"Crackling—"

There was a faint, small crackle of flames from the campfire.

Ning Caichen leaned against the corner, pillowing the bookbag and cloth, half-open eyes, and cautiously looked at Zhao Lihe and Ding Xian beside the fire.

After a while, Ning Caichen still couldn't sleep, and couldn't help but open his eyes and ask, "What about your other two companions?" ”

Zhao Lihe didn't respond, Ding Xian next to him glanced at him, and said lightly: "Go out and release the water." ”

Ning Caichen swallowed his saliva and hesitated: "But it's been almost half an hour, and they haven't come back yet......"

Ding Xian said perfunctorily: "People who practice martial arts, the water is dirty, the water is wide, the urine volume is sufficient, and it is normal to put it for a long time." ”

…… Is it really normal?!

Ning Caichen's eyes widened, and his gaze wandered back and forth between Zhao Lihe and Ding Xian.

After a little hesitation, Ning Caichen whispered with some uneasiness: "They won't be harmed by the wild wolves in the forest, right?" ”

Ding Xian couldn't help but laugh and said, "How is it possible!" ”

Ning Caichen became more and more uneasy, and whispered: "Before I came, I heard from the people in the county that there were wild wolves in the forest outside Lanruo Temple, and as soon as it was dark, they reported a group to come out to forage for food, and maybe they would encounter it!" ”

Ding Xian asked amusedly, "Then what do you want to do?" ”

Ning Caichen hesitated: "At least...... At least go out and have a look......"

Ding Xian said with a smile: "We went out, what about you?" ”

Ning Caichen hesitated, suddenly gritted his teeth, and said, "I'll go with you too!" ”

Zhao Lihe couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "You poor scholar is kind and righteous, but the two of them are strong in martial arts, no worse than the two swordsmen you just saw, and in terms of safety, there is no need for you to worry." ”

"But ......"

Ning Caichen frowned, and before he could finish speaking, Ding Xian pointed at his neck.

The internal qi burst out, Ning Caichen's eyes were dark, and he didn't snort yet, and then fell asleep completely.

Ding Xian's eyes moved, and his mental power instantly gushed out, helping Ning Caichen's body against the wall.

Looking at Ning Caichen, who had fallen asleep, Ding Xian said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the little scholar in this story is very cute, but he likes to think about other people's lives too much, which is a little annoying." ”

Zhao Lihe glanced at him and said softly: "Isn't it good to read what others think and be anxious about what others are anxious about?" ”

Ding Xian nodded and said, "If the ability is enough, then it is naturally good, but if the ability is insufficient......"

Saying that, Ding Xian shook his head and said, "Then you can only harm others and yourself!" ”

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of rustling on the beam overhead.

Ding Xian's face moved, and he immediately raised his head and looked at the ceiling with a somewhat solemn face.

"Your Majesty, it's those dried corpses that have been sucked all over their bodies!"

"I know." Zhao Lihe didn't raise his head, just stared at the bonfire in front of him, and said lightly, "Kill them." ”

"Yes!"

Ding Xian's eyes lit up, and the robe on his body was windless, and two white lights flew out of his arms and shot towards the ceiling.

"Tuk-tuk—"

With two slight sounds, the white light pierced through the beams and came to a narrow space above the ceiling.

Seven or eight terrifying-looking dried corpses were lying there, sticking their protruding eyes between the gaps in the template, quietly looking at Zhao Lihe, Ding Xian and the others below.

"How daring!"

Ding Xian sneered, and the two white lights instantly turned from static.

In an instant, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, interweaving a dense white sword net in this narrow space.

The blade of the sword sliced into the surface of the dried corpse, as if it had been cut into thick leather, raising a cloud of gray powder, and the foul-smelling pus fell along with the corpse pieces on the wooden plank, slowly flowing down the cracks of the wooden plank.

After all the dried corpses on the ceiling were strangled into pieces, Ding Xian raised his right hand, and two white lights suddenly pierced through the wooden plank and returned to him.

It was two twin swifts with a faint white light.

Ding Xian casually put away his twin knives, and then activated his telekinesis again, squeezing the pus that was about to drip together with the corpse parts, mixing them into a huge gray ball of flesh.

Without waiting for him to go any further, a small golden arc suddenly burst out from Zhao Lihe's body.

The golden arc pierced through the air, piercing the planks in an instant, burning the gray ball of flesh mixed with corpses and pus.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in the golden arc, Ding Xian was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly waved his hand to sweep the ashes out.

Ashes poured down, drifting through the courtyard with the cold night wind.

Yan Chixia, who was meditating and practicing in front of the Buddha statue, smelled the burnt smell, shrugged her nose, and then couldn't help sneezing.

"What the hell, Lanruo Temple is on fire?"

Yan Chixia couldn't help muttering, and suddenly the temple door opened, and a gust of ghostly 4 yin wind came to her face.

Yan Chixia hurriedly held her breath, waved her sleeve robe, and blew away the ashes mixed in the yin wind, and then frowned, looking solemnly at the direction where the yin wind was blowing outside the temple.

"There's a ghost!"

Speaking of this, Yan Chixia couldn't help but grab the long sword, got up from the futon, gritted her teeth, and scolded and said: "Damn ghosts, if you are at peace with me, I will spare your life, but you dare to commit murder in front of me, I really have no temper when I am an uncle!" ”

It is rumored that he is hiding for refuge.

As everyone knows, he has obtained the inheritance, does not practice martial arts, and changes to immortality!

Yan Chixia held a sword in her right hand and a bow in her left hand, and said with a fierce look in her eyes: "Okay, well, since you don't want me to practice well, then tonight Uncle I will lift your coffin and raise your ashes!" ”

After speaking, Yan Chixia sneered and strode out of the temple gate.

……

……

On the other side, Xiahou, who was once again defeated under Yan Chixia's sword, left Lanruo Temple angrily.

When passing by a waterhole in the forest, Xia Hou felt that his blood was surging, so he wanted to take a shower and calm down.

As a result, as soon as he took off his coat and stepped into the pool, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in the center of the pool.

The man was dressed in white veil, his face was pure and beautiful, like a white lotus blooming in water, his hair was wet with water, knotted into strands, and attached to the white and smooth skin, the white veil was soaked, close to the skin.

With the eyesight of Xiahou's top swordsman, he naturally saw the convex and backward underwater, with an unobstructed slender figure.

"Shhhh

Xia Hou gasped, and the qi and blood that he wanted to press surged again, and there was a tendency to surge downward.

However, this forest has a gloomy atmosphere, and the sudden appearance of a woman bathing in a waterhole is probably not a very good thing.

Xia Hou forcibly pressed the impulse in his heart, held the hilt of the sword vigilantly with his right hand, and called softly: "Girl, you-"

Before the words fell, the woman bathing in the water let out an exclamation, and hurriedly shrunk her body into the water, holding the white veil in her hands to block her chest, as if looking at the black-clothed swordsman on the shore of the waterhole in panic.

It's just that her actions make the peaks on her chest more majestic.

Xia Hou gasped again, and couldn't help but be in awe.

"Who are you?!"

The woman called softly, her voice was soft and glutinous, like a gentle little hand, tickling Xiahou's heart.

Xia Hou swallowed his saliva, resisted the urge to hold the woman in his arms and kneaded it, and said coldly: "I am a swordsman passing by, I don't know if the girl is bathing and purifying herself here, and I hope the girl will forgive me." ”

"It turned out to be a passing hero!"

The woman's face turned suddenly, and then her face turned red, and she said shyly: "Do you want to bathe too, I will go ashore and give you this pool." ”

"No need." Xia Hou shook his head and said, "You can choose another place in the future." ”

The woman blushed and whispered, "There is only this one waterhole within a radius of ten miles around here. ”

"If the hero doesn't dislike the little woman's thin willow posture, it's better to ...... Together? ”

Xiahou's heart fluttered, but he still hesitated on his face: "This ...... Is it appropriate? ”

The woman laughed, looked down, and said, "What do you say?" ”

Xia Hou followed her gaze and lowered his head, and then saw two big hairy legs.

Hey, when did I take off my pants?

It turned out that the hand was faster than the mouth just now, so it's okay!

Xia Hou's face was firm, since he had taken off his pants, a fierce battle was inevitable.

It's a pity that she just had a big battle with Yan Chixia, and it was not the best state, otherwise this little lady would know what the sword was pointing at and move forward!

Xia Hou thought so, and walked into the water with righteousness and awe.

The white-gauze woman ate and smiled, let go of her hands, and surfaced, revealing her slender figure.

Xiahou was in awe, the blade of the sword was even sharper, and he couldn't wait to swim over.

Just before he was about to approach the woman in the pool, the sky suddenly changed, and dark clouds rolled and overturned.

Xia Hou and the woman were both stunned, and subconsciously looked up at the sky, only to see the arc of electricity surging in the clouds, and a blue thunderbolt suddenly burst out, slashing towards the naked men and women in the waterhole below.

The woman in the pool suddenly let out an exclamation, and quickly flew away from the waterhole despite the exposure of her identity.

Xiahou's eyes widened, and just as he wanted to mobilize his internal force, he jumped up from the water, and the blue thunder slammed into the water.

"Crackling!"

The blue arc jumped wildly on the surface of the water, causing Xia Hou's whole body to twitch, and his hair stood on end, like freshly baked popcorn.

In just a few seconds, Xia Hou rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and floated on the surface of the water with his whole body charred, obviously unconscious.

The female ghost looked at Xiahou floating on the water in horror, quickly turned around, and flew towards the forest as if fleeing.

"Still want to run?!"

A cold voice came from the forest ahead, and countless blue arcs burst out of thin air, weaving into a web on the path that the female ghost must pass.

The female ghost looked frightened and couldn't avoid it, and was instantly split so that her whole body trembled, and black smoke rose up.

Shen Lian sneered and opened the paper umbrella, and a suction force was born out of thin air, including the female ghost with an arc of electricity.

At the same time, Lu Jianxing had already come to the waterhole, dragged Xiahou to the shore, checked his snort, and saw that he still had breath, so he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Second brother, you're too heavy, aren't you afraid of splitting that female ghost to pieces?"

"It's okay." Shen Lian walked to his eldest brother's side, looked at the unconscious Xiahou and sneered, "I was originally this black-clothed swordsman...... What grade, dare to go to a female ghost, it's really envious - I don't know whether to live or die! ”

In the past few days, I have been pulling my hips, and I don't feel as enthusiastic as before, and there is a problem with my mentality, so let me adjust it.

(End of chapter)