Chapter Seven: The Nine-Fingered Yama Luo Fei Jun Dang Miao Fan is a scholar and an ordinary scholar

"The wind is Xiaoxiao, the rain is Xiaoxiao, and the song is broken tonight. People are lonely, they are smiling, and they don't believe that they can grow old. May there be lovers in the world who will not be good!" As soon as the word "good" fell, a person's head also fell to the ground.

And the face of the head even had the incredulous expression of the moment before his death. The black night, the black figure, holding a black guqin. It will rain rapidly tomorrow, but the figure is surrounded by a transparent shield, and the heavy rain that falls from the sky will go around him, and it will not be within three feet of him at all.

"Why do you want me to hear that you are a sentient being, this is your way to death. "Closed eyes, hoarse muttering to himself, all black like a god of death who had just come out of hell.

turned around and wanted to leave, but four black figures appeared where the person's head fell just now, obviously without the skills of the person, and held up four black oilcloth umbrellas: "Is the predecessor the nine-fingered Yama Luo Feijun? But he knew that the person in front of him was a murderous demon who did not blink, but they were also one of the most powerful generals in the dignified waiting, and they were deeply used by his old man, and the words seemed neither humble nor arrogant: "One billion, take the head of a young man!"

Suddenly, the air was filled with a sudden downpour of rain, as if time had stopped, and then slowly fell again. "Is it useful for me to ask for money? No amount of money can buy my eyes back. Even if I can get my eyes back, can I still get her heart back? A person who will blind his own eyes for martial arts is indeed not worth trusting. Sister, you're right. Haha If nothing else, the final fate of those four black figures will also become the same as the person just now, and the head will fall to the ground.

"Qiang!" At the moment when the blade was about to take their lives, a streamer four-colored jade fan suddenly appeared in front of them, helping them block this mortal blow.

"Rich and rich are only eight buckets, but they are in the rivers and lakes to make wine. Do not seek fame, dust and soil, but seek to serve the prince and marquis. ”

Suddenly a thunderclap exploded in the sky, illuminating the face of the black shadow, and the white-eyed head was raised. But I saw countless rains shooting towards the fan that stayed in mid-air, and then merged into a white figure.

Put away the fan with his right hand and gently pat it on the palm of his left hand: "The scholar of the wonderful fan under the seat of the West Waiter, the Tao is ordinary and polite!" Although the words were polite, I didn't see him do any courtesy. And the four black figures were scared into a cold sweat, as if they had turned around in the ghost gate. Then he bowed slightly and saluted the white figure. Then I saw the white figure wave lightly with his left hand, and the four black figures immediately turned away until they disappeared into the heavy rain.

"Lord Xihou explained, he helped you once back then, and you will help him this time. The tone was unhurried, as if stating a simple matter.

"Hmph! Go back and tell Zhu Wuzhi, the favor of the year, the blind man is still gone!" But he didn't care about the rudeness of the white figure on the opposite side just now, and turned around with the black guqin and walked towards the bottomless darkness in front of him: "It's a mistake, it's gone, it's the most time to turn into foam", gradually disappeared, lonely to himself, lonely figure.

"A poor man. After saying this, the white figure also turned into rain and disappeared.

And on the side of Guan Xiaodao, he has studied the innate subtleties in the past half a month, which really made him study something. Now he was lying on the grass in the courtyard, with a straw in his mouth, looking at the bright moon that was rounder than a dog's face, and gradually fell into contemplation again: "Where did that strange ancient book go, how did it disappear after reading it once? Who is the peerless figure I saw sitting under the tree? Is it the last human ancestor seen in that ancient book, or is it a god who has cultivated and become holy?"

"The judge is ruthless, and his name is left in the book of life and death. The king of Hades asked for his life and did not dare to keep people until the fifth watch. Shocked by a life-seeking poem, the knife was pulled back to reality. I saw that the bright moon with white wheels suddenly became as black as ink, and in the inky moonlight, a figure came out, and gradually walked towards him in the dark moonlight.

"Who are you?"

"The one who wants your life!"

"I have a grudge against you recently?"

"Nope"

"Hatred in the past?"

"Nor at all"

"Then why do you want my life?"

"Because someone wants your life!"

"Who is it?"

"A man who wants your life!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for the knife to react, set up the black guqin beside him, sat in the air, and stretched out his fingers.

"Zheng" sounded, and the inky moonlight was swept away, and the moonlight turned into countless black death sickles and slashed towards the knife, and there was no way to hide!

"Damn! it's true!" Although it was an exclamation, it was to see that his unhurried body turned into a figure, and his body shook and turned into a figure, but it was the life of two, two and three, and three of all things, and the golden palm shadow surrounded him. Countless scythes that could not be avoided were blocked out, and they could not enter half an inch around him.

When the dark moonlight slowly receded, the bright moon regained its whiteness and sprinkled back onto the earth. What I saw was that in addition to the knife around the body, the courtyard was full of knife marks that had entered the stone. The vines and moss that crawled all over the floor were left hanging on it.

"I'm going, this is left to me by the old man, my subordinates are merciful!"

"I have always shown no mercy to the dead!"

"Then you're going to die," he said, and nine afterimages appeared behind him, towards the black shadow that had fallen from mid-air on the opposite side and was located in a ruined courtyard. The black shadow opened his eyes with the whites of his eyes, and plucked the strings with both hands, "Zheng" "Zheng", "Zheng", five piano sounds suddenly appeared next to the knife's ears, and the rapid footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes gradually lost focus, as if he had been immobilized and lost his soul. At this time, the silver-blue lead flower in the sea of his knowledge was slightly shocked, and the confused knife was pulled back to reality.

"Hmm, the information is wrong, are you innate?" a question broke the dead silence in the air. Looking at the black shadow not far from him in front of him, a cold sweat flowed from the back of the knife: I almost planted it! Then he pretended to be calm and replied: "Then what did your information say about me? Youmu said that once I encounter someone who pretends to be forced, I can't help but take action?"

"Whether you are born or not, it can't change the fate that you will die tonight"

"And how do you know it's not going to be you who dies tonight?"

"Because everyone else calls me Hades!" As soon as the word "king" of Hades fell, his hands turned into infinite phantoms, and the black guqin in front of him seemed to be enchanted, making an infinite ghost crying wolf howl.

"Zheng", a fierce dead wind suddenly appeared in the air, like a splash of ink towards the knife in front of it.

"Not good!" The sound was not good, but it showed the power of the yin wind. Don't dare to hesitate for a moment, raise your hand is a palm, but this palm is not as golden as just now, but with a faint black gas in the gold, under the illumination of the moonlight, there are bursts of black and golden ripples.

"Wow!" the ink-like wind finally collided with the black-gold palm. The air suddenly shone black, and then it broke inch by inch, like a thin piece of ink paper completely shattered.

"Step", "step", "step", "step", "step", the knife that took five steps back finally stood firm, but his right hand was numb.

"Grandma's, obviously only has a first-class foundation, the evil sect. Lao Tzu has already integrated the powerful Vajra palm with the heart-urging palm of the dead man's face, and he is still on your path. ”

The black shadow was also shocked in his heart: "This young man is indeed evil. First of all, regardless of whether I used my full strength or not, this blow just now was made by me with the trick of the foundation and the realm in unison, and this young man was at most a lead flower among the three flowers. How could it be possible to block the full force of my innate pinnacle that had already cultivated into the Three Flowers? Could it be that this young man's foundation was really as the intelligence said, he had reached the pinnacle, and it was the pinnacle of the superlative, at least to the point of perfection, so that he could cooperate with the lead flower that had just been cultivated to block my fatal blow. ”

"Clamour, you can only show your own shortcomings, let's fight seriously. Because you don't have much time to get serious, the next move will send you to hell!" After speaking, he gently slapped the black guqin on his legs, and the guqin immediately stood up beside him with his leap.