Chapter 257: Backhand control

Zhao Yuan chuckled lightly, unimpressed.

"A tiny pheasant wants to penetrate my defenses too?"

He poured all his strength into his palms and let the pheasant in front of him take the initiative to die.

The phoenix roared and suddenly scratched through his defenses with its claws, and the sharp beak pecked through his eyeballs, swallowing an eyeball and flying into the sky.

"Ahh

Zhao Yuan screamed in fright.

In just one breath, his eyes were blind, and it was pitch black in front of him, Meng wanted to take advantage of this to fight back, and the ghosts were heavy, and they instantly drilled into Zhao Yuan's body, eating away at his soul.

"Ahh Master save me!! ”

Zhao Yuan screamed in fear, and the pain in his mind made him roll on the ground regardless of his image.

The disciples of the Wuxiang Sect and the monks of Qingshui County who gathered around changed their expressions greatly, and they immediately retreated in fear, leaving a huge space for the three of Xiao Rong.

The green blade cut through the clouds and cut through Meng Xiangxiang's body.

Xiao Rong reacted, and immediately weaved a Qianteng net to block all attacks.

"What a big boldness, who sent you to the Wuxiang Sect to make trouble?"

A green robe is like a bamboo and a leaf, and it stands in a chic forest.

Yue Qingsu stared at them coldly, with a green blade between his fingers.

Xiao Rong puffed up his chest, not afraid at all, "You are the elder of the Wuxiang Sect?" It's okay to be long! ”

Yue Qingsu: "...... Stupid dryads! ”

"You're stupid, liar!" Xiao Rong scolded angrily.

Meng Xiangxiang changed back to his original state, and the phoenix landed in front of him, licking his wounds for him.

"That's right, when Qingshui County fell into the control of the black-robed people, my mother had asked you Wuxiangzong for help many times, and no one cared about our life and death, now that the toxin in Qingshui County is solved, you will shamelessly come to grab the credit?"

"This ...... What is he talking about? ”

The people of Qingshui County looked at each other and talked in a low voice.

"He seems to be the one who was burned to death!"

"He brought the miasma into our Qingshui County? So what did he mean by what he just said? ”

"I don't know ...... either"

Xiao Rong said angrily: "You still haven't understood?" I ate all the pills I fed you yesterday, don't you remember the master's rattan whip?! ”

He raised his hand and threw out a dozen dark green rattan whips and swung them in the air a few times.

Everyone opened their mouths in surprise.

"That rattan...... Yes, I was attacked by that rattan stick yesterday! ”

"You've been pumped by this rattan too? I thought I was the only one being smoked! ”

"And me, and me, I was whipped by him ten times!"

Yue Qing Su twitched his eyebrows.

What's going on?

"So you're the Treant Killer who failed last night?"

Xiao Rong: "...... I've never killed anyone, sir! ”

The corners of Meng Xiangxiang's mouth twitched twice, and he lowered his voice and said, "Master Rong, you beat them up when you were feeding the medicine last night?" ”

Xiao Rong muttered weakly: "Who made them disobedient, the guy who was whipped ten times, was obviously beaten twelve times!" ”

Meng thinks about it: Is the focus of "......" on this?

The man suddenly realized in the crowd: "It turns out that I was pumped twelve times, no wonder it hurts so much!" ”

The crowd looked at him sympathetically.

Yue Qing Su ordered someone to take Zhao Yuan down to heal his injuries, ignoring Xiao Rong, who was pretending to be crazy and stupid, and looked at the pheasant in front of Meng Xiang with sharp eyes.

"Ordinary chickens can't hurt me in vain, this pheasant next to you ......"

"It's definitely not a Divine Beast Phoenix!" Meng Xiangxiang immediately hugged the phoenix and hid behind his back.

Xiao Rong looked at Meng Xiang in shock.

He couldn't have imagined that at a critical time, Meng Xiangxiang could drop the chain better than him!

"Hahaha! Hahaha! ”

Whether it was the people of Wuxiang Sect or the people of Qingshui County, they all erupted in laughter.

Meng Xiangxiang suddenly reacted to his stupidity, and was so nervous that he raised his heart to his throat.

Yue Qingsu smiled lightly and said, "It's a demon cultivator in the Jindan period, right?" ”

Xiao Rong and Meng Xiangxiang were stunned in place.

"That's right, it's a demon cultivator of the Jindan stage!"

Xiao Rong immediately affirmed his question.

Yue Qingsu showed such a look, and said with a smile: "It just so happens that there is a lack of a Mount of the Golden Pill Stage in your hand, so let you go with it to serve my apprentice!" ”

Xiao Rong was shocked, "You shameless guy, my boss won't let you go!" ”

Yue Qingsu chuckled indifferently, "No matter who the person behind you is, there is a coincidence, and there will be no accidents in the Wuxiang Sect!" ”

"No matter what kind of ingenuity you have, Fairy Ran Ran will be an accident for your Wuxiang Sect!"

Meng Xiang angrily summoned the ghost mist, and a flesh-colored head sprouted from his pink neck, revealing blood-red fangs, and roared towards Yue Qingsu.

"Hehe, flesh-and-blood little ghost, you actually refined your own brother into a little ghost, I don't think you are like any righteous person, but you are no different from evil cultivators!"

Yue Qingsu sneered lightly, his hands rose slowly, countless green leaves trembled, and thousands of trees swayed.

The swaying vines of the small banyan suddenly drifted green leaves, glowing with a faint green light, and gathered towards Yue Qingsu's body.

"What's wrong with me?!"

Xiao Rong's eyes widened in surprise, watching his rattan fly towards Yue Qingsu uncontrollably, but he couldn't stop it.

"Oops! Yue Qingsu is a single wood spirit root, and his cultivation is above you, Rong Ye, you are not his opponent! ”

Meng Xiang immediately recalled the rumors about Yue Qingsu, stood in front of Xiao Rong, and pulled the rattan that he had been sucked away.

Yue Qingsu smiled contemptuously: "You are a tree, Qiaoqiao must like your tree very much!" ”

"Phew! You dream! Don't want to covet my beauty! ”

Xiao Rong hugged Meng tightly and thought about it, but Xiaozui still kept talking back.

Yue Qingsu snorted coldly, raised his hands upward, the green leaves overlapped, and floated above the two of them in the blink of an eye, covering the scorching sun and warm sun, reflecting the jagged shadows of the trees.

The overwhelming power made Xiao Rong and Meng Xiangxiang feel a trace of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Boss Help!!

Xiao Rong shouted and shouted at the sky.

The phoenix spread its wings and flew back and forth under the shadows of the trees, but could not find an exit to leave.

Seeing that Meng Xiangxiang's huge ghost body was slowly shrinking downward, about to be pressed to the size of a child, a compassionate voice fell from the sky, immediately driving away all the darkness and letting Xiao Rong and the others see the light again.

"Stop!"

Xiao Rong hung on Meng Xiangxiang's body and saw the person who shouted.

"Are you...... The sun? ”

Xiao Rong stared at his glowing head in shock, and went back to the night when the moon was caught by the boss!

A warm smile tugged at the corner of Mu Jialing's mouth, and his eyes were compassionate.

"The little monk is a monk of the Guanfan Temple, not the sun as the donor thinks."

Xiao Rong was stunned, Meng Xiangxiang opened his eyes wide and said, "The bald donkey monk of Guanfan Temple?!" ”

"The little monk is not a bald donkey monk."

Mu Jialing clasped his hands together and compassionately pushed away thousands of leaves.

(End of chapter)