Vol 2 Chapter 63: Painted skin

The five masters picked up the corpses of the disciples and quickly evacuated them. They didn't care whether they jumped out to fight for them. \\ wW. qΒ5. COМ //
The expression of the live-action three-way of Gouyangdao Shoudeng was stunned, and then burst into anger, gnashing his teeth and cracking his fingers, screaming: "Anger, anger rushing to the crown!" , A long root is angry, dancing with the wind, the air between heaven and earth seems to be unable to withstand the vigorous anger, there is a burst of blazing sound, layers of enchanting anger flames show in the sky, and lightning strikes the music Yang Wen's face.
Dwarf winter melon Le Yang Wen screamed, covered his face with his hands, flipped a heel, and hit the ground. There were layers of green smoke between his fingers, and the long silk who was fighting with the flying sword in the air lost his master. Control, immediately torn to pieces by Feijian.
The white-headed old man in the painting city did not expect Leyang Wen to lose so quickly. He turned over and showed a small letter brush, flashed to Leyang Wen, quickly outlined two strokes on his face, and immediately extinguished the fire. .
Shou Deng's expression was shocked, and he called back Feijian to protect himself, his feet steadily steadily stepped on, and he asked with cold voices, "Painting City, Leyang Skinny Gold?"
The white-headed old man glanced at the three links and said: "It's the old man." After raising the dwarf winter melon Le Yang Wen, he coldly scolded: "Useless things! Can it still hold?" His voice was cold. , But his eyes are full of concern.
As soon as Le Yangwen's hands left his face, he immediately surprised Wen Leyang in the distance. His facial features turned into a scorched black, and he couldn't see whether it was still a human face. Le Yangwen's voice didn't mean a bit of pain, but he smiled and said to the old man with a smile: "It's troublesome again."
The old man with a white head snorted, said nothing, but raised a brush and quickly drew a few times on Le Yangwen's face.
Wen Leyang and others were stunned. With the brush outlined by the old man with white head, his eyes, nose, mouth, and eyebrows reappeared on the face of Dwarf Winter Melon.
Dwarf winter melon Le sheep wrinkled his nose warmly and moved his mouth. He took out a small mirror from his pocket and took a picture, and smiled at his father Leyang Shoujin: "Every time it looks like this, can't you paint me a better look?"
Leyang Shoujin snorted: "You are this ugly face!"
Le Yangwen put on a new face. Be close to the side and wait for the lights to live. He opened his mouth and laughed. There was no trace of hostility in the tone: "This kind of painting is rough and rough. Let Xianchang smile."
Real Shoudeng snorted coldly. Say nothing more. He shouted at the uneven road. After the roar is over, the unevenness is still there. The road ran away. I was a little unsure whether to continue.
It seems that Le Yangwen had never given birth to anything just now: "The Santong Immortal Chang has also seen it. Qilian Xianzong is simply a betrayal. The Immortal Chang has always been thinking of Taoism. Why is this so painful? Just misunderstood just now I have revealed this. Under the immortality of the mind ... The right way of Goose and Yang Road is one of the five blessings. The painting city seems to be intentionally weak. I do n’t want to offend such a powerful force.
Shou Dengzheng interrupted the Dwarf Winter Melon Le Yang Wendi's words: "The poor Dao only asks. The painting city has been the first family of free repair for more than a thousand years. Is it now into the Devil's Dao?"
Dwarf winter melon Le Sheung Wen Guli smiled weirdly: "Where does Xian Chang say this? Although the painting city is a loose repair. But it has never given those evil gates a good look. Now we are morally prosperous. Let's draw The city has also contributed. Spilled blood. Hasn't anyone died? "
The Shou Deng real tee smiled coldly: "The painting city comes to sell the golden nest. It's also for the earth beasts here? Lao Tao advises you to say a word. So you just go away. From now on you feel free. Why not. "
Wen Leyang and Wen next to each other glanced at each other. The eyes of both of them were horrified. Do these people also come to catch the pangolin?
Le Yangwen ’s face remained the same, but after a moment of silence, he suddenly digressed:
Brother has one more mouth, do n’t you do n’t like to listen. The immortal long way is the way to communicate with the gods. Mythical beast. I'm afraid I still haven't caught it, and there are more than one mythical beast in this golden nest. "
Behind the hands of the real Shou Deng, leaning forward slightly, squinting at Le Yangwen: "What do you want to say?"
The smile of Dwarf Winter Melon Le Yangwen was familiar and familiar, but the eyes flashed brightly and stared back at each other without giving back: "The gods and animals are of great importance. This hot potato, the painting city, dare not accept it. I only need a drop of my heart. . If Xianchang agreed, it is within this golden nest. Our disciple of Leyang is only a goose ... "
When Huacheng and Goose Road were at the point, Wen Leyang suddenly began to retreat cautiously, no longer eavesdropping on their conversations. Everyone followed him with a puzzled face, slowly starting to back away, cautiously not daring to make a sound.
Fortunately, there are no dead branches and leaves in the golden nest, which is very convenient for sneaking.
Wen Leyang receded faster and faster, and when he was sure that the other party had not noticed his actions, he immediately jumped up and ran wildly, and ran face to face with others and said, "Great pangolin, just past us!"
Regardless of the painting city or the old way of Eyang Mountain, the spirit sense of exploring the four sides is obscured by the quenching potential in the golden nest. Only Wen Yueyang ’s spirit sense is good. Just now I felt that there is a big guy in the underground. Wiping their heels, passing quietly.
Of course, Wen Leyang ignored the negotiations between the painting city and the three-passengers, and immediately retreated to chase the pangolin.
Wen did not run and asked: "The ground here is harder than iron. Not to mention pangolins becoming fine, even if the drill is fine, you can't run quietly!"
The jade knife wrap ring laughed at Wen whenever he had the opportunity: "The shellless Wang Ba was originally a mountain guardian beast of Qilian Xianzong. Since he grew up here, he can pass silently. There must be a refuge or escape. The magic weapon of gold! Uh ... what is a drill bit? "
The direction of the big pangolin is consistent with the five old ways of Qilian Xianzong, and they all fled into the depths of the Jinjinwo. Now they have escaped from the scope of Wen Leyang's spiritual consciousness.
The three-inch nail Wen didn't say a sudden opening: "Wen Leyang back Xiao Yi go first, we are okay together!"
The sale of the golden nest is now a mixture of dragons and snakes, and a step by step crisis. Knowing forces include the descendants of Qilian Xianzong, the painting city and the goose and sheep road. Wen Leyang dared not let go of his steps and lost his companions. Keeping up with the degree, sullenly chased toward the depths of Pinjinwo.
Xiao Chi Mao Jiao and Luo Wanggen nodded one after another, but Wen did not shake his head: "It's too dangerous, I don't worry!"
Everyone caught him in the corner of his eye. Wen Lizheng added vigorously: "Wen Leyang and Xiao Yi girl are both wealthy with one mind, here is step by step sinister, and then hit the enemy's scheming! Especially the big pangolin, which can escape the ancestors of Chang Tan Tracking is not ordinary cunning! "
After Wen said nothing, everyone else was convinced. On the force of Wen Leyang is the strongest, the weapon is small and the loudspeaker is the most domineering, but on the scheming and the experience of the rivers and lakes. Wen's not being a spittle star is enough for them to study for half a year. Therefore, when several members of the Wen family asked Wen Leyang to go out to work, the metropolis would not say to be brothers.
The jade knife wrapped in a big ring smiled: "And I am ..." Wen did not wait for him to finish: "You first figured out what the plumber is and what the drill bit is!"
The jade sword wrap ring was just about to be angry, and Wen had already divorced the topic if he didn't do it: "Qilian Xianzong was hidden in a golden nest for two thousand years. The large pangolins were originally their mountain beasts. It is estimated that this errand will have to fight again. "
A group of people kept talking in a low voice, but did not slow down half a step, just like a few black panthers. In the night, the silent leap gallops. Wen Leyang's skin opened and closed quickly, spreading the layers of spiritual awareness to the surrounding layers, and did not dare to relax in the slightest. When Wen did n’t do it, he whispered:
We are just asking the whereabouts of the ancestor of the pangolin raccoon, who should not be guilty of doing it with anyone.

Unexpectedly, if he didn't do it, he snarled infrequently: "Confused! The pangolin saw you at Mount Emei. The ancestor of the raccoon dog broke the root of Qilian Xianzong. If we and Qilian Xianzong met each other, we would be the enemies of life and death! But in your mind, don't you regard them as enemies? "
"Moreover," Wen Biao's tone disappeared. Instead, he was lowly and solemn: "Chang Li chased after the pangolin, and there was no news. Was he hurt, cheated by it, or got the news from Grandpa Shizu, and he could n’t take the notice to tell us to chase himself? These unknowns must all land on the giant pangolin. If you do n’t use it as an enemy, how can you find out the truth! "
Wen Bu, who has rarely spoken, nodded and was about to speak. Wen Bu, who just closed his mouth, snatched the conversation again: "Our trip is to catch, to judge, not to ask! Don't control Qilian Xianzong, painting city Or El Goat, whoever grabs the pangolin with us is our enemy. Enemy! Brother, what do you want to say? "The last sentence Wen Bu did was to his three-inch brother Ding.
"Same as you said!" Sancun Ding's tone was a bit depressed.
Wen Leyang slashed his teeth. This action was a habit he had developed in the ten months of making holes in the abdomen of Emei Mountain. At that time, he would gritt his teeth and cut his teeth every time he desperately hit the wall. , The life and death poison in the body suddenly increases with the flow of mind, and it will dent the teeth.
Originally, in his opinion, it was irrelevant for him to have more power in Jinwo. But now according to what Wen does not do. Qilian Xianzong will definitely protect his own beast and paint city geese and sheep to grab the beast, and all of them will become his opponents at once.
Wen didn't do it seriously for more than a hundred words. I felt that Tian Gaoyun did n’t feel comfortable, but he recovered his little smile, and ran a few steps to walk side by side with Wen Leyang: "But I do n’t understand. Guess the goose and the painting city are catching the big pangolin What are you doing? "
Wen Leyang's eyes were helpless.
Wen did not continue to say: "The pangolin was a mountain guardian beast two thousand years ago, and its strength is never worse than that of the two rabbit demon. The painting city and the goose and sheep are well-prepared.
Sancun Ding snorted: "Take care of them!"
Wen didn't make a sneer: "It's boring to run ..."
Wen Leyang frowned when she heard what Wen didn't do, and thought of a thing that had been overlooked before:
In Mount Emei, the brother-in-law of the Rainbow Brothers, the scarred old man, although good in strength, is at least the strength of Wufu masters. Under the joint attack of Wei Zisan and Xiaopai in Yizigong, he had to explode to seek the same.
The strength of the big pangolin is definitely not under the two rabbit demon, but he escaped from the old man with the dysentery.
Wen Leyang just wanted to tell others what he had thought of, and suddenly, like a nail, he nailed himself to the ground in anxious Mercedes-Benz, and by the way, he couldn't hold the foot and couldn't do it ...
A scarletly long sword. Like a flame that is gradually dimming, quietly inserted diagonally at the end of Wen Leyang's sight, deep in the golden nest, everything including the ground is heavy copper, and the red long sword is striking. Xiao Yi raised the big horn again and looked around with vigilance. Although her eyes were black, her effective strength was only five meters, but it is worth mentioning that her eyes were still shining like spring water in the dark night.
The long sword has a sharp edge. When Wen didn't pull it out of the ground that had been turned into gold, the sound of going out of the warehouse was soft. Then Wen didn't whisper, and the long sword fell with a loose hand, and Wen Leyang's hand was quick. He leaned over and grabbed the hilt before it landed.
Wen Bu's right hand was shaking like an electric shock, and whispered to Wen Leyang: "It's earning a bit!" Wen Leyang nodded, he already felt it. The long sword also struck twice in his hands, but soon lost its strength; at the same time, a faint glory disappeared on the sword, completely losing its luster.
"Feijian still has the master's remnant consciousness, so I earn it. The owner of Feijian has just died!" I don't know the drill bit and the plumber, and I don't delay the understanding of the practice of Taoism: "This sword is practiced on the ground. Power, Kejin! "
"Kejin? Someone is going to sell gold in the Jinjin Grotto?" Wen didn't make a small murmur, knowing that he couldn't get an answer, and as everyone continued to search deeper.
Except for a dead flying sword, there was only dark bones surrounding it. Sticky and full-bodied, just like an invisible leech, it wraps everyone tightly, and it does n’t feel much when hurriedly rushing, but once the search is slowed down at this moment, all the talents suddenly appear on this day. In the world, there is nothing but his own increasingly heavy breathing and his heartbeat beating like drums!
Until after slowly advancing three or four miles. Wen Leyang once again stood still and took a deep breath. A dozen bronze statues of Taoists of the same size as real people blocked their way.
A total of eighteen bronze human figures are placed together in seemingly disorder, or with five hearts facing the sky, or the fairy pointing the way, or Kuixing kicking the fight, standing in different positions in front of everyone. Three-inch Ding Wen didn't say he was afraid of fraud. He raised his hand and threw a short knife. When there was a crisp sound, a series of sparks splashed between the short knife and the bronze statue. A glimmer of silence in the dark night.
Wen Leyang and others surrounded the past carefully. The bronze statues are vividly portrayed, and each one looks nervous. As if dealing with the enemy's life and death, the piles of robe on the body seemed to be spreading in the wind. On the hem of the robe, there was a branch shaped like a coral with a full shape.
The jade knife wrap ring snorted coldly: "Qilian Xianzong's logo, Linglong ice."
At the campfire camp in the painting city just now, Wen Leyang and others did not dare to get too close, and did not look carefully at the signs on the five Qilian Xianzong old ways.
After all, Xiaochi Maozheng is still a child, and he is interested in striking the West, grinning and trying to express two emotions, and suddenly feels that his shoulders are tight, and his hands have firmly grasped himself!
Xiao Chi Mao was shocked, and he sipped in his mouth just about to evoke his own life, and he suddenly remembered a familiar voice: "Don't move!" The person who caught him turned out to be Wen Leyang.
Don't say not to be a brother, follow up quickly, untie the treasure bag that you carry with you, take out the green hollow bamboo needles, and start to pour the medicine powder into your hands and feet. What, opened his mouth in amazement and asked: "I am poisoned?"
As soon as the words came out, Chimao Jiao surprised himself, his voice became sharp and dumb, as if two rusty iron bumps were rubbing against each other! Immediately, the entire body was stiff, as if the flesh and bones had turned into steel and copper fines in an instant, so hard that they couldn't move anymore.
Wen did not say that Shen Sheng answered two words: "Golden Poison!"
The three Wen Bucao all looked dignified, even Wen did not take away the smile on her face, and her eyes were full of anger. Wen Leyang carefully put the chili hair on the ground, not to mention do not make the fiery red powder into the bamboo needle, and quickly surrounded the big ones of his heart.
Without asking, Luo Wanggen immediately took a few steps away with the corpse, staring around with vigilance to prevent an enemy from taking advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack.
Xiao Chi Mao Jiao can't say that he can't move now, even his eyes are gradually stained with a yellowish copper color, but it feels still. The bamboo needle was connected to a hot line with a chest, and the cold and stiff feeling of the limbs was hitting the line repeatedly, wanting to spread to the chest! Even if Miao doesn't pay, he doesn't know how to poison, and he knows that once the poison reaches the chest. This little life of oneself is finished.
Xiao Yi also jumped from Wen Leyang's back, took out a carrot and gently knocked on Chimao's forehead, and even made a loud noise.
Chi Maozheng is only about ten years old now, and when he heard the sound of a gong in his forehead, he was so scared that he wanted to cry.
I want to cry but I can't cry ...
Wen did not say that his fingers were constantly changing the bamboo needles, and said in a low voice: "The fire is not enough! I can't protect my heart!"
Xiao Yi didn't worry at all. He smiled and pointed at Wen Leyang: "I've taken it!" He said he hit the gong again with carrots, and Dangdang was sweet and sweet.
Wen Leyang let out a sigh and reached out his hand to pat his head: "Forget it when you're in a hurry ..." His face suddenly changed suddenly, and he whispered, "Don't run if I serve!"
I was convinced by the Buddha lampworm that the owner wanted to detoxify Xiao Chi Mao himself. Immediately, he crawled out of his chest and crawled around Wen Leyang's shoulders in an unprecedented manner, screaming incessantly.
Xiao Yi laughed too much to knock on the gong. Desperately lowered his laughter: "It is afraid that the use of fire to defeat gold will reduce its toxicity."
Wen Leyang finally struggled to catch the bug, and I was convinced that the owner was determined, and pitifully admitted, after jumping on the chest of Xiao Chimao, he first shook his head and swept all the bamboo needles. Xiao Yi chuckled and said, "The dog is grumpy!" Wen Leyang couldn't help crying or laughing either.
Then I served a steel thorn and twirled around the small chirp hair vigorously. Although the insects did not want to play. But once you start working, it is still very professional. Xiaochi Maozheng felt that his chest was burning flamboyantly, and it was blazing countless times hotter than the ground fire line just now, and forced back the poison that gradually surrounded him.
The poison is like an octopus struck by a steel cone, and it starts to contract violently. I served it, and the small body quickly jumped, and the hot steel thorn constantly plunged into the small hair correction. Every time, his body hit the end of the toxin accurately.
Wen didn't make an expression with amazement: "When did I take the poison became so fierce?" I took only the larvae cited by the Buddha's lamp. Wen Leyang had limited toxicity when he subdued it, and now Jinxing's poison that can't be controlled by the dead font is all Can deal with. Although it contains five principles of mutual restraint, mutualism or mutual restraint is the only reason. Ultimately, the strength of the virulence is the last word.
Wen Leyang watched me serving Daxian Shenwei, and his mood became very good. He explained with a smile: "It bit the brother Dingyang Palace ... I remember it was Yu Lingzi, a red sword with Yu Lingzi, and a fire The tattooed tiger has made everyone's fire into his own poison, and now it's not a big deal. Even the blue bird in the chicken cage was injured by him. "
I took the poisonous worm. By nature, he engulfs the power of fire, and neither Yu Lingzi's fire-tailed sword nor the fire in the body of the fireweave tiger is too harsh. But after I took it into refining and became virulence, it was not normal. It seemed that the iron ore lump was smelted into a steel sharp knife. Although the number was much smaller, the properties were not as sharp as the original domineering sharpness.
Xiaochi Maozheng felt that I had served everything. The stiff skin and bones were like paraffin wax that encountered high temperature. They softened quickly, and the whole body gradually regained consciousness.
Three-inch Ding Wen didn't take off the shoes of Xiao Chi's hair correction, stretched his hands to cut a small blood on his heel, I served the non-stop drive toxins, and gradually jumped from the chest to the abdomen and climbed onto the thigh 、 The calf went all the way down, and after a while, finally a thick copper-yellow blood flowed slowly and awkwardly from the crack on the heel, dripping to the ground, with a crackling crunch!
After taking out the toxin, my body turned darker and brighter, and I turned my belly up, and immediately pretended to die. Xiao Yi scolded it and carefully touched it in the palm of my hand. I took a roll and served, saying hello to Xiao Yi, and then my belly continued to pretend to die.
Xiaochi Maojiu was about to jump up ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It was said that it was not held down, Wen Leyang put away my clothes and followed along with a busy work, gently pricked with a bamboo needle that changed the powder: "It is not good to attack poison with poison." Wrong, but it is not all right after restraint, there will be residual toxins in the body, you have to handle it carefully, don't worry, it will be fine in a while. "
The poison has been resolved, and the remaining conditioning, neutralization and elimination of residual poison are just a piece of cake for Wen Bucao. Wen said with a grin: "Sorry, your old vajra is not bad. Let us It ’s broken. I said, Dalonggen, you do n’t have to catch anything later. If you are poisoned before us, Er Niang must kill me with black vines, hey, then I ’m finally It's a dream come true. "Wen's nightmare when he did not deal with a swarm of bees in Miaojiang is still bitter.
Chi Maozheng's face turned red, staring at the eighteen bronze figures of Taoist priests, scolding: "Who is so mean, poisoning the bronze statue!"
Wen didn't make a smile and said: "Oh, you can scold us for Wen Bucao's words ..." He said, suddenly changed his tone, and narrowed his eyes and said: "Boy, haven't you seen it yet? Those are not bronze statues! If you died just now, it was such a hard and corpse like copper pouring iron! "
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