Three or four moss dots floated on the eaves, and one or two sparrows chirped under the trees. Gusu Temple is immersed in the smoke and rain, the clouds and mist are wrapped around the hill, the tall buildings and halls can be seen faintly, and the birds hidden in the forest branches stretch their necks and comb the feathers on their bodies with their beaks. The sleepy and delicate poplar flowers, fluttering and shaking, lingering and soft intestines, the wind does not move, and the smoke and rain are hazy.

In the backyard meditation room.

Yang Jingyu's hand on Luo Ji moved his five fingers slightly, his eyebrows were like peaks, as if he was about to hold up his heavy eyelids, but his drowsy brain couldn't break open the dark door with all his strength.

He was even well aware that he had been drugged month by month, but he didn't have the strength to stand up and resist.

"Childe, Childe......"

The call of Qishuang Qilu echoed in his ears, stirring his heart pounding, but he couldn't let these two little girls be caught month by month.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Yang Jingyu could only shout frantically in his heart. Moon by month is reluctant to kill him, but once Qishuang Qilu is caught by her, she will definitely not be able to escape the fate of feeding the snipe. In the past two days, hundreds of people have been killed month by month, and there are many innocent tourists who have gone up to the mountain to worship Buddha and burn incense, all of which he knows.

But he couldn't stop it, until these two worrisome girls were found, and Yang Jingyu's heart was finally pinched.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion rang out from the hall. Immediately, the more than 100-year-old building collapsed, and as soon as a puff of dust was raised, it was absorbed by the moist light rain and slowly settled on the ground. In the place of attention, the wooden beams and green tiles of the collapsed hall were shattered, and all the Buddhas in the hall had fallen to the ground, but the golden Buddha statue was not broken, the head was pestled on the ground, and the right hand was erected, still looking at the appearance of pity for all beings.

At the moment when the main hall collapsed, the two figures flew out of the dust, and exchanged several moves in the air before separating. Xu Changsheng retreated more than ten meters from the air, landed on the shoulders of the big Buddha in front of the temple, his eyes were solemn, he rubbed his chest with his hands, and was slapped by the moon, almost not letting him breathe.

Qishuang Qilu searched separately, they searched every corner carefully, but they found no trace of Yang Jingyu, and the two had to turn around and walk to the backyard.

Zhuyue was anxious at the moment, she couldn't let Qishuang Qilu find Yang Jingyu and destroy everything about her. However, Xu Changsheng, who was in the way, was very strong, which made her feel very laborious.

The two of them fought, separated, and stood in mid-air with their hands quickly sealed, and a soft sword that was more than three feet long and as thin as a cicada's wings melted into her hands. I saw that her beautiful eyes were fierce, and she turned over in the air, slashing out a sword qi to kill Xu Changsheng.

Xu Changsheng's fighting spirit was also aroused, and a gust of wind blew from under his feet, and his momentum was as unattainable as a mountain. A few Qingyun fingers were sacrificed with both hands, crushing the sword qi of the moon. Then, he stepped on the shoulders of the Buddha and jumped up, his hands were closed between his eyes, a fine light shot out of those clear eyes, his hands crossed and opened between his ten fingers, and a silver-white spear came out from between his two hands.

"Dragon Gun, out!"

With both hands bent and swept across, a brilliant light burst out from the head of the spear, and the dragon spear burst out of his hands violently, like an arrow off the string, bursting into a burst of passionate dragon groans, and swooping towards the moon.

A cold aura erupted from the beautiful eyes of the moon, and the delicate soft sword was shivered by her hand, and collided with the dragon spear. The dragon spear was ejected, Xu Changsheng stared solemnly, pressed his hands on his chest, and continued to attack the next plate of the moon with the dragon spear.

I saw him sweeping into the air, defending and attacking, his legs stepping out of the air one by one black whirlpools, the cool drizzle woven his green silk, and beads of sweat overflowed on his forehead.

The sound of the collision of weapons sounded again, and the dragon spear fell into Xu Changsheng's raised hand, and he vaguely felt that the aura on his body had become much deeper, blocking the evil qi of the moon outside.

The two fought against each other again, all the way from Gusu Temple to the top of the mountain, and then back from the top of the mountain. Xu Changsheng held the gun, and had the heroic spirit of a battlefield autumn soldier, and he barely fought evenly with the stronger one month by month.

When Qishuang opened the door of the dilapidated meditation room, they smelled the smell of the daughter's boudoir, and a man lay quietly in a silk treasure tent, which was embroidered with pearls and silver thread jasmine and jewels.

The second daughter's face was happy, she opened the curtain and saw the son she was thinking about.

He was dressed in a plain white brocade robe with a wide waist, and the cuffs were so wide that they almost collapsed on the edge of the bed. The long hair stood on the chest, smooth and straight, as if it had been carefully combed. The handsome face is slightly haggard, the eyebrows are like peaks and mountains, like gathering waves like anger, tightly pressed together, and like evil colorful arrows, with a touch of man's unique boldness. The slender hand rested on his abdomen, and his ten fingers moved slightly, as if to tell the two girls that he was fine.

Qishuang Qilu looked at Yang Jingyu who was sleeping with her eyes closed, she couldn't help but be frightened for the past few days, her emotions collapsed for a while, she grabbed Yang Jingyu's hand, and the hot tears on her face slid into Yang Jingyu's hands along the face of the pear vortex, warm and moist.

After a while, the second daughter stopped crying with joy and called Yang Jingyu several times, but she didn't see him wake up, so she had to carefully check his injuries. What reassures the second daughter is that Yang Jingyu's broken and bandaged right calf needs to be slowly recuperated, and there is no injury at all.

He couldn't wake up until now, he was just drugged month by month.

Qishuang wiped her somewhat messy hair, handed the sword in her hand to Qilu, and said, "Lu'er, I'll carry my son!"

Outside the temple, Xu Changsheng and Zhuyue hit the head of the big Buddha in front of the temple from the sky, a sword and a gun, entangled with each other on the top of the big Buddha's head, the two gritted their teeth, but they couldn't pull back their weapons.

The soft sword was wrapped around the spear head, and the spear head was against the soft sword, and the two of them were behind the Buddha statue and in front of each other, and the strength of their bodies was used in the weapon.

Xu Changsheng's face was pale, and he struggled to press down, and the golden body of the Buddha was cut in an instant, from the top of his head to the lotus, it was instantly cut in half, and under the exchange of swords and guns, this nine-meter-high Buddha collapsed to both sides.

For a while, the surging waves of air slashed towards the four fields, and the flowers and trees on the ground turned into a mess in an instant.

As soon as Xu Changsheng took back the dragon spear, he felt a murderous aura attacking, and he couldn't help but look nervous. I saw that when the big Buddha was just cracked, a red voice suddenly burst out, facing his chest is a palm.

The dragon spear in his hand fell off the ground, and Xu Changsheng's body flew out backwards, just like the scenery of a broken line on a rainy day, he happened to fall in front of Qishuang Qilu who ran out.

His throat was sweet, and he suddenly felt a fishy smell about to spurt out of his mouth, he swallowed hard, swallowed it, climbed up in embarrassment, and cried at the second daughter: "Hurry up, this old witch is crazy, I can't beat it!"

Xu Changsheng stretched out his hand to recall the dragon spear, and hurriedly followed the pace of the second daughter and flew outside the temple.

A sword light slashed down and exploded on the ground, kicking up countless dust, sand and gravel, throwing off the three people who were dodging in panic.

Moon by month slowly fell to the ground, coldly looked at Yang Jingyu who was protecting behind Qishuang Qilu who fell to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Give Yang Gongzi to me, I can let you go!"

"No, no, life is Childe's maid, death is Childe's servant. Even if the two of us die, we can't put my son in the hands of a demon girl. ”

Qishuang Qilu was bleeding from the corners of her mouth, her face was full of determination, she supported each other to get up, pulled out her sword, pointed to the moon, and said to Xu Changsheng: "Xu Shaoxia, these days, thank you for your care and encouragement, and I also ask you to take Gongzi away and send him back to Silla." ”

"Humph!"

Zhuyue snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and said, "In this case, none of you can leave, you all have to die!"

"Ahem!"

Xu Changsheng stumbled his body, supported his body with a dragon spear, and the blood thickened his chest, blooming a delicate red rose. But seeing that he was staggering to stand up, his hair was shaggy, the wound on his chest was unfathomable, and his clear eyes were full of disdain, the corners of his mouth hooked up a very clear range, and he shook his head slightly and said: "Your son-in-law, I am still waiting for you to send him back, you go first, see you in the old place!"

He could have easily dodged the sword qi of the moon, but Qishuang Qilu had no possibility of dodging. At the time of the crisis, she pushed the two out and used her body to bear the blow of the moon, and then she was seriously injured.

"Whoa—"

The dragon spear shot, and without waiting for Qishuang Qilu to agree, Xu Changsheng rushed towards Zhuyue without hesitation, shouting in his mouth: "Hurry up, I can't delay for long!"

Qishuang Qilu glanced at him gratefully, this Xu Changsheng, who was not tall, mediocre, and usually did not do things properly, left an indelible impression in their hearts.

He is the real chivalrous man, daring to be the first to save people from fire and water.

"You're going to come back alive, we're waiting for you!"

The second daughter grabbed Yang Jingyu, flew out of Gusu Temple, and shuttled towards the forest with all her might.

"Oh my god, it hurts!"

Xu Changsheng, who fell to the ground, covered the two new sword wounds on his chest, didn't care about its gurgling blood, staggered up, tilted his head, and only mocked: "Boss, look at me, handsome and dashing and graceful Yushu Linfeng, I have been by your side for nearly a year, in terms of feelings, appearance, and intelligence, I can't compare to your Yang Gongzi." Why don't you ask me, and we'll spend candles in the cave tonight, how about it?"

"You are shameless, I will kill you!"

Month by month, she gritted her teeth, if it weren't for Xu Changsheng using his life to contain her, how could she watch Yang Jingyu being rescued by Qishuang Qilu.

Xu Changsheng looked at the angry rushing Zhuyue, frightened and cleverly dodged, and sighed: "Alas, boss, why don't you want me? You are an old woman in your two hundreds, why are you so tough, I want you, that's your blessing, but stay with me, I guarantee that you will live happily every day and every night!"

Xu Changsheng's face was pale, his feet had been soaked with blood on his body, and every step he took would dye the ground with a red flower.

He knew that he wouldn't last long, so he could only openly say words that were molesting month by month, in order to seek an opportunity to escape.

Sure enough, by Xu Changsheng's words, her eyes shrunk into a line, and her charming face was full of cold and piercing chills, she didn't want to restrain all her temperament anymore. Xu Changsheng insulted her like this, she didn't care if Xu Changsheng was the favorite disciple of the Ethereal Pavilion Lord Yun Chenzi, and whether Xu Changsheng was the first day in the Kyushu Continent in the past hundred years, he had to die today!

Moon by Moon lifted her hands up, but saw that her whole dress was swept up from the ground by a strong wind, and her long watery hair flew in the air. But seeing that she was charming and murderous, she held her hands with one hand, and her body was like a ghost, and in a blink of an eye, she was in front of Xu Changsheng, and the volley was a palm, tearing the air and making a buzzing wail.

Xu Changsheng smiled indifferently, wanting to take the surprisingly fast and angry palm of the month, it was very difficult for him.

"Close!"

The dragon spear turned into a ball of light in his hands and disappeared in front of him, his hands formed into fists, and he closed his palms, and a strong wave of light overflowed from his palms.

He raised his head sadly, and saw that in the west, there was an illusory rainbow standing on the edge of the sky, hazy and not too clear, reflected in his eyes, in vain adding many mysterious colors.

His body slashed a red light in mid-air, as red as blood, and fell into the deep forest of pine waves and disappeared.

The anger in Moon's eyes subsided, and his face was still covered with frost. She flew up alone, looking for the trajectory of Xu Changsheng falling out and landing in the mountains and forests, looking for his body left and right, she wanted to drag him to feed the wolf to relieve the hatred in her heart.

Xu Changsheng was already seriously injured, and if he was fatally slapped by her, he would only have one breath left if he didn't die.

But after searching along the mountain forest, she only saw a pool of black blood on the ground where the leaves had accumulated, washed by the rain that slid down the leaves, and the fishy smell was scattered in the mountain forest.

Looking around, how could you still see Xu Changsheng's figure, he actually fled!

Month by month, his eyes were cold, this Xu Changsheng was really a genius, and he still let him escape in this situation.

She rose to her feet and stood in the treetops, carefully observing any disturbance in the forest.

After a long time, she flew back to Gusu Temple.

And under the pile of leaves covered with blood, Xu Changsheng, who was holding his breath to hide the smell of his body, slowly breathed a long sigh of relief.

Returning to the temple month by month, looking at the ruins and broken walls all over the ground, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

She walked slowly along the remnants of the path in the backyard, and the smoke and rain of Feifei stopped, frowning at the magnolia flower head, and the fragrance fell to the ground. The grass all over the ground has been covered by dust and drizzle, so it is not desolate. Only a hazy rainbow in the sky, rising from the clouds, falling from the mountains, people like rainbows, have gone to this empty place, injuries, once wake up from a dream are phantoms, full of devastation.

Push the meditation room again, the flower fragrance room is transmitted, but I see a beaded curtain, the flowers have been broken, the house has been chaotic, people are no more, who will be worried? Moon by month lit a candle flame, thrown into the messy bed, silk burning, fire fluttering, east wind blowing sideburns, hand caress the cold Qihu, listening to the raindrops dripping from the eaves, the wind cooing hunting, gloomy look at all the beauty arranged by his own hands is swallowed by the fire.

Holding a tattered bloody coat in his hand, he clenched it tightly in the palm of his hand, the red note was colorless and his eyes were cold, and he turned around and took out a black drum from his arms, only the size of his palm, but it was entangled in demonic energy.