A crazy downpour finally came to an end, turning from pouring to drizzling on windows.

I don't know if it's because of the cold breath in that sharp voice, or because the heavy rain has cooled the season, the whole teahouse is cold, as if it has suddenly entered the cold winter of Layue, Tan Xing'er even shivered from the cold, until Wei Siyang's generous hands held her hands, she slowly warmed up.

Myolie Tan didn't know what was going on, let alone what to do, "But with Big Brother Wei and Grandpa by my side," Myolie Tan thought, "No matter what happens, I won't be afraid." ”

A tall and thin figure slowly walked out of the darkness, he stood at the edge of the flower field, looking down at the corpses of blood bats all over the ground, a pair of purple eyes burning with angry flames.

"Old man Tan," he raised his head and shouted to the teahouse, "You have been hiding for more than ten years, I thought you were dying of old age, but it turned out that your skills were still undiminished, and you actually killed so many of my precious bats." ”

His voice was sharp and sharp, as if it had been squeezed out of his throat, and it was disturbing to listen to.

Tan Yanbei snorted and asked, "Who are you?"

The shadow pointed to the bats all over the ground and said, "I am the master of the sand blood bat, you have killed so many treasures of me, what do you think I should do with you?"

Tan Yanbei was surprised and said, "You are the Demon King Bird Spirit, the Demon Illusion Clan has wandered outside the Three Realms, and has never been able to enter the human world for thousands of years, how did you cross the enchantment?"

The shadow smiled and said, "Didn't I let you guess?"

Wei Siyang stood in front of Tan Xing'er, and suddenly said in a loud voice: "I don't care how you came here, but I killed all those rotten bats of yours, just do whatever you want to come to me." ”

The shadow suppressed his laughter and asked grimly, "Who are you?" He stretched out his hand, and the door of the teahouse suddenly opened without wind, and the cold rain and cold mist immediately poured in.

Tan Xing'er hid behind Wei Siyang, looking out timidly, the shadow stood in the lingering rain that would not stop, two purple-red eyes flashed on a long face, a long sharp mouth hanging down on her chest, and a skinny back

He was standing there with a pair of furry wings

, like a huge, ugly vulture. In the dim light of the night, his gray and bloodless face could still be seen, as if he had never seen a little sunlight.

Tan Xing'er only glanced at him, then lowered his head and didn't want to take a second look, but his evil gaze fell on Tan Xing'er's face.

The vulture-like monster glanced at Tan Xing'er a few times, and suddenly laughed: "You are the fairy spirit seedling?" He said in admiration: "Sure enough, the long eyebrows are picturesque, the jade color is fairy, and she is such a beautiful girl." ”

Wei Siyang also smiled and said lightly: "You have a good eye, but you are so ugly, your face is like a crow, and your mouth is like a poultry, so I'll call you a black chicken, okay?"

Tan Xing'er was originally frightened with cold hands and feet, but when she heard Wei Siyang say this, and thought about the image of the monster, she couldn't help but laugh.

Tan Yanbei had a solemn face, and said in a deep voice: "Siyang, he is the bird spirit of the Ten Demon Kings, not comparable to ordinary evil demons, don't be too careless." ”

The eerie gaze of the bird spirit shifted from Tan Xing'er's face to Wei Siyang's face, and hissed, "You killed my blood bat? Who are you?" he nodded as he spoke, "Well, I know, it turned out to be you, Old Man Tan went from south to north just to find you." ”

He stretched out his finger like an eagle's claw and pointed at Wei Siyang and said, "You come out, let me see how much cultivation you still have in your body." ”

Tan Xing'er pulled Wei Siyang and said, "Brother Wei, don't listen to what he says, we stay in Grandpa's formation, he can't get in."

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The bird spirit sneered, "You are really a stupid child, your grandfather used a few broken tea tables to set up a Xuanwu array, can you still stop me." ”

In the laughter, he walked towards the teahouse step by step, and the huge wings behind him suddenly spread left and right, rolling up a strong air current, and blowing straight in like a storm.

Wei Siyang pushed Tan Xing'er behind Tan Yanbei, rushed out of the teahouse like an arrow off the string, pulled out the bamboo pole inserted in the door with his backhand, and stabbed at the Demon King Bird Spirit

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Tan Xing'er exclaimed, Wei Siyang had rushed to the bird spirit like a meteor, and the bamboo stick in his hand stabbed the demon king's face, the bird spirit sneered, his wings spread rapidly, and there was a series of crisp sounds, the bamboo stick was broken into seventeen or eighteen pieces in the storm, and Wei Siyang was also swept out like a kite with a broken line, and then fell heavily in the mud after the rain.

Tan Xing'er was frightened, and ran desperately to the outside of the tea house, but was pulled by her grandfather. Tan Xing'er cried out anxiously, "Brother Wei, are you okay?" She hissed and shouted: "Brother Wei, stand up quickly." ”

The bird spirit put away his wings and said with a strange smile: "Is there only such a little ability left?" It is said that he was still an immortal Buddha warrior in his previous life, and he turned out to be so vulnerable. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wei Siyang in the mud slowly get up, patting the muddy water on his body with his hand, and said with a smile: "Black chicken, you look ugly, and your smile is even more ugly, I have to twist off your wings to make braised chicken wings." ”

Myolie Tan was surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but burst into tears and laughter.

"Brother Wei, are you alright?" she patted her chest with her hand and said, "I'm about to be scared to death by you." ”

The bird spirit stared at Wei Siyang up and down, his purple-red pupils were slowly contracting, and a bird's face looked even more bewitching and strange.

Tan Yanbei didn't speak for a long time, and at this time he suddenly said coldly: "Demon King Bird Spirit, since you know who he is, you should also know his skills, this is the world of human beings, why do you demon clan have to violate this 10,000-year-old law and get involved in it? I advise you to go back to your original place!"

The bird spirit laughed strangely and hissed, "The law of ten thousand years? The demon clan is isolated outside the Three Realms, where it is hideous and barren, the mountains and rivers are poor, and there is no grass. Would you like to go back to this kind of place?"

He glared at Tan Yanbei and said: "You humans, all of them have fine skin and white meat, tender and juicy, they are the supreme delicacy of our demon clan, if it weren't for the protection of the Xuanhuang Enchantment, you humans would have become a delicacy in our mouths, since I have come here, how can I go back easily." ”

Wei Siyang patted off the rain and dirt on his body, stood in front of the bird spirit, and said loudly: "Then do you know a saying about human beings? ”

The bird spirit glanced at Wei Siyang viciously, sneered and said:

"Why do you have to get up again when you are already on the ground? Before you can return to your senses, I will kill you first, after you die, don't blame others, if you want to complain, blame the old man Tan who found you out early to be his shield. ”

As he spoke, the bird spirit slowly stretched out a sharp claw and slowly grabbed Wei Siyang's neck.

Wei Siyang snorted violently, and his clenched fist smashed out. This blow Wei Siyang used all his strength, and his fist carried the sound of whirring wind, and it was as strong as an electric switch.

"Good punches. The bird spirit hissed and said, "This is Vajrapani." The wings on his back spread out, and a dark cloud blocked in front of his body, and his fists and wings struck each other, making two muffled sounds, and the two sharp claws of the bird spirit had instantly grabbed Wei Siyang's neck and lifted Wei Siyang's whole person up.

"Mighty Vajrapani, it turns out that it's nothing more than that. ”

Bird Spirit said contemptuously, Wei Siyang was stuck in his throat, his face was swollen and bruised, and his clenched fists hung down softly. In Tan Xing'er's exclamation, the bird spirit threw Wei Siyang out fiercely, fell from the edge of the flower field to the hall of the teahouse, and smashed a solid green vine tea table to pieces.

Tan Xing'er rushed to Wei Siyang's side, and in the broken wood on the ground, Wei Siyang's eyes were closed tightly and he didn't move. Tan Xing'er trembled with fright, wiped the debris on his face with her hands, and stared back at the bird spirit outside the house, her beautiful eyes full of resentment.