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Chapter 91 Not sure who will be fooled by whom?

Chapter 91 Not sure who will be fooled by whom?
The sky is dim, and the winter cold is foggy.

Chen Mou chased him far away, and shouted at the hazy shadow in front of him: "Fellow Daoist Meng, I'll give you a ride. The sky will be high and the road will be long in the future, please cherish yourself."

Meng Tianxiu, who was wrapped in a black robe, didn't speak. When Chen Mou was behind, she intentionally opened a distance of three feet.

Walking on the road in the dark night one after the other, hurrying in silence.

Chen Mou took a few glances from behind and found nothing wrong with the woman with his naked eyes.

The opponent's breath is extremely cold, and he has a perfect cultivation base of qi refining.

I remember that Meng Tianxiu was in the mid-stage of Qi refining before. In just over a year, he still had to start a business. It was a bit surprising that his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds. There is nothing unreasonable.

They have worked hard to earn spirit stones, and they are willing to buy pills to take. In addition, their aptitude may not be bad, and they have been greatly stimulated by the influence of personality, so it should be fast in their cultivation.

Meng Tianxiu in front seemed to be aware of it, and speeded up to fly forward.

Two patrolling monks flew from the sky with their swords, and they were still a hundred feet away. One of them shouted, "Who are you waiting for, show your ID card?"

The distance is farther away to prevent violent attacks from evil cultivators, so you can't use the qi-watching technique and spiritual consciousness to check the monks.

Chen Mou took out the Sanxiu card, lit it up in the air, and said with a smile, "Brother Xiong, it's me. I'm going out with my friends."

He knew quite a few visiting monks, most of whom were nodding acquaintances.

The tall and strong man smiled and approached ten feet, but did not fall to the ground, "Brother Chen, be careful when you go out late at night, during the period before the Chinese New Year, there are many guys who want to make money for the new year, lurking outside the market looking for opportunities. "

Glancing at the tightly wrapped figure in front of him, he didn't ask about his identity.

"Thank you brother for reminding me, I will be careful."

Chen Mou said a few words to the man briefly, bid farewell to each other, and continued to walk south.

Seeing the two figures disappear into the moonless night, the other man withdrew his gaze and let out a weird laugh, "Old Xiong, that guy who was hiding his head and showing his tail just now, looks like a little girl who is in the skin business?"

"Your dog has such a strong nose that you can smell it from so far away."

The old bear laughed and joked.

"You recognized it differently, our elder brother doesn't laugh at the second brother, hey, don't even mention it, that bitch is all skin and flesh, tsk tsk, can pinch water... Where did that brother come from, messing around with that bitch, Are you not close?"

"It's the little brother of Lao Fan and Lao Mu in the past. They don't have much contact with each other, so I'll show him some face."

Old Xiong briefly explained a few words, and then turned to talk about the beauty of that girl through sound transmission.

From west to east, the two patrolled back and forth along the foot of the mountain.

Chen Mou sent Meng Tianxiu all the way to the edge of the Misty Forest's south exit, he stood still, cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Meng, take care, Chen will send you off not far away."

He will not step out of the market unless he has to.

Meng Tianxiu, who was walking in front, turned around, untied the black scarf and black cloth covering her head, and threw it on the ground, revealing a more beautiful face, with her hair pouring down, indescribably indescribable. amorous feelings.

After walking a few steps closer, the woman bowed and saluted solemnly, and a faint fragrance floated in the air.

Standing up straight, looking at the young Taoist priest in the fog and darkness with a distance of two feet, a sly smile suddenly appeared in his bright eyes.

Chen Mou sniffed the fragrance, and felt a little dizzy when he looked at the other party.

He was a little startled, and staggered back.

"Little guy, I can only blame you for putting on this Taoist skin. I hate Taoist priests the most in my life. No matter how old or young, I will get rid of them as soon as I see them."

Meng Tianxiu's whole body was filled with a faint black mist, with a ghostly air, and the voice of an old woman came out of her mouth.

"Don't think that if you put the bronze key given to you by the old man into the storage bag, and cut off the medicine on it, there is no way to plot against you. There is a knife on the head of the color character. The ghost's incense smells good, stinky Taoist priest, It's your bad luck."

A jet of black air shot out and shot at the young Taoist priest who was staggering and trapped in a ghost illusion.

However, a strange thing happened. The moment the black air approached the Taoist's forehead, it turned abruptly and turned into the Taoist's arms, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Meng Tianxiu was stunned and suddenly covered his forehead and screamed in pain: "Boy, I'm going to peel you alive..."

The cry stopped abruptly, and the black mist on his body trembled violently.

Chen Mou stood still, his eyes were clear, how could there be any signs of being poisoned and falling into illusion?

He looked at the opposite woman with the qi gazing technique, and through the fluctuating black mist and cold air, he was surprised to find two faint black shadows invisible to the naked eye, entangled, bitten, and fought on Meng Tianxiu's body.

The weird old woman who had just used poisonous incense to deal with him was in a panic.

"Seize the house? Or is it possessed by an old ghost?"

He saw that one of the thin black shadows was somewhat familiar, and he was in a state of being suppressed, so he roughly guessed what happened.

With a wave of his left hand, more than ten strands of fire flew out, circling and flying around three feet outside Meng Tianxiu's body. The tricks all fell on that woman.

Fire patterns appeared on Chen Mou's body, and he protected himself before attacking the enemy. His right hand had already taken out the ancient Cangbi jade from his bosom to restrain the remnants of ghosts.

One jumped to the woman's side, and the right hand holding the jade formed a hollow fist, full of vitality, and hit the woman hard like a hammer, hitting the woman's head as usual.

There is a sound of piercing, if the punch is solid, no matter if it is an old ghost or a woman, they will have to stop and faint.

He was sure to smash the old ghost who was fighting with Meng Tianxiu out of his body in one fell swoop.

In fact, the most straightforward way is to take the opportunity to stab with a sword, and do not stop doing anything, and end up with the woman and the old ghost. He picks up the spoils and leaves with the corpse.

But he wasn't cruel enough to do such a shitty thing.

The woman's body swayed, the hem of the black robe twitched suddenly, and an afterimage struck the young Taoist priest who was unsteadily standing like lightning.

"Bang", the flames flashed, Chen Mou twisted his body in a hurry to avoid the disaster of being cut off from his children and grandchildren, but he still received a sudden blow to his left crotch.

Stepping on the toes, the person swayed like a flame, leaving an afterimage and retreating several feet away, dispelling the attack power of the sinister kick.

His flame surround technique was blessed with [-]% protection from the jade belt around his waist, but he didn't suffer much damage.

"Quack, boy, you've been fooled. At a critical moment, this little bitch has to join hands with the old man to fight. If you dare, draw your sword and kill him, and kill your concubine together."

The old woman's unscrupulous laughter came from the air.

The old woman's heart was already ruthless, this time she must devour the little bitch's soul.

At worst, it took several times of time to slowly concoct and cultivate this water-yin ghost body, and it was almost played to death by the little bitch at a critical moment just now.

Forcing the old woman to use the secret method that consumes soul power, temporarily gained the upper hand.

After more than a year of stealing yang qi and yang essence to repair itself, the old woman's remnant soul has recovered about [-]%, but no matter how strong it is, without physical support, it will be rootless duckweed after all, and it will not be realized.

Cannot unleash her superb ghostly attack unless she risks casting Remnant Soul Exorcism.

"Really, Pindao has fulfilled you."

Chen Mou's face was expressionless, his fingers moved slightly, and there were more than a dozen fire wires circling. The attack angle was ingenious and flexible, like a trace of meticulous magic weapon, moving between sizes at a very fast speed during the turn, avoiding the black air's counterattack and disappearing, Turned into a prosperous and blooming scene.

It suddenly encircled and wrapped around the black-spirited woman, and the threads of fire were gorgeous, and the blossoms exploded.

He went all out, both the old ghost and Meng Tianxiu attacked together.

"嗤啦", like a spoonful of oil poured on the ice.

The blazing flame instantly burned the whole body of the black-robed woman, and the scream of the old woman came from among them.

"I'm going to swallow you alive, stinky Taoist priest!"

She didn't expect that, looking at the unremarkable and slender thread, the explosive power was more than times stronger than she estimated, and it was extremely slippery. Of course, she couldn't resist the cold ghost energy she used to consume.

If she didn't notice for a while, she suffered a big loss.

The body of Shuiyin ghost was damaged, she couldn't bear it no matter what.

……

(End of this chapter)

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