Wang Qi drank a lot, and for a while he forgot about the demon extermination. was mentioned by Xuankong, and his face turned pale with fright.

Hurriedly grabbed Xuankong and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother, what should we do?"

Xuankong blew out the already dim and faint oil lamp on the table, lay down on the couch and looked at Erlang's legs, and said relaxedly: "Now, it's almost time, what are you doing if you don't sleep?"

Wang Qi was close to Xuankong, and he didn't dare to move, where could he sleep?

The house that Xuankong picked casually was also lucky, and through the window lattice, you could see the carriage on the opposite side, and you could vaguely see the corpse covered with a paper quilt under the carriage gauze tent.

I don't know if the female corpse has "come to life", Wang Qi didn't dare to go over and take a closer look by himself, his mind was full of blind thoughts, and he couldn't help but show a slight sense of fear. He hated himself, he should have drunk more of his brother's wine just now, how beautiful would it be if he could sleep to death now?

It's not that I can't sleep, after all, I drank a few more glasses, and I was wary of the female corpse. After a while, it's sleepy.

Listen to Xuankong's snort getting thicker and thicker, until he snores again and again. Wang Qi sighed in his heart, so he had to pinch the tender meat of his thighs one by one, not daring to sleep to death. When I was in a daze, I suddenly heard a "rustling" sound from the opposite side of the house.

Wang Qi closed his mouth tightly and secretly begged God to worship Buddha in his heart.

When he opened his eyes and looked to the other side, he saw that the female corpse stood up from the carriage in a daze, stretched out her hand and pushed open the gauze tent and jumped closer to the wooden house where they were sleeping. The wooden door creaked and was pushed open from the outside.

The female corpse jumped all the way to the bed, shouting "Creation" in her heart, and God sent two prosperous men to herself.

As long as the yang energy of these two people is absorbed, it will not be far from the realm where the yin and yang are reconciled and the corpse pill is generated.

Her body bent down, sniffed in front of Xuankong, and was met with Xuankong with a wine burp, and the smell of wine mixed with garlic almost didn't smoke the female corpse. "This guy stinks!" the female corpse scolded angrily in her heart, turning her head to Wang Qi's face.

Wang Qi also scolded in his heart, he knew that he would not follow the senior brother down the mountain.

The elder brother is also powerful, and he has a leg with a female ghost.

He was half numb and half sober as he watched the female corpse pause on Xuankong's body and leaned directly into his face. Seeing that it was about to be his turn, cold sweat was already pouring out of Wang Qi's back, and he couldn't help but hold his breath and squeeze his head straight to Xuankong's side.

Wang Qi prayed and kicked Xuankong with his foot, but Xuankong slept too dead and didn't even hum.

It's to raise the volume of the purr by a few tones.

The horror in his heart became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't bear it, his hands and feet began to tremble a little, and the red lips of the female corpse were about to print on Wang Qi's mouth. How do you know that the lips of the female corpse are red? It's very simple, because Wang Qi was already scared and jumped up from the bed.

Facing the female corpse, Wang Qi cried and begged: "Please, my senior brother is better than me."

The female corpse's originally pale face turned a little paler, as if she was startled by Wang Qi's "fraudulent corpse". Wang Qi roared angrily: "Dead Daoist friends don't die poor Dao, I'll fight with you!" While shouting the slogan of fighting with the female corpse, Wang Qi's body shrank to the ground.

Originally, he thought that the old Taoist chief was deceiving himself when he practiced the wall-piercing technique to perfection and turned it into a retreat technique.

Now one is in a hurry, and he really used it.

He burrowed his head into the ground.

The female corpse was stunned for a moment, suddenly startled, and reached out to grab it on the bed board. Fortunately, Wang Qi was not lazy in his homework, and accumulated a little real power to focus on the art of retreating, and escaped from the female corpse with a shrunken head.

The female corpse roared, and her hands plunged into the ground like iron knives.

Wang Qidao is too shallow, first, he can't dive into the depths of the earth, and second, he has to raise his head every once in a while to change his breath.

The female corpse's nails poked, and his head shrank a little. When the female corpse withdrew her hand, she probed her head again to take a breath. The female corpse made a move, Wang Qi shrank his head, the female corpse withdrew his hand, Wang Qi took a breath, and just like a game of whack-a-mole, you played back and forth for a while.

With such a stalemate, both sides are exhausted. The female corpse finally couldn't hold back her anger, and stretched out her arms to cast a spell through the dirt.

Wang Qi watched as the earthy yellow aura gathered on the fingertips of the female corpse, although he didn't know what kind of spell this was, he only said that he would definitely die this time, and he was so frightened that he almost fainted. But after waiting for a long time with his eyes closed, Wang Qi didn't feel any pain in his body.

When he looked up again, Xuankong, who was sleeping comfortably on the bed, reached out and stuck on the arms of the female corpse.

A spirit talisman was attached to the forehead of the female corpse, making her unable to move, and she was subdued by Xuankong like this, and gradually, she froze there.

It turned out that Xuankong had already woken up, or that he was simply pretending to be asleep. When the female corpse came, Wang Qi's reaction was too violent, which gave him the idea of watching the show, and it was not until the female corpse was about to launch a big move that he took action to restrain the female corpse.

Wang Qi wiped a handful of cold sweat and smiled bitterly in his heart: "Next time, I will never come out with my senior brother to die, how can there be any reason to put myself straight and sleep in front of zombies?"

Xuankong restrained the female corpse with his hand, Wang Qicai got up from the ground, Xuankong couldn't help laughing: "Pat the ashes, you're covered in mud, be careful that the second senior brother won't let you go back to the mountain." "In the Laoshan faction, Xuankong has always ignored things, and the rules in the sect are in the hands of the second senior brother.

It's just that the second senior brother likes to be neat and tidy, and he has no way to take the sloppy habit of Xuankong, but he still has his hands on Wang Qi, who has just started.

Wang Qi rushed up: "Fortunately, Senior Brother saved my life, otherwise I would have been in a catastrophe tonight!"

Xuankong was embarrassed to tell him that he was addicted to watching whack-a-mole games, so he was reluctant to come to the rescue. With a little apology at the moment, he patted Wang Qi on the shoulder: "I will often come to Houshan in the future, and my senior brother will teach you a few fun tricks." ”

Wang Qi was overjoyed in his heart, only then did he know that the Xuankong Dao method was profound, and he said that it was a fun trick, and it was definitely not the kind of mainland goods like the broken boulder on his chest.

Thousands of miles away from home, isn't it just to learn a skill?

Xuankong pointed to the female corpse and said, "You go and tear off the talisman on her head." ”

Wang Qi was stupid, how could the female corpse who had finally surrendered so easily let her go so easily? Xuankong explained: "I think her actions are only for the sake of the man's yang energy. Although I haven't seen the corpse of the person who was sucked by her yang energy before, I guess I still have some certainty that I can save it. ”

Xuankong's grasp comes from the "Lingbao Duren Sutra" in his arms, and the hunters in this village are originally vain ghosts who have not finished their lives. It's just that he lost his yang energy, so he had to turn into a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and when he counted the time, he shouldn't have been led to Huangquan by the soul envoy.

Therefore, as long as they can get their yang energy back, Xuankong also wants to try to see what it feels like to save someone's life and build a seventh-level floating slaughter.

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