Chapter 8: Huh? What about the female doll?

The three of them walked twenty miles, Tang Xiao held a banana leaf against the sun, and from time to time came to drink two mouthfuls of cake and two sips of water, not feeling tired at all.

Although Xiao Gao and Xiao Wang also used plantain to shade the sun, they were really thirsty and tired, and they didn't dare to drink Tang Xiao's water, so they could only blame why it was so hot this day.

Tang Xiao was still wondering how long the two of them could hold out and then shout to rest, but he saw the two of them walking in front of him and fell to the ground and didn't move.

"Huh? Did you suffer from heat stroke? ”

Just as he was about to go forward to check, his throat felt itchy and sweet, and his hands and feet began to numb, and then he looked at the two people who fell to the ground in front of him, and his face was already blue.

She immediately patted the storage bag and shouted:

"Porcelain doll porcelain doll, quickly show me if there is any antidote pill in the bag, I may be poisoned."

Xie Wanying wanted to respond, she was fine in the storage bag, she had already found out the little white-faced monk's family background, and the antidote pill was naturally there.

But she couldn't respond, just now she found that someone had blocked the space, once the space was blocked, the space magic weapon could not be used, and the storage bag naturally could not be opened. Unless she cultivates to suppress or break the ban, she can't do this with a resentful spirit magic weapon.

Tang Xiao saw that the storage bag did not respond, so he had to open the bag and pour it out without worrying, but nothing was poured out.

Tang Xiao's eyelids suddenly jumped wildly.

Huh? Huh? Huh? What about my gear?

Did Xie Wanying run away with my property? Not really!!

An old whisper sounded in his ears:

"Huh? Have you already stepped into your practice? It's worthy of being an old monster who has been reborn after a day, and he is already a cultivator in less than a day, and if you are allowed to practice for a while, I'm afraid I won't have a chance. ”

Tang Xiao looked for prestige, only to see an old man in a red Taoist robe stepping over, squinting at Tang Xiao, and said lightly:

"Fellow Daoist, no matter what kind of cultivation you did before, now it's just a product, don't do it in vain, hand over the white porcelain resentment puppet and the forbidden flag, and kill my beloved disciple, let's expose it, how about it?"

The old man's body was under a lot of pressure, and Tang Xiao was obviously poisoned, so the suppressed breathing was a little difficult at the moment, and he shouted in his heart, the problem was obviously in the little white-faced monk who was not excessive.

She has killed such a person in this world, probably just asking the spirit and other methods to apply her own information, otherwise how can she even know about breaking the forbidden flag.

Lianfeng Daoren is the inner door elder of the peak of the Xixia Sect's three grades and hundred refinements, and a few years ago, he accepted a disciple Chen Deng with good talents, and he successfully built the foundation in just five years.

Lianfeng Daoist has been stuck at the peak of the hundred refining for more than a hundred years, seeing that Shouyuan is approaching, if he can't break through in the end, this Chen Deng is the back road he left for himself, and he has no choice but to rebuild.

But now that Chen Deng was killed like this, he naturally wanted to find it, not to mention that he learned from the soul of the dead disciple that there were two five-grade magic weapons, and he had to get them back.

Maybe you can exchange this for a secret method to help you break through the bottleneck.

The other party did not annihilate Chen Deng's divine soul, thinking that either he had just been reborn as Chen Deng said and was not capable of killing the divine soul, or he had a big background and was not afraid of their Xixia Sect.

No matter which one it is, he must get those two magic weapons, he is about to die, what kind of disaster he is afraid of, it is a big deal to act carefully, and not let the other party have the opportunity to transmit the news.

borrowed the magic weapon that imprisoned the space from his senior brother, and he chased after him after weighing the gains and losses.

At this moment, looking at the weak Tang Xiao in front of him, he was overjoyed, he was so weak, two five-grade magic weapons were at his fingertips, maybe there were other good treasures hidden in this storage bag.

Tang Xiao naturally didn't believe that giving him things would save his life, but he was afraid that he would hang up faster.

After calling the system for a long time, the system is pretending to be dead, is it because the system thinks that it is too bad and wants to change the host?

It's a long life, isn't it wrong? Come out and escort it, if you survive this time, you must start practicing immediately, and when you come up, you will go to do the task. Isn't it just a bubble medicated bath at home and keep practicing breathing, but you also have to give me time for lewd development!

Seeing that she didn't reply for a long time, Lianfeng Daoist immediately frowned, do you still want to struggle when she is so weak?

"Fellow Daoist, the space around this place has been confined, so there is no need to struggle in vain, bring the storage bag."

As soon as the Lianfeng Daoist waved his hand, he wanted to grab Tang Xiao's storage bag in the air, and then directly kill Tang Xiao's soul to avoid future troubles.

At this moment, a flying sword slashed and almost cut off the hand of the Lotus Peak Daoist, but fortunately he withdrew his hand in time to dodge.

The Lianfeng Daoist looked at the direction of the flying sword with a solemn expression, and saw a figure in a green shirt appear, it was indeed a young monk with an ordinary face and a square face.

The young monk glanced at Tang Xiao, turned around and said to the Lianfeng Daoist:

"Daoist friends are from the Xixia Sect, right?"

As he spoke, he threw out a bundle of immortal ropes and tied Tang Xiao behind him.

Tang Xiao didn't have the strength to resist the whole time, and his head became more and more dizzy as he watched himself fly up and down.

Seeing that he was just a cultivator in the middle of the Hundred Refinements, the Lianfeng Dao people dared to come up and rob people, and their faces suddenly sank like water:

"This girl took the old things, no matter who her friends are, you can take people away, and the things have to be left."

The young monk looked at him expressionlessly, snorted coldly, and planned to leave with Tang Xiao's sword.

Seeing that the cultivation on the other side was obviously inferior to himself, and there was no one in his eyes, the Lianfeng Daoist was also angry, took out a black bell in his hand, and shook it.

The sound of jingling bells seemed to sound from the depths of his soul, and Tang Xiao, who was bound by the rope, was directly stunned, and his consciousness seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

The young monk's body froze, and at this moment of stagnation, the Lotus Peak Daoist had already thrown out a series of forbidden flags, sealing the space in all directions.

By the time the young monk recovered with the Soul Suppression Talisman, the power of the prohibition had already been activated.

The young monk suddenly felt that it was difficult for the spiritual power in his body to circulate, so he patted the storage bag, took out a small bone of human skin, and knocked it with a bang.

The sound waves swollen in circles, and Tang Xiao, who was delirious and fell into the quagmire, suddenly ruptured his eardrum, and at the same time a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

The Lianfeng Daoist who was slashing with a sword on the opposite side was also vibrated by the sound wave and retreated again and again, and at the same time threw out a talisman.

The talisman rushed towards the young monk, and was hit by the sound wave and exploded in front of the young monk.

The young monk's nose moved slightly, and he quickly covered his mouth and nose, stretching out a defensive barrier.

I saw the smoke billowing in, quickly drowning the young monk and Tang Xiao.

The ruptured eardrum and the sharp pain of the concussion in the inner house made Tang Xiao wake up, and then he was stained with a little of this poisonous smoke, and there were bursts of burning stinging pain on his skin, Tang Xiao trembled in pain, but he didn't even have the strength to scream.

This is the monk's fighting method. Even if she has already stepped on the world of cultivation with one foot, the third-order forging body, she is still self-interested for a while...... That's too vegetable!

She didn't even know where this square-faced monk came from, he looked like he was grabbing people casually, and he didn't give her any protection, as if he could catch them alive or dead.

Blood flowed down his mouth and nose to the warm soil, Tang Xiao curled up behind the young monk, tears of pain flowed, and his blurred vision looked at the vast poisonous mist.

The world is as quiet as death, she knows that this is because of her eardrum rupture, she is going to hang up on the second day of the game, and she is still hanging so badly, Tang Xiao sighed in her heart.

I haven't seen anything in the system mall yet.

Huh? By the way, there are three more draws that are useless, although they are all supermarkets and department stores, and this is going to die, leaving it to the next host? Why?

So she was very weak and called the system to start the lottery in her heart, and the lottery wheel appeared in her mind as promised, and the huge turntable began to roll.

Tang Xiao's mind fell into chaos and gradually lost consciousness......

The young monk in the poisonous mist frowned, the operation of his spiritual power was becoming more and more blocked, and he had to break the old man's prohibition, but it would cost him a lot, so he put away his arrogance and said:

"The Taoist friend of the Xixia Sect is the deacon of the Hefeng real seat, and he came to tour the magic weapon in the warmth and cultivation at the order of the real person.

This magic weapon is a five-grade resentful puppet refined by a real person. ”

The young monk followed the aura of the magic weapon, stayed in the Ye family for a while, and didn't need him to search for the soul, just asking, and learned the whole story from the servant who happened to bump into him.

He chased after the general, and observed the female doll from a distance for a long time with a hidden breath, but he did not see her so-called master at all, but sensed that the resentful couple was in her storage bag.

was still hesitating, but I did see that this red-clothed old man was about to come out halfway, and he was actually a person who wanted to complain about his puppet.

And the little girl's so-called master didn't appear at all, so he didn't want to wait any longer, so he showed up directly, and even grabbed people and things back to hand them over.

Who knew that this old Dao of the Xixia Sect would not give up, relying on a little higher than his own cultivation, and entangled with himself, he had no choice but to report to his family, hoping that this old Dao could be more interesting.

The Lianfeng Daoist outside the prohibition turned pale when he heard this, Hefeng Zhenren He had naturally heard of it, a rare big man who was born in a loose cultivation and cultivated to the five-grade Jindan, the cave is located in Qilin County south of the Blind Mountain, and now there are twelve deacons under the seat, who are in charge of the size of the Hefeng Zhenren Cave Mansion.

He has a three-grade refinement, although he is at his peak, it is also something that Hefeng real people can pinch to death with one finger, where do they dare to covet his things.

Chen Deng's waste actually caused him to almost offend Jin Dan Zhenren.

It's not that he didn't want to continue fighting, killing the young monk, and then snatching the treasure over, after all, the back hand he prepared has not been used up, and his cultivation is still higher than that of the young monk.

But what about after snatching it?

If the young monk can chase here, it means that Hefeng Zhenren has a way to track the porcelain puppet artifact, and it is okay to dedicate the white porcelain puppet to the master, but when the time comes, Hefeng Zhenren will come to the door and cause such a big trouble, I am afraid that he will have no chance with the secret method of breaking through the bottleneck, and he will offend a Jin Dan in vain.

After weighing it for a long time, he finally chose to give up.

Hmph, go back and refine the soul of Chen Deng's gangster!

Thinking like this in his heart, the Lianfeng Daoist put away the forbidden flag, dispelled the poisonous mist, and arched his hand:

"It's old and abrupt, I don't know that this magic weapon is originally a master's thing... However, there should be a broken flag in that girl's storage bag..."

As he spoke, he looked behind the young monk, and was indeed slightly stunned.

Seeing his expression, the young monk also looked behind him.

Hey? What about the female doll?