Mozun is Running Away From Marriage Every Day

Lu Mingfeng single-handedly confronted the three heads of Mu Qinian, Chu Changfeng, and Xie Wanting. Later, the Chiyao Sect and the Promise Sword Sect also mixed in, plus a man who was so aggrieved that he could not easily turn over. Elder Qian Yang, the result is obvious.

Hua Che was not worried about the battle in the secret realm. Right now he was dizzy and weak, and he was not energetic to say "let me down" to Chu Binghuan, so he had to let him hold him.

Things in the secret territory spread throughout the Shangqing Immortal Sect within a long time, and the disciples of the whole clan were shocked.

The monks who came to participate in the Wanmen Huiwu felt that their faith collapsed, and the immortal Venerable who had been deeply adored and admired became this way. They were surprised at first, disappointed later, and finally frustrated.

The feeling of being deceived is not uncomfortable. Tens of thousands of disciples were angry and surrounded the Shangqing Pavilion on their own, waiting for Lu Mingfeng to come out of it, and the corpse was broken into pieces!

Chu Binghuan hugged Hua Che and walked towards the yard where the Lingxiao Treasure Hall was staying. When passing the Suihua Gate, Hua Che, who had been honest, suddenly hooked Chu Binghuan’s neck and leaned her head on Chu Binghuan’s shoulders. Nestled very intimately.

Chu Binghuan trembled all over.

Just listen to Hua Che said in his ear: "Hold tight, if you fall the slave house, how can you give you a big fat boy?"

Chu Binghuan: "..."

Chu Binghuan tried Huache's forehead, and as expected, it was really hot.

This man talks nonsense as soon as he has a fever, and the preface does not follow.

Chu Binghuan put the person on the bed and pulled over the quilt to cover it up. The fever came fiercely, and after a while, Hua Che was half asleep and half fainted.

He saw a lot of people, including Lu Mingfeng with a grinning face, Lu Yao with a hissing voice, Yin Wugui with a weird yin and yang, and even with tears. The pain was extremely painful, but Jiang was comforting him gently. Mother-in-law.

After the catastrophe of the Immortal Gate in Shangqing, he faced the crusades of the immortals, and he couldn't dispute it.

He also gave up his heart. After all, he was different from them. He tried to stay and live in peace. Now, it is too naive to think about it.

Yin Wuhui had already expected that his tone was pitying, but his expression was full of gloat: "The son of Demon Venerable, he wanted to be in the same spirit and morality with Immortal Dao, how? Are you satisfied with their reaction? You are still in your current situation. ?"

Yin Wuhui said a lot, and persuaded Hua Che to stay in the Temple of Fenqing, and to achieve the hegemony of Qianqiu with his father and son.

Hua Che laughed as he listened, "I still said that. You didn't do anything, so you got a son for nothing. There is no such cheap thing in the world."

Yin Wuhui eagerly said: "After saying so much for your father, you still don't want to stay? They treat you so much, don't you give up?"

"I'm dead." Hua Che said lightly, "Does it have anything to do with your Demon Lord? If I give up on Immortal Dao, do I have to ignite hope for Demon Dao? My mother said, my name is Chunche Wushen, slender dust is not Dye; my state of mind must be as broad and free as the clear sky of thousands of miles, without dark clouds or rain, always gentle and sunny. Even if the world does not tolerate me, even if a hundred schools of immortality attack me, I will definitely not cooperate with you and other bloodthirsty demons. Associate!"

Hua Che left.

He didn't want to get along with Yin Wuhui, and he couldn't continue to walk side by side with Xian Dao. He thought about what to do in the future.

Anyway, he has been expelled from the teacher's door, so he simply returned to the mortal realm to find Granny Jiang, to find everyone who was drunk in the building, eating, drinking, and having fun for a lifetime. Wait another twenty or thirty years, when Granny Jiang's life is over, he will send him off for the elderly. After that, he will find a beautiful paradise and do his casual repairs with peace of mind. With good luck, after a hundred years, he may be able to fly into a fairy. Woolen cloth!

Hua Che thought very well. Although the immortal monks hated him and shouted and screamed, but as long as he didn't provoke him, he could just find a horn and wait, and they would not be able to find himself.

Can't afford to provoke or hide?

But what Hua Che didn't expect was that he didn't provoke others, but others rushed to provoke him.

When Hua Che returned to Hangzhou, as soon as he entered the city, he heard the people whispering in the city. What they said was "really pitiful", "robbed", "all blood is scary," and so on. Hua Che is kind of ominous. Hunch.

He arrived at the Drunken Building in an instant, and Hua Che was completely stunned by everything that caught his eye.

It's all blood.

Wherever he looked, there were blood and corpses. The corpses were lying in the house, in the courtyard, on the stairs, or lying on the broken tables, chairs and benches. And the blood stains are splattered, some are swaying, some are already dry and black, and some are bright red trickling continuously...

The whole drunk building was filled with **** air, there was no wailing or screaming, and there was just silence, and the air was filled with desperate suffocation.

Drunk all over the building, no chickens and dogs stay.

Hua Che's body trembled uncontrollably, and he walked forward stiffly, looking at corpses one by one. There were girls, a turtle father, a handyman, and a kitchen helper.

One hundred and thirty-eight, all dead.

Who did it? Who will kill him!

Yin Wuhui? Because he didn't agree to his request, so he vented his anger with drunk all over the building?

Hua Che felt that his heart was slapped again.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the ground.

Hua Che was stunned and looked down. There was still a hint of anger lying at his feet... the old bustard! ?

The corpses in the courtyard were still alive. Hua Che was almost madly surprised and quickly helped the old bustard: "Mom, who did this, tell me who it is!"

The old bustard's eyes were open, blood and tears shed, her eyes were dull and her body was motionless.

Although she is not dead, she is no longer a living person, and only a little spiritual consciousness has not been dispersed. Hua Che locked it in time and directly explored the memory.

From the perspective of the old bustard, what hits him is the face of a great disciple of a certain immortal sect, whose surname is Miao.

"Say! Where is the beast of Hua Qingkong! Hurry up and hand over the people. If you have a cover, you will be guilty of Hua Qingkong!"

The old bustard was frightened by this situation. More than one family of immortal monks came in from the gate, looking at their dresses, from this temple to the hall, a mighty group of people surrounded the drunk building.

"What? The concubine body doesn't know what you are talking about. Didn't the child worship the Shangqing Immortal Sect as a disciple? You go to the Shangqing Immortal Sect to ask someone to go, what's the matter with the concubine?"

A few girls tremblingly hid behind the old bust, and shouted: "That's right, we are all mortal women. You are so intimidating and threatening to break into a private house like this, it's unreasonable!"

Miao Jianxiu said: "Don't be a **** fool and follow me to understand and pretend to be confused! Hua Che's blood washes the Qing Xianmen, it is not enough to kill Lu Zhangjiao frantically, and even more so, five thousand disciples in the family die violently. This blood debt, I wait. I must seek it back on behalf of Master Lu Yao, and this evil thief will be smashed!"

"Impossible!" The oiran upstairs stepped down and exclaimed, "You must be mistaken, Che'er won't kill people, he won't!"

The other girls also nodded and said, "Yes, we all watched that kid grow up. How can we not know what kind of character he is?"

"There must be misunderstandings, there must be injustices!"

Miao Jianxiu: "Okay, one or two of you are speaking for the evil thief. It's really unpredictable. Are you all in the same group!"

Everyone turned pale: "Master, don't talk nonsense!"

"Nonsense? My son knows that Hua Che lived out when he was a child and had no food to eat. All of you don’t help the son of a whore! But do you know who his biological father is? That is a bloodthirsty and innocent demon who kills innocent people. Respect! Haha, you already knew it? You sheltered the son of Demon Venerable. Now something has happened, and you are still arguing for him, really we are all stupid!"

"Come on! Bring Hua Che's "Devil Tomb" in one pot. Everyone here has been taught by Hua Che. If you don't get rid of it at this time, the future will definitely become Hua Che's help and harm the world!"

They are all mortals without the power of a chicken. If a monk wants to kill them, it is easier than crushing an ant.

What came to my ears was a scream of exhaustion, howls shook the sky, blood repeatedly washed the floor tiles, and each living person turned into a corpse.

"Don't kill that old lady! Keep her and draw Huache out to die!"

The mother-in-law Jiang, who was shivering under the table, slammed into the monk's saber with her courage after hearing this. If the monk hadn't reacted quickly, with the power of this fairy sword, Granny Jiang's head would have to move.

"Dead old lady, I don't want to be taken as hostages by us, do you want to find death?" The monk put aside the immortal lock, grabbed Granny Jiang's hair fiercely, and mentioned it up, "Your young master killed so many frantically. People, it’s not a shame to throw him into ashes! And you, the sinner who supports the son of the Demon Lord, is also a heinous sin! When we kill Hua Che alive, we will immediately send you to the ground to accompany him!"

The broken knowledge finally disappeared, and the old bustard died with his eyes open.

Hua Che stood up trembling, stumbled under something unknown to her feet, and was stained with blood all over her body. He ran to the backyard in embarrassment, and written the words in blood on the shadow wall: Shangqing Hall.

They took Granny Jiang to the Shangqing Temple, where they will hold a ceremony to pay tribute to Lu Mingfeng with the blood of Granny Jiang and Hua Che, and pay homage to the undead of the disciples of the whole family!

Hua Che Yujian returned to the Shangqing Immortal Gate. At the foot of Kunlun Mountain was Lu Mingfeng’s eldest disciple. He was wearing hemp and filial piety, staring at Hua Che fiercely with a fierce look, and grabbed the paper money in the bamboo basket. Throw into the air forcefully: "From here, kneel up the mountain!"

The ancestor of Wanshan undulates, and the Shangqing Immortal Gate happens to be at the highest peak of Kunlun Mountain. The mountain road is rugged and it is hard to walk on foot, not to mention kneeling and moving forward.

Hua Che sneered, his eyes overflowing with cold light: "Who do you let me kneel, kneel Lu Mingfeng?"

"Kneel the master who was killed by you, kneel by the five thousand fellows who were killed by you!" The big disciple was heartbroken and trembled all over, "Your old servant is waiting for you in the Qingtai!"

Granny Jiang is on the top, no matter how much he hates, even if he suffers insults, he can only do so.

Kneeling forward from the foot of the mountain, from sunrise to sunset, when he arrived at Shangqingtai, his lower body was completely bloody, and his knees were like rubbed watermelon. He tried to stand up, but had to fall back because of the pain.

He didn't have time to care whether it hurts or not, because his whole body and mind were on Granny Jiang.

Grandma Jiang was **** by the big five flowers and knelt in the middle of the Shangqing platform. Her body was covered with countless major and minor injuries. Hua Che didn't know how many crimes and sufferings Grandma Jiang suffered on his way up.

He only felt that there was a cluster of fire in his body, the more it burned, the more it was going to burn out his internal organs.

"Little Master..." Granny Jiang shed tears.

The Shangqing platform was very lively. The monks who participated in the massacre of the drunk building were all there, and the disciples of the Shangqing who were wearing filial piety were also there. Everyone stared at him with grief and indignation. It was hatred, disgust, hatred, and even Gagging.

Hua Che: "How many times do I have to say that I did not kill the five thousand disciples of the Shangqing Immortal Gate! Go to the Fenqing Temple if you have any hate, even if you go to Yin Wuhui! What do people around you do, what's the matter if you are drunk in the building!"

A Jian Xiu named Zhang Shan scolded angrily: "Even if what you say is true, even if it is indeed done by Yin Wuhui, but what about that, can that prove your innocence! Father debts, Yin Wu You should pay for the sins that you regret!"

Father's debt repayment?

Just because he inherited the blood of Yin Wuhui, he deserved to suffer this catastrophe, so Drunk Man Lou deserved to be dragged by him?

Hua Che laughed, grinning deeply, eating away his soul: "Am I not wronged? You are filled with righteous indignation one by one, if you want to cut me a thousand times, and you want to frustrate me, dare to ask, I am killed. Your parents still slaughtered your whole family?"

An old man closed his eyes: "A mosquito flew by your side. It didn't bite you, but you still want to kill it."

Hua Che's eyes gradually faded, and his eyes overflowed with desolation and irony. He curled up the corners of his bloodless lips and revealed a proud smile: "I understand, I was born a sin, I am born to die! Even if there is no way. Regarding Mingfeng, without those five thousand lives, I should die too!"

The son of Mozun is so good, everyone is jealous, taking precautions, cutting grass and roots.

They are more afraid than they hate.

They were afraid that Hua Che would join the Fenqing Temple, and that Hua Che would be Yin Wugui's right-hand man, the leader of the three consecutive ten thousand martial arts, how can they make people not afraid?

Hua Che gave a sorrowful laugh, his eyes were unprecedentedly fierce and insidious: "You want to avoid future troubles, even if you come to kill me, it's drunk all over the building, and Granny Jiang, how innocent!"

The monk seemed to be waiting for these words, and roared angrily: "How innocent are the five thousand disciples of the Shangqing! They protect you and live with you snakes and rats, and their sins are to blame!"

"Get revenge on me, ruin my hometown, kill my beloved one." Hua Che grinned furiously.

This is Xiandao! ?

This is the famous fairy sect that everyone praises! ?

Finally, Lu Yao, who had been lying on the bed for a long time, was helped out and shouted: "Shangqing abandoned apprentice Huache, wolf ambition, deceived the teacher and annihilated the ancestor, and joined the Fen Qingdian Yin Wugui to brutalize the Shangqing disciples five thousand. The people, their sins are not tolerated, and they should be punished with capital punishment!"

There is an ancient formation in the upper Qingtai. One is to prevent demonic cultivators from invading, and this ancient formation can be used to fight back; the other is to clear the door and deal specifically with those disciples who have sins that are extremely sinful and inexcusable.

The old Taoist drew his sword across the neck of Granny Jiang and threatened in a cold voice: "Hua Che, don't you want to run away!"

Hua Che, who was trying to withdraw from Shangqingtai, had a pause.

Unexpectedly, Granny Jiang, who had been crying silently, suddenly smiled, with a warm smile: "Little master, the old slave misses a girl, so I won't accompany you."

After speaking, Granny Jiang didn't even think about it, she ran into the blade of her own initiative, and blood flowed!

"Mother-in-law!" Hua Che was shocked, and regardless of the activation of the formation, he rushed towards Granny Jiang without hesitation, and waved his hand to kill the old Taoist priest.

The blood sprinkled all over the ground, covering the whole body.

It was obvious that the pain entered the bone marrow, but Granny Jiang was still smiling. She slowly raised her hand and gently stroked Hua Che's face: "Little master, don't cry...Old slave, I'm looking for a girl..."

Zhenyuan continued to pour into Granny Jiang's body through Hua Che's palm, but it seemed as if sand fell into the sea, leaving no trace, and was not satisfied anyway.

The ancient formation had already been activated, but Hua Che didn't feel the pain. The blood in his heart ran out and turned into a mass of dead objects. This dead object was broken into dregs again, leaving only an empty blood hole.

"Yeah." Hua Che responded in a low voice.

Granny Jiang’s soul began to dissipate, she touched Hua Che’s face with affection, and smiled: “Everyone who is drunk in the building... is also on the road. The old slave is not alone at all, let alone at the end of the road, there is your mother. what!"

"Ok."

"It's okay, they don't believe in you, the old slave believes in you, the old slave has looked after you for so many years, even the one who delivered you at the beginning was the old slave, don't the old slave know you..."

When he was a child, Hua Che heard her mother mentioned Granny Jiang.

Granny Jiang was also a hard-working man. She was sold to a theater group by her adoptive father at a young age, and then moved into the Drunken Mansion. Because she was not outstanding, she couldn't be a prostitute, she could only be a maid.

It lasted more than 30 years, and then Hua Meier entered the drunk building, and Granny Jiang was assigned to take care of Hua Meier's daily life.

Granny Jiang sympathizes with Hua Meier's experience and appreciates Hua Meier's behavior. She has been with her for many years. After Hua Meier was pregnant, she even took her to redeem her with her.

Those days were really miserable. I spent all my savings in order to redeem my body, and I couldn't afford to connect with the birth mother. Grandma Jiang was now studying and selling, clumsily delivering Hua Meier's baby.

He came out with Hua Che with his hands, cut the umbilical cord, bathed and changed clothes for him, wrapped in swaddling clothes.

After Hua Meier's death, Granny Jiang did not abandon Hua Che, doing rough work, doing odd jobs, and buying meat for Hua Che with her meager wages. In order to save money, she only ate one wowotou a day. She was really hungry. Just drink water to satisfy your hunger.

The old bustard once couldn't stand it, and asked her if she was frugal and save the coffin board?

Granny Jiang smiled very kindly, her eyes twinkling yearning: "That's money for the young master to marry a wife. There is no family background, and the young master can't straighten her back in other people's homes."

Granny Jiang has never married and has no children all her life.

She regards Hua Che as her own son, and treats him heart and soul, saving money by herself, trying to save money, lest the young master will be looked down upon.

If Hua Che is alive and kicking, Granny Jiang is full of vigor for all the rough work. If Hua Che is ill in bed, Granny Jiang can't get rid of her clothes, staying up for two days and two nights, staying in front of the bed and taking care of him, wiping tears with distress from time to time, praying to God to make Hua Che get better soon.

When she learned that the young master had worshipped in Shangqing as a disciple, she didn't mention how excited she was, and told from house to house, for fear that someone would not know that her young master was promising.

"Stop talking, take a break!" Granny Jiang's body was getting colder and colder, and Hua Che subconsciously hugged her tightly.

"Don't forget what your mother said." Granny Jiang looked at the sky, her pupils losing their brilliance a little bit, "Pure and clean, fine dust and dustless, we must be as wide and free as the clear sky, without dark clouds and rain, always gentle sunny."

When the last trace of Hua Che's true essence was consumed, Granny Jiang smiled and closed her eyes.

Wan Lai was silent.

It's all gone, it's all gone.

What broad freedom? Where does the freedom come from, where can it be vast!

What gentle and sunny? What you see and hear is only fierce, only violent! There is a dark cloud above his head, he is facing a **** wind, and his mood is dark!

Why! !

How innocent and innocent of all the drunk people!

Granny Jiang raised him from childhood to adulthood. She didn't enjoy the blessing for a few years, but he was embarrassed by him and died in a foreign land like this!

The hopes in his heart disappeared one by one, and the thoughts in his heart collapsed one by one!

Dark clouds piled up all over the sky, and finally a torrential rain fell, thunder and lightning blasted, and the fierce ancient formation swallowed Hua Che thoroughly.

Although his body died and his bones disappeared, his unforgettable hatred and unwillingness made him immortal.

He fell into the underworld, where thousands of dead souls returned.

It is said that the Devil Realm is gloomy and bloody, it is because they have no experience, they have not really been to the Ghost Realm, so they don't know that this is the real purgatory.

The sky is black and the ground is red. It is blood that has been deposited for thousands of years.

There is no light here, there is a rotting stench in the air, and broken bones and remnants of soul are stepped on under the feet.

There are evil ghosts in the sky, endless evil spirits raging wildly, a group of ghosts feasting together, roaring in excitement, and more excited to welcome the influx of new ghosts.

That is the object of their bullying.

The ghost world has the rules of survival in the ghost world, you can reincarnate in seven days, and within these seven days, you must ensure that you can survive at all costs.

It's not like the Yama King and the black and white impermanence in the folk script.

There are no ghosts, no judges, here is a lawless place, groups of ghosts kill each other, the weak will be swallowed by the strong, and the strong rely on the spirits they absorb to cultivate and strengthen themselves, and they can turn from a spirit body into a real body.

If you are lucky enough to live for seven days, then you can reincarnate. If you don’t want to reincarnate by the hour, then there will only be one end—Gui Xiu.

One hundred years of repairing bones and blood, a thousand years of repairing skin and flesh.

On July 15th each year, the Yin Qi is at its strongest, the ghost gate opens, and you can take the opportunity to escape back into the world.

Forget about the past and reincarnate?

how is this possible!

If the drunk person is not dead, and if Granny Jiang is still alive, perhaps he will choose to be reincarnated, and will gladly take off the bloodline imposed by Yin Wuhui and become an innocent ordinary person in the next life.

But now, he wants revenge!

With this ugly and disgusting body, with the identity that the world cannot be spurned by everyone, he made a comeback.

Bullying new ghosts is an eternal pleasure in the ghost world. They stay at the entrance and come and eat one by one. Although their spirits are weaker, mosquitoes are fleshy no matter how small they are.

But unexpectedly—

The clear sword pierced the darkness, and the dazzling Li Guanghuang blinded countless evil ghosts.

Thousands of ghosts wailing, thousands of ghosts cry!

The seniors who have lived in the ghost world for thousands of years learned that a powerful character has come here, not an ordinary mortal, but a fairy master.

Moreover, this immortal master is not like other famous monks, cruel heart, no mercy, his power is fierce and ruthless, and the gods block and kill the gods, no one dares to try his edge again.

Ordinary ghosts, even if it is a foundational immortal master, it takes at least a hundred years to achieve ghost cultivation, but this newcomer is different.

The skeleton was repaired in just fifty years, and flesh and blood were repaired in another two hundred years!

In less than three hundred years, he was no different from human beings except for a few places.

The old ghost felt that he had guessed all wrong before. He thought that this Hua Che was an immortal master during his lifetime, but judging from his vicious behavior, he should have been a demon cultivator before his death.

On the night of the Zhongyuan Festival, all the evil spirits tremblingly gathered at the exit of the underworld.

I saw the man boiled with evil spirits, the wind swept through the remaining clouds, and the grass and trees withered where he passed. Some souls were so scared that they forgot to escape, but they were contaminated by the yin wind that spread out by that person, and it was wiped out in an instant.

Finally, the man walked out of the gate of the ghost domain, and the ghosts cheered.

This evil **** is finally gone! !

The author has something to say: Thank you [Xiangquaqi] for the rocket launcher!

Thank you [47002415] [Stop Clouds] [Wenzi] [Qing Jun] for the mines!