Chapter 82 Female Ghost Dong Xiaoyu, the Road of the Sun Ghost in Autumn (Ask for Subscription)

In the main hall, the anger on Uncle Jiu's face has not yet dissipated, and Qiusheng really hurt Uncle Jiu's heart and spirit this time.

Seeing this, Wan Yu sighed lightly: "Brother Dao, don't be too angry, Qiusheng has a bad temperament, this time I suffered a loss, and I will pay attention to it later." ”

"There are some things that we can't control completely, and there are always mistakes and omissions."

Uncle Nine wanted to speak and stopped, and it was very uncomfortable to hold a sulk in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm not only angry Qiusheng's prodigal temperament, but also boring, this guy has no concept of our elders paying for him at all!"

"Heaven and Earth Monarch, Wencai is the only one left, then Qiusheng has an aunt, but how long can his aunt help him?"

"As his master, and as a master, I am a father, is it possible not to worry about his future affairs?"

"This scoundrel really disappointed me!"

"The family money that they originally saved up, this time the medicinal bath also consumed seventy-seven eighty-eight, alas, ......"

"It's hard to practice, it's even harder for disciples!"

"Life is the hardest!"

Facing Uncle Jiu's sigh, Wan Yu didn't know whether to answer or not.

In fact, Uncle Jiu's strength, if he doesn't nest in the small town of Renjia Town, it will be easy to make a fortune outside.

Every time I do something, I collect a lot of money, not like a person who asks for money like that.

In this way, how much money can be saved?

Look at the four-eyed Taoist, people drove corpses to send guests, and over the decades, they saved a box of small yellow croaker.

One trip is nearly a hundred oceans, and Uncle Nine is too dull, an old man with ability and a kind and dark belly.

Otherwise, he would have made a fortune a long time ago, of course, this is also related to Taoist practice.

Daomen practice, one cause and one effect, how much you do, you will get as much as you want, and you will not ask for a sky-high price.

"Brother Dao, if you want to do more, follow Qiusheng tonight and take down that female ghost."

"Hmph, it's to take it, the disciple who has spent so much energy cultivating by the poor Dao will almost be scrapped for the old man in one night!"

"If you don't take that ghost thing, it's hard to understand the hatred in my heart!"

The peaceful Ninth Uncle's face also rose with three points of anger, Wan Yu looked at the appearance of the Ninth Uncle, and also shook his head and smiled: "Okay, I'll accompany Brother Dao tonight to see which bold ghost it is." ”

The two chatted, and Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, who were resting in the room, asked with curiosity in their eyes at this moment: "Qiu Sheng, how does that woman taste?" ”

Qiusheng lay on the bed, with a three-point moan in his throat, but his face was also with three points of ripple.

"That taste, Wencai, don't you know, the figure, appearance and skills are excellent, alas, the master is also blind, how can such a woman be a ghost?"

"Being beaten like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to make an appointment tonight, alas......"

said Wen Cai was very envious: "When will I have such a beautiful blessing." ”

"You?"

Qiusheng pouted and shook his head: "Forget it." ”

Crunch.

The door was pushed open, and Uncle Nine was holding a bottle of medicine and looking at Qiusheng with a dark face.

"Wencai, give medicine to Senior Brother Ling!"

The more he looked at it, the more angry he became, and Uncle Nine slapped Qiusheng again.

"Ouch!"

"Humph!"

Waiting for Uncle Nine to leave, Wen Cai began to give Qiusheng medicine, this medicine is very effective, it was brought down by Uncle Nine from Maoshan, and the treatment of this bruise is very bad.

As soon as the medicine was smeared, the blood immediately stopped seeping out, and at the same time, a cool feeling surrounded his buttocks, and the comfortable Qiusheng groaned.

"Shhh

"Master, such a good medicine, I didn't know to take it out earlier, but it hurt me to death."

"Hey, you just make trouble, be careful that Master will beat you again!"

"Tomorrow is the time for Uncle Shi to teach us national arts, see what you do then."

Wen Cai gloated on the side: "According to Uncle Shi's temperament, if you want to ask for leave to escape, I'm afraid you don't even think about it, it's just a small injury, Uncle Shi's temperament, tsk......"

"No, I'm so seriously injured, Uncle Shi shouldn't be like this, right?"

By night, Qiusheng had long forgotten about the rest.

The coolness from the buttocks no longer feels the pain at all, and when Uncle Nine beats people, he only hurts the flesh and skin, and the muscles and bones are fine.

Therefore, Qiusheng felt that he could get up.

Slowly getting up, except for a little pain, there is no feeling at all.

This makes Qiusheng very excited!

looked at Wencai, who was sitting and dozing off, and then saw that the lights in Master's room had been extinguished, and now that the moon was hanging high, I was afraid that it was almost late at night.

Carefully getting up, Qiusheng dressed lightly, opened the door, faced the moonlight, and went out over the wall.

And at the moment when Qiusheng left, Uncle Jiu opened his eyes, his face was black and blue, three points of anger, wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a Taoist bag, and followed behind him.

On the way, Qiusheng limped towards West Street, his face twitched, obviously walking and causing a wound, so painful and not forgetting to go to an appointment with a female ghost, what a lustful hungry wolf.

Finally, in the location of an alley, the lights were bright, but all the lanterns were lit with white lanterns.

Looking full of gloom, Qiusheng pushed open the courtyard door.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu!"

A gust of fragrant wind hit, Dong Xiaoyu looked at Qiusheng with affection, noticed the blood stains on Qiusheng's buttocks, and hurriedly asked, "Qiusheng, what's wrong with you?" ”

Qiusheng put his arm around Dong Xiaoyu's shoulders, and his face showed indignation: "My master beat you, and said that you are a female ghost, suck my yang energy, Xiaoyun, you say funny or not." ”

"I've been with Master for so many years, and it's not like I've never seen a female ghost, how can I not recognize it, besides, how can there be such a good-looking female ghost as you."

Dong Xiaoyu's body trembled, and her face was a little unnatural.

"Qiusheng, don't talk about it, come in with me, I'll see your injuries."

Qiusheng was fascinated by the fragrance of Dong Xiaoyu's body, and his eyes revealed confusion.

Lying on the bed with the fragrance of the wind, his soft and slender, cool fingers began to untie his pants, and the scratches on his skin made his heart tremble.

Looking at the wound that had already scabbed, Dong Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time carried Qiusheng on his back a mouthful of pitch-black yin qi covering the wound, and the wound began to grow new flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I didn't expect that you ghost thing really have three points of friendship, and you are willing to give up the origin of the ghost."

Wan Yu slowly walked into the courtyard, and Uncle Nine also stood in the courtyard with a cold face.

The moon is like water, cold but not glamorous.

Uncle Nine held a peachwood sword: "Qiusheng, come out!" ”

Qiusheng trembled when he heard Wan Yu's voice, and hurriedly got up, not realizing that the injuries on his buttocks were almost healed.

Now when he heard Uncle Jiu's voice, his face rose even more anxiously.

"Master, uncle, why are you here?"

Dong Xiaoyu also walked out of the house, looking at Uncle Nine and Wan Yu, feeling helpless.

"Why are we here, are you embarrassed?"

His eyes fell on Dong Xiaoyu: "Poor Dao gives you two choices tonight, either your soul is scattered, or you go to the underworld to be reincarnated." ”

Qiusheng was in a hurry, and stopped in front of Dong Xiaoyu: "Master, uncle, Xiaoyu is not a female ghost, you see, she has a shadow in the moonlight!" ”

"Master, I've been with you for so long, can the female ghost recognize it?"

"Xiaoyu is so good to me, how can she be a female ghost!"

Wan Yu sighed: "Qiusheng, come here." ”

"Uncle Shi!"

"Come here!"

Wan Yu's face sank, and the momentum of his body was directly pressed on Qiusheng's body, and Qiusheng's liver and gallbladder suddenly chilled.

Dong Xiaoyu took a deep breath and stepped forward: "Two real people, I have no ill will towards Qiusheng. ”

"It's because there is no malice that you are allowed to choose, if you have malice, you will die today."

Uncle Nine dragged Qiusheng over and kicked him over.

"Go back!"

"Master!"

Bang!

Wan Yu's hand was not so light, he kicked it in an instant, his strength flowed, he kicked it away, hung it on the wall, and a mouthful of black blood with three points of cold spurted out, and it froze into a popsicle in the air.

"Autumn Birth!"

Dong Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with anger, and her long sleeves flew, like a race straight to Wan Yu's door.

"Look for death!"

The blood burst out all over his body, a punch crossed the air, and with a bang, the ancient sword was unsheathed, the cold light flashed, and the white sleeves exploded like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

Uncle Jiu's hand sealed, the red light of the peachwood sword flashed, a sword was handed out, and the mana surged, Dong Xiaoyu was caught off guard, screamed, and the wooden sword broke through his chest and flew out.

This scene, in Qiusheng's eyes, in addition to shock, is more lonely!

"Xiaoyu, you are really a ghost ......"

Wan Yu stepped out, the thunder exploded, the five fingers were like a mountain, and when he pressed down with one palm, the sky was tilting, and it exploded.

"Ahh

The screams sounded in the dark night, the palm fell, the yin qi collapsed, and Dong Xiaoyu could no longer maintain his beautiful appearance.

His clothes turned into tatters, his face was rotten, and maggots were still hanging on it, and he crawled slowly.

Uncle Nine sneered: "Qiusheng, look, this is your little jade." ”

The whites of Dong Xiaoyu's eyes turned outward, but the emotions emanating from her body could still be felt.

Qiusheng looked at Dong Xiaoyu's appearance, thinking about everything last night in his mind, and suddenly his stomach surged.

"Gross!"

"Haha......"

"Haha......"

A burst of black qi surged, and bursts of resentment in the void suddenly rose, Dong Xiaoyu's throat was hoarse, and the void was like a night owl crying.

"Autumn birth, autumn birth, ......"

At this moment, grief, indignation, and despair suddenly rose up in Dong Xiaoyu.

Wan Yu looked at it and shook his head, this is also a bad fate.

Because of love and hate, he is about to turn into a ghost now.

Qiusheng is too, this pulls out the ruthless, scumbag fighter fighter.

The gossip mirror in Uncle Jiu's hand flipped over, pinched the seal, and the moonlight went down.

The gossip mirror flashed with golden light, and a golden beam of light fell on Dong Xiaoyu.

The black anger continued to dissipate, and for a while, the wailing continued.

Every wail and scream fell on Qiusheng's heart, and the look on his face became numb.

Wan Yu looked at Dong Xiaoyu shrouded in black qi, and under the golden light, the resentment dissipated by one point, and rose by three points.

The look on Qiusheng's face fell on Dong Xiaoyu every second and every frame, making his resentment more and more intense.

Uncle Nine couldn't hold it down when he saw this: "Qiusheng, go back!" ”

Seeing this, Wan Yu stepped on the footsteps, moved the block and smashed it down, and in an instant, under the blood of the great sun, the resentment collapsed, and the golden light shone on the soul and began to collapse.

(End of chapter)