White Snake Demonstration Walk

Chapter 68
In the Town God's Temple, cups of toast were intertwined, and at a glance, it was full of vicious ghosts and monsters, and the Yin Qi was like a sea, almost boiling.

Qiao Chenan was sitting on the right seat with his face straight, his eyes calm, and he poured himself a drink. With his current cultivation, refining these wines is only a matter of a moment, so naturally he will never get drunk after a thousand cups.

Looking at Meng Dewei, he saw the three ghost guards standing behind him, green, red and black, but only the purple ghost in the clay sculpture in the temple was missing. Qiao Chenan suddenly remembered something, and an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Meng Dewei stood up, pointed at Qiao Chen'an, and introduced to everyone in the hall: "Let me introduce to you, this brother is named Qiao Chen'an, he is a new friend I have made recently, he is free and easy, and has a good cultivation level. , everyone needs to get acquainted with each other more."

But all the ghosts in the hall were suddenly silent when they heard the words, and the atmosphere was a bit stagnant. After a while, a ghost said: "Dare to ask Lord Chenghuang, is this person the same as us, a ghost?"

Meng Dewei shook his head with a smile.

Everyone's faces changed when they heard the words, the ghost sneered and said, "It's neither a ghost nor a monster, so it's a stranger?"

With a grin showing his white teeth, he said coldly: "Master Chenghuang, you must have found a master of the Taoist sect and want to catch me all in one go, right?"

The expressions of the rest of the people changed after hearing these words, the hall was full of ghostly energy, and unfriendly eyes were cast on Qiao Chen'an, as if they wished to tear him apart.

Obviously, he is extremely unwelcome as a "human being".

Meng Dewei said with a smile: "Anneng do you have such an idea? Don't let my brother's heart get cold."

Qiao Chenan didn't say a word, but only sneered in his heart.

On the opposite side, the man who claimed to be the "King of Heaven" stared at Qiao Chen'an with a pair of copper bells and big eyes, and said coldly: "I don't know how strong this friend Meng Jun is. Hey, he actually sits at the top!"

The murderous intent on his body shot straight into the sky.

Meng Dewei wished the two of them could fight, but he showed a persuasive expression on his face, and said: "Brother Wolf, don't say that, it's the first time for a virtuous brother to come together. Let him be a little bit. Don't hurt your brother's kindness! "

"My brother? Hey..."

The man sneered again and again, picked up the wine jar in front of him, raised his head and gulped it down, fell to the ground with a bang, smashed it to pieces, and said, "I don't have such a brother!"

The murderous intent became more and more intense, but perhaps because of Meng Dewei's affection, he did not make a move.

Meng Dewei saw the man drinking a large jar of wine, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, he almost hid his entire face in the darkness, and smoothed things out: "How about you all selling me thin noodles, don't hurt your kindness."

After a pause, he continued: "Wouldn't it be too boring just to drink, today I specially invited a beauty to dance for fun, everyone please see!"

As soon as the words fell, a noise outside the hall attracted the attention of all the ghosts, but they saw two little ghosts at the door, one on the left and the other on the right, holding a beautiful woman and walking towards the hall.

Qiao Chen'an looked up, only to see that man's phoenix eyes and starry eyes, red lips and plain teeth, who is it if it's not Yaoqin?
It's just that Yaoqin's face turned pale at this moment, she saw countless evil ghosts and monsters at a glance, her face was ashen ashes, and two lines of tears fell from her beautiful eyes, but she was even more enchanting and charming, charming all living beings.

The group of ghosts had seen such a beautiful and moving woman, they all swallowed hard, their eyes glistening, wishing they could eat her.

Yaoqin struggled desperately, but with her strength, how could she be the opponent of the little ghost, and she was dragged into the room as soon as she saw it, she glanced out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly saw Qiao Chenan who was sitting in the first place, her eyes widened in disbelief, but for a moment But I couldn't be sure, thinking that I was dazzled.

Shaking his head, his black hair was scattered, but he saw that the man in front of him was still the same as when he first met, only the pair of dark eyes had changed, and he called out sadly, "Young Master Qiao, save me!"

The pear blossoms are raining, beautiful and moving.

She had already fallen asleep, but unexpectedly she heard someone calling her name in a dream at night, and out of curiosity, she followed the voice, but she didn't realize that she had been "ghost-calling", and her consciousness was blurred for a while, and when she woke up again, she was gone. here we go.

Just as Meng Dewei was about to speak, he felt a dazzling golden light flash before his eyes, followed by two shrill screams. Qiao Chen'an's figure had appeared at the entrance of the lobby, and he killed the two little devils with one blow. Yaoqin frowned and said, "How did you get here?"

He lowered his head, but saw that her clothes were a little messed up because of the struggle just now, and just caught a glimpse of a spring, with undulating mountains and mountains, majestic and majestic, so he took off his robe and put it on her body.

Yaoqin has never seen such a battle before, at a glance, it is full of ghosts and demons, as if she has reached the [-]th floor of hell, and rescued by Chad Qiao Chenan, a tight string in her heart can no longer hold on, it seems that she has lost the last bit of support, Unexpectedly, he burst into tears, regardless of the difference between men and women, buried his head in his arms, and sobbed: "I, I don't know..."

Qiao Chen'an didn't expect to involve her in it, looked up at Meng Dewei, and asked, "Seize the souls of living people at will, is this how you become the local city god?"

Meng Dewei smiled and said nothing, with a quiet expression on his face, before he could speak, the "Heavenly King" got up and shouted: "This kid is so rude, I will kill him!"

Turning to look at Qiao Chen'an, he shouted angrily: "Take your life!" He had endured it for a long time, but he could no longer hold back the killing intent in his heart.

With a long howl, he leaped towards him, with a demonic aura, his right hand grew bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye, with a thick layer of bluish-gray hair growing out, and a half-foot-long sharp claw protruded from the fingertips, straight for his throat!
The ghosts in the hall sneered, which one here is a good person, it seems that they have seen Qiao Chenan's blood spattered on the spot.

Yaoqin looked up and saw this scene, and exclaimed immediately: "Be careful!"

Qiao Chen'an sneered three times, pulled her behind him, saw the sharp claws zooming in front of his eyes, let out a low cry, and raised his palm to hit her!

Seeing this, the "Heavenly King" laughed wildly and said, "You are looking for death! If that's the case, I will help you!" The blood in his eyes was full of blood!
With a muffled bang, the two palms hit each other, and a cloud of crimson blood exploded on the spot!
Seeing this, all the ghosts showed disdain on their faces. They looked at Qiao Chen'an like a fool. How dare a mere mortal body dare to confront the monster clan head-on? !
Yaoqin looked back but just saw the scene of the blood mist bursting, and said palely: "No!"

In her cognition, Qiao Chen'an was just an ordinary scholar studying, how could she resist such a fierce monster, but she forgot that it was not normal for Qiao Chen'an to appear here.

Under everyone's gaze, Qiao Chen'an's face remained unchanged and his eyes were calm, but the "Heavenly King"'s face changed drastically. He let out a scream from his throat, and retreated hastily. The stubble came, and drops of scarlet blood dripped to the ground.

Looking back, Qiao Chenan's palm was crystal clear, with a faint jade luster. Although it was stained with a few drops of blood, it was not damaged at all.

A small sword lay quietly in his hand.

　Two updates will continue tomorrow, and there is still a shortfall of 200 to collect [-] collections. I don’t know if it’s because of the poisonous point I wrote recently, or because of an update problem. The collection only increases by a few dozen every day, hey.

　　Some revisions have been made to the front part of the academy, and it will be improved tomorrow at the latest. It will be coherent and will not affect reading.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)