The ruined temple was dusty, and the wind blew and whined, as if someone were weeping. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The peach wood is verdant, the branches and leaves are drooping, green and shining, each leaf is translucent like jade agate, the green glow is thick, and it flows endlessly between the veins.

At first glance, it is very miraculous, like a treasure.

The three of the Ping Demon Guard soon arrived in front of the dilapidated temple, saw this old tree, and looked at it carefully.

"The hundred-year-old peach tree mentioned in the dossier is probably talking about this tree. ”

The Confucian pointed to the thick peach tree, his eyes were full of surprise, and he felt the vitality from this peach tree, which was extremely rich, and the essence of life was boiling.

"If there is a peachwood sword made of this peachwood, it will have a miraculous effect to kill evil spirits and eliminate ghosts. ”

The Confucian scholar's gaze was a little warm, and looking at the lush peach wood, a trace of greed arose in his heart.

The two warriors who followed him were also very excited.

"It is indeed a rare good treasure, this peach wood branch is nourished by the essence of heaven and earth, it is extremely hard, and it can also communicate the vitality of heaven and earth. ”

"If you have such a peach tree in your body, you can make your body fit a lot with the vitality of heaven and earth. ”

Such a baby is heartwarming.

"Someone is crying?"

"The sound of crying came from the ruined temple, come in and see, is it a scholar?"

The three of them were pleasantly surprised, they didn't expect to be here, meeting a reader who was blown away by a hurricane.

"It's a scholar from Weicheng!" The three of them walked into the ruined temple at the same time, and saw more than a dozen scholars, some with blue noses and swollen faces, some with broken bones and tendons, pale faces, and blood flowing from their wounds.

"I've finally found you, get out of here with us, it's very dangerous to be in the wilderness with ghosts and demons. The three of them persuaded.

The scholar who was originally staying in the ruined temple was surprised at first when he saw the three people who appeared.

"Isn't this the official uniform of the Ping Demon Guard?"

"Could it be that the three of you are all members of the Ping Demon Guard, and you are here to rescue us and return to Weicheng?"

Some people are very awake and know everything in front of them, but it is real, not an illusion.

"Hehe, Mr. Yang is really well-intentioned, he actually conjured up three people from the Ping Demon Guard, let me touch it, what is the difference between the conjugal and the real person?"

Some people are unswerving, believing that everything that is happening in front of them, whether it is a hurricane, a broken companion, or this broken temple peachwood, is an illusion and cannot be believed.

He even really stepped forward to touch the cheeks of the three demon guards.

Black lines rose in the minds of the three of them, and their faces were gloomy.

Syllable!

Knock out the groping pig hands that come over!

"It's too presumptuous!"

There is anger burning, the momentum is outgoing, with killing intent, and it is very compelling.

"Roar!"

"It's all true, this illusion is too real, and Mr. Yang, the sage of the world, is worthy of being a Confucian and Taoist power!"

A reader rubbed the palm of his hand that had been patted.

"That's a lot of power!"

The palm of his hand was patted a little red.

"However, no matter what comes out, my apprenticeship belief will never be lost!"

The tone was sonorous and unwavering, he felt that this was a test, and Yang Chen, the sage of the world, must be paying attention to all this.

"Stupid!!" The Ping Demon Guardian was speechless for a while, and opened his mouth to scold angrily!

"Isn't it stupid to read?" the Ping Demon Guard Confucian sighed as he looked at this scholar speechlessly.

"I need to be quiet!Otherwise, I won't be able to control my temper!" a warrior turned, unwilling to look directly at the scholar whose mind was full of illusions.

"What should I do," he said, his forehead throbbing with suppressed anger.

"There's no way!"

"One by one, knock out and take away!"

Confucius was obviously the small leader of the trio of Ping Demon Guard, and he didn't say a word and stretched out his hand.

Bang bang bang!

The body was like lightning, and the sword danced and landed on the necks of everyone.

Knock them all out!

"It's so violent!"

A martial artist was dumbfounded, the status of a scholar was noble, as a martial artist, he really had never seen anyone treat a scholar like this.

Another martial artist, watching the blood boiling, gearing up.

"Listen to the adults' orders, and knock them all out!"

Bang bang bang!

followed by a shot, mercilessly, every time he stunned a reader, there was some indescribable refreshment in his heart.

"What's going on?"

In the peach tree in the distance, Lin Shishi has been paying attention to this place, looking confused, only feeling confused, confusing, and incomprehensible.

"Are you trying to lure me into showing up in this way?"

Lin Shishi secretly figured it out, didn't dare to act rashly, and continued to lurk and observe carefully.

Now Lin Shishi is cautious and does not dare to take risks, for fear of attracting the attention of the Great Zhou Tianxing Pavilion or the Ping Demon Guard.

After the three of them knocked out all the scholars, they scolded, "What a bunch of waste, no wonder Mr. Yang refuses to accept them as apprentices!" The Confucian scholar mentioned Yang Chen, and he was very worshipful, with eagerness in his eyes.

But he was very disgusted with this group of stalkers who had to worship Yang Chen as their teacher.

I feel that they are not worthy of being readers, and they don't have the backbone that a reader should have.

"Okay, I'll send a signal later, ask for support, let people come over, and carry this group of waste back to Weicheng for resettlement. ”

The Confucian scholar turned his eyes to the peach wood outside the ruined temple.

This peach tree, lush, leafy, every leaf, are like jasper, crystal clear, there is a green glow flowing inside, the treasure shines.

"Now let's go and overthrow this peach tree, take its branches, and cut it into a peachwood sword. ”

The three of them were moved, walked out of the broken temple, came to the peach tree, raised their eyes, and were excited.

"It's hard to imagine that such a barren place would grow such a treasure, and today, we should be fated to meet it. ”

Confucius laughed, and his excitement was unspeakable.

And Lin Shishi listened to the three of them commenting on herself, and anger rose in her heart.

"Damn thing, my aunt didn't want to provoke you, but since you are looking for death, it's no wonder to me. ”

Lin Shishi secretly urged the Maiden Heart Sutra, and the pink breath emanated from every peach leaf, with a charm that bewitched people's hearts.

The peach tree is windless and automatic, swaying, and the charm is emanating.

The three of them exhaled into a pink seductive breath, their eyes were misty, and their breathing began to become heavy.

In their minds, one after another stunning beauties appeared scratching their heads and posing.

"Huh!"

Lin Shishi sneered lightly and bit her lip.

The stout peach trees are very strong, like earth dragons, and they come out of the ground.

Sou!

The peach wood root drilled into the temple of the Confucian of the Ping Demon Guard, and with a hot brain, it came out again!

The Confucian fell to the ground with a thud, and his breath was cut off.

Another peach root was also like a sharp sword piercing through the air, drilling through the chest of a warrior, blood splashed, heart shattered, and died on the spot.

A third mahogany root was inserted directly into the other person's brain, hanging him from a tree. (To be continued.) )