Liu Tugou pressed the thoughts in his heart and turned his head to look at the east wall of the hall.

Unlike the west wall, which is covered with frescoes, the east wall is empty.

It is said that after seeing the old painter's skills, the national player was shocked and ashamed of himself for a while, even if the old painter had erased the mural, he still did not dare to get an axe, and he did not even ask for a gratuity, so he hid his face with his sleeves and left in despair. Afterwards, for some reason, Ziyangguan did not ask someone to re-paint, so that this white wall has survived to this day.

Dou Honglian walked to the east wall, stared for a moment, and suddenly raised her right arm, and the sleeve of her shirt naturally faded off, revealing the dragon-shaped tattooed tail on her forearm.

The aura on the dragon's tail was like a dancing black flame.

"Look!"

I saw Dou Honglian's right arm waving lightly, swiping it on the east wall in the air.

The next moment, as if time had turned back and the years had returned, the vision on the white wall suddenly appeared.

Liu Tugou was caught off guard, only to feel that his eyes were full of thick ink and brilliance, and his eyes were almost dazzled.

He looked intently, but saw that the walls were full of clouds and smoke, and the glow was rolling, and among the many immortals, gods, and spirit officials, there was a Tianzun sitting upright.

Liu Tugou remembered the legend that Sang Yuan said, and couldn't help but look up at Tianzun's eyes.

But when I saw that pair of eyes, the eyes were like hanging beads, and the eyes were hidden in the gods, clear and clear, like cold pond autumn water.

As soon as they were paired, there was a majestic chill that penetrated through his heart, making him involuntarily hit a spirit.

Liu Tugou wanted to take a closer look, but the mural had dimmed and disappeared.

Dou Honglian exhaled a breath of turbidity, turned around and looked at Liu Tugou and said, "After all, I am not a person who paints Longtangmen, so I can't make this mural really exist." ”

Liu Tugou didn't answer, but reminisced in his heart for a while, and then he picked up the heartlake butcher's knife and wiped out the sense of horror and awe that those eyes brought to him.

"Hey, if the Tianzun statue in the plague temple can be so expressive that day, do I dare to have the mind to replace it?"

Liu Tugou laughed at himself in his heart, and smiled at Dou Honglian: "The people of Lingshanmen also know the goods, but if it were me, even if I found out afterwards that the old painter was a demon gate giant with ill intentions, I am afraid that I would be reluctant to destroy this mural." ”

Hearing this, Dou Honglian showed her usual sneer and sarcasm again: "In the past, there was a Lingshan Patriarch statue to suppress it, so it was naturally worry-free, but now, it may not be." ”

Liu Tugou opened his mouth, a little speechless.

Dou Honglian glanced at him obliquely, and said inexplicably: "I advise you not to damage this wall in the slightest, otherwise not only will the Demon Gate be difficult with you, but even Lingshan may not be able to tolerate it." ”

Liu Tugou was suddenly surprised: "Listen to what you mean, what does this mural have to do with Lingshan?"

"It is rumored that the ancestor of the Dragon Hall has an old relationship with Lingshan, and I saw the green dragon transformed by the sword of Lingshan Tianren yesterday, and I know that the rumors are true. I don't hide it from you, for hundreds of years, since the beginning of the dragon painting ancestor, the people who painted the dragon hall have painted murals in the Taoist temples, Buddhist temples and temples all over the Great Zhou Dynasty. During this period, those sects may not have been unaware, but they have never stopped it. ”

Liu Tugou was even more surprised when he heard this, this demon gate of the heart is really evil, could it be that this is some kind of Dou Honglian's so-called more secret and treacherous method of qi luck and Taoism? If you think about it carefully, but it is not right, if this is the case, the Daomen and Buddhism will never sit idly by.

He opened his mouth and asked, "This is what you call the catastrophe?"

Dou Honglian nodded, and affirmed: "As soon as I heard that you demolished the statue of the Lingshan Patriarch, I knew that it was going to be bad, with your temper, once you found that this wall was weird, I was afraid that it would also ruin things." However, this mural involves the planning of the Dragon Drawing Patriarch and even the entire Demon Sect Southern Sect for hundreds of years, and many sects are tacitly happy to see it come to fruition, which shows that it is extremely involved......

Liu Tugou had a strange face: "You mean, I occupied the Ziyang Temple and demolished the statue of the patriarch, Lingshan may not retaliate, but if I touch this mural, I will definitely be embarrassed?"

Dou Honglian smiled weirdly: "I'm just guessing, believe it or not." But if I were you, I would never touch this mural. Also, the southern sect is prosperous, and the palaces and temples are ten times larger than those in the north, and the murals in them, you had better restrain your subordinates and stay away. ”

Liu Tugou was silent, knowing that Dou Honglian was not a persuasion, but a warning.

He grinned: "I chased and killed Yangquanzi for hundreds of miles, and destroyed many village ancestral temples along the way, especially some of them who were old and gave birth to supernatural beings, most of them were burned to the ground, why didn't anyone in the sect come forward to stop it?"

"You also said that it was a village ancestral temple, but if it weren't for your black crow being such a style, how could Wei Shuqing not let you enter Xiangzhou?"

Liu Tugou was stunned, after the fight that day, Ren Xichou once said that Wei Shuqing's method of raising knives has some shadows of the Southern Sect of the Demon Gate, which may be a side branch of the Dragon Hall. Thinking of the Wei family uncle who held an important position in the edict prison, this Demon Gate Southern Sect is really intertwined and pervasive.

It's no wonder that he only demolished the statue of Lingshan Patriarch last night, and Dou Honglian rushed to the door early this morning. As for whether Wei Bian, who was born in the Wei family, reported the news, or someone else, Liu Tugou was too lazy to investigate deeply, this kind of thing, the edict and prison can't prevent it, not to mention the black crow army that has a complicated origin and gathers for profit?

Then again, he, Second Master Liu, can tolerate Gongxi Nineteen, and naturally he can also tolerate the people of the Southern Sect of the Demon Gate, except for a few people, if they write it down, no one can turn over the waves.

Liu Tugou nodded: "I see." Since it is the finishing touch, the eyes of Tianzun on the wall are indeed extraordinary, but where is this dragon?"

Dou Honglian was immediately a little vigilant, and frowned: "Do you really want to get to the bottom of it? I am the master of the Guiliu Hall, not the master of the Painting Dragon Hall, even if I know, do you think I will tell you?"

Liu Tugou smiled indifferently: "With your identity, you only know a scale and a half claw, so you don't want to find out?"

Dou Honglian raised her eyebrows and stopped talking.

Liu Tugou suddenly understood, and shouted outside the hall: "Come on, order Tan Shu to go back to the camp immediately and take the abandoned disease over! ”

Seeing that Dou Honglian was a little puzzled, Liu Tugou smiled and said, "You will understand when my little medicine boy arrives." ”

Dou Honglian didn't ask anymore, and suddenly held the handle of the Shuangman's knife with both hands, and her expression was awe-inspiring: "Liu Dutong seems to have cultivated to a great progress, instead of being bored and waiting, how about a discussion?"

Without waiting for Liu Tugou to agree, Dou Honglian suddenly pulled out the knife with her backhand, drawing two cold arcs around her body.

In an instant, the cold atmosphere in the council hall was great!

Her eyes are clear, her pretty face is shining, her arms are high and low in front of her, the blades of her double brute knives are outward, and the blades with pale yellow brilliance are attached to her elbows, which contrast with the black dragon patterns on her arms, revealing a wild and demonic beauty.

Yesterday, the two of them were not successful in the palace, and they didn't want this young master Dou to still be haunted.

Liu Tugou's eyes lit up, and he was also in the middle of it, he had suffered a small loss in the folding willow station, and then he was calculated many times, and the second master had long wanted to call this young master Dou two catties.

The next moment, I saw Dou Honglian rushing forward, her left arm sweeping, and the yellow-white liver-cutting knife qi that was as clear as water arrived as scheduled.

Liu Tugou retreated sharply without thinking, and without waiting for Dou Honglian to swing out his right hand to split his lungs, he turned around and jumped out of the hall.

He made a move on the way, and in the sound of the knife, the slaughtering knife followed, turning into a pale cyan streamer and flying out of the hall together.

"It's spacious outside!"

Hearing the words coming from outside the hall, Dou Honglian chuckled, held her two knives upside down, and flew out to chase after her.

She rose and fell, jumped to the platform outside the hall, and before she could stand firmly, she suddenly felt that the sky in front of her was dark, and the sound of a knife exploded in her ears.

Liu Tugou held the knife in both hands, condescending, and pounced fiercely like a tiger descending from a mountain.

The slaughtering knife was clear and clear, wrapped in a sharp and piercing knife qi, and slashed at the girl's forehead from afar.

"Sure enough, it's cunning!"

was snatched back the lead by Liu Tugou lightly, Dou Honglian scolded, and jumped forward without stopping, instantly narrowing the distance with Liu Tugou.

I saw that as soon as the tip of her right foot landed, before she could step on it, her waist was folded, and her whole body rotated in place like a spinning top, stretching her body upwards while rotating, and the double brute knife drew a wonderful arc.

The whole movement is like a goddess throwing her sleeves, with a beautiful posture and a straight dance.

However, the next moment, it was a murderous opportunity!

I saw Dou Honglian's whole person turn around in place, like a flower blooming, the right hand of the Split Lung Knife was raised high above his head, the Qi Feng protrusion was slanted upward, the tip of the knife was picked at Liu Tugou's chest and abdomen, and several gray flying cones turned by the Split Lung Knife Qi shot towards his jaw and eyes.

The liver cutting knife held horizontally on the chest by the left hand made a horizontal cut, and the water-like knife qi swept towards Liu Tugou's legs at close range!

Dou Honglian reacted very quickly this time, and made a move like an antelope hanging its horns, and immediately turned defense into offense, and hit Liu Tugou by surprise.

Liu Tugou was in mid-air, not surprised and happy, it had always been the second master who punched the master to death, and today he finally met such a man who obviously has a unique knife intent and sharp knife spirit, but he prefers to fight in danger between square inches.

Between the lightning and flint, the Gangyi that he rarely used appeared, but it was not Mai, but in the shape of a tiger, enveloping his whole body.

Liu Tugou took a deep breath suddenly, his voice was extremely loud, like a bellows, and a large piece of his chest and abdomen collapsed out of thin air during the inhalation, and the whole person was like a skinny sick tiger, avoiding the blade of the lung-splitting knife.

His two calves were rushed by the liver cutting knife, and he didn't resist hard, but bent his knees and shrunk his legs, and with this momentum, he stopped the fall slightly, and then struggled to step on the blade of the liver cutting knife that followed the knife qi, and his head and body fell back at the same time, narrowly avoiding the flying cone turned by the lung-splitting knife qi.

Liu Tugou turned his head backwards in the air, and the person was still in mid-air, and he already felt a fierce wind blowing in his face.

Dou Honglian flew up, a knife appeared in front of her, the middle palace went straight in, and a knife was hidden behind her elbow, and the killing machine was hidden.

Liu Tugou didn't have time to take a closer look, he opened his mouth and spit out, like a tiger roaring!