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Three days later, the day was beautiful, and the funeral procession composed of one hundred and eight coffins marched out of Jiangzhou and headed straight in the direction of Ciqikou.

There were more than 300 people who participated in the funeral, and the white-clothed Shengxue was full of vegetarians. There is a banner and filial piety lantern in front of the road, and then there is the Xiangting Band, among which one hundred and eight large coffins are walking around, followed by the bereaved families of the Huitong Dart Bureau headed by Yu Zhongshi and Chu Lie, and the most rearly are the relatives and friends who sent the funeral. Geng Nanyi was seriously injured and could only lie in the carriage and be taken care of by Wan'er.

The cemetery is located on a gentle slope near the river in Ciqikou, where the grass is miserable, the green bamboo forest is excellent, and there are large areas of yellow cypress trees and oleanders growing all over the mountains.

The reeds on the bank of the river stretch endlessly and sway with the wind, and the white reed flowers fly in the air, and the eyes are charming.

The tombs have been built, and the names engraved on the stone tablets all represent an innocent life lost in the bloody massacre.

Incense candles, five-colored fruits, three teas and five wines were placed in front of the grave one by one, followed by a series of funeral rules such as scattering money in the tomb, crying and leaving filial sons, warming the grave, breaking the ground and sealing the hole, kneeling and burning whips.

For a while, there were sorrows, and some people threw themselves on the coffins of their relatives and wept bitterly and did not want to let go. Although Geng Nanyi, Chu Lie and the others were also very sad in their hearts, they were always vigilant, knowing that the demons might attack the funeral team at any time.

The living are strong, and the dead rest in peace.

The river is surging eastward, and the heavens and the earth are full of pathos, and even hard-hearted people can't help but cry when they see this scene.

All the burial locations were personally designated by Diao Xiaosi, and they were scattered on the gentle slope.

However, until the deceased is buried in the ground, the ceremony is about to end, and the river is still calm and calm.

Xia Peiheng muttered in his heart, and he didn't know whether to be disappointed or happy for Diao Xiaosi's miscalculation. He glanced at Fourth Master Diao, who was crying in the dark, and thought: "When the ceremony is completed, everyone has been busy for a long time, and then you will still be able to cry?"

At this moment, the wind and clouds on the river suddenly changed, and a huge wave was suddenly set off a hundred zhang wide and ten zhang high, like an earth-shattering roar from a mountain peak raised from the bottom of the river, rushing through the reeds and pressing towards the gentle slope.

"It's coming!" everyone's hearts were shocked, and there was a faint sense of excitement.

The first to react was the eldest grandson Wuji, this guy opened the folding fan and shouted: "I fan, I fan, I fan fan-" On the folding fan, Huan released a puffy green wind, like a blue cloud rolling and surging to meet the huge waves.

"Bang!" the clouds and water collided, and the cyan wind suddenly shattered, and the mountain made of the big waves only trembled slightly, and then the sky and the earth pressed again.

The eldest grandson Wuji felt embarrassed, and said angrily: "I said-the tiger is not powerful, you are a sick cat when you are the son!"

"Boom-" A deafening loud bang almost pierced everyone's eardrums, and chaos reigned in front of them.

Magnificent light and rain filled the sky, the violent wind pierced the void, and the Jade Maiden Peak was torn apart into wisps of cyan light and turned back to the fan to recondense and form. Under the traction of the qi machine, the eldest grandson Wuji's little face turned pale and he snorted, staring ahead with blazing eyes.

The mountain of waves had collapsed, but it had turned into thousands of sharp water arrows shooting all over the sky, and the sharp roar covered the world, which made people's hearts chill.

Geng Shaohua shouted in a low voice: "Duh!" He used all his strength to sacrifice the gossip bronze watch, but he urged his skills to the extreme, and the range he could cover was only more than ten zhang.

Fortunately, Yu Zhongshi, Qiu Junyi, Zhao Baichuan, Long Zaitian and others took action one after another, each offering the magic weapon of the immortal family, and for a while, the glory was like countless brilliant fireworks blooming in the clouds, reflecting half of the sky.

"Bang la-la-" The water arrows that were intercepted by the magic weapon burst and scattered, turning into rain and mist in the sky and falling down.

Diao Xiaosi had already prepared, held up the lawless umbrella, looked at the people who were wet by the rain and secretly said proudly: "It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, who taught you not to bring an umbrella, Lao Tzu is called taking precautions." ”

Chu Lie stared at it, and saw a figure slowly rising on the turbulent river, holding a flag calling for wind and rain in his hand, it was the colorful old demon.

Before he could open his mouth to drink, a raging flame suddenly appeared from the reeds, and the flame light was actually a blue color, and in a snap of his fingers, thirteen fierce fire dragons rushed in unison, and the grass and trees flew ash and scorched the earth everywhere they passed.

Qiu Junyi shouted, "Be careful, this is the 'Thirteen Fire Dragon Ding' of the Eagle Yang Old Demon!" The contemplation urged the "Gathering Star Treasure Cup" that had not yet been recovered to step forward.

"Hum-" Bao Zhan trembled, and the stars overflowed, and a bright galaxy gushed out to meet the oncoming fire dragon in a narrow way.

At the same time, the others also showed their talents and tried their best to hold the gentle slope.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone had no time to defend against the fire dragon, hundreds of soap-clothed gangsters and many demon sects who had been invited rushed out of the river and crossed the reeds to rush straight to the gentle slope. Xu Xiaoqian, the leader of the soapy gang, took the lead, and there was a beautiful woman beside him, who was as beautiful as a flower and a beautiful woman, and she was carrying a seven-colored flower blue in the crook of her arm, which was particularly eye-catching.

She and the colorful old demon have been a dewy couple for decades, but from time to time they attract bees and butterflies outside, so they have a bad reputation and are despised by people. But the flower demon girl herself is not ashamed but proud, and she calls herself the "fairy in the flowers", but the flower fairy's methods are so vicious and scheming that even the poppies are ashamed of themselves.

She didn't wait to rush to the front of the gentle slope, and gently raised her hand to grab a handful of colorful petals in the seven-colored flower blue and scatter them in the wind. "Sigh" on the ground, a puff of powder mist is like a tide, and thousands of petals are shining brightly, with a strong fragrance like thousands of arrows launched to everyone.

"Seven-colored ecstasy rain?" Long Zaitian's complexion changed greatly, and he said in a longitudinal voice: "Hold your breath, the petal powder mist is poisonous!"

There was no need for him to remind them, everyone had already held their breath and condensed their luck to protect their bodies. Who knew that the powder mist seemed to be as light as smoke, but it could penetrate the pores through the protective qi!

Li Jing indifferently took out a black jade flute from his cuff and put it to his lips, the sound of the flute was faint and floating in the sky, and layers of halo radiated from the hole of the flute, like the melting snow of the spring sun sweeping away the powder mist in the sky.

Rao is like this, there are still many people who are injured by flower petals. However, as long as Li Jing, the third young man of the Tang Sect, is here, the flower demon girl will not want to poison people by any means.

The old demon Yingyang put away the Fire Dragon Ding, stepped on the stratus cloud and the wind and went straight to Diao Xiaosi and Li Jing, the fierce light in his eyes burst out, and he said coldly: "Very good, since you two are here, it will also save the old man a lot of effort!"

The huge umbrella above Diao Xiaosi's head obscured his vision, and he only heard his voice but couldn't see him, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Where is the person who spoke to Ge Laozi?"

Wan'er was so angry that she snatched the lawless umbrella and pointed to the air: "Heaven!"

Diao Xiaosi raised his eyes and saw that the revenge of the old demon of Eagle Yang came so quickly, he didn't wait for the team to keep up with his self-cultivation, and he had single-handedly killed the gentle slope, less than ten zhang away from Diao Xiaosi.

Diao Xiaosi was startled, and the others were just fine, but he had suffered a lot at the hands of the old demon Yingyang, and he felt like a mouse seeing a cat, so he hurriedly grabbed the lawless umbrella and shouted: "Wan'er, you cover my retreat!"

Chu Lie and Qiu Junyi both grabbed the air to intercept it, and attacked the old demon of Yingyang with one sword and one sword.

The old demon snorted contemptuously, his sleeves brushed with blood, and he shook Chu and Qiu away with two bangs.

His body kept shaking his arms, like a black eagle swooping down on a rabbit, and his spiritual sense tightly locked on Diao Xiaosi.

Suddenly, his body froze in the air, and he was keenly aware of a murderous aura that stabbed straight into his heart like a sheath.

Seven zhang away, Li Jing put down the black flute and picked up a delicate and small carving knife between his fingers, and said lightly: "This is the knife used to kill your son." ”

The eagle raised the old demon's eyes and pulled out the eagle wing demon blade with his backhand, but he didn't make an immediate move.

He and Li Jing fought once in Chang'an, but both were defeated, and the other party's cultivation was quite clear. Although he knew that he was slightly superior in skill, the opponent's Xiao Li carving knife was unguardable, and he was unable to prevent it, and at the moment he breathed his luck to stimulate the blood domain demon skill, forming a confrontation with Li Jing.

Seeing this, Diao Xiaosi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said happily: "Finally, this old demon still has some reasoning, knowing that there is a debtor and a debtor, and Lao Tzu is just an accomplice." ”

Before the words fell, I heard someone giggle and laugh: "Little brother, you are also clever and cute, so why don't you go with your sister." ”

The flower demon girl carried the seven-colored flower blue on her arm, and Tingting shook up the gentle slope three times in one step, and came towards Diao Xiaosi.

Although Diao Xiaosi has always liked beautiful women, he thought that this flower demon girl had been famous for a long time, and he was really not good at this mouth, so he shouted without hesitation: "Brother Wuji, your demon girl is here!"

The eldest grandson Wuji really spent a lot of effort to activate the "Jade Girl Descending to Earth", and at this moment he was snorting and recovering from pranayama, when he heard Diao Xiaosi calling a pair of peach blossom eyes shining, and ran straight over and said, "Where is the demon girl?"

Diao Xiaosi pointed at the flower demon girl and said, "Far away in the sky, close in front of you." ”

The eldest grandson Wuji looked at the flower demon girl and blinked his eyes, and asked, "Brother Diao, is she really the demon girl you said?"

Diao Xiaosi was surprised: "What, Brother Wuji doesn't like it?"

The eldest grandson Wuji didn't give up and asked again, "Is there anything smaller?"

The flower demon girl looked at the eldest grandson Wuji, and said with a smile in her eyes: "Little brother, haven't you heard that heroes don't ask about their origins, and beauties don't ask about the year?"

Diao Xiaosi clapped his hands and said: "It makes sense, it's like good wine, the older it is, the more fragrant it is!"

The eldest grandson Wuji sighed: "I only know that the vegetables will be spoiled if they are left for a long time, and women will be worried when they are old." ”

This sentence immediately aroused public indignation, and two voices present sounded at the same time: "Nonsense!"

The flower demon girl was even more resentful and said: "Uninformed boy, who did you listen to this?"

The eldest grandson Wuji said honestly: "My father." After thinking about it, he forgot to report his home, and said listlessly: "In the next eldest grandson Wuji, the people in the rivers and lakes call the 'Royal Female Sword', he is the first beautiful man under the Qingcheng Gate, and he takes the liberty to ask his mother-in-law for his name, how long is his life?"

The flower demon girl was shocked and said, "Who are you from Changsun Sheng?"

The eldest grandson Wuji said depressedly: "He is my father, and he taught me what he said just now." ”