Qingshui red boat, Jiangzhou Saike.

In the distance, a little Taoist priest who walked over the mountain, holding a manzhu sawa in his hand, walked with his feet sloped instantly, and followed by a group of swordsmen, there was just a person who spit out a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and saw that he also had a face with sharp ears and sharp teeth, and an old man sat on a mahogany shelf.

He matched a fierce aura on his body, his eyelids drooped, and there was a peony carving knife sitting beside him, with a white blade on the blade, and the red cloth on the handle of the knife was tightly wrapped, and with the black cloth shoes under his feet, he kicked him down beside him, and landed next to a woman wearing a light veil, holding a plate of green fruits in his hand, and feeding them in the old man's mouth one by one.

He didn't look up, but he couldn't help but shake his legs.

The old man was in a little unhappy, his heart ached, and he said to the little Taoist priest in front of him: "I'm afraid that my life span is not much, and I feel a faint pain in my heart, really only the jade made of the bamboo mother can increase my life span for a few more years?"

The little Taoist priest looked like an old man, and the forehead he spit out was engraved with this round sun, and the Manzhu Sawa in his hand was pinched by him, "The city lord can rest assured, this Manzhu Sawa can keep you from being sucked away by the Heavenly Star." But the dispensing must be drawn out by a small bamboo spirit with some strong demonic power, and only by doing so can you increase your lifespan by ten more years. Ten years later, you can break through the Shadow Realm, and that's when you feel something else. ”

"What does it feel?" the city lord asked.

"I can't tell, but you'll know when you're successful. The little Taoist laughed, and a few points of white light flashed in the city lord's eyes, and most of his spirit and spirit were instantly deprived, and he collapsed in an instant.

The woman in the light veil was pulled by him, and the bloodthirsty teeth bit down on her neck, leaving a clearly visible tooth mark. The woman didn't dare to say anything, her eyes were closed, as if there was still a trace of enjoyment in it, but between three or two breaths, she was pulled away by the old man and nodded with satisfaction, "The blood of the girl who has nothing to do is just a charm." This charm is different from the old woman's general delicate feeling. ”

......

The group walked through the jungle, and the bustling scene in the city was not dared to go by the city lord's face, but secretly he would find a few fresh women to taste it for his own luck.

The little Taoist priest is as light as a swallow, and led the team to the small bamboo forest not far away, the yellow leaves of the bamboo forest fall, and there will be a small drop of water falling in a short time, leaving a straight flow mark on the bamboo, this bamboo forest is less than a mile, but there are several circular rings around the vicinity of this pond.

The water of the pond is deep and clear, and the fish's tail flicks the water, dropping the dry leaves, and it happens that there are small moths that are dying, which are swallowed by it and swim happily.

The tall bamboo forest is interspersed with one or two old peach trees, and under the thatched house, there is a small stone table made of blue bricks, and a small pot is placed on the table, which seems to have traces of two old men drinking tea.

The city lord's eyes were confused, and he stepped down on the wooden frame with a snort, and he couldn't hold down his body in a kind of shock, and took a few steps back. Step by step, he walked out, drew a semi-arc mark on the ground, and read:

"Oni Miao. ”

A strange figure appeared on his body, holding a white knife in his hand, and a bloody ghost head appeared on the print, and snorted coldly, "The third time I came, I found the first two hiding places, I don't need this bamboo spirit now, I just need the jade of illusion." ”

The little Taoist priest followed behind him, searching the bamboo forest, and the Manzhu Sawa in his hand was thrown out by him with a trace of water droplets, becoming a faint dark color, and the contaminated places became a kind of whistling earth pit, constantly corroding the yellow leaves on the ground, and in a small yellow jar under the tree, there was a child's head that was only one inch, like a disc head.

He took a deep breath and said, "That thing is here again, where is the bamboo mother, otherwise he will definitely take her away this time." ”

At the root of a remote bamboo, this is no longer an ordinary plant root system, there are more crystal clear crystal substances, with a bewildered little eye, they keep rushing into a very large crystal, here condenses a pure breath.

A small body with a human face appeared in the crystal, and a pair of eyes around it looked at each other, "What is the bamboo mother going to do?"

A faint voice sounded, "You are all my children, if he catches me, I will definitely be the introduction for him to cleanse the Manro cinnabar, remember the face of that little Taoist, if you don't have enough strength in the future, don't go to avenge me, and become a bamboo creature far away."

Remember, you are a Bamboo Spirit Clan. ”

The city lord's eyes showed a greedy look, and he muttered in his mouth: "For the sake of my life, you can only fulfill me, and when one day I have the shadow of your bamboo spirit, then I can devour your descendants again, let us serve me forever, what's wrong with becoming my slaves." ”

Drops of thick water fell to the ground on the Manzhu Sawa in the hands of the little Taoist priest, frantically gathering at the roots of one plant after another, one, two, and three...... There was a small evil shadow on his innocent and pure face, mixed with hatred for the bamboo spirit, "Bamboo Mother, I didn't get rid of you in the previous life, but at this time, your small branch has also become the soot in my memory." I remember that your second generation is the same, there is more wear and tear of the years here, and the trace of ability you have in your hands can be regarded as a fake trick, so simply give it to me. ”

His words murmured in his heart with sharp cruelty.

A storm rolled up in the distance, rubbing the majesty of the mandala sand with dew, forming a faint mist outside, washing away the evil aura, and the little Taoist's face condensed, and he already knew about this sudden weather.

He said to the city lord, "I know where he is, and I depend on you." ”

The white knife in the hand of the city lord was gently raised, and the figure behind him was also blessed, facing the ground, and the head of the Manro cinnabar flower was facing the corner of the ordinary bamboo forest, and under this corner, countless eyes looked at the two people on the land.

"Such a wonderful flower, such a touching purity, is the natural yin and yang. ”

The little Taoist priest couldn't hide the greed in his eyes, so he reached out to touch the flower head, and the flower head revealed a sick stamen, and a small curly tongue stretched out from it, licking his fingers, it was difficult to hide his own joy, "And ......"

"How many breaths are left?" the city lord asked fiercely.

"No three breaths. ”

He couldn't help but show a happy expression, and it just so happened that the mist that spread around him became the driving force for him to move forward, and when he found the place of the bamboo mother, he pulled out the bamboo with his last hand. In an instant, a small finger came out, stinging the city lord at once, and he held his palm and retreated, and black mist protruded from his mouth.

"Pure breath is incompatible with my breath in the end, and it can completely cleanse my existence. ”

The little Taoist priest said: "City Lord, this matter must be your action, I can't help you, this Manzhu Sawa only knows my breath, if I am also contaminated, then I can't completely restrain your aging trend." ”

"This nest doesn't have any abilities, it's more than enough for the city lord!"

As if this sentence was laughing at the city lord being repelled by a little finger, he also had doubts in his heart, only to see the city lord strike again, this time he aimed at all the spirit bamboos.

Slash down.

The knife mark was very wide, and it fell into a bamboo forest, and it became a ruin.

A crystal appeared, with only one hand sticking out of it, holding a pair of eyes in its hands. In the middle of the crystal, several clearly visible roots appeared, and the extra eyes in his hands watched the two of them beside him.

Under the light, there were countless more eyes behind the two of them.

......

The two people who came from a distance saw the city lord who was still hesitating.

One held the long sword and was full of spirit, and the other held the short sword and trembled.

The few small bamboos that had been made into crutches fell under the trees and fell into a ball.

The storyteller suddenly lost the support of his crutches, and was a little unsatisfactory in an instant, and he walked a little fluttering, and became limping as he walked.

When the legs and feet were inconvenient, a few small bamboos complained very much, saying that the storyteller's strength was too great, which made them have back pain, and some were accidentally deducted by the storyteller's eyeballs, and one was cool into the shape of noodles, lying on the ground softly, and was dragged forward by several other bamboos.

"Bamboo Mother is alive?"

"Alive, how is it possible?"

Seeing his fingers stretched out, he threatened the old and weak city lord in front of him: "The bamboo mother is alive, and she can't beat it." ”

"Sir, hurry up. ”

Li Shuishan was stared at by the storyteller, as if he wanted him to show the power of the short sword. The storyteller slapped his sword, and as he spoke, he ran away.

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The two chapters that were said to be good are coming.