"This woman's heart, just like this weather, changes when she says it. ”

Qiu Sanpi walked out of the house slowly, stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes, and looked up at the sky at a poetic angle of forty-five degrees.

"you, when did you learn to pretend to be deep. Luo Chen couldn't bear to look directly at this terrifying scene, and turned back to his room.

Only a swarthy figure was left in the courtyard, sometimes showing his yellow teeth and laughing, sometimes touching the mole on his face, and howling a few unknown poems affectionately.

"Heipi, if you die again, don't blame me for beating you..."

"Haha... Hah"

Standing in front of the window and staring blankly at the first snow after spring, Luo Chen couldn't help but look a little stupid, and he didn't know how long he had been standing.

A cold wind blew into the window, and then he woke up, and he had no intention of cultivating, so he fell asleep.

In the blink of an eye, the second day was covered with heavy snow overnight, and the outside of the house was covered with three feet of white snow. In the courtyard, the snow has been cleared, but a half-man-tall snowman has been piled up next to the corner of the wall.

"Shhh Wu Mo held a large ball of snow in his hand, and Qiu Sanpi squatted under Luo Chen's window with his waist bent.

With a cup of tea, Luo Chen's door creaked open.

"It's a good sign for the snow to clear up, haha. Before he could close his mouth, a cloud of snow flew in front of him, slamming steadily on top of his head, and then there was a burst of laughter like silver bells behind him.

"Stinky girl, don't run if you have the ability. ”

Luo Chen hurriedly shook off the snow ball on his neckline, attached himself to pinch a ball of snow, and chased after him with a shout.

"Haha, whoever made you sleep until almost noon is punishing you for not cleaning the yard. Wu Mo did not show weakness, hid behind the willow tree, and grabbed another ball.

"What, it's almost noon.

"Wow"

In his stunned moment, two more clouds of snow hit the top of his head, but Luo Chen ignored these and said in a deep voice: "Don't make trouble, come with me to watch a good show." ”

"What, you're boring. ”

Seeing that Luo Chen didn't dodge, Wu Mo wrinkled his nose, threw down the snow ball in his hand, and walked out from behind the willow tree complaining.

Luo Chen ignored Wu Mo's little emotions, grabbed her wrist, beckoned Qiu Sanpi and ran towards the outside of the courtyard.

"Don't do anything later, just look at me. ”

"What are you muttering, and where are we going? ”

Qiu Sanpi behind him seemed to have guessed something, and without saying a word, he raised his legs and followed closely.

The snow flashed by the small stone road, and soon the three of them came to a spacious courtyard.

The courtyard in front of you is slightly different from the exquisite courtyard around, with the vermilion courtyard gate and the vermilion beams, and you can see the charcoal fire in the house from afar.

In such a spacious courtyard, the word Honghui is written on the door beam, which makes people inexplicably a little annoyed.

Looking at this, Wu Mo couldn't help but be stunned, and after taking a few deep breaths, she asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here, are you still trying to find something?" ”

"Everyone else has been bullied to the head, if you don't gnaw your voice, then it won't be a shrunken king. ”

Luo Chen stretched out his hand to pull the hair of the dancing foam, and said with a smile: "I don't want to do anything to shrink my head, you say yes." Although it is a joke, no one can change its resolute attitude.

After saying this, Luo Chen turned around gloomily, waved his hand and took out the spear, and threw it towards the door plaque with his raised arm.

"Click"

The gilded plaque cracked in half with a crisp thud and slammed down on the threshold with a creaking thud, and the spear stabbed straight at the doorbeam.

Seeing that things were getting bigger, Wumo wanted to say anything more to no avail.

After a few breaths, a noisy footsteps sounded in the courtyard, and for a while, four or five white-clothed disciples with long sticks in their hands rushed out with strange screams.

Before I went out, I saw that my signboard was broken, how could I bear such a slap in the face.

"It's him, the one who the Lord has specially instructed him. ”

A sharp-eyed disciple picked up the wooden stick, recognized Luo Chen at a glance, and without asking the reason, he raised the wooden stick and smashed it.

Suddenly hearing this, Luo Chen's heart couldn't help but burst into anger, what the hell the master specially instructed the master, does Lao Tzu know your master.

"A group of outdated geniuses, do you really think you can be arrogant forever. ”

The black qi on his wrist surged, and he rushed into the crowd with his bare hands, smashing towards the nearest white-clothed disciple.

There are two kinds of disciples in the Qingwu Outer Court, one is the newly admitted Tsing Yi disciple like Luo Chen, and the other is the old white-clothed disciples in front of him.

And this kind of white-clothed disciple may have been a genius in the past, but due to the instability of the Dao heart or other reasons, the realm has stagnated, and over time, he will covet the power in the eyes of ordinary people.

Once these people become perfunctory, they will never be able to change back.

Just as Luo Chen was fighting fiercely with several people, an angry roar rushed out of the courtyard, and then a light gray figure rushed out.

"Bold, how can you be so sloppy in front of the Honghui Gate. "Look closely, the person who came exudes a strong yin qi, isn't it the impermanence of the ghost mansion that escaped that night, Wu Li.

"Old ghost, I'm going to meet you. ”

Qiu Sanpi, who was originally watching coldly, saw this person, regardless of the injury on his chest, and was about to rush forward with a roar.

Wu Mo reached out to stop him, in his state, rushing up was no different from sending him to death. Besides, Luo Chen had instructed him several times before, not to let the two of them make a move, otherwise it would be worth the loss to disrupt his plan.

At this time, Luo Chen's arm waved violently, and a cloud of black mist shrouded everyone's heads, and before everyone could react, he took out the hammer and smashed it randomly.

For a while, his nose and face were swollen, his arms and legs were broken, and the scene was out of control.

"Boy, if you want to make trouble again, you'd better weigh your own pounds. ”

Wu Li's angry expression gradually became gloomy, quietly looking at everything that was happening in front of him, and he didn't seem to have the intention of making a move.

"Fuck the consequences, and die. ”

Luo Chen's eyes were already red, where would he listen to his, picked up the hammer and smashed it.

At this moment, there are three places in the outer courtyard that are paying attention to this, one is Niu Dali and Yin Liannu who are not far from here, one is Deacon Cao who is slowly rushing towards him, and the last place is a certain attic in the depths of the courtyard.

And what made Wu Li so calm was this Deacon Cao.

Luo Chen himself knew in his heart that if he dragged on until the deacon came yesterday, it would be even more difficult to kill Wu Li. Doing it quickly is the only thing he has to do now.

Wu Li is a triple refining of the marrow, using the True Qi Transformation Technique as the means of attack, while Luo Chen is a double refining of the marrow, using the True Qi Transformation Force as the means of attack.

In the face of the oncoming hammer, Wu Li was not easy to resist, and staggered back slightly by half a step, just to avoid it.

"Click"

The bluestone floor shattered like soft tofu with a loud bang.

Luo Chen raised his head and stared at his eyes, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and he roared angrily and squeezed the handle of the hammer and smashed it upwards.

Seeing this, Wu Li's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he shouted: "Boy, don't be embarrassed." As he spoke, he half-clasped his hands and grabbed them towards the hammer.

"Bang"

There was a muffled sound, and both of them took two steps back.

"Joke, when does Lao Tzu want you to give face, make a move. Luo Chen took a few steps back before removing the force of the shock, and pinched the hammer handle again, and the black mist at his wrist quietly surged.

Wu Li let out a disdainful cold snort in his throat, and after flicking his numb wrist, he turned his hand and took out a mourning stick.

Just when the mourning stick appeared, a few wails sounded around for no reason, and there was a faint yin qi gathering in the void.

"This is his companion artifact..."

"I heard that this guy was born in the middle of the night, and the black wind was blowing in the house, and then there was a mourning stick at the head of the bed..."

"yes, yes, I think I've heard that..."

Suddenly, there was a cry all around, and many disciples who were watching from afar were chattering.

Although the power of the mourning stick in his hand was very great, it was difficult to exert the true power of the spirit weapon just by relying on the cultivation of Wu Li's refining of the marrow.

The expression in Luo Chen's eyes was still firm, and he didn't seem to be affected by this, and rushed forward with a light drink.

The iron hammer in his hand also seemed to sense, and only the slightest input of true qi exuded a fierce aura, which was far stronger than the previous reactions.

Wu Li's eyes were shining, he hunched his back, looked at a gap, and greeted him at a tricky angle.

In an instant, the mourning stick hit the handle of the hammer, and it stabbed Luo Chen's chest with momentum, and the hammer that originally smashed into his head was biased towards his shoulder.

"Bang"

Two bone cracking sounds sounded, who would have thought that neither of them dodged, and they resisted each other's blows.

There was a wound the size of a bowl on Luo Chen's chest, and Bai Sensen's bone stubble was faintly visible, but he held the handle of the hammer tightly and stood with his head on his back.

On the other hand, Wu Li, his right shoulder was slumped in front of his chest, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.

"Boy, you're looking for death. ”

With such a serious injury, Wu Li couldn't swallow this breath, lowered his head and roared angrily, his pupils were as gray as a dead fish, he turned his hand and grabbed it, and shouted angrily: "Ghost eater baby, come out." ”

With his roar, a ripple rippled in the void in front of him, and a small pale hand stretched out.

Unlike that night, the newly emerging ghost eater baby shrank back with a strange scream, and the stench of scorched corpses was faintly left in the air.

Seeing this, Luo Chen couldn't help sneering, although the sun is not strong in the middle of winter, it still restrains you from death.

"What's the use of keeping it in such a mournful madness. With such a good opportunity, how could Luo Chen give up so easily, and rushed over with a hammer.

"Luo Chen, do you know the consequences of hurting me. ”

"Save me, save ..."

Wu Li's complexion changed greatly, and it was difficult to pretend to be light-hearted, so he forgot to stand up and kicked his legs backwards indiscriminately.

For a while, the people around were shocked, as far as this matter is concerned, some people in the courtyard have turned a blind eye and passed, but this murder should be mentioned separately.

"Little stammer, don't..."

Wu Mo didn't have time to think about it, and waved his hand to shoot out a ribbon and dragged Luo Chen back.

"Why stop me, it's over with such a scumbag. ”

"You're crazy, look up and see where this is. ”