At this time, the thatched hut is dark, and the old road of resting on the straw couch is set off like a strange and evil one, which is unsettling.

"I didn't expect that the little elf would also make a discordant scheme."

Mo Chuan sneered: "If I deliberately frame me and stab me in the back, which one is not good, and I still need you to remind me?" ”

"What do you mean, old man? After saying that the inside of the house belongs to you, and the outside of the house belongs to me, why do you want to swallow the prey alone? ”

Outside the house, there was an angry scolding.

Mo Chuan was dumbfounded when he heard this, I don't know if this is the collusion between the old Tao and the spirit? Or is the spirit too cunning?

He groaned slightly, and said no more.

At this time, the more you depict it, the darker it becomes, it is better to keep your mouth shut.

As for how these people choose? What does it have to do with him!

Pershing and the others, who were trembling and hiding on the west side of the hut, were frightened and frightened at this time, and they didn't know what to do.

"Dao Chang Kaien, Qiao Gongzi is the son of the county lieutenant of Qingshui, today he lost the barren mountain, the county lieutenant will definitely send someone to find it, and I hope that the Taoist will raise his noble hand!"

Pershing was terrified of begging words, and the meaning of intimidation was hidden in his words.

Mo Chuan glanced at it and said, "As a person in the Dao Sect, how can you be in the same stream with the spirits?" Whether a few believe it or not, if you want to go, you can leave, and if you want to stay, you will stay. ”

Hearing the sound outside the house, he screamed: "Okay, you old bastard, you really want to swallow all the prey, see if I don't eat you too!" ”

The bloody spirit, which had already been stirred up by the blood food, made a loud noise, rolled up the mountain wind and rain, and rushed into the thatched hut.

Rushed straight to Mo Chuan.

At a glance, it was a white-haired fox with a scarlet mouth, stepping on the billowing wind.

It has already thought about it, and if it kills the old way, this group of people will inevitably scatter and flee.

That will be the beginning of its gluttonous feast.

"Whew!"

Unexpectedly, Lao Dao seemed to have been prepared, and when he raised his hand, a five-thunder token shot out!

Thorn -

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder contained in it shot out, like a cloud from the dragon, shining all over the house, terrifying the white-haired fox when it was empty.

But when the fox enters the air, how can there be a place to borrow power?

Even if he suddenly twisted his waist and changed direction, he couldn't catch up with the swift thunder.

Suddenly, the thunder light entered the body, and the white fox "squeaked" and screamed, stiffening all over.

Inertia had to fly towards Mo Chuan.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the void, pulled out the stainless steel seven-star sword from the sacrificial furnace, and poked the sword into the white fox spirit monster sent to the door!

"Poof!"

The long sword entered his throat, and the blood burst out, and the blood spilled all over his face, and the smell was fishy.

This scene is said slowly, but it is actually extremely fast.

In the eyes of Pershing Si and the others, they only saw the spirit rolling up a strange wind and pouring in, and then they saw a cold light, shining in the sky.

When the sword dissipated, I saw Lao Dao sitting on a straw couch, raising his sword and stabbing it!

At the tip of the sword, a huge white-haired fox, hanging limply.

When everyone looked at it, they could faintly see a fox-like soul struggling out of the white fox's corpse.

"Evil animals, dare to psychic in front of the poor road?"

Mo Chuan scolded angrily, and a ghost-deterring urn shot out, and the white fox suddenly screamed, and his soul was destroyed.

After doing all this, Mo Chuan suddenly felt that his eyes were dark.

The seven-star sword that stabbed the white fox no longer had the strength to lift it, and it fell to the ground with a "clang".

On the old body, a layer of cold sweat broke out, and the muscles of the whole body were even more sore.

Obviously, the blow just now had exhausted the strength of the old Dao.

After a while, Mo Chuan came back to his senses out of breath, picked up the fragrant tea that Pershing had just sent, and poured a big sip, feeling refreshed.

"Why-"

"Mr. Pan—"

At this time, there was a faint shout outside the hut, and Pershing Si and others, who had long been scared into quails, were stunned when they heard the sound and listened carefully.

"My dad is here!"

Qiao Gongzi was overjoyed when he heard this, and before they could go out to greet them, there was a sudden howling and crying outside.

Listening to the crying, it was crying about the dead daughter of the Qiao family.

Come to think of it, for a while, the fox spirit did not eat and wipe the female dependent.

"Boom la la ......"

There was a sound of footsteps, and when I looked around, I saw several servants of the courtyard with a tiger's back and a middle-aged man breaking in.

"Daddy—"

When Qiao Gongzi saw the comer, he was so excited that he exclaimed.

"You're all right, right? Yes? You okay? ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly approached, checked his baby son left and right, and was obviously frightened by the corpses outside.

"Dad, I, I'm fine! It's okay! ”

Qiao Gongzi finally put his mind at ease.

"What happened, son? How does Shu'er ...... How do you die outside the house? ”

When Qiao's father saw that his son was fine, anger came out in his heart.

"Dad, we've got spirits!"

"What?"

Qiao's father was shocked.

Qingshui County Ling had just been killed by a sneaky head, and now his son was attacked by spirits again, how could he not panic?

Qiao Gongzi hurriedly explained the ins and outs of the matter, 1510 and 1510, for fear that Qiao Shu's death would depend on him.

"In Xiaqingshui County, Lieutenant Qiao Mingyuan, thank you for saving your life!"

After hearing this, Father Qiao hurriedly bowed to Mo Chuan.

His eyes couldn't help but look at the white fox spirit monster that fell to the ground and was inserted with a seven-star sword.

"Helping the world and helping people is the duty that should be done." Mo Chuan surrendered.

"You vixen! Why do you want to harm my daughter, I will break your body into thousands of pieces, crush your bones and scatter ashes! ”

Suddenly, a person stumbled outside the door, raising his foot to trample on the corpse of the white fox on the ground.

"Brother Yuhong, mourn! Condolences! ”

Seeing this, Qiao Mingyuan hurriedly stopped this person and comforted.

"My daughter is dead, there is no corpse, how can I mourn!? How do you make me mourn?! ”

The person who came howled and cried, crying and crying, and suddenly pointed at Mo Chuan and scolded:

"Okay, you bull-nosed old man, since you can kill this spirit, why don't you eradicate it as soon as possible and let it harm my daughter? Yes! My daughter, you died a miserable death! ”

The sound of crying and cursing made those who heard it sad and those who saw it wept.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan shook his head, sighed, and did not argue.

The dead are greater.

Thinking about it, whoever has raised the yellow flower girl for more than ten years dies, and he can't withstand such a blow.

Acting crazy and talking gibberish, you can understand.

He didn't bother to argue about what was right or wrong.

"Brother Yuhong mourns, don't talk nonsense."

Seeing this, Qiao Ming comforted him, and then gave the servants a look and asked them to take Qiao Yuhong out.

At this time, Qiao Yuhong is obviously not in a state of being reasonable.

"I'll forgive you, my cousin has this young daughter in middle age, and he has always been very precious. Now that he has suddenly suffered a catastrophe and his mind is blinded, he is talking nonsense! ”

"It's okay!"

Mo Chuan waved his hand, thought for a while, and said:

"It's a pity that the old way is shallow, and I have always been helpless against this beast, and I have been practicing penance so far, and now I have finally cut off this big trouble! I don't want to, but I still owe a debt for my life! ”

Hearing this, Qiao Mingyuan hurriedly waved his hand: "Dao Chief's words can't be helped!" I can't help it! If you want to talk about life debt, this is what my Qiao family owes to the Taoist, how can there be any reason why the Taoist owes my Qiao family? ”

Qiao Mingyuan is the patriarch of the Qiao family, and in this world where the clan is big, it is not an exaggeration to say this on behalf of Qiao Yuhong.

Pershings, who had never spoken, suddenly arched his hand and said:

"The Taoist chief is cultivating and building a temple here, isn't it to guard this evil beast?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions when they looked at Mo Chuan suddenly changed.

"Just begging for a living in a barren mountain!" Mo Chuan waved his hand.

Qiao Gongzi, who was still palpitating, heard this familiar words, and a little embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face!