seemed to be frightened, and the cry for help with a trilling voice resounded through the mountains, and the man who saw Dong Nanyan and his party from a distance, but at noon his face was oozing cold sweat, he seemed to grasp the last life-saving straw and ran in panic.

Seeing Qi Daozhen wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a peachwood sword, the man was overjoyed, threw himself at the feet of the little Taoist priest, and cried: "Dao Chief, help." ”

Hearing the man shouting for help, Qi Daozhen asked, "Why are you so panicked?"

Shivered, the man who had been running desperately and didn't dare to look back reached out and pointed behind him, "Yes... There are ghosts, ghosts. ”

Picking up the man, Qi Daozhen smiled and said: "In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, how can there be..."

Holding the peachwood sword tightly, the little Taoist priest stopped speaking, and behind the man's point, under an old tree, her long hair stretched to her bare feet, her five-fingered white bone fingers were buckled on the trunk, and the old woman with a blue face squinted at everyone.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, there are really poor and vicious ghosts who dare to come out and do evil at noon.

At the moment when the female ghost appeared, Dong Nanyan's major acupoints opened together, and streams of true qi flowed throughout his body.

After going down the mountain early to practice, Ye Zhi was not shocked, not to mention that there was Uncle Ye in front of him, even if he was himself, he was also a Qi practitioner of the Condensing Realm, how could he be afraid of a little ghost?

However, the girl who climbed the building on the side didn't think so, and slowly approached Dong Nanyan's side, and the moment she saw the old woman under the tree, Song Jieyi felt goosebumps all over her body.

The old woman under the tree had a wrinkled face, black hair grew on her cheeks, and two pointed fangs against her mouth, looking motionlessly to this side.

"Senior Sister Ye?"

Taking a step back, Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile: "Senior brother doesn't need to ask me for advice, this trip down the mountain, I am only responsible for recording the experience of junior brother, and the rest of the things need to be decided by junior brother." ”

Hearing what the woman said about going down the mountain, what kind of experience, the man who grabbed Qi Daozhen's arm saw that this group of people was not ordinary people, and hurriedly said: "Immortal masters, help." ”

Dead or alive couldn't pull out his arm, Qi Dao really couldn't cry or laugh, "Aren't you safe now, let go of Xiaodao's arm first, and you will be numb in a while." ”

Taking a step forward and standing in Ye Zhiqiu's position just now, Dong Nanyan also looked at the old woman under the tree, "Daoist Qi, do you think this ghost thing is afraid of the sun?"

There was only one ancient tree in front of the road, and the old woman stood in the shade of the tree, motionless.

Finally pulled out his arm, Qi Daozhen smiled and said: "Childe is really good eyesight, masculinity is the gram of all yin and evil ghosts..."

Just before the word Qi Dao Zhen Buxing was finished, the old woman who had been watching under the tree hung her feet on the ground, rustled, and floated out to this side.

If it weren't for the enemy, Qi Dao would really have taken out a hexagram to calculate, what happened today, how could he contradict him everywhere.

Dong Nanyan was ready to make a move, but a few meters away, the old woman who was facing the sun stopped her figure, stood still, pointed to the man standing next to Qi Daozhen and shivered, and actually said, "Can you hand him over?"

Signaling the man to rest assured, Qi Daozhen held the peachwood sword in his hand and shouted: "People and ghosts have different paths, how can you hand him over to you, and retreat quickly, otherwise the poor Dao sword will be ruthless." ”

Thinking of leaving a good impression on Ye Zhiqiu, the little Taoist priest who said these words in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner peeked at the woman beside him out of the corner of his eye, but the woman turned a deaf ear and looked at Dong Nanyan quietly.

I didn't expect the old woman to be able to speak, but she didn't relax her vigilance because of this, and she didn't take action immediately, Dong Nanyan asked rhetorically: "What do you want to do?"

Seeing that Dong Nanyan was communicating with the old woman, the man behind him was a little panicked, and said anxiously: "Immortal Master, don't talk nonsense with her, hurry up and get rid of her, eliminate harm for the people, and accumulate merit." ”

"What are you panicking about?", Song Jieyi, who was not as scared as before, looked at the man's gaze with some suspicion, the old woman in front of Dong Nanyan was talking about whether she could hand him over to me, not to me, if he was really a fierce ghost, would he be so good at talking?

The man hesitated, "I... I'm just scared?"

"Afraid?"

The old woman, whose eyes were not in harmony, opened her mouth and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded.

The silver whip was like a silver needle, and the conical head of the whip penetrated the old woman's chest from behind, nailing her to the ground.

In the distance, the young man held a silver whip in his hand, and the old woman wailed at the slightest pull.

Beside the young man, the young man in the blue robe pointed at the man next to Qi Daozhen, and said with a smile, "This person is a little bold, but what he said is right, what kind of human words to this ghost thing, just kill it, Daoyou, you are really too soft-hearted." ”

The girl with a butterfly hair ornament pinned to her head looked at the young man holding a bone whip with a look of adoration on her face.

looked at the young man in the Condensation Realm who wore a hairpin on his head and talked to the old woman and ghosts, the girl in the Condensation Realm wearing a golden skirt behind him, and the little Taoist priest with a basket on his back, as for Song Jieyi and the man, in the eyes of the old man, they were ordinary and didn't know how to pay attention at all.

In the end, his eyes stayed on Ye Zhiqiu, such a young ascending realm?

Arching his hand, the old man smiled and said: "The bad guy said wildly, forgive me." ”

Listening to the painful wail of the old woman at her feet, Dong Nanyan frowned and said, "Why don't you make a move without asking?"

"Daoist friends laughed, this ghost appeared in broad daylight and committed murder, it is already a fact, why bother to speak?"

With a contemptuous smile, the young man raised his wrist, penetrated the whip behind the old woman's back and pulled the ghost's body, and fell backwards.

One step out, Dong Nanyan reached out and held the silver whip, "Stop!"

The young man's eyes showed displeasure, but his face was full of smiles, "Okay." ”

The young man did stop, but the silver whip fluttered, and thorns grew from the whip.

As a last resort, Dong Nanyan let go of his hand.

Tearing open the old woman's body, the whip head retracted into the young man's hand, like a conical long sword.

"Oh?", the young man chuckled.

Under the sunlight, after being torn in half by the silver whip, the girl with a slightly fair face knelt on the ground in the hateful skin, and wisps of green smoke rose from her body.

"Heh, I'm still a fox and a tiger. ”

Having lost the old woman's skin, the girl on the ground was almost curled up, her face painful.

"What are you doing!"

Dong Nanyan said angrily to the young man, seeing that the girl was about to disappear in the sun, he didn't care about the young man, the young man hurriedly took off the autumn-colored robe on his body and gently covered the girl.

As the aura on the pale golden robe surged, the girl's figure gradually stabilized, and she cast a grateful look at Dong Nanyan, and the girl spoke: "Thank you, Immortal Master." ”

Dong Nanyan shook his head, let the girl not speak, ghosts, because they do not enter the reincarnation of heaven and earth, so they are against the way of heaven and are restricted by heaven and earth, unless the Tao is advanced and the cultivation is successful, otherwise for ghosts, in this world, they can only stay in a dark place, as long as they take a step, they will be tortured by heaven and earth.

The wind blows like a knife and an axe, the rain falls like a needle piercing an arrow, and under the sun, it melts in an instant like ice and snow.

The old man from Lingyun Mountain narrowed his eyes, but he didn't expect that the young man from the Condensing Realm actually had a magic weapon on his body, and it seemed that the quality was not low.

Seeing Dong Nanyan helping up the ghost girl, the disciple of the old man beside the young man, the young man Chang Ran shouted at Ye Zhiqiu: "Your companions are all obsessed with ghosts, you don't care?"

No one paid attention to the shouting teenager, Dong Nanyan helped the girl into the crowd, felt that men and women could not kiss, and threw a look at Song Jieyi, who understood and took over from the teenager to support the girl.

The girl in the autumn color only has a fairer face, not a scary appearance.

The man next to Qi Daozhen, the previous ecstatic look was retracted, it seemed that this immortal master was not going to kill this ghost, the man walked quickly to the opposite side of the little Taoist, knelt on the ground and cried: "Immortal master help, this female ghost is pestering me, wanting my life, begging the Taoist to grow up and be merciful, kill this female ghost, the villain must feel deeply virtuous." ”

"Why don't you say why I'm pestering you?"

The girl spoke weakly.

Smiling at Song Jieyi, the woman stepped forward, pointed to the man who was kneeling on the ground with the young man on the opposite side and begged for help, and said to Dong Nanyan: "Thank you to the immortal master Gao Yi, save the little girl, I was originally a member of the Barrier Forest country, my parents left early since I was a child, and I was buried in a mass grave, but I don't know if it was a coincidence, although my body was rotten and turned into a ghost after death, but I opened my mind and did not become a ghost." ”

The young man on the other side sneered, "There are many nonsense. ”

The girl ignored it and continued: "I don't think I've done anything harmful, because it's a ghost, I don't usually dare to go out, but I just absorb some moonlight essence at night, and today is the first time I've walked out of the mass grave." ”

Pointing to the man kneeling on the ground, the girl said angrily: "This person is doing the business of making money from the dead, taking advantage of the sunny day, to scavenge some burial things on the mass grave. ”

"So you chased it out with that demon skin?"

Nodding towards Ye Zhi, the girl's expression was sad, "It's okay to let him take anything else, but that hairpin was left to me by my mother before she died, and I want to keep it for a thought, besides..."

The girl muttered, "It's worthless." ”

"Can you hand him over to me?", "Immortal Master, don't talk nonsense with her, kill her quickly." ”

Recalling the kiss between the two, Dong Nanyan was silent and walked towards the man.

"You took his Zhu Hai?"

A smile squeezed out of the face of the man kneeling on the ground, "Immortal Master, do you believe the nonsense?"

"Ah, what are you doing!", the man was suddenly lifted upside down, and a red hairpin fell from his arms to the ground.

Dong Nanyan let go of his hand, and once said in Qingyao County that there is no empathetic teenager in the world with a sour nose.

I don't believe in empathy, but I am always willing to put myself in his shoes, if it were him, if the things that Grandpa Dong left as a souvenir were taken away, he would be desperate to come back.

Thinking of the girl dressed in the skin of an evil ghost and an old woman, standing in the sun, facing a group of so-called immortal masters, to beg for Zhu Hai, how much courage she must have.

Zhu Hai on the ground was lying quietly, Dong Nanyan smiled gently, fortunately, it can be returned to its original owner.

Just as he was about to lean over to pick it up, one foot was one step ahead of the young man and stepped on the vermilion.

Looking at Dong's incomprehensible gaze, the young man crushed his feet heavily, and smiled at the young man who was stunned and looked up: "Ghost, the best way to confuse the crowd is to help Taoist friends, no need to thank you for your duties." ”

Hearing the crying of the girl behind him, Dong Nanyan wanted to pick up Zhu Hai's palm and trembled.

Standing up and standing in front of the young man, Dong Nanyan had a smile on his face, "Why?"

"Why? You don't listen to people's words, you believe in nonsense, and you are confused. ”

The silver whip pointed at the girl who was hiding her face and crying, and the young man sneered: "The ghost is an evil demon, my monk, kill it quickly." ”

With an expressionless face, Dong Nanyan said in a low voice: "Someone once told me that if you have a grievance, you can use a sword." ”

Looking down at the ground Zhu Hai, the young man smiled: "But today, I feel as if I can't use the sword." ”

Listening to the young man's words, the young man looked disdainful.

But the next moment, a punch with a thunderous sound slammed into the young man's chest.

The young man's figure flew out upside down in an instant.

"Ghosts?"

"Demonic Outer Path?"

Dong Nanyan laughed, and even tears appeared on his face, and walked towards the fallen young man step by step.

In the anger of the old man in Lingyun Mountain, the girl with butterfly hair ornament cried, and the arrogant young man was shocked, and stepped on the young man's head.

Leaning down, the movements under his feet were like a young man rubbing Zhu Hai, Dong Nanyan asked softly, "Then what are you?"