Millennial fox demon Mei Jiangxue has always been known for her intelligence, in the past thousand years, she has long sleeves and is good at dancing, and she has made good connections, and most of the people in the demon clan have been gracious, so if the tree demon wants to stand on its own with Lanruo Temple, one needs to rely on the old demon of Montenegro to deter Baimang Mountain, so that the spring thirty Niang can not act rashly; Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The past is gone, and today coincides with my sister getting close to Lanruo Temple, but I don't know how to teach me?"

After three rounds of drinking, the tree demon knew that Mei Jiangxue had nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, and playing tricks with this brilliant fox demon was just a humiliation, so he asked openly and honestly.

Mei Jiangxue was originally a greeting conversation with a smile, but when she heard the words, her face was gloomy and regretful, and she raised her wrist lightly to signal the tree demon to retreat from the maid.

Seeing this, the tree demon grandmother did as she said, waving her hand to signal all the lonely souls and wild ghosts to retreat, and after a few breaths, it was already empty, only Mei Jiangxue and the tree demon of Lanruo Temple sat opposite each other and looked at each other.

"Take a step back and open the sky. Mei Jiangxue sighed and persuaded her: "How can Chun Thirty Niang be easy to compete with her generation, why bother to fight for your life and death for a false name, that is, to become the demon king, how can you be happy today." ”

"Sister's eyes are as bright as torches......" The tree demon grandmother stared at the night outside Lanruo Temple, but there was a crazy smile on her strange face, and the demonic aura lingered even more violently, and she sneered and said: "Spring Thirty Niang is vicious and ferocious, and controls the demon clan with "Ghost Spirits Wine". ”

"The little sister has also cultivated for thousands of years, so she has to do it as a last resort in order to protect herself......

Mei Jiangxue's trip was to spy on whether the old demon of Montenegro was on the side, as for the deep hatred between Chun Thirty Niang and the tree demon of Lanruo Temple, it was none of her business, so she pretended to sigh and said: "My sister has always been arrogant, and I don't want to be restrained with Chun Thirty Niang." ”

"You need to think twice before you act, don't be greedy, you and I are sisters after all, ......"

Mei Jiangxue frowned and sighed, her white cheeks became more and more lonely, as if she was extremely worried about the tree demon of Lanruo Temple, and the hundreds of years of sisterhood were quite sincere.

"Sister, it's okay to be relieved!" the tree demon grandma stopped talking, and looked at Mei Jiangxue with a somewhat apologetic expression.

There are really few close friends in the life of the tree demon's grandmother, and Mei Jiangxue of Qingqiu Mountain is one of them, who had desperately protected each other five hundred years ago, how can she easily let go, but this plot is very involved, and it can't be easily told.

Mei Jiangxue saw that the dryad's expression was different, but since she wanted to stop talking, she didn't want to know important things with her family, so she didn't want to ask questions, so as not to be wary of it.

A faint sword intent suddenly arose a few miles away, and then the power of the Dao Law followed, obviously a cultivator broke into the realm of Lanruo Temple, and fought with the lonely souls and wild ghosts driven by the tree demon.

Mei Jiangxue's beautiful eyes seemed to be full of stars, and the stars were lingering with brilliant light, and there were all kinds of scenes circulating, so she looked at the past several miles away.

"Yan Chixia!"

The body of the tree demon grandmother is an old locust tree that covers the sky and the sun, and the roots of the tree stretch for hundreds of miles criss-crossed, and the mind has been fully insightful, and the strange cheeks are full of hideous and resentful colors, and she gritted her teeth and said.

"Oh, Qingcheng outcast, hot-handed judge?"

Mei Jiangxue asked in surprise, this Yan Chixia is also very famous, she was originally a disciple of Qingcheng Xianmen, but she was expelled from the master because of her Buddhist exercises, first she threw herself into the imperial court to catch the head, caught all the Jiangyang thieves, and then got tired of the filth of officialdom, and traveled the world with a single sword, which is a little similar to the "Qingping Sword Immortal Lu Sanniang".

Although the tree demon grandma is not afraid of Yan Chixia, but now that she has the great enemy of Spring Thirty Niang, she does not want to have more branches, so she can only temporarily suppress the evil spirit in her heart and make plans for the next day.

Lanruo Temple forest is deep and dense, the cold wind blows and shakes the branches and leaves, because the spring thunder has passed, so the snakes, insects, rats and ants have been revived, Yan Chixia holds a broadsword and stands on the chest, the mana pulled by the "Qiankun borrowing method" is surging, and the "palm thunder" is thundering everywhere, and there is a great way to look at the world.

Nie Xiaoqian was extremely frightened, hiding behind the old tree, trying her best to restrain her breath, lest her soul be scattered in the hands of this person, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she secretly regretted that she should not meet that scholar again.

Penghao covered up the weak scholar, and lightly wanted to avoid this fierce and vicious "Jiangyang thief", fearing that he would cut off his head and go to the yamen to ask for merit and reward.

Ning Caichen was originally a poor scholar, went to Guobei Town to collect debts, hid in the legendary Lanruo Temple in the heavy rain to stay, and was attracted by a burst of piano music after nightfall, and met the stunning beauty Nie Xiaoqian.

And this "Jiangyang thief" came from the wind, and his methods were extremely vicious, and he had already cut off the head of a young woman, Ning Caichen was timid and frightened, so he hid in the basil.

"Report to the officer!"

Ning Caichen was originally a weak scholar who was powerless, but at this moment, seeing that this "Jiangyang thief" would definitely endanger the woman's life, he rose up to be a hero to save the beauty.

"Smack!"

When the footsteps moved, he unintentionally stepped on the dead branches, and when the grass and trees were all soldiers, he was even more heartbroken, and when he subconsciously looked over, he saw that the "Jiangyang thief" had already slashed down with a sword in the air.

"Whoosh!"

Flowing clouds flying sleeves and yin qi poured like arrows, although Nie Xiaoqian was afraid of this Yan Chixia's profound Taoism, but she didn't want this interesting scholar to die, so she made a move to disturb her, and then harnessed the yin wind to escape.

Yan Chixia was originally a spicy judge who shocked the 26 provinces of Kandong and Guangxi, and after withdrawing from the rivers and lakes, she devoted herself to cultivation, and the dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism was even more powerful, even the thousand-year-old tree demon was not afraid, how could she let this lonely soul and wild ghost wreak havoc and harm people.

"Prajnaparami!"

When he drew his bow and arrow, he saw that the arrow was haunting with a Buddha light, shooting towards the fleeing lonely ghost and wild ghost.

Although the arrow was a few zhang away, no matter how Nie Xiaoqian turned and flew, she was still chasing after her, and the lingering Buddha light had already attenuated Nie Xiaoqian's yin qi, and once she was hit, her soul was scattered.

"Humph!"

This cold snort was extremely strange, as if the murmuring of a hoarse honest man and a girl at the same time, like a sharp claw cutting across the wall, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The flat ground protruded from the green vines, like spider webs blocking the arrows, and when they collided, they burst into flames and burned with the green vines.

"Count you fast, phew!"

Yan Chixia was furious, and with the broadsword in front of the burning green vine in her hand, she scolded arrogantly.

"We all want to find a place to live, why don't you keep getting along with me!"

The voice of the dryad grandmother sounded again, echoing in the deep grass of the forest, but it came from nowhere.

"Phew, who can't get along with you, I'm hiding in this ghost place, just to avoid the grievances of the rivers and lakes!"

Yan Chixia was extremely disdainful, and the broadsword returned to the sheath abruptly after pulling a sword flower, and shouted loudly.

"Everyone wants to reduce the number of evil people in the world, they are all benefiting the people, and they can be regarded as people in the same way!" said the tree demon grandmother with the evil anger in her heart.

"Phew, fellow travelers, with your mother's big-headed ghost!" Yan Chixia was furious, took a few steps forward and listened to the direction of the voice, and shouted angrily: "I don't care if you kill the bad guy, as long as you kill the wrong good guy, I will get rid of you!"

The cold wind swept this basil swaying, and the dim moonlight was even more cold and lonely, the burly Yan Chixia is a person and a sword, in the realm of Lanruo Temple, not only has no fear, but also has the arrogance of seeing this thousand-year-old tree demon like a chicken.

About four o'clock, the weak scholar was already out of breath and sweating profusely, but he beat the big drum in front of the county government in Guobei Town, and the drum continued to urge the candlelight of the county government to light up, and in the sparse footsteps, the officials on duty were all rushing to the scene, each picking up the water and fire stick and standing left and right on the top of the yamen hall.

"My lord, I found the murderer Liu Yidao......"

Ning Caichen hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, hoping that the officials in the yamen could rush to Lanruo Temple and arrest the "Liu Yidao", so that the beautiful woman was spared.

The entrance of the yamen has been open to the south since ancient times, and there is no reason to come in without money!

Today's officialdom is filthy, and the so-called "being an official for thousands of miles is only for money", and when the bribery in the court is unsuccessful, the county magistrate is naturally annoyed and angry, so he will beat it to the skin and flesh, and then retreat from the court.

Ning Caichen was originally a weak scholar, how could he struggle to open the officials, and when the white cheek was revealed, Yan Chixia had already entered the room, shouting and moving slowly.

Chickens and dogs jumped above the county hall of the county government, when I heard that the scholar said that the place was actually the Lanruo Temple in the north of the city, and there were gusts of wind swept in, blowing over the brazier "dangchang" to make a sound, and the lanterns under the eaves were also abruptly extinguished by candlelight, which made the county government of Guobei Town silent like a cicada, and when the county order shouted to retreat, all the birds and birds scattered.

Outside the county ya, the pair of stone lions have been baptized by the wind and rain is already a blurred mouth and nose, thinking that it is just an ordinary craftsman's doing, the pair of lanterns that have been extinguished and swaying in the wind, a weak young man is indifferent, standing with his hands and looking at the farce in the yamen, the "Qingluan Qi Fairy Sword" is held in his hand.

Guobei Town, Wailanruo Temple, A Chinese Ghost Story Ning Caichen.

This classic love story is naturally popular, how could Bao Wenzheng not know, but he never expected that it would be so coincidental, and Mei Jiangxue and Lanruo Temple were guests, when Chun Thirty Niang needed to kill the tree demon, the story of Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian was also staged.

Ten miles of Pinghu frost sky, green silk inch by inch sorrowful Chinese year, the moon line single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck not envy the immortal......

"I'm sorry......" Bao Wenzheng muttered softly, but he was talking to himself, staring deeply at Ning Caichen, who was also a scholar, and Yan Chixia, who was chivalrous and courageous, the spicy judge who was famous in the twenty-six provinces in the past, and then walked into the night.

"Hey, cultivators......"

Yan Chixia finally persuaded this pedantic scholar to go to the mass grave behind Nalanruo Temple to find out, but when she walked out of the gate of the county office, she noticed a fierce sword intent gradually moving away, and she was suddenly surprised and puzzled.

"Dada!"

Since she had never met in person, Yan Chixia naturally would not chase after her, so she and Ning Caichen stepped on the yellow horse and went straight in the direction of Lanruo Temple.