Night Moon, Demon City.

There was a person standing in the gloomy demon hall, illuminated by the strange fire of the palace lamp.

But I saw that this person was wearing a water-blue half-arm skirt, which was long and could be dragged to the ground, and used a water-blue palace silk to tie the slender waist that could not be grasped, and the pitch-black hair hung down to the waist, and the head was decorated with two metallic blue butterflies.

Her face is not powdered, but she feels that the flower and the moon look like a hibiscus out of the water, the skin is like a condensed fat like a hidden orchid, and the huge, wide and dark Demon Treasure Hall has a brilliance because of her at this time.

Her beauty is otherworldly, and her expression is slightly indifferent, making people feel that she should not belong to this mundane world.

It should be a fairy who has been degraded to the earth.

When people see her, they will naturally think of immortals, this is how many people's first impression of her, no matter where she is, the demon blue butterfly is the highlight.

The darker place in front seemed to be the throne of the Demon King, but it was too dim and vague to see very really, and even the demonic fire of the palace lamp didn't seem to dare to invade that area.

There seemed to be a person sitting upright on the throne of the Demon Venerable, but he couldn't see it clearly, it was that place, and suddenly a slightly surprised voice came out: "Zeng Wei actually ran away, Blue Butterfly, who made a move to stop you?"

The speaker's tone was majestic, and he spoke calmly, but his voice was like a bell, and it was the Demon Emperor Ziyu.

"It's a release!" said the Demon Blue Butterfly lightly, her voice was like a dream, giving people the feeling of being in the clouds.

"Release the Sky ......," the Demon Emperor muttered the name, as if trying to fish out a little bit of information about this person in his mind.

"It's the Dharma Protector of the Buddha Palm Temple!" Lan Die reminded, her beautiful eyes flashing, and she remembered a scene that happened not long ago:

Blue sky, white clouds, white cloud building.

A blue mang suddenly flashed, and two blue butterfly darts were released in different directions, one hit him in the mud pill palace, and the other hit him in the middle of the chest, all aimed at the vital points of the human body.

Shikong saw that the two blue butterfly darts left two light blue afterimages breaking through the air, his brows couldn't help frowning, and a golden light "swastika" suddenly appeared in the middle of his forehead.

The whole body of the Buddha is also suddenly full of golden light, the golden light is solemn, solemn, inviolable, the Buddha palm temple is like the Western Heaven Golden Body Arhat Nether, the treasure is solemn.

Shikong picked up the tin staff with a solemn treasure in his hand with both hands, waved it forward, holding the golden light, only to hear the two crisp sounds of "Dangdang", and the two whistling blue butterfly darts were shot down by the tin staff in unison.

The diners of the rivers and lakes sighed for a while, and they were all more in awe of the release of the sky, you know, before this, the blue butterfly dart has never been avoided.

Three blue butterfly darts suddenly appeared in the right hand of the blue butterfly, and the darts were thrown violently, only to see that the three darts flew out of three feet and suddenly turned into thousands of blue butterfly darts that broke through the air and rushed forward, as if thousands of blue butterflies were dancing wildly, and as if thousands of murderous mans were rushing and roaring.

Shikong suddenly felt that his eyes were full of blue mangs, and his eyes were densely packed with blue butterfly darts, which made him take several steps back.

I saw that Shikong suddenly danced a Vajra Demon Tin Staff so fast that the rings on the staff could not make a sound, forming a wall of golden light, and the thousands of blue butterfly darts continued to impact the air wall of Shikong like the impact of thousands of armies.

Shikong was forced to retreat again and again, but the thousands of blue butterfly darts failed to penetrate his wall of golden light.

Suddenly, I heard three crisp sounds of "dang dang dang", and the three blue butterfly darts suddenly landed, and the blue light in the sky suddenly disappeared.

When people looked at it again, they suddenly realized that the Demon Blue Butterfly was gone, and no one noticed how she suddenly disappeared.

That Zeng Wei saw that the demon blue butterfly was gone, and thought that she was scared away by the Buddha Palm Temple's Shikong, and for a while, he regarded Shikong as his reborn parents, and thanked Dade for kneeling down again and again.

"Huh?"

Shikong saw that Zeng Wei in front of him was still alive, and a trace of surprise passed on his face.

At this moment, the three blue butterfly darts on the ground suddenly turned into three beautiful blue butterflies.

Butterflies wrapped in a hint of blue light, fluttering and dancing, as if no one was around.

Then the butterflies began to disintegrate, slowly, but they were still flying.

Eventually, they shattered like mirrors, turned into bits of blue rain, and vanished.

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Small town, downtown.

There was a man walking down the street with a group of men, swaggering like a crab walking sideways.

The man was gorgeously dressed, about seven feet long, about thirty, slightly fat, with two large ears, one eye covered with a black blindfold, revealing only a triangular eye with a fierce aura.

This person is known as "Yan Azai", relying on Lao Tzu's little power, often leading a group of subordinates to look east and west on the street, and when he sees a woman with a bit of beauty, he will use both soft and hard to take people away.

Today's luck was good, Yan Azai took a group of people to walk on the street, and suddenly looked back, he saw a very beautiful beauty.

But I saw that the man was sixteen or seventeen years old, he looked very dignified and beautiful, his lips were red without dots, his eyebrows were green without painting, he had a pair of phoenix eyes, his eyes were clearer than autumn water, his long hair was waist-length, he was not messy at all, his body was slender and enchanting, he was wearing pink clothes, and he was looking at the umbrella by the stall alone.

Yan Azai pondered: "There are such unparalleled beauties in this small city, I have not met them until now!"

Yan Azai was itching, and led a group of people to push away the pedestrians and immediately go over to talk, Yan Azai said: "Little beauty, what about buying an umbrella?"

The woman glanced at her, her face was as pale as water, and she lowered her head to choose an umbrella, and she ignored him, but the boss who sold the umbrella was panicked when he saw Yan Azai, and he unconsciously took a few steps back.

Yan Azai saw that she didn't pay attention, and suddenly smiled again: "Girl, where do we seem to have met?"

The woman was flipping through the oil-paper umbrella, as if the oil-paper umbrella was much more interesting than the man.

Yan Azai couldn't help muttering in her heart: "Could it be that she is deaf?"

Yan Azai looked at the woman's beautiful and dignified face, but seeing that there was a slight majesty between her eyebrows, she felt interesting, Yan Azai pondered: "There are more than 30 wives in my family, and the total is not as good as hers, I can't let this person go." ”

So Yan Azai beckoned his subordinates behind him, those subordinates are also thugs, and they will do a little bit of kung fu, Yan Azai has a calm face, waved his hand, and said coldly: "Take it back!"

Two thugs came up first and smiled at the woman, "Girl, come with us!"

The eyes of the two thugs had been staring at the woman, they had never seen such a beauty, and for a moment they were so fascinated that they forgot that they were here to capture her.

Everyone could see that Yan Azai was here to rob the people's daughter, but the woman didn't seem to be able to see it, so she asked curiously: "Come with you, where are you going?"

Her voice was crisp and crisp, and her tone was slightly majestic.

Yan Azai couldn't help but be stunned, and said in his heart: "I'm not deaf, my voice is very good." ”

"You'll know when you go. Yan Azai said with a smile.

"If you don't say it, then I won't go. The woman said lightly, still holding an oil-paper umbrella by herself, always with her back to everyone.

Yan Azai glanced at the two thugs, and the two of them woke up like a dream, and they were about to rob them when they came forward.

Suddenly, a group of thugs found that the end of the scabbard of a silver-white iron sword was on Yan Azai's shoulder, which was very abrupt, and the hilt of the sword was held by a young man, his waist was straight, his sword eyebrows were starry, and his face was clearly contoured, it was Zhang Siyu.

Yan Azai glared at the young man with one eye and shouted: "Who, get out of the way, don't get in the way of the uncle's official business." ”

"Robbing people's girls in broad daylight, what kind of official business are you performing?" Zhang Siyu said.

This commotion attracted countless audiences, and the people surrounded them three times inside and three times outside, everyone loved to watch the excitement, but they all looked at Yan Azai with three or four points of fear in their eyes.

Yan Azai looked at the beauty, then at the troubled young man, and said impatiently: "Are you his own brother?"

Saying that, he was about to open the scabbard with one big hand, but Zhang Siyu didn't answer, just smiled.

Yan Azai suddenly felt that the white shadow flashed in front of him, Zhang Siyu's "Fengyue" iron sword had hit his head hard, Yan Azai shouted, one eye went straight to Venus, one eye almost wanted to spew fire, and shouted to the thug next to him: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry, give me this bastard to death." ”

Only then did more than 20 thugs brought out by Yan Azai react, in this small city, someone dared to touch their Yan family's eldest young master?

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