Countless spring water girls smiled faintly, and under the dark sky, they seemed to have become the brightest light source in the world.

The broken ruins, the blood all over the ground, and the lights that seemed to exude a strange color in the distance, as well as the various impetuous sounds floating in the air, seemed to be dancing with silk and bamboo, and it seemed like someone was screaming and screaming......

All the scenes are like absurd portraits, reflected by some invisible force, and finally transmitted back to the top of Wangjiang Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there are four light curtains floating.

One of the light curtains about the Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall is the quietest, and the picture is frozen in the martial arts arena of the martial arts hall, and there has been no movement for a long time.

The martial arts arena was also empty, there was no one, but there was a mess all over the ground that had not been cleaned up.

There is also a light curtain, centered on the former site of Yaofangyuan, radiating a general scene within a radius of three miles.

It's only a radius of three miles, in fact, Mingyue Fang is so big that it's far more than that.

But this radius of three miles is too big compared to the small light curtain.

This kind of super-proportional display makes everything in the light curtain seem very small and strange, and among the monks who observed this scene, someone suddenly exclaimed: "No, is this spring water Ji growing again?" Take a look, do the total number of these phantoms of Chunshui Ji always remain at three hundred and sixty-five? ”

Some monks said solemnly: "Three hundred and sixty-five, the number of Zhou Tianxingdou!" This spring water Ji has changed like this, and there must be a deep meaning. ”

Beside the elder of the Xie family, someone asked in a low voice: "Elder, Chunshui Ji has grown so strong, do we want to send another message to the family?" Did the family respond to the previous summons? ”

Elder Xie also replied in a low voice: "Mingyue Fang was originally the territory of Qionghua Pavilion, and Qionghua Pavilion has never asked for help, so we can only wait and see from afar. ”

After a pause, he sneered softly again: "Then the City Patrol Division, didn't someone go in?" Let's see what he is capable of! ”

Elder Xie's side said: "Elder, Ye Gongzi is actually mixed with this black-clothed swordsman, this person is very mysterious, and he doesn't know ......."

Somehow, he couldn't say the rest of the words.

It's not that I can't say it, but I don't know how to say it.

Ye Sheng, with the mysterious man in black, such a combination, who knows what will happen next?

Elder Xie also didn't speak again, and the two were silent for a while.

The so-called man in black in the light curtain is naturally Song Ciwan.

She wore the vest of Lu Zhong, a black-clothed swordsman, and stood beside Ye Sheng. Seeing that above the ruins, countless spring water girls were dancing, and a few of them were shuttling past them.

Even, there was Chunshui Ji as if she was hugging each other, and walked towards Ye Sheng and Song Ciwan.

Song Ciwan gently gave in to the side, not hugging Chunshui Ji.

Ye Sheng stood still and did not move until the spring water Ji came face to face with him and passed through his body - relative to the present world, Ye Sheng is a non-existent phantom, and relative to Ye Sheng, the spring water Ji is also a non-existent phantom.

The fact that the two sides don't exist for each other is a wonderful feeling.

Ye Sheng's pale face was a little red, he raised one hand, his thumb clasped his middle finger, made a gesture of Taoist practice, and kept chanting in his mouth: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, bless me with a clear heart, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, bless me with a clear heart......"

Song Ciwan thought that he didn't dodge or dodge for something, but it turned out that Ye Sheng was actually exercising his concentration.

Looking at Zhou Bo and Wang Yi in the ruins, Wang Yi closed his eyes tightly, and let countless spring water Ji grope on him, but he never opened his eyes.

What's interesting is that although the Chunshui Jie are coiled around him, but through the golden light protection of the word "no doubt", in fact, there is still a slight distance between the two, and the Chunshui Jie can't really touch Wang Yi!

On Zhou Bo's side, Zhou Bo did not close his eyes, but instead kept his eyes open, while whispering in his mouth: "No self, no one, no beings, no longevity, red pink skeletons, white bones, flesh and ......"

"Pink skull, white bones, flesh and ......"

"Witch, you can't confuse me!"

He let out a low cry, and the blue light on his body skyrocketed again.

The tanuki slave was held in his arms, and his body arched slightly as the blue light on his body floated, making a weak meow sound.

The few Chunshui Ji who were closest to Zhou Bo let out a delicate scream of pain, bang, bang!

Again, the figure of the three spring water queens exploded in the air, turning into empty smoke.

In the void all around, soon the same number of spring water Ji came out of thin air, some spring water Ji was crying, and some spring water Ji was laughing.

Crying only said: "Lang Jun is so ruthless, yesterday I was still Qingqing, today I want Qingqing's life, the most fickle person in the world, it turns out to be a man?" ”

The one who smiled said softly: "Lang Jun, aren't you a scholar?" Why do you have to rely on Buddhist scriptures to cultivate your mind? Lang Jun, your heart is upset, yes or no? ”

"Lang Jun, come and see the slave family, isn't the slave family beautiful?"

"Lang Jun, you readers often say that there is Yan Ruyu in the book, so you can take a look, is it the beauty of Yan Ruyu in your book, or is it more beautiful like the slave family?"

One after another, all kinds of sounds, like magic sounds, must penetrate the eardrum and hit the heart.

Zhou Bo didn't answer, and Chun Shui Ji said: "Lang Jun, do you really want to turn your back on Confucianism?" You only know how to chant, but you don't dare to answer me, your heart is empty, hehehehe......"

"Red and pink skeleton, white bones, skin and flesh ......" Zhou Bo's chanting suddenly stopped, he hugged the raccoon slave in his arms, looked directly at one of the Chunshui Ji and said, "Witch, you can't shake me!" If you don't believe it, why don't you and I make a bet. ”

"If you lose, you will be your true nature!"

Chun Shui Ji smiled and said, "If the slave family wins, will Lang Jun also show his true body?" ”

"Hey, but it doesn't work! Lang Jun's true body was originally here, and he used it as a bet, but the slave family lost. ”

"Lang Jun, if you lose, the slave family doesn't want your life, as long as you also wrap your little feet, is that good?"

Zhou Bo immediately said: "It's very good, so I will use this oath as evidence, and the document is proof, and the student Zhou Bo bets against the witch......"

As he spoke, the hand he was holding the Dao Jue suddenly changed its gesture, and a blank scroll flew out from his wide sleeve.

The scroll unfolded in an instant, and with a wave of the pen between Zhou Bo's fingers, he dipped a bit of ink from the ink sac on his waist, and wrote a gambling contract on the scroll in the blink of an eye.

This series of actions seems to be a long story to describe, but in fact, Zhou Bo's hand was so fast that it almost gave birth to an afterimage, but in the blink of an eye, the written document flew out, and it was divided into countless parts in a moment, and each one flew to a spring water girl!

The spring water girls in all directions suddenly screamed.

(End of chapter)