Chapter Forty-Eight: Catching Demons
After Lu Hong got out again, he didn't dare to stay longer, and the wind blew and the clouds dispersed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
He didn't go back to Xiaoyao Peak, Xiaoyao Peak had neither an enchantment nor a trap, only Li Xiucai, who was powerless; if Yan Xiaoman insisted on chasing after Xiaoyao Peak, he didn't have to involve him, he thought about it for a while and flew to the dense forest under Ruoxu Peak.
Yan Xiaoman saw that his spiritual power was greatly damaged, and his injuries were not light, so he chased him very quickly, but she knew that Lu Hong was not only a superb cultivator, but also resourceful, although he was chasing after him, he still had some precautions in his heart.
Sure enough, Lu Hong put down the road several times along the way, and she saw through them one by one.
"Lu Hong, you will be arrested obediently now, maybe I will show mercy to my subordinates later and beat you a few times",
Yan Xiaoman was obviously at ease, and he smiled like a silver bell while chasing after him.
At this time, Lu Hong had to resist her bewitching demon voice on the one hand, and on the other hand, he had to dodge her killing moves, and the already small amount of spiritual energy was consumed faster.
Seeing that the distance between the two was getting shorter and shorter, he reversed his body and looked at her up, without even the slightest aura, let his body fall straight down, looking at her, a few drops of blood spilled from his mouth, and said with a smile: "Two years ago, you provoked me first, and your skills were not as good as those who were caught by Sun Yao, but now you have to take revenge on me, you are simply unreasonable",
Yan Xiaoman's face couldn't help but blush, two years ago in Tu Demon Mountain was indeed her first coquettishness, seeing that a handsome young swordsman suddenly came to the mountain, she played with her heart, so she performed a flattery on him;
This is the shame of her life, and every time Lu Hong mentions her, she is angry.
Yan Xiaoman said angrily: "You and Sun Yao are in an affair, what is the difference between revenge on her and revenge on you? I want to catch you today and beat you up to get angry."
Lu Hong laughed and said: "That's not bad, Sun Yao treats me very well, and it's nothing that I have suffered on her behalf, but can you really catch me?"
Yan Xiaoman snorted: "I don't believe how long you can hold on",
Lu Hong smiled, his body fell sharply, and he opened a distance of nearly ten zhang from her, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and the middle finger of his right hand was bent, and the drop of blood happened to fall on the nail of his middle finger.
He flicked his fingers, and the blood immediately dispersed, and the already small blood droplets were scattered into small red dots and splashed upward; although Yan Xiaoman stopped it in time, the blood had been scattered extremely finely, and it was difficult to see clearly with her eyesight, only to feel a slight saltiness in her throat, and a few bits of blood had already entered her mouth.
Yan Xiaoman's face was first flushed, and then she was unprecedentedly angry, thinking that what entered her mouth was the blood that had just dripped from the corner of his lips, and she almost felt like she was going crazy.
It's even harder to accept than asking him to kiss himself on the lips.
"Lu Hong, today I will never die with you",
As soon as the wind sounded, she used her spiritual power to fall rapidly, and she didn't care whether Lu Hong would use any schemes.
Lu Hong laughed, and in the howling wind, the two fell into the dense forest below, one after the other.
Lu Hong was below, Yan Xiaoman was on top, she was about to touch Lu Hong with all her strength, but at this moment, she suddenly felt dizzy in her mind, and her heart was shocked, and the aura in her body was suddenly disordered, and she fell straight down.
If she fell to the ground with such momentum, she was afraid that she would break a few bones, and at this time she was less than a foot away from the ground, and her eyes were full of horror.
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At this time, Lu Hongqiang, who was under him, stabilized his figure by luck, held her in his arms, clicked her acupoint casually, and then grabbed the neck of the white-haired fox on her shoulder like lightning and lifted it up.
A series of actions were like flowing water, obviously planned in their hearts.
"You... You stinky boy, let me go",
Yan Xiaoman was in a hurry, he never expected the change to be so fast, Fang Cai still pressed forward step by step, and became his prisoner in the blink of an eye.
Lu Hong ignored her, looked at the white-haired little fox and smiled: "Little guy, look at the soft and weak, you shouldn't want to suffer."
The little fox was already quite spiritual and could understand the human eye, and when he said this, he hurriedly covered his eyes with his two paws and shook his little furry head.
Lu Hong smiled: "Okay, I'll let you go now, it's okay to go wherever you go, but you are not allowed to come back, otherwise, you will know my dragon killing sound",
The white-haired little fox nodded hurriedly.
As soon as Lu Hong's hand was released, the white-haired little fox flew out with a "whoosh".
Yan Xiaoman loves this little spirit fox very much on weekdays, and even the pieces of meat that feed it are worth a lot of money, at this time, seeing it so disregarded and left like this, he was naturally very sad, and said angrily: "You... See if I still hurt you in the future",
"Do you still have time to care about it?",
Lu Hong smiled playfully, nodded at her dumb hole, and carried her into the depths of the dense forest.
After a while, Lu Kui floated above the dense forest with a heavy sword, he frowned and looked down, he could still feel the aura of the two of them, why did they disappear out of thin air after such a while?
At this moment, a white-haired little fox came out of the forest, and Lu Kui naturally recognized that it was Yan Xiaoman's spirit fox, and although he was puzzled, he still chased after the white-haired fox.
Feeling his aura getting farther and farther away, Lu Hong turned his head to look at Yan Xiaoman, who was leaning against the tree with an acupoint, reached out to relieve her dumb acupoint, first took out the satin ribbon from her sleeve, and then stretched out his hand to her soft waist.
"You... What are you going to do?", Yan Xiaoman was frightened and wanted to shrink back, but his body couldn't move.
Lu Hong hooked her Qianyuan bag with a hook of his fingers, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, although you are indeed a vixen, my concentration has always been good, and I won't do anything to you."
Seeing her looking at herself hatefully, Lu Hong smiled and said: "Don't you know how you got into the Dao? It doesn't hurt to tell you, I have been cultivating the Sword Poison Secret Book for the past few days, although the art of hiding poison has not been fully practiced, it is not difficult to put some belladonna poison in the blood that flows; although there is only a trace of poisonous blood that has just entered your mouth, it is enough to deal with you."
"Despicable, nasty, you stinky rascal, I will definitely not let you go",
Yan Xiaoman was even more angry in his heart, and he couldn't wait to rush up and bite him immediately
"Yo, it's so fierce", Lu Hong hung her from the tree with his hands that trapped her with a silk ribbon, raised his head and looked at her with a smile.
Yan Xiaoman was ashamed and angry, unable to speak angrily, so he simply closed his eyes and let him be humiliated.
Lu Hong rummaged through her Qianyuan bag, and the first thing to do was a soft whip.
"Hey, you like this tune before",
Lu Hong held his chin and smiled maliciously.
Seeing him wave his whip casually, Yan Xiaoman was frightened, tears crossed his eyelashes, and he cried: "Brother Lu Hong, I was wrong, don't you beat me, okay?"
She has been pampered since she was a child, but she can't stand the pain of flesh and skin; although she hates him to the extreme, but now she can only whisper and plead; she is already charming, at this time she was hanging from a tree, disheveled, and her graceful posture was displayed in front of Lu Hong with a very seductive attitude, and she also had that pitiful and tearful demeanor, even if the man with a heart like iron and stone saw it, he was afraid and couldn't bear to move a finger at her.
Lu Hong is not a person who destroys flowers with a hot hand, she is just scaring and scaring her, and she has to resist her with this charm, which is very uncomfortable, and she shook the whip in her hand and smiled: "This is you admitting your mistake to me, not me forcing you",
Yan Xiaoman lowered his head and cried: "It was me who was wrong, Brother Lu Hong",
Lu Hong rubbed his forehead and pretended to have a headache and said: "That's very troublesome, if I let you go now, it will be a trouble for you to find me to retaliate in the future."
Yan Xiaoman hurriedly shook his head and said: "Brother Lu Hong, I already know that I was wrong, and it was my fault before, how dare I retaliate against you again?
Lu Hong relaxed at this time, his chest rose and fell slightly, he turned around and waved his hand and said: "Since this is the case, I will go around you, I am now suffering a great loss of spiritual power, but I dare not let you go, after an hour, your acupuncture points will be unraveled, and I will leave."
Ignoring Yan Xiaoman's dissatisfied gaze, he brazenly took her Qianyuan bag into his arms, and walked out without blushing or heartbeat.
He walked outside to sit down cross-legged in the forest, running Xuan Gong, and the aura in his body gradually recovered.
The Xuangong in his body had just been running for a week, and he suddenly felt a little moisture coming from behind him, and his heart moved, and he hurriedly stood up and walked into the forest behind him.
As soon as Fang pushed aside the weeds, his brows furrowed, only to see that the silk ribbon on the tree that originally hung Yan Xiaoman was still hanging on the high branches and swaying, and Yan Xiaoman had disappeared without a trace.
"Little Fox, Little Fox",
"Miss Yan",
Seeing a puddle of wet water on the ground, as if something was dragging here, Lu Hong couldn't help but feel anxious and regretful, and shouted her name anxiously, but what other sound was there in the forest besides his echo?
Walking forward along the water mark, a trace of fishy breath entered his nose, Lu Hong's heart sank, and he strode forward regardless of his injury.