The purple tulle hung on the broken urn window, and the wind outside the window was rustling, like the murmur of a deep boudoir woman. Peeked through the broken urn window, but saw that the simple meditation room had changed. There are a few magnolia flowers erected by the window, the fragrance is tangy, and the floor is clean and spotless. On the top of the bed, there is a silk treasure tent, and the tent is embroidered with pearls and silver thread jasmine, and the pearl is shining, and the delicate and gentle feeling of belonging to the daughter's family is circulating everywhere. I saw that the couch was set up with a light pink pillow, covered with soft silkworm ice, and a handsome sleeping man was lying on his body, covered with a jade belt, with long hair draped over his shoulders like ink, and his face was as smooth as jade.

A charming woman in a long skirt, with crooked eyebrows and eyes, leaning in front of the bed, gently wiping the man's face with a handkerchief, her eyes flowing affectionately, looking at the man's face obsessively and smiling, as if she couldn't get enough of it.

She wiped his face, brought him a bowl of fish porridge, held his body in her arms, and fed him bite by bite.

Late at night, the candlelight danced gently in front of the window, reflecting her shy little face, red. She hesitantly lifted the curtain, took off her crimson skirt, leaned on his shoulder, listened to his subtle breathing, and pillowed her right hand on his chest, and a warm atmosphere rose from this small meditation room.

Month by month, she had selfishness, and she suddenly didn't want this man to wake up again, because she couldn't face the scene when Yang Jingyu woke up. This man would rather die than say a word of begging for mercy to himself.

How does he know his feelings for him?

She would rather let him lie like this and never wake up again, and she was content. Maybe love in the world is really simple, and there is no reason to fall in love with someone at all. She knew her affection for this man, and she was so eager for the weak daisies in front of her to bloom the flowers in her heart under the clear blue sky.

As long as it is him, her eyes will always be the mountains and rivers, the breeze and the moon, and the dark fragrance and shadows.

So, she drugged the water she fed him.

Maybe there is a better way to make Yang Jingyu fall into a long sleep, she wants to take him to a distant place, find those heaven and earth elixirs, and be a pair of mandarin ducks running around. But right now, she has a very important task that she must complete. Otherwise, let that hard-hearted woman know, then her fate will only be death......

The smile of the moon is very bright, and the red lips are like blooming in the midst of slaughter, and like the flowers in the dawn, they are extremely charming.

The sound of pine waves outside the temple is sparse for a while, like dandelions fluttering in the sky, and like waves stacked in the sun, layer after layer.

The white clouds in the sky were drifting rapidly, and they were huddled next to each other, and they were thickly pressed down on the peaks of the sharp bamboo shoots, not necessarily a little dark, but the rain seemed to be coming down. The magnolia flowers were blown by the wind, blooming all over the ground.

In the main hall of Gusu Temple, there are three Buddha statues with exquisite gold clothes, there is a tripod erected under the Buddha statue, and several futons are placed on the ground, the color of Zen silence contains the introverted and elegant Buddha culture. Standing Buddha, reclining Buddha, sitting Buddha is lifelike, three sides of the east and west north of the main hall, leaning over the chin and head, kind eyebrows and kind eyes. Entering through the door, the incense in the small incense burner has been extinguished, but where the smell is, the wind blows the incense. Three pillars of big red candles were lit on the temple platform, and the candles and tears were knotted and were about to burn out.

A few futons are spread under the Buddha for people to kneel and pray, and the big red merit box is placed next to the Buddha, which has become the only thing that is an eyesore in this temple.

Two maids helped the pregnant woman who was screaming in pain into the main hall, and one of the maids peeked out of the door, and found that there was no monk in the temple, so she closed the door of the temple from the inside.

"Oops, it hurts me to death, hurry, find someone to help me deliver the baby, I can't give birth!"

The pregnant woman looked unbearable with a painful face, fell to the ground, spread her legs, revealing the trouser legs inside, grabbed the skirt corners of one of the maids with both hands, and cried miserably: "Quick, do you want to hurt me?"

The two maids looked puzzled, staring at the pregnant woman, eager to slap it down, this temple is not there with the monks, where did the midwife come from, the key is, how did she give birth.

The maid on the left shook off her hand speechlessly, and muttered, "You don't teach so serious acting, do you?"

The pregnant woman glanced at her, then at the closed door of the hall, and said in a low voice: "She's looking at us, don't you be serious?" Go quickly, bring her in, I will restrain her in a while, you go to Li Jing'an, look at my eyes!"

When the maid heard this, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly opened the door of the hall, trotted out, and stood in front of the big Buddha and looked around, with an anxious expression on her face.

"Oh, Mrs. will not give birth sooner or later, but at this time, where have all the monks in the temple gone, but they are in a hurry to die!"

The wind is gentle, the rain is delicate, the rain silk as thin as a needle gently falls for a temple, and the oblique wind and drizzle are obliquely weaving, and it is misty.

The girl with a double snail bun seemed to see the backyard, there was a stunning beauty slowly walked over, she was like a fluttering swallow, and the cloud silk embroidered shoes lightly rode her feet on the quiet grass, and stepped out of the fragrance like lotus dew in the drizzle. The elegant figure is like a hazy and gentle fairy, looking at that face

, what kind of face is like a celestial man, almost beyond all hues in the world.

The drizzle tied her hair, and her beautiful face was as beautiful as a snowy ice sculpture, and it was exquisitely beautiful.

The maid was stunned, opened her mouth, looked at the face of this beauty in a daze, and couldn't help blurting out: "Immortal...... Fairy!"

The stunning woman smiled, like a clear mountain breeze blowing on her face, extremely soft, and like a hundred flowers blooming neatly, charming and moving.

The maid seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, trotted forward, tidied up her headdress, and said excitedly to the moon blessing: "Fairy, please help Mrs., she is about to give birth!"

"Lead the way!"

The voice of the moon was like a heavenly sound, and the smile on her face was brighter than a spring flower, following the guide girl who had been staring at her, and there was a trace of ruthlessness on her eyebrows.

In the open hall, the pregnant woman with bared teeth spread her legs wide, forcing herself to sweat profusely, dyeing her face, which was already heavily coated with rouge, with a strange color. The smell of perfume was sprinkled all over, but it was mixed with the smell of sweat, which filled the hall with a faint strange smell, like the fishy smell of a woman's broken amniotic fluid.

A maid knelt between her legs, blocking the key parts, her body trembled slightly, others seemed to think that she was worried about sobbing, but in fact, she looked at the pregnant woman's struggling expression, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker.

Glimpsing that Zhuyue followed the maid into the main hall, the pregnant woman's palm quietly put on the ground, and carried the Taoist technique.

The indescribable atmosphere made Zhuyue frown, and she raised her head a little strangely, smelling a faint fishy smell in the air. At the same time, she put her right hand behind her back, ready to strike.

Seeing that several people were getting closer and closer, the pregnant woman who fell to the ground and turned blue with pain turned her eyes slightly to the left, and howled loudly: "I can't stand it, I'm going to come out!"

When it was too late, the maid kneeling on the ground suddenly dodged to the left, and the pregnant woman stiffened a carp, flew up to the ground, and flicked a fingering in the air against the forehead of the moon.

"Boom!"

Month by month was displeased, her wide sleeves swept forward, and her right hand was like a dragon's claw against the pillar of light that shot out of her hand, but when she saw her feet on the ground, she pressed forward, directly breaking the sneak attack of the pregnant woman.

The pregnant woman landed on the ground, tore the long skirt on her body, and fell a round orb from under her belly. Looking down month by month, he saw that it was a puffed pig bladder, and his brows couldn't help but lock, it turned out that it was this thing that emitted that fishy smell.

These people are really prepared!

Xu Changsheng wiped the gouache on his face and the lip grease on the corner of his mouth with his hands, spit on the ground in disgust, and said disdainfully: "This thing is really uncomfortable to rub on your face, I really don't know why you women like to apply it." ”

Standing with his hands closed month by month, he looked at Xu Changsheng lightly, he only felt familiar, but he couldn't remember it, so he only said: "The peerless Qingyun finger of the Ethereal Pavilion, who are you?"

Xu Changsheng smiled lightly, bowed his body, and said boldly: "The boss lady won't forget who I am, right?"

Zhuyue's face changed, and she said in surprise: "Little Wu, is it you?"

"That's right, I'm Xiao Wu!"

Xu Changsheng stepped forward indifferently, and that night he saw Granny Zhang killed by Du Shi Niang, so he was sure that Du Shi Niang was the real murderer behind Yue Mei. On the second day, he asked Du Siniang to let him go home on the grounds that he was frightened, and he comfortably disguised himself as a down-and-out scholar on the street, admiring the enchanting figure of the woman in the Qinglou, while checking the movements of Yang Jingyu and several people.

The beauty of the woman in front of him was amazing, Xu Changsheng couldn't help but look at it twice, and said with a smile: "Tsk, I didn't expect Du Siniang to be a beautiful woman, I haven't found out after lurking around you for so long." It's a pity, every time I see you wearing a half-skirt, I get goosebumps all over my body. Alas, what a pity. You are month by month, just as the poem says, "chasing the stars and falling into the water lotus, the fish in the pond are free", you look so charming and moving, and you feel amazing when you teach it. ”

"Month by month?"

Qishuang Qilu's eyes were full of surprise, she threw off the bloated high-waisted skirt, pulled out her sword, and staggered to Xu Changsheng's side, staring at the woman opposite with vigilance, and said: "Childe guessed before that the Star and Moon Envoy of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect is unfathomable, and it is likely that he has reached the terrifying realm of feathering, how can he die so easily in the hands of the master of the Nine Sects, I can't imagine that he really chased the stars and the moon and really didn't die!"

Unexpectedly, when Xu Changsheng heard this, he was so frightened that he was clever, took three steps back, and said with a bitter face: "Ah, what, the realm of feathering? Xiaoshuang Xiaolu, why didn't you tell me earlier." If I knew she was in the Feather Realm, I wouldn't have come. ”

This sudden change made Qishuang Qilu have a black line on her face, and because her strength was too low, she couldn't help but retreat.

"Huh!"

Seeing the trembling appearance of the three of them month by month, he suddenly smiled, and his momentum skyrocketed in an instant, and he said in a long voice: "I've been looking for your two little girls for a few days, and I didn't expect to be hidden by your little five, since this is the case, the three of you will die together!"

Xu Changsheng walked out sadly and complainingly, it was a man and he had to go up, shook his head and said: "Moon girl, you seem to have miscalculated, you also broke through to the realm of feathering three years ago, and it shouldn't be a big problem to fight with you." ”

There was silence, and for a moment there was a dead silence in the air.

Qishuang Qilu had an incredible look on her face, and the monk's attainment of immortality was also unattainable in legends. In the entire Kyushu continent, the strength of the two realms of demons is only divided into three levels, one is the realm of martial arts, one is the realm of feathering, and the highest one is the envy of everyone to ascend to Sendai.

But 10,000 years ago, the aura of Kyushu suddenly became scarce after a disaster, so in the past 10,000 years, no one has been able to achieve the Tao and ascend to Sendai, and even the monks in this feather realm are only a handful. But don't underestimate the monks of this Feather Transformation Realm, which one of them stands up, not all of them are big powerhouses, splitting mountains and rocks, turning rivers and seas, omnipotent, and their lifespan is as long as thousands of years. In the hearts of mortals, they are all supreme and unattainable beings.

But it is not an easy thing for a monk to break through the Feather Realm from the mortal realm, some people have exhausted their lifespan, but they can't break through this heavenly barrier, including some legendary sect masters of first- and second-rate sects.

Xu Changsheng was not more than a year old, and he had already broken through this feather realm three years ago, even a few years earlier than the Forgotten Dust Sword Venerable that made countless people in the entire Kyushu Righteous Path despise a hundred years ago, such a Tianjiao, can it still be described as Tianjiao?

Not only was Qishuang Qilu's face shocked, but also month by month, he couldn't help but smack his tongue and let go of his contempt for Xu Changsheng, this unattractive guy in front of him turned out to be a peerless demon.

Qilu was in high spirits at the moment, looked at Zhuyue with crooked eyebrows, and asked unceremoniously, "Old witch, where did you hide my son-in-law?"

Moon by month, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Don't call me an old witch!"

Qilu looked at Xu Changsheng, who had a flat face, and couldn't help but feel more confident, and scolded: "What's wrong with you, old witch old witch ......"

was scolded month by month, her face turned red, although she looked like a fairy, but her age was indeed a hurdle that could not be passed. By Qishuang's words, the fiery temper was ignited in an instant, and his body released a terrifying aura, his hands turned into claws, and he grabbed Qishuang, and said sharply: "Your son-in-law has died in my hands, you guys, go down to accompany him!"

Qilu's face changed wildly, and she hurriedly hid behind Xu Changsheng, urging: "Mom, Xu Changsheng, aren't you going to make a move?"

Qilu had a gloomy face, and rushed out of the door without saying a word, if it was really as Zhuyue said, Yang Jingyu died, she really didn't know how to express the loss in her heart. It was Xu Changsheng who gave them hope, but she wanted to be sure, sure that this was not Xu Changsheng's lie.

Moon by month angrily shot out, like a pearl of eyes, like a breath of fire, between the two claws, a gust of wind tore up, blowing on Xu Changsheng's face, it can be seen that the flesh on his face is trembling.

"Go find Li Jing'an, leave me alone!"

Xu Changsheng clearly understood the situation, put away his heart of fun, clenched his fists fearlessly, and slashed at Zhuyue's chest with a punch.

Turning his claws into palms month by month, he clamped the fist that Xu Changsheng struck hard, and as soon as his beautiful eyes shrank, he wanted to buckle back. Xu Changsheng was not in a hurry, gritted his teeth, turned his finger with his left hand, and hit the wrist of the moon, which could be described as a thousand catties in four or two, and easily unloaded the attack of the moon.

Moon by month, his eyes were over, and he had to turn attack into defense. Xu Changsheng won with one move, and took the initiative to attack with his hands crossed. The two of them faced each other, and they actually swept up the incense ash in the main hall and turned into a black cloud, attacking everything in the main hall. For a while, the futon on the ground flew sideways, and the decoration of the main hall was blown to the ground, along with several small Buddhas, it also collapsed.

Qilu didn't dare to stay, the two masters fought, she couldn't even withstand a move, so she could only fly out of the hall.

Zhu Yue naturally knew that Qishuang Qilu was going to find Yang Jingyu, and there was already a trace of anxiety on her face, so she repelled Xu Changsheng with all her strength, turned into a dazzling crimson light cluster, and grabbed Qilu who had just flown out of the door.

"Month by month, your opponent is me!"

Xu Changsheng's right hand shone brightly, and a magnificent green cloud finger shot out, straight through the back of the moon.

Falling into a dilemma month by month, this Xu Changsheng's strength is not weak, and he is a difficult opponent. And this Qingyun refers to the ethereal trace, but with the help of the sword, the sky, the wind and the moon, the heaven and the earth, the control of yin and yang, and the decision of life and death......

If she killed Qilu every month, she would inevitably suffer Xu Changsheng's blow, and she would be seriously injured if she didn't die, so what would she do to fight him when she poured? As a last resort, she could only give up the idea of killing Qilu, and turned around to resist Xu Changsheng's surprisingly fast finger with all her might.