The six corpses were hanging shakily under the tree, their exposed skin had completely dried up, and they were all covered in scaly wounds, unrecognizable, only the silver cloud pattern on the black background on the body could be recognized, and they were indeed disciples of Tanzong.

Tanzong's entire army was annihilated.

"Settle in the ground. Zhu Nanzhi glanced at it, a little unbearable.

Tanzong's senior brother Yunchen has had several encounters with him, and he has the impression that he is an extremely cheerful person.

Zhu Nanzhi sighed, walked over and wanted to put him down, but as soon as he raised his hand, he saw that Yunchen's eyes seemed to roll, and he stroked his wrist, vaguely undulating.

"Linglong!" Zhu Nanzhi shouted hurriedly, "Yunchen is still angry." Then he quickly raised his hand and pointed at Yunchen's forehead, and with the other hand, he quickly cut the silk thread hanging from him, holding him and putting him down.

In order to prevent the Demon Sect Law Seal from manipulating him to commit suicide, this time, Zhu Nanzhi took the first step to restrain him with spiritual power.

Bai Linglong walked over quickly, and with a movement of her fingers, the silver needle was ready, and it was thrown directly into Yunchen's body.

Then a red manzhu sawa appeared on Bai Linglong's forehead, and I saw her hands folded, her fingering was sharp, and a burst of red glow shrouded Yunchen's body.

Bai Linglong's Lingbao Manzhu Sawa is actually poisonous, but now that Yunchen's breath may fall at any time, she made a decision immediately and directly chose to take the fierce medicine.

And as the red glow slowly flowed into Yun Chen's body, his complexion improved, Bai Linglong squatted down, took a silver needle from his fingertips, and raised Yun Chen's palm with his left hand, and the silver needle pierced the tip of his index finger.

Black blood flowed out and fell to the ground in a tick. Seeing this, Bai Linglong couldn't help but let out a long breath, it was a good thing to be able to bleed.

"Let's let him recuperate well, I don't know when he will wake up. Bai Linglong leaned over to feed him the medicine, turned his head and said to Zhu Nanzhi.

A group of people hummed and hummed to collect the bodies of Tanzong's disciples and bury them, and by the time everything was almost cleaned up, it was already dark.

There must be no more sleep in this forest, so Duan Changyue summoned his thousand-machine puppet, picked up Yunchen, and the group chose a wilderness place with a wider field of vision and could be found as soon as there was any abnormality, and planned to spend the night.

Over there, Huanhuan'er was very squeamish, moved a soft stool and sat aside, cross-legged to watch San Qiuyue's hands and feet fall asleep. Lin Yi watched as she took out the beauty couch, screen, glass lamp, coffee table, fruit bowl and other objects from the divine bag and placed them one by one.

"This pomp is better than that of nine-foot jade...... Lin Yi leaned over to Ling Xiangwan's side and said.

Ling Xiangwan raised her head and glanced over there, muttering in her ear, "She is the one who changed the law to summon San Qiuyue, purely to vent her anger." ”

"......" Lin Yi glanced at it again, the junior sisters behind Huan'er all stood with their heads hung down, and they didn't dare to move, it seemed that Huan'er was usually no better for others.

Zhu Nanzhi took a fluffy blanket and put it on Lin Yi's lap, "Stop talking, go and rest." ”

The blanket was scented with specially smoked flowers, and Lin Yi pulled it and covered his legs, "What about Xianghua's seniors?"

I just said that I wanted to go out to have a look, but now the moon is in the middle of the sky, and I haven't come back yet.

"With the cultivation of the seniors, it may be difficult to have an opponent in this leaf, don't worry. Zhu Nanzhi touched Lin Ye's forehead, and his expression softened.

"That senior came back and told her that I slept here......" Lin Yi rubbed Zhu Nanzhi's warm palm, and directly occupied the bamboo collapse that Ling Xiangwan had just moved out.

"......" Ling Xiangwan copied his hand, watched Lin Yi lie down very calmly, and hummed a few words, planning to squeeze it with Mo Yu Duan Changyue.

Bai Linglong relied on Yunchen, and she could take care of it as soon as possible.

Zhu Nanzhi and Jiuqiyu were responsible for guarding the first half of the night, and in the second half of the night, Duan Changyue, Mo Yu and Ling Xiangwan could come over to alternate.

Xianghua came back at dawn, and he was cool. She casually threw a black thing to Mo Yu who was keeping vigil, and fixed her eyes on Lin Yu's location for a while.

Seeing that she was sleeping peacefully, he walked over gently and sat down beside her.

"Senior ......" vaguely felt the coolness, Lin Yi opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Let's sleep a little longer, it's still early. Xianghua touched her head.

Lin Ye snorted and moved closer to her.

Xianghua followed and lay beside her, sleep was less important to her, more often to empty herself.

After she fell asleep, Ringo suddenly began to dream.

As for why he clearly knew that this was a dream, at that time, because Lin Yi found himself floating in mid-air, watching Xianghua seniors dressed as girls, walking around the mundane town.

She was dressed in a bright yellow skirt, with a little peony flower on her forehead, a few golden hairpins on her head, and her beautiful face did not hide her curiosity about everything.

The rouge on this stall leaned over to take a look, and the preserved fruit on the stall leaned over to sniff it, her innocent appearance quickly attracted people with ulterior motives.

Several middle-aged men with obscene faces followed Xianghua all the way.

Walking through the bustling street market, Xianghua seemed to have finally had enough shopping, and went out of the city with a bunch of scattered gadgets.

Not far away, the men glanced at each other, took out the guy and blocked Xianghua's way.

"The little lady is so handsome, and let the masters take a closer look?" The one-eyed dragon led by the leader smiled and spoke, and the lines were something that Xianghua had heard countless times.

"I'm in a good mood today, so let me get out of the way. Xianghua had a cold face.

The men laughed, but didn't get out of the way.

The laughter didn't stop, and his head fell to the ground first.

Xianghua indifferently threw the things he bought directly into the pool of blood, and raised his feet to step over the pile of minced meat.

However, before she could go far, three or four cultivators wearing cyan dragon-patterned Dao robes and dusting their fingers came after her, as if they were coming for her.

Xianghua turned his head and jumped up against the wind.

Those cultivators seemed to have thrown out some magic weapon, and directly caught Xianghua in mid-air and fell to the ground.

"I've been chasing you all the way, it's really easy to find. One of the cultivators snorted coldly.

Xianghua was trapped in this white net, and her spiritual power seemed to be drained a little bit, and she began to feel weak, and she struggled angrily, trying to break through the net.

"Save it, this is made of the cobwebs and vines of the wasteland, and if a person or a demon comes in, you have to lie on your stomach!"

This kick was really ruthless, Xianghua was kicked dizzy, and he snorted and stopped struggling.

The men lifted their nets and planned to go home.

"Wait. "Someone stopped.

Out of the woods came a monk in a bright yellow robe, pointing to the Buddha beads, and his face was solemn.

"So that Master knows that this woman has violated the iron law of my Three Holy Sects by killing dozens of people before and after. Several disciples saluted him.

The color of the monk's robe represents the identity of the monk, and the bright yellow monk's robe is only nine on the Shenzhou Continent. Although there are differences in Buddhism and Taoism, after exchanging glances with several disciples, they decided to give each other the greatest respect.

"The little monk is in charge, and he walks outside the temple of Dabaoji Temple. Zhiming moved the Buddha beads and made a bow.

"We are disciples of the Three Holy Sect's Torture Hall, and we came to arrest the sinner on the orders of the master, and we have no intention of disturbing the master. A few people returned the salute, saluted, and turned around to leave.

"This benefactor has a Bodhi heart, not a bloodthirsty person. Zhi Ming walked quickly in front of the disciples of the Three Holy Sects and blocked them.

"Killed a dozen people, this is called Bodhi?" One disciple raised his voice, "That's a mortal!

"Having Bodhi in your heart does not mean that you can feed the tiger with your body. Zhiming shook his head, obviously he knew the ins and outs of the matter.

"You monk, we don't want to give you face, if you stop us again, don't blame us for being rude!"

The rules of the torture hall clearly stipulate that those who injure people in the towns under the jurisdiction of the Three Holy Sects will be given a hundred rods, and those who kill will be punished with their lives.

"What mortals, it's they who have gathered to find me trouble!" At this time, Xianghua finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly.

"If they make trouble for you, you can avoid it, so why take their lives?" the disciples of the Three Holy Sect scoffed.

"Do I have to endure it?" Xianghua was furious.

"Yes, as a superior cultivator, you have to endure it. "Their attitude is clear at a glance.

Zhiming still refused.

"Then if this master doesn't let it, it's just a matter of fighting with his life, and the master won't let us take her, how about you follow us to the torture hall?" The disciples of the Three Holy Sect wanted to see how this monk would respond.

"Yes. Zhiming took the Buddha beads in his arms, and handed his hand over with an indifferent expression.

"You monk, it's really weird. They looked at each other, and since the monk was willing to take the murderer's place, they had no opinion.

"Can you remember it in the future? When it comes to mortal life, you must not know the importance of it. The disciple of the Three Holy Sect leaned over and collected the net pocket, raised his hand and hit Xianghua's chest with a flick of dust, making her unable to move for a short time.

"Next time, it's hard to have such good luck. He got up, glanced at Zhiming with pity, and several people tied Zhiming and left.

Xianghua was puzzled, he had never seen him in person, how could he be willing to accept it for himself?

But she was even more angry, it was clear that she was the one who was harassed, why couldn't she kill them?

Xianghua was forced to maintain this movement until a few hours later.

She wanted to see the monk.

This thought took root in his heart, and Xianghua chased directly in the direction where the disciples of the Three Holy Sects left. Chased all the way into the mountain gate of the Three Holy Sects, there were only a few disciples at the foot of the mountain gate, and unexpectedly, she was not discovered.

Along the way, many disciples gathered to discuss.

It is said that the torture hall captured a stupid and stupid monk, and wanted to be punished for a banshee who met in Pingshui, and the banshee killed twelve people before and after, and he had to be punished with his eyes gouged out first, and then executed.

Xianghua's heart tightened.

Those disciples really went to join in the excitement of the execution.

Xianghua covered his figure, followed them all the way to a very tall archway, and after passing through the archway, he saw a bloodstained round platform.

On the round platform, she saw the monk who claimed to be Zhiming, even if he was embarrassed, his face was still indifferent.

Beside him, the executioners were already sharpening their knives.

Gouging out the eyes, use the fastest knife, so that the inmate can survive the next punishment.

The sharp edge of the knife stabbed Xianghua's eyes, and she showed up without thinking about it, and rushed forward, "Stop!"

"What, don't you want to let you live, you want to rush to death?" a very gloomy voice sounded behind itself.

Not far behind the round platform is a large hall, and the door of the temple is backlit.

Someone slowly walked out of the shadows, his face was pale, his lips were bright red, and there was a long scar at the corner of his eye that extended to his sideburns.