicably sounded the shouts of ghosts crying and dying, wisps of eerie ghost energy continued to emerge from the ruptured strata, the whole Lanruo Temple shook immediately, a large number of bells rang endlessly, disturbing people's minds, and the backyard was even more confused by the sound of female ghosts, like a disturbing sound wave, shaking the entire small lake with countless ripples, and the faint green ghost fire lamppost flickered non-stop.
Yan Chixia's expression was gloomy, his eyes showed a deep solemnity, and the sword wrap in his hand also vibrated with different sounds, and a thick sword sound cut off those piercing sound sources like a wind sweeping away leaves, and then Yan Chixia roared angrily, stepped on her legs, and the whole person jumped to the backyard.
"Boss, should we go along?" The White Emperor, who had transformed into a scholar, asked lightly, as an artificial intelligence, it didn't seem to have any emotions, except for calling up the logic library to play an ordinary person when he was disguised, the rest of the time was more of a numb face.
"No, the battlefield isn't there." Ma Xiaokang shook his head, looked at Yan Chixia's figure in the distance indifferently, and turned to look at Judge Wen, "Are you ready?" ”
The black-clothed judge nodded, his eyes were as cold as icebergs, and he took out a crimson judge pen and snorted coldly, "I won't let her run away." ”
"Okay, let's go." Ma Xiaokang nodded with a chuckle, watched Judge Wen walk away, and said to the remaining three: "Little guy, you stay by Xiahou's side, and when you see the ghost soldier, take out the golden body of the Buddha statue, don't let that guy mess around." ”
"Yes, I see, Your Excellency." The sweet and cute little Lori showed a mouthful of tiger teeth and walked towards Xiahou's monk's house.
"We're just waiting here?" The Red Emperor of the Iceberg Beauty quietly stared at the black moon in the sky and asked puzzledly.
"Well, drink some wine first, the battlefield will be transferred here." Ma Xiaokang glanced at her, and when he saw her cold eyes staring at him, he trembled, grabbed his hair helplessly, took out a bottle of Erguotou and drank it.
On the other side, the gate of the ghost road appeared in the moonlight, and the dilapidated pavilion in the distance exploded, the lake retreated, and a huge bronze door with a grimace replaced the entire lake.
"Wow-"
Like the roar of the ghost king, the grimace bronze door suddenly opened, and countless wisps of dark ghost qi continued to emerge from it, transforming into ghost soldiers with white bones, like the movie relatively, the ghost soldiers encountered by Ning Caichen were at most a small detachment, and at this moment, this endless army of ghosts and spirits appeared in Lanruo Temple as if covering the sky and the sun, a light blue ghost fire flashed in their empty eyes, and the big knife in their hands was covered with blood.
The thousand-year-old tree demon and a group of people were quietly waiting by the lake, countless female ghosts in stunning costumes stood behind her with their heads bowed respectfully, and a woman covered with a red turban was led by the tree demon.
Yan Chixia's eyes were on fire, and she crossed the jungle and landed beside the female ghosts, only to see him Xuanyuan come out, a golden sword qi splashed away, and he was about to cut off the head of the old witch with a galloping momentum, and opened his mouth to scold angrily: "Dead old woman, you are so daring, you dare to collude with the evil ghosts of the underworld!?" ”
"Boom-"
"Humph! Stinky old man, you are really so daring, you dare to come alone!? The thousand-year-old tree demon who had drunk human blood had already recovered its essence, and with a wave of his right hand, countless withered yellow branches flew out of his sleeve and bombarded with the sword qi.
"Good! Good! Good! Today, I, Yan Chixia, will smash you even if I do my best! The bearded man laughed angrily, and the yellow charms all over his body surged, and suddenly a small world was formed, and there was a tendency that ten thousand laws would not invade.
"You're going to stop me?" A grim voice suddenly came from the grimace bronze door, and I saw a ghost lotus floating straight up from the gate, and as countless ghost soldiers knelt down, the black mountain lord raised his hand and pointed it, and the black air in the sky fluttered like a big wave.
Yan Chixia glared angrily, held the Xuanyuan Divine Sword and slashed at the black qi in the sky, and immediately split the dense ghost qi in half, he bit his tongue and sprayed, blood splashed into the palm of his hand, quickly drew a Tai Chi gossip, stared coldly at the black mountain lord and shouted: "Old ghost! How dare you make trouble in the world!? ”
Xuanyuan's sword qi rushed to the body of the Black Mountain Lord and disappeared, only to see the dry ghost hand inside raised, and the ghost lotus suddenly blasted down in the direction of Yan Chixia, "Boom-" The smoke was billowing out, and the Black Mountain Lord and Yan Chixia stared face to face, "I'm here to marry, I don't want to ask about the world!" ”
Yan Chixia protected herself with a horizontal sword and roared loudly: "Then you will lead that female ghost to roll back to the underworld for me!" Don't push me to kill! ”
The thousand-year-old tree demon on the side was immediately unhappy, originally she was going to let the Black Mountain Lord come to kill Yan Chixia and Ma Xiaokang, she sacrificed a favorite Nie Xiaoqian, how could she just let the Black Mountain Lord go back, her wishful thinking was calculated, as long as they were killed, no one in this Lanruo Temple would dare to hinder her anymore, with dragon energy, but five hundred years is a monstrous demon.
Seeing that the Black Mountain Lord seemed unwilling to get involved in this, the Millennium Tree Demon said urgently: "If you want Nie Xiaoqian, kill all the Taoist priests of Lanruo Temple, otherwise this matter will be over!" ”
"Dead Ba Po! Look for death! Yan Chixia waved away with a sword when she heard this, and thought to herself that it was very unpleasant, if he wasn't willing to kill too much, he would have cut down the tree demon a long time ago, and there would be a broken oath there, forcing himself into a predicament.
"Boom-"
A flying head (trickery) erupted from the body of the Black Mountain Lord, and immediately collided with the Xuanyuan Divine Sword again, only to see that his face was gloomy, and he said in a cold tone: "Yan Chixia, no matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than my thousands of soldiers?" I don't want to be your enemy, get out of here now, or die! ”
- Hahahahaha!!
Just like hearing a big joke, Yan Chixia looked up to the sky and laughed, unruly, proud of all the ghosts, and raised the Xuanyuan sword is a slash!
"Today, let's bury Lan Ruo!"