"Caught, caught!" Zhang Yanya pulled the roots of the tree that kept writhing and screaming, and emerged from the maple juice river, and when he looked around triumphantly to greet the applause, he looked around, and saw that Zhiji and Mo Ruyi were lying on the plank and undulating, and his bravery was not appreciated. Anyway, since ancient times, heroes have been lonely, and he comforted himself so much.

The maple sap all over the ground quickly poured into the ditch like a low tide, Zhang Qianya pinched the trick with one hand, and his body was pulled out of the maple juice river, floating steadily on the rapidly turning whirlpool, Mo Ruyi and Zhiji let the momentum of the backflow bring Zhang Lingya to the front, and he stepped on it weakly, and hooked Zhiji, who was about to fall, back to the plank with a tiptoe pick. The maple sap sank to the bottom of the river, and the ditch gradually returned to calm, clear as a mirror.

The floor of the limestone slabs was clean and clean, as if washed by heavy rain, and the ruins of the walls soaked in maple sap were black and shining. Zhang Qianya gathered his strength slightly, and kicked the two people under his feet and the plank to the shore.

With a "bang", Mo Ruyi was woken up, and he raised his head blankly, "Dao Chief, you ...... I don't see anything, you continue. ”

Zhang Qianya had already used the dust cleansing spell to wash away his embarrassment, and at this time he was standing by the river, holding snow-white jade feet in his hands, bright red blood dripping from between his fingers, and the long-legged owner was lying on the ground, with long crimson hair, and half of his side face was amazing. Being glanced at by Zhang Qianya, Mo Ruyi raised half of his leg and put it down, and asked carefully: "Dao Chief, is this banshee really subdued by you?" Won't attack again? As soon as the words fell, I saw the woman slowly open her eyes, and his voice trembled in fright: "Dao...... Dao Chief, she's awake. ”

When Zhang Yanya heard this, he looked down, and saw the woman on the ground turning her head in pain, and said hatefully to him: "Let go of me, I want my Buddha beads." ”

The beauty spoke, Zhang Lingya was naturally as kind as a stream, and thoughtfully put her feet close to the ground before putting them down, the woman was still snorting in pain, and the white bones of her feet and shins were out horizontally, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

She stretched out her jade arm, spread out her palm, and her thin lips that had lost blood confided a few incantations, and after waiting for a long time, none of the Buddha beads jumped back into her palm. Her eyes widened, and her expression turned from disappointment to panic. The woman's arms crawled on the ground in a panic, and her feet dragged out two bloody marks, Zhang Yanya saw her crawl to her feet, grabbed a few beige wooden beads, looked around blankly, and crawled to other places, her heart flashed a little compassion for a while, and she helped pick up a few and bent down and handed them to her, only to find that she was gritting her teeth, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

Those tears reflected her beautiful face, like a maple falling autumn frost, Zhang Qianya was used to helpless against women's tears, and said without words: "This lady, you are not wronged, I will not shed your sticky maple juice river on weekdays, I don't think about eating lotus chicken, who will flow in." ”

The woman looked away and asked, "Why have you come here?" ”

"It's really a relative who came to find the little banshee, I haven't drunk for a long time, and I want to drink more." The woman stopped talking, Zhang Yanya put the wooden bead next to her finger, and she grabbed it between her fingers and rubbed it slowly.

There were only half of the blackened mud walls left in the Fuxiang Garden, not to mention the wine, but there were more than a dozen corpses stuck in the soil. The corpses were undecomposed, their flesh was black and white, swollen with maple juice, and they had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

At this time, two shadows, one pink and one white, were rushing from a distance. Pink jade rushed straight into Zhang Qianya's arms, a pair of misty autumn waves were moving, pink cheeks were delicate, and Qiong's nose and cherry lips were all lovely, which was the most pleasing appearance. Zhang Lingya Xiangyu entered her arms, only feeling plump and soft, and couldn't help but think about it, thinking that if she could see her delicate and petty after the battle, it would be really a ghost and a charm...... Just as he was about to savor it, Mo Ruyi suddenly stepped forward, leaned close to Zhang Qianya's ear and said, "Dao Chief, I wonder if the Pink Jade Fairy and the lady lying on the ground know each other?" We still need to be referred. ”

Zhang Qianya couldn't stand the distance of the male voice licking his ears, so he had to let go of the pink jade and let go of the way, and his chest was cold for a while. Pink Jade didn't react at first, and was looked up and down by Hongxi, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said eagerly: "I came to Lotus Leaf Township for half a month, everything is fine, people are alive, although they have never been able to enter, but I have seen from afar that people in the village are free to enter and exit, and I have just found out that something is wrong with Hongxi, and I want to come in to investigate but I am blocked by the enchantment......"

Pink Jade's argument was interrupted by the sound of the maple's laughter, and she twitched her shoulders in spite of everyone's eyes, laughing miserably. Mo Ruyi was frightened, so frightened that he took a few steps back, and was tripped by Zhier, who was sitting on the wooden board with his eyes closed, and fell into his arms, Zhier suddenly opened his eyes, and his voice was like thunder: "Zhang Qianya!" ”

Zhang Lingya was stunned, and followed the prestige into Zhier's dark eyes, and he felt inexplicably frightened.

The maple demon rose into flames, her body suddenly rose to the ground, several feet above the ground, and her waist turned into a huge tree root, she turned around and trembled and laughed, her red hair was swaying, bullying the frost and snow, "Oh my God." Firmament! A few sips of food and drink! You're too contemptuous of my maple! The roots of the tree swam quickly, and they rolled towards each of the five people. Zhang Lingya reacted very quickly, and with his backhand, he made a "forgiveness", and cut off the roots of the tree that attacked him with a sword, while the other four people avoided it and were swept into the air. Except for Zhiji, who was silent, the three of them were all scorched by the blue-green demon fire and wailed in pain.

Zhang Lingya didn't have time to think about which one to save first, so he ran to the red seal nearby. "Forgiveness" has just been forced to play a sword song, and its vitality is unsustainable, so it can only be slashed and killed as an ordinary blade. Zhang Qianya was anxious and annoyed, he didn't expect that this maple demon would not hesitate to burn the demon spirit to pull them to the end, it was the demon spirit of the thousand-year-old demon, once it was completely ignited, the five of them would be wiped out along with the maple dye.

Chiji only felt that the blood in his body was hot, his throat was unusually thirsty, and there was no spittle, he stared at the maple, the pitch-black pupils were as sharp as needles, and the two thick lips turned quickly, spitting out a string of obscure. The short sentence was completed in an instant, and the roots of the tree that were holding a few people hung down instantly, and the blue-green demon fire flashed, and all of them were extinguished.

The maple demon was shocked, and brought the Chiji who had blocked her burning demon spirit to her eyes, and asked in disbelief, "Who are you?" …… A monk?! ”

Zhang Qianya took the opportunity to break through the giant vine with a few swords to rescue the three of them, took out a few pills and threw them to them, and when he turned around, he saw that Zhiji had not been put down, his eyes were dark, and the hand hidden in his wide sleeve quietly pinched the fire starter.

Zhiji didn't answer the rhetorical question, and his tone was flat: "What's wrong with us, it's worth burning your true spirit." ”

The maple demon was stunned for a moment, and two lines of clear tears flowed down, and then became more and more muddy, and the tears turned into viscous maple sap, staining the thick and pale face. She opened her mouth and howled loudly without much imagery, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth: "What's wrong? My more than 100 years of hard work were ruined by your hands! The plan to save the common people was delayed by a few Meng Lang children! What do you say is wrong! I'd like to ask you Shamen monk, what kind of demonic path are you cultivating, and what are the benefits of ruining your souls?! When the saliva choked, she instinctively wiped it with her backhand, and the maple sap smeared her face, and she cried like a child.

Zhang Yanya sighed slightly, and let go of the half-pinched fire trigger, the appearance of the maple demon made him really unable to do it.

Looking at Zhi Er again, it is really like the Buddha enshrined in the temple, the treasure is solemn, and he is not angry and arrogant: "You have ruined the lives of the people, harmed one party, and sucked hundreds of people into dry corpses, I don't know what kind of plan makes you so reckless of humanity, does not abide by the etiquette of the demon world, and sucks the souls of others to improve your cultivation?" ”

When Fan Yu heard that his relatives had no chance of survival, Qiu Bo was in chaos, and stepped forward with his two swords in his hand and asked loudly: "You are so bold, my ....... dear"

"Stupid and short-sighted!" The huge and beautiful body of the maple demon fluttered with vines, and the light and shadow swayed. The honey-colored wooden beads hung on her arms and floated, and her red hair was like a long glow in the sky, forming a strong demon under the faint autumn color, "I only need the soul of a few thousand people to be promoted to a demon god, and now the people's livelihood is withering, five chaos is chaotic, and a battle is slaughtered by more than ten thousand people, if I succeed once, I can make a body for him, and I can ensure stability for three hundred years, is it not a blessing for the world!" ”

Pink Jade suddenly burst out, the twin swords slashed out, and between the lightning and stone fire, the maple demon let out a miserable scream, her body suddenly shrank, and the red light leaked, she covered her head and froze to the ground, blood gushed out, and merged into a pond around her.

Tomoji was tightly pinched by the roots of the tree and slowly descended again. The maple demon turned her face towards him, and the Heavenly Spirit Cover cracked through it, and the blue-green tongue of fire jumped from it and swept across her face, and she asked intermittently, "Great Monk, are you okay?" Tomoji shook his head.

"Hug ...... Hug me. The maple demon's voice became weaker and weaker, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he looked at Zhiji with antiquity. Chiji walked over, but didn't hug her, and looked at her condescendingly.

In the crack of the bluestone pile next to the maple demon's legs, a gray-haired puppy drilled out, stretched out its claws and sunk into the blood, and a pair of black eyes rolled around on its bony face, and it arched its body, twitching its wet nose. Zhang Lingya was amazed, jumped to the maple demon's feet, and picked it up with one hand, as if carrying a dry firewood. "Dry firewood" was buried in his chest and no longer probed, and the blood stains stained with dog hair stuck to his dark clothes, Zhang Qianya casually pinched the dust cleaning spell, and the breeze blew and washed him and the black dog clean.

Fan Yu was originally angry, and just used a move to kill the maple demon to stretch out, but she didn't expect that there was a living creature in this room, but unfortunately it was not her relative, and she couldn't be rude to Daxian, so she turned her head and mocked Zhi Er: "You monks are used to pretending, and you just scolded her for ruining the souls, so quickly and flirtatious." ”

Zhiji turned his head when he heard the voice, and suppressed his voice for fear of shaking away the maple demon, "You just kill her, why do you still throw demon fire to burn her soul!" With such a mind, how can one attain the right result? His tone was calm, not like blame, but a little helpless.

Fan Yu was not convinced, and wanted to compete with Zhier, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhang Lingya surrounded by a black dog, and he also showed sympathy for the maple demon, and hesitated for a while.

At this moment, a powerful air flow rose into the sky, and countless red leaves broke through the sky like a group of butterflies, constantly shuttling and pouring in, and gradually faded out without a trace. The glow of the sun is endless, and all kinds of scenes are brought in with the red butterflies, and the illusion floats for a while————

The maple maple is a red color, vaguely covering the small building arch. A tall woman turned around, couldn't see her face clearly, and said to the crowned monarch, "Since I married to Xu Guo, I only laughed for the monarch, and never asked for it." Now the monarch refuses to help my brother, thinking that it is not good to support the monarch to defend the country, so I have to go to my uncle's house to try my luck. After the woman finished speaking, she walked out of the wall and boarded the carriage that had been stopped for a long time. The little maple demon who had just opened his mind looked at Mrs. Xu Mu with a look of temptation of the world.

The grass grows and the warbler flies, the building wall collapses, and the maple tree that is not suppressed by the city grows rapidly, and soon it will be like a pavilion, and the story of the new Xu city is constantly changing. One day, after watching an argument, she left Xu Di at sunset. The mountains and rivers are turned over frame by frame with the most beautiful posture, like a classic book in her hand. Dressed in the fragrance of books, countless nostalgic eyes chased the illusory atmosphere, she smiled happily and never stopped.

Above the crowd entering and exiting the city gate, there was a plaque of Xu County, and the banners of Han and Cao were erected around the city wall at the same time. She took on the form of a man, returned here, and took up residence in the tallest tree on Kuilou Street. Under the tree, there was a little novice peeing, the little novice had clear eyebrows, round eyes and shining, and the little finch was facing her face in the hollow of the tree.

Angry, he conjured up a snake-like human face with fangs, and frightened, "Beware of me eating you again." Little Shami burst out crying, wiping her tears with her urine-sprinkled hands, she snorted and wanted to spare him, but Xiao Shami suddenly stretched out his arms, bypassed her blood-red long tongue and touched her cheeks, tears in the corners of her eyes and smirked: "All beings." ”

Her face shook for a while, and she turned into a boy, squatting on the roof beam to watch the young novice doing his homework, and asked boredly, "Little monk, why did you come to Xudu?" The bald boy did not open his eyes and replied, "All beings." "Just like it was all those years ago.

The little boy pouted and asked, "Little monk, who do you love the most?" The young man said, "All beings." He chuckled as he asked, and when he heard the answer, he shrunk back against the beam, and couldn't help but laugh again. He jumped down from the beams of the house, chopping wood and carrying water with the boy, and the wooden stakes and the pouring rain flew wildly.

The big hands of Cang Jin's arms pushed away the firewood, pulled them to walk on the green grass, bowed his head and asked gently: "What do you think is the difference between the various gates in the world?" "The novice who has grown into a young man has a precious light on his face, and he replies to the master in an orderly manner, he is barefoot in a yellow shirt, and he is beautiful. The old man looked to the other side, and the young man was dyed with a smile, "I don't understand, I just know that my door is the best." The old man shook his head and asked him why.

"Because I love all living beings, not individuals." The old man groaned a little, touched the top of his head again, and said approvingly: "Qi Ran is ignorant, but he also knows my mind, I have made a special trip to take you to practice at the feet of the Son of Heaven, just to see the state of affairs of all living beings, to know the transient vanity of the powerful, and to see the eternal Tai of the positive fruit." "The young man and the relatives are all in agreement.

The young man took a step in front of Qi Ran, raised his body, put down his hoe, wiped his tears for her and said, "Don't cry, everyone dies, I once made a prophecy for the master, he held my hand and told me not to care." Tears still poured out from the young man's fingers, Qi Ran pulled down the young man's hand, choked up, and said, "What about you, what is your proverb?" The young man took her to the earthen tomb, stared at the tombstone for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "If I don't get the right result, I will enter the army and star path in sixty years, kill innocents in my life, be killed by blood relatives, cut off children and grandchildren, die and be wiped out, and the people and demons of Middle Earth are mixed, and the life path is chaotic for three hundred years." Qi Ran stroked the tombstone, raised his head and smiled: "Senior brother can prove the right result, and he will not die." The two walked side by side towards Xu Ducheng, a few years of weeds and a hundred years of trees, and many new graves along the way.

Qi Ran pushed open the door, walked to the carriage and bounced and waved. The handsome middle-aged monk got out of the carriage and said solemnly: "Why are you still like a child, if it weren't for the skillful palace driver, he would definitely hit you." After thanking the palace frame, the two of them went inside, and the monk stepped half a step over the threshold, staring at his toes, and no longer moved. Qi Ran looked sideways, "Senior brother, you are not happy to describe the Fa for the Son of Heaven today?" The man helped Qi Ran, saw that he didn't dare to move, and sighed: "I'm afraid I can't get through this hurdle, I care too much about the world." Qi Ran couldn't help but shake his head, but he didn't say anything.

Qi Ran walked with him, and his figure became more and more depressed. Qi Ran went into the room to rest and said that he was going to serve dinner. It was dark outside the door, and a gust of wind blew the bamboo shadow Cui Wei, Qi Ran turned around to ask, only to see him sitting on the futon, his head tilted to the side, and he was already dead. Qi Ran rushed forward, paused an inch in front of him, looked at his body like a jade candlelight, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, until the window was bright, she covered the back of his hand, red hair grew crazy, this was the first time she showed her body in front of him, her face was beautiful, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.

Maple-dyed burst into tears, and her hoarse voice was crooked, "The Buddha body does not dare to blaspheme, but I wish it could be embraced in the next life." ”