Chapter 1
run!run!run!Run faster!
Xue Wuwei's Taoist robes were scattered, and he only regretted that his parents had lost two legs.

The magical talisman attached to his body gradually dimmed, and the three-minute time limit was about to come, but the monster following behind him could not be shaken off.

He slapped his chest with his backhand, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the talisman.

The dark golden talisman flashed red, and his speed immediately increased a lot. This was his last resort to save his life. If it didn't work again, he would definitely die.

The joking laughter from behind was close at hand: "Haha, you're just a little skilled, aren't you tired from running? How about joining the slave family, enjoying the good life, drinking well, and calling slaves and maids from now on?"

Xue Wuwei didn't even have the time to look back. He threw out a silver needle weapon in the direction of the sound. He didn't care whether he hit it or not, and just kept running forward with all his strength.

The magic talisman finally lost its effectiveness, the spiritual energy was exhausted, and fell from his body in ashes.

The side effects of using high-level talismans across steps quickly appeared. Xue Wuwei's speed immediately dropped, and his legs felt heavier and heavier. He really couldn't run anymore.

The speed of the monster also decreased at the same time, and it followed him not far or near. What it did was clearly trying to trick him like a monkey. This time, he was almost in danger of being in danger, and he would not be able to escape.

He was so regretful that his intestines were green. He had been careless and underestimated the enemy, thinking that the client just met a sexy ghost. With his way of doing things, he completely accepted it. Even his disciples and brothers did not scream, and he accepted the commission single-handedly.

Who would have thought that, after only two rounds of action, he only roughly guessed that the opponent was a monster, without even seeing his true form, he was beaten to a pulp and had to run away in embarrassment in order to survive.

The monster seemed to have some kind of climate, trapping itself in its demonic realm. The client clearly lived in the downtown area, and it was only about seven o'clock in the evening when he went there. How could there be no one on this spacious road? The doors and windows of the shops on both sides were closed, and there was no way to even call for help.

There is not much spiritual energy left, and even commonly used magic weapons cannot be used.Xue Wuwei was in despair, but he was still prepared to stop bravely. As an authentic disciple of Xuanmen and Zixiaoguan, he would rather die proudly.

He sacrificed the Seven-Star Sword, with determination in his eyes. He bit his index finger and wiped blood on the sword: "You monster, suffer death!"

"By the order of the Jade Emperor, kill evil spirits and exterminate spirits!" At the critical moment of life and death, Xue Wuwei suddenly calmed down after eliminating distracting thoughts, and loudly shouted out the mantra for subduing monsters that he had practiced countless times.

The seven-star sword in his hand kept clanging, and he moved the sword at will. The moment Xue Wuwei released his hand, it quickly stabbed towards the place where the demonic aura was strongest, creating a streak of escaping light.

Unable to dodge, the monster grunted, and a few drops of smelly black blood fell to the ground.

"Stinky Taoist, I'm giving you shame!" I thought it was just an ant, but it actually hurt me. The monster has been around for many years, and it has never been so wronged before. It must avenge this injury immediately.

The monster's body was so strong that it didn't need any external objects at all. It stretched out its sharp claws and grabbed Xue Wuwei.

There was a huge pain in his shoulder, and Xue Wuwei was completely heartbroken.

He saw the monster's movements, and his body reacted instinctively. The compass instantly covered his chest, and the last two amulets were attached in time.

His defense had reached its peak, but he was still easily hit by the opponent's blow.

Due to the disparity in strength, no matter how hard he struggled, he was destined to be a slave to the sword, and he was destined to be a piece of cake.

Just when he was about to die generously, there was a sudden "squeak" of the door opening coming from the corner of the street.

The warm candlelight shone on the cold street, and the demons who were having a lively fight not far away were all stunned.

The broken Taoist temple door appeared out of thin air, and Xue Wuwei burst into tears. He was saved!
The monster couldn't believe that light could penetrate into her monster realm!

Xue Wuwei, who was rolling and crawling towards the door, saw the person coming out, and the light in his eyes suddenly went out again.

The person who came was just a woman in her twenties, dressed in a simple dark blue robe, holding a broken lantern in her hand, looking at him quietly as she rushed towards him.

ah this~
Xue Wuwei, who was 27 years old at the time, was already considered a leader among the younger generation of Xuanmen. This was due to the fact that he started training at the age of four and had been practicing diligently for 23 years.

This Kun Dao, who is younger than me, is probably only a few years old, and he is still not able to read or write, let alone subjugate demons and catch ghosts.

If he rushed over rashly, wouldn't he be harming her!

The monster behind him was already approaching, Xue Wuwei's eyes darkened, and he was about to slap himself to force the blood out.Finally give it a try. It doesn't matter whether you can run or not. You have to let this woman close the door and go in to save her life!

"Fellow Taoist, please close the door quickly!"

However, his movement was stopped by a strong pull.

Just listen to Na Kun Dao say: "Stop taking pictures. If you continue to waste that little bit of blood, I'm afraid you will be thirty, which will seriously affect your life span."

Do you think I want to take pictures?If you don’t take pictures, it may not affect your lifespan, but your life now!Xue Wuwei cursed.But he was even more surprised by the speed of this fellow Taoist. He was clearly standing by the door just now, but how could he be in front of him in the blink of an eye?

And she was so strong. She tried her best and she was able to stop her lightly.

Could it really be saved?

"Where did you come from? If you dare to ruin my good deeds, I will beat you to death first!" The monster came over with a gust of wind, its sharp claws looming in the wind, leaving only an afterimage, mixed with a strong monster aura.

Xue Wuwei shouted "Be careful!" and prepared to pounce to save people.

But he saw the woman waving her hand, a little disgusted: "You are smelly and coquettish, how can you be such an unscrupulous vixen!"

She seemed casual, and with a wave of her hand, the evil wind dissipated.

Xue Wuwei's eyes widened!

He didn't even see how she did it!
No talisman, no magic weapon, he didn't even feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy!

But unfortunately, the demonic wind disappeared like this!The sharp claws stopped steadily in mid-air, unable to move even an inch!

After being revealed by someone's words, a full-strength blow was easily blocked, and the vixen turned around and wanted to run away.

Monsters all have very strong intuitions, and they intuitively feel that this female Taoist priest is not easy to mess with.

However it was too late.

"You want to run away after unleashing your demonic energy in front of my house? What a beautiful idea!"

A silver-white ribbon flew out and tied the vixen tightly in an instant. The poor little fox couldn't turn into a human form yet, so it whimpered and fell to the ground. It didn't have the slightest arrogance when facing Xue Wuwei just now.

Being chased by such a weak little monster in the hands of others and almost losing his life, Xue Wuwei really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in immediately.

As the vixen was caught, her demon realm was destroyed. Xue Wuwei noticed that the person who had just rescued him had entered the Taoist temple and closed the door again.

After the disaster, Xue Wuwei, who was still slumped on the ground, did not move for a long time, staring at the vixen with a similarly confused face.

He didn't come back to his senses until a kind-hearted passerby came up and asked if he needed help.

He declined the help, thanked the passers-by, stood up slowly, and used a simple clothes-purifying spell to remove the blood stains he had previously stained.After tidying up his clothes, he bowed downright and three times to the Taoist temple.

The other person had saved his life, so he knocked on the door and wanted to express his gratitude in person.

After knocking no more than three times, the door opened. It was the same woman just now. When she saw it was him again, she frowned: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I haven't asked my Taoist friend to give me my name. Xue Wuwei, the 87th generation disciple of Zixiao Temple, should repay me for saving my life."

"Kong Qianyu." The woman pointed to the plaque on the door: "Xuanqing Guan, I can probably... be considered your disciple."

Xuanqingguan?never heard of that.Xue Wuwei stared at the small and broken plaque on it with some confusion, and repeatedly recalled the list of Xuanmen families that he had memorized in his mind.

(End of this chapter)

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