The two disciples sent by Moyao rushed together and failed to hold down the crazy Sun Yunniang.
Her ten claws were as sharp as iron blades, and she was scratched wherever she went, and she nearly caught Song Ci's face several times.
Fortunately, Song Ci practiced an excellent escape skill, and rushed to the west without hurting himself.
"Walk further, what do you want to say below ?!" The brother above saw Song Yun leading Sun Yunniang back and forth, and shouted angrily, "Hide to the side."
When Song Ci was busy, he rewarded him with a white eye, saying that I wanted to hide away, but this monster who had been in the devil did not give me a chance!
Sun Yunniang clung to his back with a broken bracelet and couldn't get rid of it no matter how she ran. Song Ci was always worried that his back of the head would be lifted by the terrible claws, and his legs ran wildly.
Seeing that Sun Yunniang was moving too fast, the younger brother couldn't shoot at all. I do n’t know what to do, so he told his brother,
Brother, what are you going to do now?
The brother held up his sword and sternly said, "You and I have two ways to stop this demon girl."
"Just because you can't stop them, I urge you not to toss." The beard said coldly, "It's important to call your master."
"What are you doing!" The scold shouted, raising his hand and pushing the lower brother's shoulder. "Come on."
The younger brother hesitated, but still frowned and waved the sword in his hand. The white light lit up from the tip of the sword, and he quickly flew to the other side while stepping on the sword.
When they settled down, the light from the two gathered together, turned into a cage-like shape, and pressed down sharply.
Song Ci only felt a strong pressure coming from above, pressing his knees into a bend, almost kneeling, and Sun Yunniang behind him rushed up in a sudden, and Song Ci flew to his side in shock, half Only the sleeves were ripped off by Sun Yunniang.
Song Ci took a look at the sleeves hanging on Sun Yuniang's paw, and looked at himself showing half of his arms. He swallowed with a gulp in his heart, and said that even later, these half of his arms might be gone!
After the white cage was pressed down, the brother jumped down from above, with light shining on the sword, stabbing directly at Sun Yunniang's back.
It's just that Sun Yunniang didn't hit the sword like before, but when the brother was about to come near, he suddenly turned around, and the sharp claws held the long sword that came.
The black mist, like a deadly poisonous snake, snaked out of its claws and crawled towards the hilt of the sword, and cracks appeared on the sword surface where the mist passed.
The brother was busy pumping the sword in fear, but Sun Yunniang's imprisonment was too dead, and the sword blade could not move at all.
Seeing that Black Mist climbed up to his finger, Song Ci turned the machete in his hand and slashed towards Sun Yunniang's back shoulder, splitting the Black Mist around her.
Sun Yunniang opened her fangs, gave a sharp, snarling growl, and with a hard hand, the sword broke into powder, turning a black ram into the brother's chest.
This time he hit his body directly, hit the rear room, knocked down the wall by more than half of the surface, and shattered the tile roof, instantly drowning him.
"Brother!" The brother screamed, and flew to the house to dig up the stone.
Sun Yunniang danced with double sleeves, and turned her head towards Song Ci, turning her ten-finger claws suddenly and wrapping them around his neck. He panicked with a machete.
Claws and blades collided together. Song Ci only felt that his entire arm was numb and his wrist hurt, and the scimitar was hit by this impact and fell to the ground while spinning.
Sun Yunniang didn't give him the time to react at all, and rushed over again, at the same time, the mouth full of fangs opened completely, as if dropping his chin, let Song retreat in a hurry.
But the distance was too close, and Sun Yunniang's speed was extremely fast. Seeing that the nail was about to pierce his neck, in this momentous motion, Sun Yunniang's whole body movement stopped suddenly.
It's like being completely freeze-framed, and even each strand of hair is absolutely still, maintaining the movement that will pierce his neck.
Song Ci was able to avoid the claws, stumbled on his heels, and fell backwards, his back and buttocks were stabbed, causing his head to faint.
Soon, Song Ci found that the surroundings had suddenly calmed down, and only then the chaos of flying sand and stones completely disappeared at this time. He was so quiet that he could hear his own breathing. He looked around, and suddenly found that beside him, Everything is in the same state as Sun Yunniang-still.
Whether it is a digging classmate, or falling gravel, or the dark mist flowing fast in the air, it has become a fixed frame.
The bearded man was originally bored sitting on the roof to watch a play. When he saw this scene, he was pleased, "It's coming."
The light footsteps came clear and became the only embellishment in this silence. The footsteps were not slow and slow. Obviously the owner was not in a hurry, it was like walking.
Song Ci had sensitive ears. Hearing that someone was coming, he sat up straight and planned to pick up the machete first, but before he got up, he saw a pair of brocade boots beside the machete.
He froze for a moment, only to see the white clothes swing slightly, picking up the machete with a long finger with a long white hand, and there was some elegance in the slow movement.
Song Ci's eyes moved upward, and he saw that the person was a Taoist.
A white robe, long black hair, and a wood-colored mule.
Obviously it is a very simple dress, but it just makes people feel amazing.
The white Taoist priest picked up the machete and glanced at it. His handsome face provoked a faint smile, then his eyes flickered and he looked at Song Ci.
For the moment when he looked at him, Song Ci thought he had seen the gods.
In these five years, he has encountered various Taoist priests. There are fake Taoist priests who have been abducted, and real Taoist priests with a strong sense of morality. But for the first time, he encountered such a Taoist priest.
When Song Ci saw this man picked up his scimitar, he stood up and patted the dust on his body.
"You are singing in the middle of the night?" The scholar in white brushed a few people's eyes and smiled softly.
Just as the spring breeze transited, awakening the fullness of all things, his smile was very gentle, as if he had no attack power.
The moment the voice fell, the black mist in the sky became extremely thin. Under a warm breeze, it disappeared completely, and the bright moonlight spilled into the empty city again, and the sight became clear.
Song Ci pondered that this priest didn't look like a bad guy, and maybe he could return the knife to him, so he replied sweetly, "This fairy, I just missed the machete in your hand. Can you return it to me?"
"No." Unexpectedly, the Taoist White refused with a smile.
Song Ci was very surprised and thought he heard it wrong, "No?"
The priest in white nodded with a smile, turned the machete backhand, didn't know where to receive it, turned around and yawned, and said to the bearded man above, "How many hours are there?"
"Uncle Rong, do you still remember the hour? I thought you slept with a dynasty change!" The bearded yin and yang tuned.
"Huh?" He raised a light brow, and his beautiful eyes gave out infinite beauty.
The bearded man answered with a haha, "Time is running out, let's get started."
The priest in white glanced at Sun Yunniang, who opened his teeth and claws, and said quietly, "You have cleared the people in trouble."
The sound fell, all the things that were paused returned to normal in an instant, Sun Yunniang took a slap, fell to Song Ji's feet, and the backhand was bound to bounce. Song Ci's hand was quick, and he lifted one foot and stepped down fiercely. Xun was stepping Sun Yunniang back to the ground and pressing her feet.
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"Give me back my knife first!" Song Cichong called with a beard.
He stared, "What's your name at me, but I didn't get it."
"You are a group ..." Song Ci murmured quietly, glanced at the white priest who smiled like a fox, and said that this person was not a role to provoke.
"Go and go!" The beard waved his hand, impatient. "Mortal is just trouble, and you."
He pointed at Song Ci and said, "He's a monster, and he said he has any shit? He's so stupid, so stupid."
"Good, why are you suddenly scolding someone?" Song resigned.
"Okay, carry the banshee under your feet and hurry up, this time I will be a good person and help you, I will not be nosy at the next time." He clicked the moon over the sky, "If it is delayed With our business in mind, don't blame me for being ruthless. "
After hearing this, Song Ci bowed his head, only to find that Sun Yunniang, who was stepping on his feet, did not know when he had no movement, as if passed out.
Looking again at her fuzzy head, Song Ci was unwilling in his eyes. Shaking his head and thinking that the ghost would carry her!
Turning his head and shouting at the beard again, "Give me back my knife!"
The bearded akimbo was confused, "What the are you shouting at me? The one holding your knife is the one who lowers."
Song replied, "You two, you take it."
After thinking about it, if the beard is like a white priest, and he doesn't give a word, there is really nothing he can do.
The priest in white saw that he was thinking about the knife, turned his fingertips, and the machete appeared in his hand again. He asked Song Ci, "Where did you get this knife?"
This machete is a real treasure. Song Ci relies on it every time he escapes from death. He naturally treats it as a treasure. If he is told where to get it, he ca n’t tell why. Only remember to eat the demon fruit. Then, as soon as he woke up, the scimitar appeared.
But if this was told to others, the others might not believe it, so he lied casually, "It was a noble person to send me."
The priest in white slipped his fingertips across the blade, and an unexplained grin evoked the corner of his mouth. "Do you remember who gave you the knife?"
"It's been too long, forget it," he said.
The priest in white heard the news, and raised his eyebrows slightly, so that Song Ci suddenly felt guilty, put his eyes aside, and stiffened his head, "If you do n’t ask for the actions of non-gentlemen, please return them to me. There is something of value. "
"Well ..." He seemed to think for a moment, then suddenly opened a bright smile, "Okay, as long as you can come to me alive."
Song Ci was still questioning the meaning of his sentence, and suddenly felt that his feet were shaking, and looking down, there were cracks on the ground, spreading inch by inch.
The white priest stood next to the big beard in a blink of an eye, the dark eyes always showed laziness, and the long and beautiful fingers were fragile, and the house below was shattered, as if being crushed by bare hands. Tiled stone wall splashed.
The shaking was getting more and more fierce, and Song Ci was almost unsteady. Holding the wall to look up, he saw the white priest looking through the flying gravel, and the careless expression was like a ruthless and respectless god, high above him.
"You're old again ..." The bearded said helplessly.
As he raised his hand slightly, his fingertips glowed red, and he was interrupted by a shout before he could move.
"Dad!" A girl came from somewhere and appeared in the sight of several people.
She was flushed, and it was obvious that she just ran over. When she saw the skinned corpse on the ground wearing her familiar clothes, her knees softened and she burst into tears, her voice screaming, "Daddy —! "
Song Ci looked at it and turned out to be the second girl of the Hu family. She never thought that she would run into the city at this time. The cracks on the ground spread irregularly, like snakes crawling around, quickly scattered around and entangled Hu Girl's feet.
Only then did she notice that the ground was cracking, and she screamed and got up from the ground. She stumbled and ran to Hu Qi's body. She didn't dare to approach, but refused to escape. She was so frightened that she was crying.
Song Ci was so anxious that he ran to her and pulled her by the wrist, "Go!"
"Don't!" She had a heartbreaking thump. "How could my father be like this ?! Aren't you a fairy? Why can't you save him!"
"I'm going to save the good guys, I'm going to save the bad guys, I can't be so powerful!" Song Ci said, "If you don't leave, I won't even save you!"
"My dad isn't a bad guy!" Who knew that the girl Hu Er only heard the first sentence and cried sadly, "My dad is the best person in the world, why not save him?"
Seeing that the house in front of him was about to collapse, Song Ci couldn't help but reason with her. He wanted to beat and faint and took it away, but he just wanted to do it, and suddenly felt a pain in his body.
Looking down, there was a swarthy black claw coming out of his belly with red blood, which instantly stained his robes, and immediately followed the ears of Yun Yunniang's harsh and hissing hissing, that The big fangs in his mouth were nailed into Song Ci's shoulders fiercely, and blood was splashing.
There was a smell of Song Ci in the air, and within a hundred miles, hundreds of monsters were restless.
The beard moved with a sharp nose and wondered, "Master Rong, when did you secretly give birth to a baby?"
The white Taoist priest who was called as Uncle Rong was also stunned. He unexpectedly looked at Song Ci, who was stained with blood on his lower body, and his eyes were full of confusion.
Sun Yunniang's body had a strong black mist again, much stronger than the last time. A layer of skin quickly grew from the flesh-blooded face. Pulling out waist-length hair, it fluttered in the wind, showing eyebrows and lips. From a terrifying monster to a frowning beauty.
She had red eyes, a drop of vermilion between her brows, and subconsciously sucked blood from her mouth.
Suddenly, a powerful force hit her heart and instantly flew her out.
In the city of Leyu, a gust of wind suddenly expanded from the center, sweeping the flying stones like a roll, all the broken house walls were cleaned by the rain and mud, even the nearby ones. Girl Hu Er, and Hu Qi's body, both Mo Yao's disciples were affected by this strong wind and were hit uncontrollably.
Only the two men standing on the house stood still, and Ren's robes were raged by the wind.
When the wind stopped the trees, there was a man standing at the wind vent.
A pair of snow-white fox ears were erected between the man's long hair, and strange textures appeared on the delicate surface. The ink eyes were stained with a little blue, showing the color of magic.
He gasped, the fangs in his mouth looming.
The beard touched one of his beards that had been blown off half, and tore it off completely, becoming a handsome boy again, half joking and half serious, "I said that among the beasts, the blood of your painted mountains is the most fragrant of."
The moon in the night sky seemed to be covered with a layer of veil and became hazy. A hundred monsters outside the city smelled the scent emitted from the air and moved their steps towards Leyu City.
Suddenly, the scent disappeared again, as if it had never existed before. The demon looked at each other in confusion. Once again, there was no town around here, as if all the illusions had just appeared.
Moonlight was a white priest in a beautiful coat, and he looked down at the person with furry ears below, slowly evoking a chuckle.
Just as Song Ci looked up from below, collided with his sight.
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