However, Li Zhichang did not have the slightest excitement, because the smoke and dust dissipated, and the Nine-Tailed Demon Saint stood in the air.

It's just that the clothes are not neat, revealing a few patches of pale skin, which is eye-catching.

The long hair is also scattered and messy, not as calm as before, and his expression is slightly embarrassed. She looked at Li Zhichang with some embarrassment, but said in an extremely calm tone: "This game, this is the end of it." ”

As she spoke, she took out a silk scarf woven of brocade clouds from her bosom and spread it into the air, and in an instant, a few wisps of colored smoke flew from the silk scarf and floated around the void. If you look closely, the colored smoke seems to be a kind of quality, and it does not blow away with the wind, but flies out of the silk scarf, swaying in the air, and instantly densely covers the entire Taoist Rock.

The colored smoke slowly tightened, Li Zhichang's expression suddenly changed, and he waved a sword light, and disappeared into the colored smoke in an instant, as if nothing had happened.

He still didn't understand that this was an extremely powerful banning magic weapon.

From the outside, the colored smoke shrouded the entire incomplete Taoist Rock, as if a layer of colorful clothes was scattered, and the good scene was endless.

The monk who was aware of the movement was flying over from afar, and when he saw this piece of colored clothes, the old monk saw it and said in shock: "It's the Nine-Tailed Demon Saint's Caiyun Sky Net, everyone run." ”

Some time ago, the momentum of the battle between the White Moon Demon Saint and Qiantang Jun was still vivid, most of these monks had learned a lesson, and when they heard the name of the Nine-Tailed Demon Saint, they only hated that they had not practiced the method well at the beginning, and they could not reach the end of the world.

Not to mention that the light outside is scattered, inside the Taoist Rock, the sword roars in the air, first it is fierce, vertical and horizontal, and the figures inside are flashing. All over the place.

Then the sword roar weakened, low and hoarse, and gradually weakened.

The moment when the sound of the Dao sword whistle was about to disappear. The last dragon roar spread, and among the colorful clouds, the golden light was overwhelming, and the colorful clouds were scattered in an instant, and a golden dragon turned into a golden light, like a rainbow sweeping the sky and the earth, flashing and moving. There is no trace, nowhere to be found.

In the end, the nine-tailed demon saint looked at the broken silk scarf on his hand, and his delicate ~ body trembled slightly. The plain white clothes returned to their original appearance, covering her ice muscles and jade bones, her expression was shocked, and she couldn't hide a trace of horror and said, "How can he have that object." ”

Then I settled my mind. I thought to myself: it could not be the object of the Other. Otherwise, according to the power of legends, how could I still be alive at this moment.

Thinking of the power of that legendary thing, although the one just now is very similar and earth-shattering, it is not enough to match the description of that thing.

After all, it was that person's belongings, and even the old demon of Montenegro was no different from an ant in that person's eyes.

The night is as cold as water, but the lake is much cooler than the night.

The lake is rippling. The ripples in a circle are like the annual rings of the tree demon grandmother's body. It's ugly. Scary, terrifying.

The ripples couldn't help expanding, and finally they reached the wooden stake by the mirror lake pavilion in the middle of the lake, and there were ripples. The beauty in the pavilion stood quietly, white as frost and as thin as a cicada's winged gauze, draped on the beautiful curves of a beautiful woman, attracting infinite reverie. Although it is warm and cold at first, the woman does not look half cold, standing alone, visible and shadowless, and it is difficult to talk clearly.

She stood by the lake stupidly, maybe not squatting, but floating.

Because under the cold moonlight, it can be clearly seen that her white ankles and slender toes are still a few inches away from the ground.

The whole person is also wandering leisurely by the lake, a little bit of a weak wind.

The beauty groaned in a deep voice:

The moon is dark near the fishing boat, and the lonely light is a little glowing.

The breeze is full of stars.

Even though the poetry and painting here still can't hide her sad expression.

The eyebrows are like the green of the distant mountains, but there is a faint cloud of sorrow, which makes people feel sad; a pair of beautiful eyes, like sadness and resentment, such as crying and complaining, and those who see it are especially pitiful.

Who made this beauty so sad?

Maybe it's the reason why such a beautiful woman has nowhere to go late at night, whispering by the quietly deserted lake.

In the distance, a white mass floated by, relieving her of her melancholy a little.

Mei~ watched in surprise as the thing floated over, and when she got closer, she realized that it was a person.

Long hair and masked, looking at his figure, it looks like a man.

Floating in the water, I don't know if it's alive or not.

This is indeed difficult for others to judge, but she is different, she clearly feels that there is still a trace of yang energy in the other party.

The man must have floated from the river upstream to the lake, but fortunately his breath was imperceptible, otherwise it would have been miserable.

Of course, his situation doesn't seem to be too good now.

She hesitated slightly, and in the attic in the distance behind her, the lights flickered on and off, and there was a vague moan~ moan, and the sound of profligate laughter.

It's faint and weird.

She knew that even if the man died, she was afraid that the end would be even worse.

A long white silk wrapped around the man, dragging him across the water, and soon reached the deserted black wind forest on the other side.

A few wolf howls came from inside, and the woman held the man's body, but she was not afraid.

Sometimes you know that wolves are much more cute than certain things.

The green and faint wolf eyes are like ghost fires in the night.

There were about six or seven of these ghost fires, and I watched the woman carry a fresh body salvaged from the water with white silk to the depths of the jungle.

There is a cave here, because there is also a clear pool of water outside, which seems to be a little damp ~ wet.

But because of the isolation of this waterhole, there are no large beasts.

The moonlight happened to shine from outside the cave, revealing the man's angular outline, at first glance, it was not so heroic, but after looking at it for a long time, it did not find any shortcomings.

His face seemed to be more delicate than Lantian jade, and he couldn't see a single wrinkle.

The exposed hand held a small jade plaque tightly.

She looked closely, but it was not a jade plaque, but a very small jade Ruyi, and the moonlight fell on it, exuding a quiet luster.

She touched it curiously, and there was a burning breath that almost made her scream.

Fortunately, she is very calm and nurturing.

Looking at the jade ~ finger like the root of the onion, the white and transparent finger belly is a little black.

She shook it slightly, and her fingers suddenly became crystal again, but her face that was originally like white jade seemed to be even whiter.

The man's breathing gradually became steady, but the yang energy on his body was still weak, and the clothes on his body were also tattered, and the skin that was occasionally exposed was quite symmetrical.

She tilted her head a little embarrassedly, then glanced at it quietly, slightly curious.

She couldn't make a fire, looking at the man's soaked appearance, and finally pursed her soft ~ lips, and then a gust of wind blew in the cave, gradually starting to volatilize the water on the man's body.

She didn't know if this would cause any harm to the man's body, or whether it would make him seriously ill.

But it doesn't seem to be any worse. (To be continued......)