At midnight, the cold spring mist, the mist gushes out, the mist disperses but is not chaotic, and the slightest mist floats out from the cracks in the fence, like the aroma of food, tempting the souls of the villagers who are sleeping in their dreams. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoA ghost sat up from its body, stumbled out of bed and walked as if sleepwalking, gathered at the entrance of the village, and floated together in the direction of the Cold Spring Pavilion.

In the Cold Spring Pavilion closest to the entrance of the village, Brother Sun sat on the ground in a daze, his eyes staring straight ahead, his body shaking into a sieve. The two men behind him stood behind him, both tense and worried. The Cold Spring Pavilion, where Brother Sun was located, was the closest to the entrance of the village, and last night was the frontline that faced the Yin Spirits the most, the most, and the most tragic. The Iron Pavilion could only block immortal cultivators, and had no defensive power against the Yin Spirit. Although the wooden pavilion can block the Yin Spirit, it is a pity that the sturdiness is limited. After last night's battle, the wooden fence had been destroyed by the ghost's crash, and the rest of the planks were also crumbling, and it didn't look like it could survive the night safely. The yin ghost drifted closer and closer, and Little Brother Sun's body trembled more and more, and he involuntarily turned his head, his eyes looking straight at the Cold Spring Pavilion behind him.

Inside that Cold Spring Pavilion is Sun Xiaoge's last hope, he has always relied on, his stepfather Sun Boss. It's a pity that Brother Sun's fiery gaze was met with a silent response from Boss Sun. Boss Sun folded his arms around his chest and stood in the pavilion domineeringly, but unfortunately he betrayed him with a slight shaking of his fingers, revealing the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart. In contrast, Wang Lao Er was much calmer, he clenched his fists, and a trace of excitement flashed on his face.

"What a fool who loves to play with his life!" Zhang Laosan looked at Wang Laoer's expression in his eyes, and couldn't help muttering in his heart. He moved his gaze to Boss Sun's slightly trembling fingers again, and added another sentence in his heart: "Is the boss still reliable this time?" Alas, it seems that you still have to count on yourself at the critical moment! On the contrary, you have to watch out for the boss. ”

The cold spring was filled with mist, and the gloomy color in Zhang Laosan's eyes became deeper and deeper. He turned his head to look at the Cold Spring Pavilion next door, guarding the pavilion, in addition to Gu Siniang and Gu Xiaoqi, there was also a young man named Zhang Shishi. The life or death of Gu Siniang and Gu Xiaoqi's siblings, Zhang Laosan doesn't care at all. But that Zhang Fourteen is Zhang Laosan's most confidant, his biological nephew, and the last bloodline of the Zhang family.

"Forget it, it's not my own son anyway, so I can't take care of it so much. In just a moment, Zhang Laosan made a decision, his own life was important, and the life and death of others could no longer be taken into account.

Zhang Shishi shrank in the corner of the Cold Spring Pavilion and looked at Gu Xiaoqi with some awe. And Gu Xiaoqi leaned on the fence calmly, with no panic in his eyes. Gu Siniang's face was pale, she glanced at Gu Xiaoqi hesitantly, and asked in a trembling voice: "Xiaoqi, are you so sure?" ”

Gu Xiaoqi glanced at Gu Siniang absentmindedly, and said confidently: "Sister, you can rest assured, immortals have their own clever plans! ”

Human emotions, like most diseases, are highly contagious. Gu Xiaoqi's composure and confidence infected Gu Siniang and Zhang Shishi. Gu Siniang's face was still pale, but her expression was much more relaxed. The look of awe in Zhang Shishi's eyes was heavier, but his body was not so curled up.

At the back of the pavilion array, Cheng Ziming stood quietly in the Cold Spring Pavilion, his face was sinking like water, his eyes were extraordinarily bright, his mind was constantly turning, and he was still carefully analyzing what might happen tonight, as well as the best countermeasure. The whole man shrank in the bearskin, squatted on the ground like a small mountain, and only moved slightly when he rubbed his hands and sighed. Xin Yue was much more comfortable, his whole body was bathed in the mist, running the cultivation method, only to feel that his cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds, and soon there were signs of breakthroughs.

In the two Cold Spring Pavilions next door, Xiao Wu shrank in the corner of the pavilion, Brother Jin half-squatted beside him, patted Xiao Wu's shoulder with his hand, and said softly: "Don't worry, as long as I am alive, I will definitely protect you." ”

Lao Li Tou held Xiao Li Tou in his arms and asked with a smile: "Good grandson, are you afraid?"

Xiao Litou's lips were pale, and his eyes were full of horror, but he still endured and said, "Old Li Tou's grandson, how can he be afraid! What is there to be afraid of?"

Lao Li Tou gently patted Xiao Li Tou's forehead and said with a smile: "This is my good grandson! Don't be afraid! No matter what happens, you must deal with it calmly." Only by being calm can we maximize the power of magic weapons and spells, and can we live......"

"I know! How many times have you nagged!" Xiao Litou's eyes flashed, and he whispered: "Grandpa, grandson is calm and calm, and he will definitely not let you have any trouble." ”

Lao Li Tou slapped the top of Xiao Li Tou's head fiercely, and shouted softly: "What nonsense! Grandpa still needs you to take care of it, and when the time comes, take care of yourself and save your life!

Shen Yuanwai, who was in the same pavilion with his grandfather and grandson, had been silent, and suddenly muttered at this time: "Siniang, I don't know if you can spend this night safely." It's so beautiful, it would be a pity if there was an accident. If I had known this, I should have touched it in time......"

Everyone had their own thoughts, and in a blink of an eye, the ghost floated in, and the first person in the front was the village chief, and under the attraction of the mist, he was stunned and floated towards the pavilion where Sun Xiaoge was. Brother Sun was clever, subconsciously waved his hand, and a short sword flew out of his hand. In an instant, the short sword hit the village chief, but the sword body passed through the village chief's body, and the village chief's soul body was driven by the sword qi to shake, and the white fluorescence on his body had just faded a few points, and then he recovered under the nourishment of the mist.

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"Use the talisman quickly!" shouted one of the attendants beside Brother Sun. While throwing out a long sword and waving it again and again, he secretly complained in his heart: since he followed the little boss of Brother Sun, the high-level magic weapons and talismans on his body had to be handed in, and now all the talismans were on Brother Sun, so he didn't even have a means to attack the Yin Spirit.

Brother Sun trembled and took out a handful of talismans from the storage bag, holding the talisman in front of him, but found that his hands were shaking so badly that the talisman was dangling and he couldn't see it clearly. At this time, I don't know who suddenly screamed, Sun Xiaoge's whole body trembled, and he hurriedly pulled out a talisman casually, and then threw out the talisman with a flash of inspiration.

A cyan aura wafted out. Brother Sun blinked, but found that there was no reaction around, what kind of charm is this?

"Stupid! That's a wood spirit power talisman, giving birth to plants and trees, there isn't even a tree here, this talisman has a fart!" scolded the attendant wielding the long sword. He swung his sword several times in a row, and the sword pierced the body of the yin soul every time, but he didn't even leave a scratch, he was unhappy in his heart, and he didn't care about the identity of Brother Sun's leader, and shouted and cursed.

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