"Fuck you, I'm not dead yet!"

Wu Chu looked at the young man who was away from the horse, and sighed, "It's really going to be a time later......"

The bloodied man fell asleep slowly, and I don't know how long it took, until he was woken up by the sound of horses' hooves.

The man struggled to get up, and his blurred vision became clearer and clearer, only to see the black-robed young man come back with a horse.

At this time, the young man on horseback, if he was seen by the girl, he would be mistaken for life.

Wu Chu pouted, reincarnation is also a good job?

"I buried them all to avoid the smell of passers-by." Wei Xia Zhi casually threw down the reins on the handle.

Wu Chu stood up slowly, wanting to laugh but couldn't laugh.

Who's going to come to this hellish place?

He climbed on the back of the horse with difficulty and said, "Slow down, take me to Luzhou City first." ”

Without cultivation, he still has the posture of a night guard boss and a night walker.

Wei Xia Zhi smiled, "Just by the way, I will be treated as a send-off." ”

When you are a night guard, it is normal for you to die, and there is nothing to be sad about.

"Drive!"

He used to be a night guard, so it was impossible for him to be sad.

The cold winter has long passed, but there is more and more frost and snow on men's heads.

In the middle of the road, in the middle of the night, Wu Chu, who had not recovered from his serious injuries, regained some vitality and asked, "Wei boy..."

"Wei Yimin, you... It's good, why is it all money when you open and close your mouth? ”

"I'm not short of money, I'm short of spirit jade... It's better not to say that Wei Yimin is me. The boy said calmly.

"Your horse has a spirit, how much does it cost to sell it?" The man looked at the strong horse beneath the boy.

The boy frowned slightly, this horse had been with him for years, and it was not just a horse.

"Will you sell eyes?" Wei Xia Zhi naturally knew that Wu Chu had secretly cried his nose, and although he was a little angry, he didn't stab him much.

The man laughed dryly.

Wu Chu was silent for a long time and then spoke, "You are also a night guard, the last nightkin died, and now I am abolished... What does the future hold? ”

"Looking for the next one?" After Wei Xia Zhi confirmed that the guqin wrapped in cloth behind his back was fine, he said: "There is still half a day to arrive in Luzhou City, and there will be a period later." ”

Wu Chu looked at the bright moon in the night sky and said with a smile: "Night Walker, as the name suggests, is for the goal, the mountains are deep and the road is long, and the night is dark. ”

Wei Xia Zhi stopped his horse and waited for him to finish.

The man continued: "Most of the night guards have the heart to destroy demons, and a few are for money, and there are few who are so pure like you. ”

"We, the night guards of the Dao Sect, died at the hands of demons, there are not too many regrets, but people like you will be reluctant."

"Let's go, I will continue to be a night guard as a martial artist, even if I don't have the opportunity to enter the Taoist sect to practice... Looking forward to seeing each other next time or teammates. ”

Wei Xia Zhi hugged his fists and said: "Home is in Reed Town. ”

"Haha...... I've been. ”

The boy smiled and gave a thumbs up, "I know." ”

The man's unprecedented old face turned red.

In the end, the young man hesitated for a long time and then turned around and asked, "Hey, is it really so good to be a disciple of that sect?" ”

He didn't understand why Wu Chu would rather destroy his Dao Ji and replace the demon.

Not everyone can practice, and that's how he is.

He didn't understand even more, the young man with the demon hunting disc was obviously just a night guard, and he obviously had a prosperous cultivation, in that case, even if Yu Feng left, others would not be able to complain about him.

Why do you have to work so hard?

Wu Chu didn't care about the injuries on his body, and he had to turn back after the wound was torn.

After he gave a thumbs up, he found that he couldn't see the boy clearly, not to mention that the boy was still blind.

Wei Xia Zhi scratched his head and rode away.

The territory of the Purple Qi Sect, five hundred miles south of Luzhou City, Reed Town.

During the spring rainy season, the sky is overcast and the drizzle is hazy.

"Whoa—drink—"

Wei Xia Zhi rode his horse back to the outside of Reed Town overnight, just at dusk.

"Have you arrived at the bamboo forest?"

The boy breathed heavily, and when he had finished asking the question, he fell off his horse.

Boom –

The strong horse snorted, and then stamped his feet in place.

The boy pulled down the hat from his head, revealing a sweaty, bloodless face.

The strong horse puffed with his nose and pushed the young man, as if he was about to urge something.

"Ahem... I'm fine, I've had a problem for years. ”

Goo-go

Wei Xia Zhi went to the bamboo to lean, took out the kettle and poured a few large mouthfuls of water, and slapped his chest vigorously.

Poof!

The black-robed young man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The strong horse in front of him was even more anxious, pushing him with his nose constantly.

Wei Xia Zhi smiled and waved his hand, then slowly took off the package on his back, took out the guqin and began to play.

The bamboo leaves seem to match the tune of the youth, or the spring equinox blowing, swaying back and forth.

After a song, the young man's face gradually returned to normal.

As soon as Wei Xia Zhi wanted to get up, he heard the old and cold voice ring from behind his ears.

"Boy, you're a weird guy."

Woo –

After the horse roared angrily, Wei Xia Zhi did not hesitate and punched to his side.

The dark shadow condensed at the young man's side suddenly dissipated.

"Is that you?"

Wei Xia Zhi stood up with the guqin in his arms and listened attentively.

"Boy, Demon Cultivator is also a human being, why are you so afraid of me?" The black mist that had dispersed once again condensed a figure.

Wei Xia Zhi frowned slightly, and after being silent for a moment, he suddenly smiled: "It doesn't matter who you are, dead people shouldn't appear here, get out!" ”

Bang!

The dark shadow was once again scattered by the teenager.

"Boy! Your disease should be born with damaged blood, as long as you lack a little blood, you will fall into a critical state, am I right? ”

Wei Xia Zhi was silent.

This demon is half right, he is indeed born with damaged blood, but it is not critical, but he will lose his mind, and he needs to play to calm himself down.

After losing his mind, as for whether he is in a coma or crazy... He didn't know either.

When Wu was in a coma, he also happened to take advantage of the time to bury those night guards and played a song, which should be regarded as seeing them off.

The young man took out a copper needle, which was the pointer on the Demon Seeking Disk.

The copper needle trembled and then fell silent.

The Demon Hunting Disc can not only sense the demonic energy, but also find people after being contaminated with blood.

"So what? Get out of the way, get out of the way. Wei Xia Zhi was about to leave with the guqin.

There are some strange spells that can make the soul of a dead person exist in the world for a short time, and this demon is estimated to dissipate soon, but it will not hurt him.

"Boy, you give me back my heart's blood, I will teach you an exercise that can quickly replenish qi and blood when you lose blood......"

"Get out!" Wei Xia Zhi became irritated when he thought of the bloodsucking sound of this demon at that time.

He wouldn't be able to practice such a disgusting and evil magic skill.

"Okay, good—" The dark shadow suddenly laughed when he saw the young man who was about to mount his horse.

Wei Xia Zhi frowned again, "What are you laughing at..."

"Ahh

The boy suddenly squatted on the ground in pain, his face painful.

"Jie Ji, that stupid demon cultivator has been killed by you, I'm not him."

"Hahaha, ghost! Soul Hunter—"

The shadow had already floated behind the boy, his hands on his shoulders.

"Boom!" The strong horse circled towards the boy on the ground, but to no avail.

Buzz –

Wei Xia Zhi let go of his hand and shook his head blankly, "What, why can't you feel it?" ”

Without vision, his other four senses are far stronger than ordinary people, especially hearing.

Now, except for his faint hearing, he can't feel the world anymore.

The black shadow looked at the soul of a young man whose soul was still without eyes, and was also stunned.

"Hehe, it's rare for a blind person like you to be."

"That's it, your life has nothing to do with me."

"Let me show you the ghost cultivation methods."

"Ghostcraft—"

"Takeaway!"

There are many evil sects in the world, but in the end, they are only divided into two major factions, ghost cultivation and demon cultivation.

The methods of ghost cultivation are strange and changeable, reckless and reckless, and the methods of demon cultivation are ruthless, bloodthirsty and brutal, and both factions are disgusted by the world.

The young man on the ground was motionless, bleeding from all his orifices, and the young man's phantom standing on him was completely dragged away.

Ding——

"Is this death? No pain, no perception. ”

"Well, if you live for seven more years, it's good luck..."

The strong horse that was circling around Wei Xia Zhi's corpse also stopped, and it seemed to see the three souls and seven spirits of the young man floating outside his body.

It snorted, pushing the boy's corpse constantly, but to no avail.

In Wei Xia Zhi's body, after the black shadow penetrated, it gradually turned into an illusory villain with the appearance of a man.

"Where's the Consciousness?" After the ghost cultivator drilled into Wei Xia Zhi's body, he searched around, but still couldn't find the location of the divine sense.

Blurring the villain's hands, he said: "Ghost art, the road to death!" ”

The illusory villain's words became more and more transparent, as if it would dissipate at any time.

"Found you! Haha—" He drilled straight in one direction.

In a dark and dull space, the ghost cultivator couldn't control the joy on his face, and slowly reached out and touched it.

"Huh? It's quite hard, how can it have a scaly texture? ”

Swish!

Suddenly, the pitch-black space was filled with blood.

The illusory villain looked at the two fierce blood-red eyes in front of him, and couldn't help but tremble, "Jiao... Dragon? ”

Click-

"Ahh

I saw the thick dragon body slowly moving around, and the friction sound from the huge scales made the illusory villain shake violently.

The pain of shaking the soul is far from being comparable to the pain of flesh and skin.

The illusory villain looked over there in pain, and in the middle of the coiling dragon, there was a ball of spiritual light!

Where is Wei Xia Zhi's divine sense?!

"What about Jiaolong!? I'm scared you can't make it! ”

The ghost cultivator's soul became more and more illusory, so he had to grit his teeth and rush away.

"Give it to me, bring it—"

Whew...

A mouthful of dragon breath swept gently, and the illusory villain instantly evaporated.