White Snake Demonstration Walk

Chapter 85 Xiaoqian

In the dense forest, not far from Lanruo Temple, a stream like a white jade belt flows to an unknown distance, and disappears in the deep darkness at the end.

"what!--"

Suddenly there was an extremely shrill scream from above the river bank, and Qiao Chenan looked at the scene in front of him with surprise:
A scarlet tongue protruded from the ground and directly into Xiahou's mouth, exuding a strong evil spirit. Although Xiahou was resisting with all his strength, his body was shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye. The flesh, essence and energy were all emptied, leaving only a layer of wrinkled skin, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a horrifying mummy.

"The dryad!"

Qiao Chenan whispered, with a solemn look on his face. Originally, Ning Caichen felt a little cold after nightfall, so he came out to find some dry firewood to start a fire in the house. On the way, he was attracted by the sound of spring water here. I wish I had just come here to see such a scene.

He was a little surprised in his heart, he knew that the tree demon had hundreds of years of Taoism and was far more powerful than ordinary little demons, but he didn't expect to be able to kill Xiahou who had a good cultivation level in an instant, even though there was Xiahou who was greedy for beauty. The reason for being defenseless is that, but it is also enough to prove grandma's strength from the side.

After the grandma's tongue drained Xiahou's whole body of energy, she was still not satisfied, she turned around and stabbed at him straightly, the monster energy surged towards him like a tide, and she wanted to suck him dry.

Qiao Chen'an's gaze was fixed, and he was about to make a move. Suddenly, he heard a loud shout from the forest, and then Yan Chixia's figure appeared, and jumped out of the forest. A bowl of sulfuric acid, with hot steam bubbling from the top of the tongue, melted into a foul-smelling blood in an instant.

Grandma suffered from the pain, and the remaining half of her tongue retracted directly, and a shrill and sharp scream sounded in the forest.

Naturally, Xiahou's scream shocked not only himself, but also Yan Chixia in the temple.

Yan Chixia walked slowly to Xiahou's mummified corpse, with a sad expression on her face, she held his corpse with both hands, and sighed sadly: "Brother Xiahou, you and I belong to the Wanjianmen of Shushan. If you're not a stinky skin, why bother to care about it?..."

"Don't worry, I will never let you die in the wilderness after you die, I will bury you properly!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiahou's shriveled corpse suddenly opened his eyes, with a miserable green light flowing in the pupils, and he opened his mouth to bite Yan Chixia's neck, revealing his dead wood-like teeth.

Yan Chixia's complexion changed, she put one hand on Xiahou's neck, and cursed angrily: "Good Xiahou, you can just trouble me when you are alive, and you will hurt me when you are dead."

He took out a chi-long silver needle from his waist, pierced it between Xiahou's eyebrows, slapped it upside down, and slammed it on a big bluestone on the river bank not far away with a bang, and took out another needle. Zhang Fuzhuan was thrown on Xiahou's body from the air, and a layer of fire suddenly ignited on the latter's body, gradually turning into ashes.

laugh!
At this moment, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind in the forest. The tree demon was not willing to kill him, but was still greedy for Qiao Chen'an's blood. A bright red meat tongue shot out from the ground, stabbing at him like lightning.

"Bold monster, how dare you!"

Seeing this, Yan Chixia yelled loudly, jumped to Qiao Chenan's side, and shot out a silver needle in mid-air, which pierced her grandma's tongue with a puff, and immediately ignited a layer of golden flames. knock it back.

After receiving this blow, grandma let out a gloomy cry, the sound echoed in the whole mountain forest, it was breathtaking, if the timid heard it, they might be frightened to pieces.

Yan Chixia glanced at Qiao Chen'an who was beside her with admiration, patted him on the shoulder with her rough and powerful hands, and said with a smile: "Boy, that's right, you can actually keep your face in the face of this old monster! You have a lot of courage."

Qiao Chenan agreed silently, now that he has successfully practiced again, his aura is restrained, as long as the other party's cultivation base is not too much higher than his, or he takes the initiative to expose his aura, he will not be able to detect his strength.

Although Yan Chixia in front of her had a rough appearance, could even be said to be a little ugly, and her mouth was not forgiving, she was chivalrous and righteous, and she was a true chivalrous man.

Yan Chixia glanced at him, gestured to him not to speak, then turned her head to look at the dead forest, and suddenly opened her mouth and yelled "ah", cursing: "You think you are the only one who can yell, old hag!"

"Smelly Taoist priest, you and I don't violate the water of the river, everyone just wants to live in this place, why do you keep getting along with me!" came the voice of grandma who was neither male nor ****.

"Fuck, who the hell is going to have trouble with you, I'm hiding in this ghost place, just to avoid grievances in the world!"

"If that's the case, why do you want to spoil my good deeds? In fact, I killed all the damned people, so why make things difficult for me!?" Grandma's angry voice came from the forest.

"What we do is to reduce the sins of the world, and we are all benefiting the people. Speaking of which, we are all in the same direction!"

"Damn, who is the same as you! What a big-headed ghost with your mother!" Yan Chixia was furious.

"I don't care if you kill bad people, but look at this scholar, he is slim, with a breeze in his sleeves, with a fist and legs, and he can't do anything. If you want to kill him, you just don't give me face!"

After finishing speaking, the bearded Yan Chixia actually turned her head and leaned in front of him, and said, "What else is good for you? Tell me quickly!"

Qiao Chen'an was speechless for a while, he thought Yan Chixia was a man with a crazy personality, who knew that he also had such a "funny" side, and the idioms he used in the sentence just now were really... ridiculous.

The corner of the mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, and he spread his hands helplessly and said, "Did you speak too well of me!?"

"If you don't say something better, how can you suppress it!?" Yan Chixia said as a matter of course, ignoring Qiao Chen'an who was already covered in black lines, and turned to look at the pitch-black forest.

In the dark night, there was only the sound of insects and wind, other than that, there was silence, and the tree demon seemed to have retreated.

Yan Chixia snorted, looked at Qiao Chenan and said, "Stinky boy, you took your life today. You see, this ancient temple is full of demons and ghosts. Hurry up and call your friend to leave, otherwise your life will be lost." !"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the ashes of Xiahou's burnt corpse, with a heavy expression on his face, he said, "Brother Xiahou, I'll give you a ride!"

Although he and Xiahou had argued for most of their lives, they were by no means life and death enemies.The two came out of Ten Thousand Swords Palace together, they were from the same family, although they would have to fight a lot when they met, but they felt a bit of sympathy for each other.

Yan Chixia dug a big pit on the ground with a sword, put Xiahou's bones in, piled up a small soil bag, and cut a tombstone out of a tree trunk, engraved with six big characters "Tomb of my best friend Xiahou", in the lower right corner And engrave the four small characters "Yan Chixia Li".

Qiao Chen'an felt a great sadness from Yan Chixia's actions. It's not so easy to be a knight who indulges in mountains and rivers. In the eyes of ordinary people, they may be beautiful or lonely, but who can understand the loneliness in their hearts What about loneliness?

Behind Tianya with the sword is the loneliness of blood and tears. Just like today, he will die at an unknown time, and his corpse will be violent in the wilderness, becoming the blood food of wild beasts, and there is no place for him to die.

A hero is nothing more than a man trapped in the sky.

After Yan Chixia finished erecting the tombstone, she said to Qiao Chenan, "I'll go around and look around, you should go back to the temple quickly, no matter what's going on outside, don't open the door!"

After saying that, his figure disappeared into the mountains.

Seeing this, Qiao Chen'an shook his head and smiled, but didn't say much, picked up some firewood, turned around and walked towards Lanruo Temple.

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Time went back for a moment, not long after Qiao Chenan left Lanruo Temple, two elegant and beautiful figures suddenly appeared in the courtyard of Lanruo Temple, and the cold moon shone brightly in the courtyard.

Xiaodie affectionately held the arm of the woman in white beside her, and said with a slight smile, "Sister, there are two scholars in total, and the tougher and rougher one in the room belongs to my sister... Don't rob me, sister!"

Xiaoqian gave a faint "oh", turned her head and glanced at her, her expression was as calm as usual, and even if she stopped talking, she didn't seem to care about the ownership of the two prey.

Although Xiaodie concealed it very well, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in the depths of her eyes, how could the intention of fighting be hidden from her eyes?

Among the many female ghosts under her grandmother, she is the only one who pleases her the most. How can Xiaodie, who was originally the most respected, be reconciled?Naturally, he wanted to seize this opportunity to perform well and regain his favored position.

Although the two usually call each other sisters, everyone knows that it is just the most hypocritical illusion, and both of them are well aware of this.

But under such a beautiful body, what kind of heart is buried deeply?
Xiaodie smiled lightly when she heard the words, as if the two of them were really close friends who talked about everything, she said: "Xiaodie thanked my sister!"

But I was sneering in my heart, when I get favored again in the future, I will definitely make you look good.

However, behind the deep jealousy lies great pleasure, just because grandma betrothed Xiaoqian to Lord Heishan earlier in order to gain more powerful power, and she will never come back at that time, never again May compete with her.

It is said that Lord Montenegro would marry a woman every six months, and his previous wife never appeared again, so one can imagine what happened to him.

Every time she thinks of this, Xiaodie feels an inexplicable sense of comfort in her heart, even if she is favored now, it is still just a tool after all.

The figure floated towards the house where the two were, and the plain hand knocked on the door slowly.

A man's voice suddenly sounded in the room, "Who is it?"

Immediately there was a sound of footsteps, a figure appeared on the window, the door creaked open, before the people in the room could speak, Xiaodie slid into the room, put her hands on his shoulders, her purple clothes were half taken off, Revealing a dazzling white, she gently swayed her body in front of the man, and said seductively: "Lonely in the middle of the night, I hope to have a good relationship with you."

That is the temptation that most men in the world cannot resist.

Ning Caichen looked at the woman in front of him in a panic, pushed her away, took two steps back, frowned and said: "It's late at night, it's not right for lonely men and widows to live in the same room, please Respect yourself, girl!"

Xiaodie glanced at him faintly, and secretly scolded the stinky man, I have seen too many hypocritical scholars like him, the so-called "sit in my arms" is just because I haven't seen enough, and I haven't been tempted enough Big.

She took off her clothes a lot, almost revealing most of her body, licked her red lips, and said charmingly: "My lord, is your slave beautiful?"

Although there was a seductive smile on Qiao's face, there was a deep murderous intent in her eyes, as long as the man in front of her showed a little lust, she would immediately take his life.

If the other party is tempted to do it again, the karma they will suffer is much less than that of forcibly harming others, which is why they don't do it right away.

Karma, retribution, and the cycle of heaven are all under the boundless way of heaven. It is not easy to cultivate the body of ghosts and ghosts, and who is willing to give up easily?

Xiaodie in the room was still trying her best to seduce Ning Caichen with various language and gestures. Xiaoqian stood quietly in the courtyard, with a look of unbearable flashing in her eyes, silently praying for the scholar in the room.

Probably the only way to prove that she still retains a trace of goodness as a human being!
There are too many wicked people in this world and too few good people. The wicked live long and the good live short. How can there be any fairness and morality at all?
The world is not benevolent, all things are just dogs.

"Good luck."

She uttered these four words softly, and suddenly heard the slow but rhythmic footsteps coming from behind, gradually approaching.

She turned her head to look, and happened to see a tall man stepping into the temple gate, with two pairs of clear eyes looking at each other.

At this moment, the gears of fate began to turn in different directions and could not be turned back.

Xiaoqian remembered that Xiaodie and the scholar were still in the house, and that the man in front of her should be her target for tonight, she smiled lightly, a pitiful smile appeared on her pale face, her red lips parted slightly, and said: "It's hard to sleep late at night, The loneliness is unbearable, and I hope to have a good time with you!"

Qiao Chenan was taken aback when he heard the words, probably anyone would be taken aback in such a situation, and couldn't help but look carefully at the woman in front of him.

Dressed in white clothes, with picturesque features, blue silk shawl, and a pair of Jianshui autumn eyes that seem to be filled with unresolved sadness, as if they are telling the sufferings they have experienced.

Qiong's nose was straight, and it traced a perfect arc, and her red lips were bright and lustrous, with a layer of luster.

The snow-white jade neck is as elegant as a white swan, and the flesh is like condensed snow. It penetrates into the white skirt, and under the moonlight, the two contrast each other, and it is almost impossible to tell which one is the color of the skin.

Sinking fish and falling geese, closing the moon to shame the flowers, that's all.

Qiao Chenan looked at the woman in front of him, and subconsciously said in surprise: "Xiaoqian?"

Who else could be the female ghost in white that appeared in Lanruo Temple?But shouldn't she be with Ning Caichen at this time?How could it appear here instead?

He suddenly realized a problem, because of his appearance, the history "on the book" seems to be changing quietly, but who can tell whether it is good or bad?
The world is always moving forward in the unknown.This "butterfly" that had strayed in gently flapped its wings, what kind of change would it stir up? !

I am extremely sorry in my heart, Brother Ning, I interrupted a beautiful event of yours!

She is no longer the Lan Ruo in the story.

　Thanks to "My Name Is a Good Man" for a reward of [-], and "Guihaiyunxuan" for a reward of [-].

　　[-] in [-], [-]+, I'm so lazy that I don't even want to divide chapters...

　　
　
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