One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 448
It's from Montenegro, she recognized the one who saved him last time.

These two have been there since she parted ways with Bei Jing and Yue Hua, and followed them all the way.After finally finding an opportunity to prepare to strike, they saw her ferocious side... Now that they are gone, letting her go is tantamount to letting them go.

On the night of mid-autumn, she did not infrequently increase the number of murders in vain.The road is facing the sky, they fled south, she should go west.

After the fishing and law enforcement is over, use spells to exchange for clean clothes.Lifting the lotus lantern again, summoning the fire cloud boat gifted by Zhenjun Xiyan, and laying down a barrier to avoid being disturbed.Put the windmill in the eaves of the boat, soar into the sky, all the way to the west.

The vast night sky full of stars, the sky is clear and the air is refreshing, and everything in the world passes slowly under the cloud boat.She was the only one on the boat, and a childlike chrysanthemum lantern hung from the high mast.

It was originally a lotus lantern, but suddenly remembered a past event in the past, so it was changed to a chrysanthemum lantern.

Chrysanthemum Lantern, in her previous life, she made a covenant with Hong Yao's master Poison Saint.If one day they figure it out and want to get married, they will hang chrysanthemum lanterns on both sides of the mansion gate to signify the end of the covenant.

Unfortunately, she "died" before hanging the lamp.

Let's make up for the unfinished business of the previous life in this life.In a person's life, things should have a beginning and an end.However, he "died" too suddenly in his previous life, leaving behind many regrets.This life is free, and I can do what I want to do one by one.

Even if it is for self-entertainment, it should make up for the shortcomings in my heart.

Sitting at the front of the cloud boat, a pair of short legs dangled.Facing the chilly night wind, there is indescribable comfort and comfort.

The world is vast, and she is not the only one who rides a boat to enjoy the night sky.

From time to time, a ray of light flashed by, it was not a shooting star, it was the monk Yujian who was on his way.There were also Xianmen disciples gathered, driving a luxurious wooden boat and sailing slowly.Pushing cups and changing cups on the boat, laughter rang out.

For the full moon festival, the sense of ritual and fun of monks celebrating the festival is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Listening to the laughter next door, there was a burst of mellow wine fragrance in the wind.Yuan Zhao thought for a while, stretched out his hand, and condensed a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine with spiritual energy.Drink it directly from the mouth of the pot, um, it's the taste of Auntie Tortoiseshell brewing with the maids.

According to the habits of ordinary people, drinking on an empty stomach is not good for the stomach.

So, she imagined a low table with various fruits and snacks on it.Then fill the cloud boat with flowers, so that the enchantment will be filled with a refreshing fragrance.

And she sat alone at the bow of the boat, having a snack and a sip of wine, happy and carefree.

"Seeing the moon in the dust, the heart is free, and it's the Qingqiu fairy house." There is a poetic person next door, standing on the bow of the boat and singing to the moon, with a heroic and passionate heart, "If I can see this beautiful autumn in this life, even if there is no hope of ascension, I will No regrets!"

"Very good!" A voice suddenly exploded above everyone's heads, "Then give me your life!"

Um? ! !
The monks in the boat next door raised their heads in astonishment at the same time, and a dense fog had already covered the sky.The crisis broke out, and the monks were not aware of it for a while, and they were about to be swallowed by the thick fog.

When it was imminent, a golden light flew out from nowhere in the middle of the dense fog, "Ah—" the dense fog trembled and shrieked, dispersed, and instantly condensed into a ball again, roaring and screaming in all directions:
"Who?!"

Yuan Zhao ignored it, and glanced at the monks in the boat next door. They were startled by her sudden appearance after they had just escaped from danger, and they were doubting their lives.

"Still leaving?!"

She scolded, with a cold face, stepped on the side of the boat, quickly drew a magic seal and flung it away.Precisely hit the dense fog that was gathering and gathering, and was rushing towards her from all directions.

This is the same thing again, could it be that the demon king of Tianjun also has disciples in Lingqiu?

It's really fragrant!
With a thought, she instantly transformed into countless avatars, each avatar holding a magic formula in its hand and waving.In an instant, the sky was dazzling with golden light, and the dense fog was completely burned up in an instant.

The dense fog dissipated, and a black object fell from mid-air, hitting the palm of her hand.

"Are I waiting for you to be a coward?!" After being shouted at by her, everyone who finally reacted quickly called out their magic weapons and waited for them, staring at the starry sky above their heads with hatred, "..."

After watching for a while, huh?What about the evil thing?
Yuan Zhao didn't want to quarrel with them, so with a flash of light, he held the object and disappeared into the night sky.

"Huh?! Where's the kid?!"

Stabilizing the canoe, the monks once again belatedly looked around to search.But just out of danger, and can't find it everywhere, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.Everyone had no choice but to sail away in a boat with regret, and went back to report to the teacher.

In the blink of an eye, the poetic night sky just now returned to its former silence, as if the noisy scene just now had never happened.

……

At that time, on the shore of a broad river with rough waves, a boy in white was sitting on a boulder.While feeling the dampness from the waves, he looked at the objects in his hand.

It is reported that the one in front of me is called Longjiang.

Not far from the bank stands a monument, which says that there is a thousand-year-old dragon under the river.It sleeps during the day, so the river is calm, at most rippling blue waves, quiet and peaceful.

But at night, they make troubles, make troubles or come out to look for food from time to time, and none of the creatures within five miles from the shore are spared.Therefore, there are no residents within five miles of Longjiang, and she is the only living person, so it is a good and clean place.

And the object in her hand was a black iron clock, it was dark in color, but there was indeed a faint red light.It looks very strange, whether it is a black iron magic weapon is not yet known.

She pinched it hard, it wasn't flat, it was of good quality.

It's unbelievable that an iron bell bursting with evil spirits can actually speak.It was sealed by more than a dozen seals of hers at this time, and the evil energy was rushing inside, roaring angrily because it couldn't come out:
"Who are you?! Who are you?! Let the deity out! Let the deity out—"

"Tell me first who you are. Let me weigh the pros and cons, maybe I can let you out." Xiao Yuan Zhaozhi said.

A child's voice is so deceiving it should be able to coax out its words.

"I am your ancestor!!"

"...Really?" Yuan Zhao closed his eyes for a moment and sat cross-legged in a serious manner. An enchantment formation appeared under his seat to protect her, and then hung the clock on his palms, "I The ancestors made the fire, let's try it together?"

After speaking, a small ball of flames appeared between the palms, flickered a few times, and then started to burn with a bang.

As the fire intensified, the clock roared like a trapped animal, "Let me out! Let me out—" Although she no longer claimed to be her own self, it was strange that her karmic fire couldn't do anything to it.

Burning gods and karmic fire, but even the demon king can be burned to ashes. Is the evil thing in this clock more powerful than the demon king?
Or, her burning god karma degenerated? !No way? !

Thinking of this possibility, Yuan Zhao couldn't help but sink in his heart.Close your eyes, summon Taikoo, exchange breath with him, and strengthen the fire that is roasting the iron bell.

"Yeahhhhhh—" Zhong Nei's roar gradually changed into screams, anger turned into fear, and even the screams changed their tone.

It was too late to beg for mercy, and soon there was no sound inside.

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