The side of the pool of blood.

Gu Qing, who was standing with his hands in his hands, was expressionless.

After he spoke, no one responded.

His gaze darkened, and he looked into the distance.

A few hundred feet away.

A faint white rainbow fled quickly.

The figure in the white rainbow was the plump and beautiful woman who had ridden the same horse with the leading man before.

Now.

This plump beauty, on top of that delicate face, has a calm expression and a trace of panic.

'This cultivation is invincible! ’

There was a horror in her eyes.

Just now.

She almost died like those ordinary people.

The short-haired young man in black just now, using his fingers as a knife, chopped the golden mangs from his palm, and in an instant, he cut off the dozen or so big men, even the horses and prisoner carts.

Rao is so.

She was still cut off a lock of green silk, and the golden rays drawn by the short-haired young man almost brushed her scalp.

'This short-haired young man in black has an unknown cultivation, but he can see the power of this cultivation's casual blow, and it is expected that his cultivation will be at least in the late stage of qi refining! It is really unexpected that the Chang family has fallen to such an extent, and there is such a powerful enemy......

The nun pondered.

All of a sudden.

She had escaped a few hundred feet again.

A hint of happiness came to her heart.

Fortunately, the old lady saw the opportunity quickly. ’

She thought she was out of danger.

'It seems that this Xiu doesn't have any intention of chasing after the old lady, or is this Xiu not good at flying with the sword, and his speed is extremely slow? ’

She guessed to herself, her tastured figure loosening slightly.

But don't wait for this sense of rejoicing, continue to take half a breath.

Gu Qing didn't know when he had jumped into the air.

He blew lightly towards the white rainbow below.

Little Breather!

A stream of white gas came out of his mouth, and an extremely cold wind rose in all directions, and when this strong wind whistled, it turned into a white mist, and the white mist spun rapidly, condensing into a white hurricane.

The white hurricane, from above, towards the white rainbow that the female cultivator turned into, carried the huge force of the mountain cracking the rock, and pressed down.

The plump female cultivator who was flying away suddenly had a feeling of carrying a mountain, her expression changed drastically, and she couldn't control her body and fell downward.

Boom!

Bai Hong was pressed alive.

Slammed into the hard ground.

The plump nun's body trembled, and smashed a pit into the hard ground, and the white hurricane pressed her to the pit, and the nearby earth and rocks flew wildly, the vegetation was overturned, and several large trees were uprooted and smashed into the distance like grass stalks.

The ground within a hundred zhang was cut off a few feet out of thin air.

The plump nun only felt a sharp pain in the muscles and bones all over her body.

Her eyes twinkled.

The flying sword that fell to the side kept trembling, but it was in vain.

"Ah......h

In a tactful voice, she snorted coquettishly.

In the open field, this coquettish cry is extremely soft.

An astonishing force of temptation emanated from her plump figure, and if it was an ordinary monk, it would inevitably be full of distractions, and even make a fool of himself on the spot.

The short-haired young man in black was unmoved.

He came near without a sound.

The extremely cold gaze looked at the plump nun.

The plump nun bit her lower lip and made a shy look, slowly peeling off her clothes.

Soon.

The white flowers are a good scenery, and the water is rippling.

The plump female cultivator raised her eyes pitifully, looked at the short-haired young man in front of her, puffed up her chest, and said: "This Taoist friend wants the slave family to stay, and the slave family will stay, but I hope that the Taoist friend will pity ......."

Gu Qing's expression was a little playful.

It is needless to say how seductive the nuns of Hehuan Dao are.

But to shake his state of mind, it is absolutely impossible.

He condensed the cold mountain forbidden with his divine sense, and flicked his fingers at the female cultivator.

The nun was shocked.

Divine Consciousness Forbidden!

If she is forbidden by the divine consciousness, her future life and death will all be in the thoughts of the person in front of her!

A little thought of rebellion rose in her heart.

She wanted to sacrifice the magic weapon and do the thing of burning the jade.

But in a blink of an eye, she thought again.

It's just that being banned by the divine consciousness is much better than killing her on the spot, and in the future, maybe there will be a turnaround, so why bother to fight hard.

Just when the plump nun was struggling.

Frozen through the body, the coolness soaked in the soul hit.

This coolness spread from the center of her eyebrows.

All her struggling thoughts were extinguished.

'It's over. ’

A feeling called despair appeared in her heart.

Thinking of the miserable fate of the other female cultivators of Hehuan Dao after being captured by the evil cultivators, a kind of sorrow and fear that penetrated deep into her heart completely overwhelmed her.

Gu Qing didn't understand the change in this woman's mood.

He didn't care.

In his hand, his fingers flicked.

The blue ice crystal-shaped cold mountain forbidden was condensed by him with his divine sense, and it was smashed into the hundreds of bones around this woman.

"I am a country of industry and a loose cultivator, Lin Changqing."

Gu Qing spoke lightly.

"At this moment, Lin has planted a total of thirty-four divine consciousness prohibitions in the body of this Taoist friend, if this Taoist friend wants to do something unfavorable to Lin, Lin has no choice but to urge these prohibitions to explode, at that time, this Taoist friend will probably not be able to bear it and die."

His tone was calm.

It's like talking about a trivial matter.

When the plump nun heard this, she gritted her teeth with hatred.

But her heart was slightly settled.

This monk who calls himself Lin Changqing is not like an evil cultivator.

She raised her head and looked up at Gu Qing.

"Lin Changqing, Lin Daoyou......"

She opened her mouth in a delicate voice and said, "I don't know what you want the slave family to do?" The slave family thinks that the skills on the bed are still good, if the Taoist friends do not dislike it, the slave family looks at the scenery here is very good, and the two of us will take the sky as the quilt and the earth as the bed here, and come to ...... once"

Speak softly and go straight to the heart.

It's soul-grabbing and numb.

This plump female cultivator looks like she is in her thirties, her skin is as white as snow, as delicate as ivory, a pair of watery phoenix eyes, with a bit of laughter, the tight waist arc is extremely attractive, and the flowers and branches tremble lightly between her words, there are really thousands of amorous ripples.

Are the female cultivators of Hehuan Dao so of such high quality?

Gu Qing was still cold in his heart.

He withdrew his gaze.

He stood sideways and held out a finger.

"Give you time to breathe, get dressed, get up and talk."

"If you still behave like this, don't blame Lin for being ruthless, cut off your limbs with this stinky skin, waste your cultivation, and throw it into the dung pit of the mortal world."

His tone was cold and resolute.

There is no doubt about it.

The figure of the plump female cultivator trembled fiercely.

Thinking of her graceful appearance, and making such a lowly attitude, coupled with the practice of Hehuan Dao flattery for many years, I am afraid that even the first-class righteous gentleman in the world will be difficult to hold himself.

But the person in front of him had a calm expression and a clear gaze.

Obviously, there is no half of the mood.

Whether it's salivating, fiery.

Even disgust.

It's not the slightest bit!

This is undoubtedly counterintuitive.

'This guy in front of you......

Isn't it some kind of old monster who has broken his lust? ’

Thoughts turn at the same time.

The movements of the plump female cultivator are extremely fast.

She brushed the storage bag around her waist, took out a bright red dress, quickly put it on her graceful body, and stood in front of Gu Qing with her head bowed.

Gu Qing stared sideways at this plump female cultivator.

He watched quietly for a moment.

Until the nun was seen hairy.

Only then did Gu Qing speak: "What's your name?" ”

"Kaoru Shira."

The nun responded briefly and crisply.

Gu Qing bowed slightly.

He continued: "It turned out to be a friend of Bai Xun Dao, fortunately. ”

This female cultivator who called herself Bai Xun cultivated to the sixth layer of Qi refining.

The appearance and figure are quite good, I don't know why they are committed to ordinary people, or vulgar people who are vulgar to the point of reselling human flesh, or their cultivation method of Hehuan Dao, which is the way it is?

For this.

Gu Qing didn't have the idea of delving into it.

It has nothing to do with him, so why bother to dig into it?

The reason why he didn't kill this woman was because the cultivation of this female cultivator was too low, and it would be no good to kill her.

The second is to keep this woman and find out some information.

After all, he had been in the Demon Spirit Stream for three months.

Trimester.

Enough to make a lot of things change.

There was a cold wind blowing on the official road, lifting Gu Qing's clothes.

He walked slowly to the side.

Seeing this, Bai Xun hurriedly followed.

Gu Qing often took one step and could sweep a few feet away.

Bai Xun runs the exercises to urge the spiritual power in the body.

A white halo appeared all around her.

Wrapped in this white halo, she followed behind Gu Qing.

A few breaths later.

Gu Qing's voice sounded in Bai Xun's ears.

"In the past three months, all the major and small things that you know about the big and small things that have happened in the country of the industry have been transmitted through the sound transmission, and Lin Mouyan has been told again, and there must be no omissions, let alone making things up, if you dare to perfunctory Lin Mou, Lin Mou will never pity the jade."

His voice was still so cold and indifferent.

When Bai Xun heard this, his heart was shocked.

She didn't dare to slack off.

Organize some language, she said to Gu Qingchuanyan.

……

Qinghe City is a city on the edge of Huaining County.

Leshantang, is one of the best forces in Qinghe City, the hall owner Chang Xing is called Chang Da Shanren, it is said that it was once the monk family of Yingchuan County, the descendants of the Chang family, Chang Dashan people in this Qinghe City within a radius of 100 miles, the name is not small, there are often people who come to visit, come to run.

The Leshan Hall of Changda Benevolence, in the small Qinghe City, occupies more than ten acres of land, and does some things such as collecting medicines, making medicines, and selling medicines on weekdays, and is most famous for several magical medicinal foods.

It is rumored that several immortal masters heard about this and came to investigate.

After several immortal masters investigated, they were also amazed by the ingenious compatibility of the medicinal food, and they had a lot of respect for this great benevolent person.

"Treating the sick and saving people, giving porridge for disaster relief, and sheltering the victims, if you look at it from this point of view, this is really a rare good person." Gu Qing's gaze was playful, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

Children and grandchildren of the Chang family.

What a coincidence, this Chang family's blood crystal rice millet cultivation method is in his stone tablet space, and he also has more than 100 blood crystal rice millet seeds.

"What is the identity of the nun who was killed that day? What kind of relationship is it with the Yingchuan Chang family?

In colloquial language, the wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and after the defeat, the Chang family should have lost most of their cultivation resources, such as the spiritual field, the spiritual medicine garden, and the spiritual vein, most of which have been taken away by other families.

Even if there is still a small part of the spiritual field left, in the hands of the remnants of the Chang family monks, I am afraid it will be a storm. ”

Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly.