"Jingle bell ......" a pleasant bell rang, and the unprecepted hand held the Zen staff and stepped into the air, one step ten miles away, two steps to five miles, three steps to Yan Yunting.

"Lao Tzu really didn't make you a friend in vain." Yan Yunting sniffed, so excited that he was about to cry.

"Don't be so reluctant next time, otherwise you may die." Wujie grabbed Yan Yunting's wrist, and a majestic sea-like true qi suddenly intervened, completely cutting off the absorption of the gall.

Yan Yunting and Qing Yan both fell from the sky. When she fell, Yan Yunting held Qingyan with her backhand and hugged her tightly in her arms.

"Ouch!" Yan Yunting landed on his back and laughed in pain.

"Yan Yunting, are you okay?" Qing Yan raised her head, her eyes full of guilt and concern.

"I knew that there was so much meat on your ass, so I used you as a backdrop." Yan Yunting smiled and blinked, his hands were not very honest.

"You...... Why didn't I crush you to death! Qing Yan glared, blushing and pulling her body away.

Yan Yunting smiled and propped himself up, and beckoned to Wujie: "Master Wujie, is the placement on the ink boat complete?" ”

Wujie said softly: "It has been sent to the cool river, and there is no danger all the way." ”

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you next, especially the old miscellaneous hair, this plague he created, it's best to catch it alive." Yan Yunting commanded.

Wujie nodded in response, and calmly walked towards the Ten Thousand Poison King.

"Huh...... Is there another one to die? "The King of Ten Thousand Poisons despised the Undisciplined.

The black and white shuangsha proposed on the side, "Poison King, this monk is ten miles in one step, and the force is unfathomable, and now it is almost dawn, and we have to retreat." ”

"Retreat? That small. Mixed. Seed is a scourge, and if I don't kill him tonight, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart! The Ten Thousand Poison King resolutely refused to retreat, waved his scepter, and summoned the bronze armor poisonous corpse to kill Wujie.

Wujie changed his previous indifference, his sword eyebrows tightened, and he became extremely serious, he threw the Zen staff in his hand into the air, and said softly: "Go!" ”

The Zen staff broke through the air and attacked the poisonous corpse.

The copper armor that the sword could not cut before, the Zen staff knocked it into pieces with a blow, and the poisonous corpse without the copper armor had no power to parry, and the kung fu was smashed by the Zen staff one by one in the blink of an eye.

"My bronze armor poison corpse ......" the Ten Thousand Poison King was heartbroken.

"I said a long time ago that this monk's strength is unfathomable, and now it seems that at least he has reached the realm of perfection! King of Ten Thousand Poisons, if you love to fight, you will stay by yourself, but we will escape—"

Black and white are trying to escape.

Where can I escape?

"You can't go."

The voice arrived, the person had arrived, and he didn't know when he dodged to block the way of the black and white evil.

"Fight with him!" The black and white pair throws the hook lock.

Wujie clasped his hands together, and did not dodge, and there was a faint golden aura cover outside his body, allowing the iron rope to smash and bind, and he was not moved at all.

Wujie shook his head, crossed his eyebrows and said coldly: "If you do a lot of evil, you should be punished for your crimes." ”

He was shocked, and the hook lock broke "bang"!

He grabbed a broken hook lock in each of his left and right hands, pulled it back slightly, and was dragged to him along with the black and white shackles.

The black and white were horrified, but when they wanted to escape, it was too late, and two Buddha lights were shocked from the air, blowing the two into blood foam in the air!

Seeing this situation, the Ten Thousand Poison King took off his coat and threw it into the air, shouting, "Ten Thousand Gu Gu is alive!" ”

The dense eggs brought out the black robe, and as soon as they landed, one by one the black flying insects broke out of their eggs, and in an instant, they turned into a black and oppressive insect tide, and their target was the mirage ahead!

"If you are bitten by my poisonous insects, you will definitely die, monk, you better go and save people, the old man will go first!" The King of Ten Thousand Poisons recalled his robe, covered his body, and disappeared on the spot.

Wujie didn't pursue the Ten Thousand Poison King again, and immediately turned around and chased after the insect tide.

Yan Yunting hurriedly chased to the area where the Ten Thousand Poison King disappeared, and searched everywhere but did not find his figure, "What about this old miscellaneous man?" Could it be that he will not be able to do stealth! ”

"Where in this world is there any stealth technique, he escaped away." Qing Yan said.

"This old immortal thing, half of the body was originally in the ground, and now the whole body is in the ground, I curse you can't get out!" Yan Yunting scolded at the vast sea of sand.

In the vast sea of sand right now, where can I find someone who can escape?

Not far away, the mirage has been forced to stop by the insect tide, Wujie and the Peacock Tower are guarding the side of the boat, each showing their magic to resist the invasion of poisonous insects, but the poisonous insects are small and the number is huge, and they really can't get rid of it for a while.

"Yan Yunting, use your trick!"

"I have too many tricks, where are you talking about that?"

Qing Yan pointed to the wine bag on Yan Yunting's waist and said, "It's the trick you used last time to drive away the crows in the mirage, just like the trick of breathing fire in the juggling team." ”

Yan Yunting suddenly realized and laughed: "This is not some kind of juggling, ordinary people really can't come." As he spoke, he took off the wine bag, tilted his head and poured a large mouthful into his mouth, climbed into the mirage from behind, and took an oil lamp along the way.

He stepped on the bow of the ship and used the oil lamp as a primer, "Poof! "Spewed out the liquor, the liquor burned quickly when it met the fire, like a blue fire dragon, "crackling......" poisonous insects were scorched, and the smoke and stench were so thick that people couldn't open their eyes!

Then, he squirted several sips of liquor in succession, and the fire that burned spread through the whole field of insects, and in a short time the poisonous insects were burned away.

"Alas, it's a pity that my good wine is good." Yan Yunting shook the bottom-up wine bag, smiled and poured it down.

"It's dawn." No ring said lightly in front of him.

The dawn dispelled the darkness, the long night was finally over, the wind and sand had stopped, the danger had disappeared, and everyone's hanging hearts could finally be put down.

When the sun was in the sky, the mirage sailed from the sand sea into the cool river, and the people on the boat took turns paddling, with the sails and power, and finally caught up with the ink boat in front at dusk.

Yan Yunting took out the spirit stone in the ink cartridge, recharged the ink boat, and then let the ink boat pull the mirage to full power, and it only took one day and one night to sail out of the Lianghe.

In the early morning of the third day, the sound of apes on both sides of the river woke everyone up, and there were already fishing boats on the riverside, and the fresh air was accompanied by bursts of flowers.

Yan Yunting was still standing at the bow of the boat, stretching his waist, and after the canyon was Qingzhou, he could finally return to normal life.

But Xu had experienced the suffering of the plague, but he could not be happy. With the speed of the spread of the plague, how many days can the good life on earth last?

"You have stood all night, drank this bowl of porridge, and went down to rest." Qing Yan walked up to the bow of the boat with a bowl of steaming millet porridge.

Yan Yunting glanced at the bowl and said with a smile: "Your bowl of porridge...... How many grains of rice can you fish? ”

"Do you like to drink or not, there are so many people on the boat, it's good to be able to serve you such a big bowl." Qing Yan forced the bowl into Yan Yunting's hand.

Yan Yunting smiled and took a sip of rice porridge and asked, "What are your plans in the future?" ”

Qing Yan glanced at the boatload of homeless people, and sighed melancholy: "Peacock Tower has a home anywhere, but these homeless people, where can Kyushu give them a pure land to live in, not to mention that they are still from the Western Regions......"

"It's a nuisance."

The Hu people of the Western Regions have never had a good reputation in the Central Plains, and there are at least more than 4,000 people on the two ships, and clothing, food, housing and transportation are all big projects.