Hachishomon

rebel.

Lu Wangchuan looked at him carefully from the beginning to the end, and said with a smile: "Very good, you don't wear that suit anymore."

After speaking, he turned around and continued on his way. He wanted to reach the Yongye River before Yongye.

Duan Chongshu still followed behind him, not pressing every step of the way, but following far behind.

Lu Wangchuan's clenched fists were the strength to support him to say what he said just now. Now that he finished speaking, his whole body relaxed, and his whole body shrugged.

A voice in my heart said, how do you say such hateful words?Really never want to see him again? !It's not like this when you are angry in your heart, look at your cheap mouth!

Another voice said, even if it doesn't matter if you see him, who is he and who are you, now that you have torn your face, you will be able to do things in the future. Do you still want to be with him for a long time? !

The voice retorted, then what you said was too fickle, and you will regret it in the future.

Another voice said, now that there is no way to go, do you care if you regret it or not?

That's right, now that he doesn't even have a way to go, does he care whether he regrets it or not?

Let's talk about that 'future'.

When approaching the ghost valley, I suddenly heard a strange and shrill ghost roar coming from the front, as well as the sound of fighting.

Lu Wangchuan cheered up, and ran forward quickly, stood by the edge of the pit and looked in, only to see that there was not a single ghost in Ghost Valley, and those sounds were all coming from the virtual mirror projected above Ghost Valley.

The place Guigu projected was not elsewhere, but the Mass Burial Mound in Dongfengli, where he had just left not long ago.

At this time, Dongfengli did not know what kind of torture he had suffered. The murderous corpses in the alley seemed to be torn apart by human beings, and they were even torn into pieces of flesh. The alley of murderous corpses was flooded, and the scene was disgusting.

Lu Wangchuan looked at the person surrounded by several murderous corpses with a pale face, and it was he who broke into the east wind and tore up hundreds of corpses, causing blood to flow like a river in the east wind.

It's just...that person was Mu Youcai.

In the virtual mirror, Mu Youcai was drenched in blood and bruises all over his body, dragging a body that was almost the same as the murderous corpses to fight with them, dragging a broken anklet on his right foot.

Mu Youcai broke into the alley of murderous corpses in Dongfengli, and the wounds on his body were scratched by ghost claws, bloody and bloody, and his left arm was almost gnawed off by the murderous corpse, his muscles and bones were broken, and he was like a real murderous corpse He twisted off the heads of the several murderous corpses that surrounded him, and walked towards the mass grave step by step on their corpses. The dilapidated body seemed to fall down at any time.

"...Brother Mu?"

Lu Wangchuan looked in disbelief at the man in the mirror who was more ferocious than a corpse. He turned out to be Mu Youcai?

Why is Mu Youcai in Dongfeng, and why did he go to the mass grave?

Duan Chongshu said from behind him: "Yesterday, the Mu family village was destroyed. It was he who sent the whole family of Mu family village to the mouth of the ghosts. Today, the Sanfang Xuanmen have intercepted and killed him at the mass grave."

Guigu Xujing seemed to be trying to verify his words, the screen flashed, and the scene of the three-party Xuanmen mass graves intercepting and killing appeared.

Mujiazhuang is a family of Xuanmen, and it is no small matter to be wiped out by blood this time. The chief culprit, Mu Youcai, is even more guilty, so the parents of the Helian family, the Taoist priest of Suzaku Palace, and the immortal chief of Jiuwei Sect all rushed to the mass grave to join forces. Kill Mu Youcai.

Lu Wangchuan saw him dragging his walking corpse to the mass grave, ignored the reprimands and attacks from the three Taoist sects, but sat on the ground, meditating cross-legged, and set up the mass grave as a big seal formation, with only him and his disciples in the formation The group of ghosts gushed out of the Yin Fire Realm, and the Dafeng Formation temporarily isolated the Sanfang Xuanmen. When the Sanfang Xuanmen was breaking the barrier he had set up, Mu Youcai was summoning ghosts.

"All immortals, have mercy!"

Mu Jinlan, who has been following him from Mujiazhuang to the present, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Sanfang Xuanmen to intercede: "Cousin, he didn't destroy Mujiazhuang. It was only by sacrificing our cousin that the blood curse was reversed! Why don’t you hold them accountable, why do you insist on letting him take his life? Isn’t our life our life?!”

Mu Jinlan's forehead was already bleeding, and she cried and said, "You see, he has been seriously injured, and he will die soon! Please let him go for now, please!"

No one paid any attention to her, and the three sects were trying their best to break the barrier that Mu Youcai had set up.

Mu Youcai's big seal formation sealed the mass grave, using himself as the eye of the formation, and summoned the ghosts into the formation. This is undoubtedly a suicidal act. Once the formation is completed, he will be eaten by the ghosts and dragged into the Yin fire domain .

The three Taoist sects saw his plan to seek death, and stopped interfering with his formation one after another, watching with cold eyes and waiting for him to bind himself.

Mu Jinlan tried to run over to stop him: "Cousin, don't!"

Being bounced away by the barrier before getting close, Mu Jinlan fell to the ground and looked at him with ashen ashes, all she could do was cry.

Mu Youcai's disheveled hair was blown up by the fierce wind, his brows were still calm and dull, but they were stained with blood that would never be restored.

He raised his left arm, which was nearly gnawed off by the murderous corpse, bit a bronze coin tied to his wrist between his teeth, and then opened his bloodshot eyes, which were always dull and lifeless. .

The Great Seal Formation was finally formed, and the gossip formation suddenly turned into a hurricane that surrounded Mu Youcai and the ghosts in the formation. The black hurricane spun several times and drilled a big hole in the mass grave. Mu Youcai seemed to be Become invisible like being hanged in the wind.

Feng Zhuchen Xi, no matter it is the person in the wind or the ghost, they are all sent to the Yin Fire Realm [-] feet below the ground.

There is no entry, no exit, only endless killing of each other, ghosts cannibalizing each other, and if a living person enters the realm of Yin fire, he can only become the bait of ghosts, and become a ghost in the underworld.

Mu Jinlan, who witnessed Mu Youcai's self-destruction with the Great Sealing Formation, fell to the ground for a long while, then suddenly burst out laughing, jumped up like crazy, and smiled strangely at the Sanfang Xuanmen who hadn't dispersed yet: "I don't know. Let's go! I'll wait here for my cousin to come out, if you want to catch me, come anytime!"

After speaking, he brought up the group corners and ran down the hillside, laughing foolishly all the way: "Come again some other day, I want to erect a monument for my cousin, what should he do if he can't find his way back? Hahahahahahahaha—— —”

The virtual mirror ends here, and there is silence in the ghost valley——

"……and then?"

Lu Wangchuan turned around and asked him.

Duan Chongshu shook his head without saying a word.

Lu Wangchuan looked at him confusedly for a moment, and a strange smile appeared on his lips: "Didn't Mu Jinlan say that he sacrificed blood to save his life? Why can't he spare his life? The life of an ant is not life." ?"

Duan Chongshu remained silent, his expression indifferent.

"...you are all the same"

Lu Wangchuan said so, and then flew out in a few steps, and soon reached the Yongye River.

The black river in the Yongye River seems to be thinner, but the sword has been lying quietly at the bottom of the river.

Lu Wangchuan jumped into the river and reached out to fish for it. Unlike the first time he took the sword, this time it was difficult to move it.

With a little effort, he took out the long black-edged sword lying in the river, and the hilt was engraved with two seal characters——Feng Chen.

"Lu Wangchuan!"

Duan Chongshu chased him to the river, and cracks finally appeared on his perennially silent face like a snow mountain.

"Put that sword down, put it down!"

☆、Sansheng burial place 【[-]】

Lu Wangchuan ignored the water with his sleeve and wiped the water off the blade, only to find that the thick sword was engraved with ancient runes that he could not understand.

Xiao Junzi's voice rang quietly in his ears - "simmering blood"

Lu Wangchuan immediately bit his fingertips, dripped a few drops of blood on the blade, and the blood streaked along the runes from the hilt to the blade in an instant. The blood flashed, and the blade suddenly trembled slightly, clanging softly.

Lu Wangchuan grasped the hilt of the sword with all his strength, and it quickly calmed down. It seemed that it had been silent in the Yongye River for a long time, and it finally woke up. It was difficult to distinguish the owner for a while, but after simmering the blood, it recognized the owner again.

What a 'Fengchen', Lu Wangchuan held the hilt of the sword, and felt an invisible force flowing from the palm to the inner palace, which was more enjoyable than when he was advanced in cultivation.

Xiao Junzi said: "Return to the original owner, don't let him snatch it away."

Then the true knowledge dissipated.

Lu Wangchuan raised his sword and looked towards the shore, and found that Duan Chongshu had lost his ordinary appearance, holding a Zen staff, and a red Buddha lotus appeared on his forehead.

"Do you want to do justice for the sky?"

Lu Wangchuan walked ashore and asked with a smile: "I just got a sword, what are you going to do with me? Master"

Duan Chongshu put his Zen stick on the ground, and walked towards him with bare hands: "I just want you to put down the sword in your hand."

"...What if I don't agree?"

After finishing speaking, he swiped the sword's edge horizontally and swept away a wave of sword energy!

Duan Chongshu turned sideways to avoid the sword energy, and the grass behind him was cut into a canyon by the sword energy.

Unexpectedly, he would make such a decisive move, Duan Chongshu turned to look at him after a while and asked, "What do you want to do?"

For some reason, Lu Wangchuan suddenly felt grievance and anger again, more profound than before, looked at him and growled: "You are allowed to kill, so I am not allowed to take revenge?!"

Duan Chongshu smiled wryly, and walked towards him unhurriedly: "Revenge for Mu Youcai? Put down the sword in your hand, and I will let you take revenge."

No matter what time, you are still blocking me.

Lu Wangchuan roared: "How many times have I told you to leave me alone!"

Duan Chongshu paused and stood where he was. It's been a long time since I heard this sentence. I thought I would never hear it again, but I didn't expect that although things are different, they are vaguely old friends.

Lu Wangchuan gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "From now on, you are you and I am me. Whether I, Lu Wangchuan, lives or dies, whether I am a fairy or a demon, has nothing to do with you."

At this time, he said again what Nie Huayin said in the past, but it was a kind of friendship, and he failed twice...

From now on, you are you, I am me, I, Nie Huayin, will have nothing to do with you whether I live or die, whether I am a fairy or a demon, if you continue to entangle Guan Xun with me, it will be like this clothes!

"You saved my life back then, but today I will be considered ruthless and unrighteous, so just cut off my robes!"

Lu Wangchuan flicked the front of his front, held Feng Chen across the clothes, and a piece of rag flew to the ground in front of the two of them.

He raised the back of his hand and wiped the corner of his eyes fiercely, and turned around with the sword in his hand, before he took two steps, his arm was grabbed by him again.

Duan Chongshu held his arm, the corners of his lips quivered for a moment, and said with great difficulty: "Leave the sword behind."

"...I'm not Nie Huayin, so I don't need you to take care of me!"

Lu Wangchuan turned around and swung his sword diagonally towards him!

Unexpectedly, Duan Chongshu didn't dodge. The blade of the sword slashed across his left shoulder, cutting his chest, leaving a long and narrow bloody mouth.

Lu Wangchuan was taken aback for a moment, and when the blade fell down, he held it empty-handed again.

Duan Chongshu held his sharp blade and said calmly without changing his face: "Leave the sword, I will send you out."

Lu Wangchuan's eyes turned hot, and he suddenly said angrily, "You might as well fight me! Come on!"

Snatching the sword edge out of his hand, Lu Wangchuan held Fengchen tightly and wanted to flee in embarrassment.

"Leave that sword behind!"

Duan Chongshu picked up his Zen staff and shot a ray of sky light to block his way, and flew in front of him.

Lu Wangchuan raised his sword and slashed involuntarily, and the unstoppable Fengchen was danced in a mess in his hands, even more messy than a saber for chopping wood.

Although his swordsmanship was chaotic, the power of this ancient magic sword should not be underestimated. Duan Chongshu erected his Zen staff to block every sword qi, and sparks were created when the swords met.

Duan Chongshu only defended but not attacked, and was forced back step by step by the magic sword in his hand, as if he was tolerant of a young child who punched and kicked him.

However, Lu Wangchuan held back his anger. The interception of Mu Youcai was the last barrier that crushed his psychological defense. The only three people in the world who were emotionally connected with him were either dead or their whereabouts were unknown. Those Shenzong who measure the life and death of mortals did it, they all did it!

Lu Wangchuan used the speed and chaos of the Fuxing swordsmanship to the extreme. Every move and style is definitely not something that ordinary people can resist. Now it is all used to deal with Duan Chongshu. He had expected it, but he did not. Thinking of it so quickly, when he actually fought against him, he even inadvertently realized how relentless he was and regarded him as a mortal enemy.

"I'm not Nie Huayin, and you're not my elder brother"

Lu Wangchuan swiped open his Zen staff with a sweeping sword, and roared, "Why do you care about me!"

Duan Chongshu only used less than half of his skills in defense, his Zen stick trembled slightly due to his relentless sword energy, and his footsteps staggered a few steps back when a big tree blocked his retreat.

"……you saw it?"

Lu Wangchuan stood in front of him like a ghostly Shura, dressed in black with a murderous look: "I see, just like you couldn't keep Nie Huayin back then, you can't do anything to me now, unless you kill me."

Duan Chongshu lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes seemed to be filled with an old bronze mirror. Hearing this, he curled his lips and said word by word: "I won't kill you. If you want this sword, you might as well first kill me"

"...Do you think I dare not?"

Duan Chongshu closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

dare not?He never felt he dared not, especially now.

Lu Wangchuan raised his head to look at the vast sky, and suddenly felt that he was really ridiculous now, like a bastard who thought he was full-fledged and wanted to show off his wings, but someone behind Chunchun taught him to think twice However, the great world can no longer accommodate his heart, and only by acting against the heavens can he gain a foothold, so how can he get rid of this shackles that shouldn't exist?

Only if the wound is severed and cleansed, there is no cure for the deepest wound.

When raising the sword, Lu Wangchuan was indifferent, even numb, but when the sword edge pierced his chest, his eyes were stung by the blood, followed by a dull pain in his chest, as if he was injured. That person is himself, not Duan Chongshu.

The three-inch sword edge sank into his chest, Duan Chongshu glanced down at the blood spilling from his chest, slowly raised his eyes to look at him, and said, "Go!"

Lu Wangchuan held the hilt of the sword but didn't dare to move it rashly. He had exhausted all his strength in stabbing the sword just now, and stared blankly at the blood gushing out of his chest.

The two shikigami Bodhizi and Tian Mozi suddenly appeared, looking at the scene under the tree from a distance.

Duan Chongshu raised his hand to hold the blade of the sword, pulled it out suddenly, and snatched the sword from his hand with three minutes of strength.

Lu Wangchuan stared blankly as if he had just woken up from a dream, holding the sword and walking towards the two shikigami.

Bodhizi and Tian Mozi knelt on the ground on one knee.

Duan Chongshu's palm was still bleeding, and he walked up to Bodhizi with his sword in his hand, clasped his palms together and recited a series of Buddha's names: "Amitabha"

Bodhizi raised his head to look at him, closed his eyes, and thought about what happened next.

When Duan Chongshu raised his sword, Lu Wangchuan's eyes trembled. He saw that the sword slashed towards Bodhizi, and the light of the sword penetrated the body of the young man in white, and then turned into a white light.

The white light wrapped around Feng Chen's blade and opposed the ancient runes on the sword body, and finally submerged into the runes, sealing the devilish energy inside.

As soon as Bodhizi dies, the Great Puti is about to be broken, and the second of ten fiefdoms is about to collapse.

Duan Chongshu split the sky with his Zen stick, threw the sword to Lu Wangchuan, looked at the emptiness in front of him, and said: "The situation will be closed, you can go."

The sword seemed to be heavier than before. Lu Wangchuan raised his head and glanced at the sky that was about to heal, stayed there for a moment, and flew out of the surrounding area when the sky light disappeared.

Going back to the lost forest, Taohuawu has disappeared, and Liu Sizhui has long since left. At this time, the night is dark, just like before entering Sansheng's burial ground.

Lu Wangchuan leaned against the tree, lifted up the Fengchen sword in his hand, and looked at it carefully. He only felt that the ancient runes on it made him more and more difficult to see through...

A man led the horse gradually approaching, and the man kept shouting: "Senior Lu? Senior?"

Lu Wangchuan wanted to answer him, but his throat was so sore and heavy that he couldn't open his mouth.

He Lianxian quickly found him, and took advantage of the moonlight to walk up to him: "Senior, you are indeed here, huh - I thought something happened to you, eh? Why is your complexion so bad, Senior Lu? You You you you you cry?!"

Lu Wangchuan laughed uncomfortably, cleared his throat and said, "Why are you here?"

"It was two boys in white clothes who found me and said that you are here and let me come to meet you."

The two young masters in white clothes should be talking about Bodhizi and Tianmozi.

Lu Wangchuan said: "I can't walk anymore, let me borrow your horse."

He Lianxian hastily led the horse by the head and let him mount.

Lu Wangchuan tore off the entire front of his clothes and hugged Fengchen, and instead of riding on the horse, he lay on his back on the horse's back, still lying firmly, I really don't know how he did it.

He Lianxian led the horse out of the woods, nagging on the road that the elder sister followed the Helian family's parents to the mass grave to intercept the criminals, and she hasn't come back yet, Jiang Hua went after Tang He, but didn't come back, and asked him what he was going to place.

Lu Wangchuan stared at the clusters of stars in the sky with his hands on his pillow and was dazed. After he asked several times, he said listlessly: "Come with you, take me in?"

He Lianxian quickly agreed, and also said that the parents are kind and hospitable, and they will definitely welcome him.

But Lu Wangchuan could no longer hear the words behind him. Looking at the sky full of stars, his thoughts also drifted to the stars, and they scattered into a starlight...

Not so long ago, I sat with him under the old tree on the hillside and looked at the stars. He grabbed a handful of starlight and blew it around his lips and eyebrows. Two or three points of starlight stayed on his eyebrows and refused to leave. His eyebrows were smudged with a touch of bright color, which was really pretty, and then he slept on his lap for the whole night, and the rustling leaves gradually fell on them...

Obviously it was only a few days ago, but when I think about it now, it seems so far away that it happened in my previous life.

There are really some things in this world that can only be cured if they are completely clean, severed, and deeply hurt.

Now it is completely broken, there is no cure, he has always been ruthless, but now he is lingering again.

Whoever comes to feel sorry, this person is pitiful.

Instead, this person is hateful——

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☆、Lu Erniu 【[-]】

The Lanling Helian family is a noble hermit family that does not compete with other sects for rankings. Although it is a Taoist family, it treats the virtuous with courtesy. Unlike the Mu family that still exists in the past, the Helian family does not pay much attention to family blood , as long as the young people with outstanding morals and talents can come to Helian's family to be disciples and guests, some rare talents will be formally accepted as disciples by the parents of Helian's family, preaching and teaching, and treating them equally.

Therefore, the reputation of the Helian family has always been extremely respected by ordinary people, and it is a famous family with a high threshold.

When he first climbed Qinglong Mountain and was about to meet the current patriarch of the Helian family, he covered his face with a black cloth. Although few people had seen the wicked look of the notorious Lu Wangchuan, he was still afraid of being recognized , Be careful to sail for thousands of years, and the boat is a great weapon for walking in the rivers and lakes.

He Lianxian asked him puzzled why he covered his face, the senior is so young and handsome.

Lu Wangchuan first thought about which part of his body is worthy of the four characters of "youth talent", but it is true that he is suave and suave, but to say that he is a young talent is simply scolding him.

Senior Lu licked a brazen cheek and pretended to be pure.

"Oh, I was bitten by a few mad dogs in an alley when I was young, and I have a problem of being afraid of seeing strangers, especially if I don't see big people, I would tremble and pee my pants when I saw them."

This person is really good at blacking himself out.

Although He Lianxian didn't understand why he would be afraid of being bitten by a dog, he still fully expressed his sympathy for the unfortunate experience of the senior, and said: "Speaking of which, what is the name of the senior? I don't know yet."

Lu Wangchuan was ready a long time ago and said, "Lu Erniu"

Helian Xian:? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! ! ! !

What? !

Lu Wangchuan's eyes immediately blended with a little sadness, and said miserably: "I am a countryman, and my mother has never studied and can't read a few words, so she just named me a family heirloom. , don’t look down on my name, do you know how valuable two cows are? The spring plowing and autumn harvest depend on them... Alas, you really look down on me.”

He Lianxian quickly waved his hands: "No, no, what's your name, Senior Lu?"

Lu Wangchuan rolled his eyes in his heart, and said to himself that the name is so cheap and you still come to ask for words, you really have no EQ.

Coughed and said: "Dog egg"

The sweat on He Lianxian's head was more than a catty, and suddenly he regretted asking him the word, it's not as good as Er Niu, at least it wasn't a foul language.

In this way, Mr. Lu, surnamed Lu, surnamed Erniu, and named Goudan, lived in the Helian family for nothing, because he saved the lives of Helianxian and several Helian family disciples, so the Helian family The fifth suzerain, Helian Qiguang treated him very politely.

The generosity and benevolence of the Helian family can be seen in this young suzerain, not only did he not despise Mr. Goud, who came from the country, but instead, to express his gratitude, he pulled him to be sworn.

Lu Wangchuan almost knelt down to him when he heard it, big brother, please forgive me, I am a person who deceives teachers and destroys ancestors, and if you worship the world with me, bah!If you worship the Empress Dowager and become a righteous brother, I, Lu Erniu, will be struck by lightning early, and the ancestors enshrined in the shrines of your family's ancestral hall will also jump out and kick me. This is absolutely impossible, no.

In all kinds of desperation, he had to say that he, the lone star of the gods and the evil wolf, not only killed his parents, but also his wife and family if they got married in the future, so he was already prepared for a lonely life, and he really didn't dare to fight with him. People ask for help and then kill people.

The generous and benevolent Helian Qiguang had no choice but to press the matter down, and gave him a nice courtyard and sent several maids.

Lu Wangchuan rejected his kindness again, and said that he likes to be quiet, and he is keeping a filial piety for his mother, and he dare not enjoy the golden screen soft couch after five years, God knows his mother has been dead for seven years.

So Helian Qiguang, as he wished, gave him the most secluded and remote room in Helian's house, a small courtyard where three people would have to touch their feet when entering. The name is quite elegant, called Lifeng Xiao Zhu, the name comes from the pear trees in the courtyard. When it is in bloom, the garden is full of pear blossoms, full of sweetness, um...it also attracts a lot of mosquitoes.

A humble Lu Wangchuan could only see mosquitoes flying in the ground and in the sky, so he used the mosquitoes to practice his sword with the best use, and often there were dead mosquitoes the size of needle noses dripping on the ground, all of which were caught by his sword. Qi Sao died, and over time there were no more mosquitoes in his yard, and the mosquitoes that were about to be slaughtered forced the plague god to flee for their lives.

When Jiang Hua once came to him with a wine jar, he was sweeping the floor with sword energy, sweeping the dead mosquitoes out of the yard.

The white-haired mouse spirit was worse than him, so he dragged him back to his residence, raised his Danfeng eyes and said with a half-smile: "Quick, kill them! I like you, Brother Erniu!"

Lu Wangchuan: ...

"Er Niu, you bastard!"

Since Luo Yutang's death, all the vulgarity and vulgarity that had been suppressed deep in his temperament were forced out by this mouse spirit. Speaking of vulgar language is more slick than reciting the formula of the immortal curse.

"Ah, yes, Brother Goudan, hurry up, Brother Goudan"

Lu Wangchuan swiped out a few blows of sword energy, not only killing the mosquitoes, but also ruining his yard.

Jiang Hua stroked his chin and squinted his eyes for a while, but he couldn't help being irritable, instead he pulled him to Jiang Hongling's residence with a smile, and said that Brother Erniu was sorry to live for nothing for so many years, and he came here to help get rid of mosquitoes. If it's not clean, leave it to Brother Erniu!

Ruining the white mouse's yard cannot ruin Jiang Hongling's yard, so Lu Wangchuan was dragged by him to start a day trip to Helian's house, volunteering to eliminate mosquitoes.

I've never been so embarrassing, it's tears when I say it!

Lu Wangchuan felt that Jiang Hua was really bad and hopeless, so he asked him to perform a monkey show for a day just to avenge his ruined yard!

Well, I'll have to avoid him from now on.

A few days after Helian's family got rid of mosquitoes for a day, Lu Wangchuan really hid away for a full eleven days. Holding the magic sword will undoubtedly bring about catastrophe, so he avoids Helian's house far away and goes to a deep mountain and old forest that is deceptive to receive the thunder from the sky.

The devilish energy in Fengchen was sealed by Duan Chongshu three years ago with the bodhizi fairy spirit, and the evil spirit and devilish energy were sealed away, but the prehistoric power of this ancient sword still exists, and the sealed devilish energy is exactly what Lu The reason why Wang Chuan practiced Taoism with this sword did not fall into the magic way, but instead cultivated a fairy body.

It took 50 or [-] years or even longer for a sword cultivator to advance to the next stage. It was also because of this sword that he was struck by lightning for so long...and so hard.

There were 32 thunderbolts in total, and every strike on his body almost taught him to burn his bones, and they disappeared in ashes. He gritted his teeth and carried the 32 thunderbolts. After the catastrophe, he became a sword spirit. One hundred and eight thousand feet, which is extremely rare among peers, after all, not everyone is Duan Chongshu back then.

Lu Wangchuan dragged his tattered body to find a cave to heal his wounds, and returned to Helian's house after his muscles and bones were reconnected. Lu Wangchuan, the evil disciple of the Nine Micro Sect of Master Miezu, has also died long ago. It's time to jump out and add trouble to the elders...

He had looked for Chu Huanian, but he went too late. When he rushed there, the team of exiles and exiles had already stayed in the Roushui area, and they stayed for a long time. They were all dead. The bones in the deep mountains and old forests were already terribly cold, but no one collected them. According to the locals, the exiled team was attacked by wild beasts in the mountains. The movement on the mountains that night was really scary. Some of the people on the ground have been gnawed to the bone, it's too miserable...

Lu Wangchuan stood next to Prince Jin who was glorious in pioneering the land, but after his death he ended up with a dismembered corpse. He was the old-fashioned old man in Chu Huanian's mouth who always urged him to go home to get married and pass on the incense. Father, now he has been lying in the wild forest in a foreign land for a long time, dying with regret.

He found all the limbs of Lord Jin, buried him from Jian Jian, searched through the pile of dead people but couldn't find Chu Huanian, maybe it was unknown among the piles of scattered bones.

Brother Chu...

When he looked at the pile of white bones, his heart was unusually calm and strangely quiet. After watching for a long time, his intestines and stomach gradually began to churn, nauseated and want to vomit, as if he was the one who ate those bones. Stirring the shit stick, he was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

Telling Helian Qiguang that he should keep his filial piety for five years is actually not bad, but it is not for her mother, but for Chu Huanian, Luo Yutang, and Mu Youcai who was thrown into the Yin fire domain.

Maybe five years is not enough, but it is enough for him to pay homage. He is still a living person, and he has to do what a living person should do.

He also went back to Dongfengli, where Mu Jinlan was still guarding, and erected a tombstone for Mu Youcai on the hillside of the mass grave.

Mu Jinlan has become stupid, the former proud and beautiful Miss Mujiazhuang has long disappeared, but now Mu Jinlan has disheveled hair, dressed in common clothes like a village woman.

Lu Wangchuan talked to her a few words, and she just sat in front of Mu Youcai's stele and played a purple Xiao. I don't know where the Xiao came from. Happily playing one song after another.

Since freeing Dongfengli, the Mu Family Village has been suppressing and sealing off the vicious corpses and ghosts in it. Now Mu Jinlan stays in Dongfengli and refuses to leave, which is her fate that she cannot escape.

Lu Wangchuan squatted in front of Mu Youcai's stele and listened to her flute, and when he got up to leave, Mu Jinlan finally spoke.

"I know who you are"

Sitting on the ground, Mu Jinlan looked at him with a smile and said, "Don't you think I'm stupid, I know who you are."

Lu Wangchuan smiled at her with difficulty: "Then do you still remember who you are?"

Mu Jinlan pouted her lips and looked at the sky, thinking for a long time, her expression was as bewildered and ignorant as a child's, and it took a long time before she laughed: "I am Mrs. Mu."

As he spoke, he revealed his daughter's charming and shyness, cupped her cheeks, giggled and said, "I'm my cousin's wife, and I'm Mrs. Mu, hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe"

After that, his face froze, and he fell into confusion again: "Where is my cousin...why hasn't he come back? I don't really hate him. It's because he ignored me, and he ignored me. Kunshan Falun Gong, when will you come back?... When will my cousin come back to marry me, we have a marriage contract, he can't renege on his debt..."

Lu Wangchuan slowly squatted beside her, wanting to say, come with me, but he swallowed the words forcefully, follow him?What is he.

Mu Jinlan looked at him again and smirked: "I know who you are, you are Wang Chuan, are you Wang Chuan?"

"……how do you know"

Mu Jinlan held the purple jade jade in her hand, and said cheerfully: "My cousin called your name, and I have been looking for you, Wang Chuan, where is Wang Chuan?... He doesn't even talk to me when I talk to him." Just ignore me, I've been saying your name, it's so annoying"

After hearing this, Lu Wangchuan was speechless, and silently accompanied her for a while, and left Dongfengli when it was getting late.

When leaving, he said: "I'm leaving, Mrs. Mu"

Mu Jinlan was very happy to hear this, and waved to him again and again.

After sleeping until noon and dreaming about these things again, Lu Wangchuan put on a black robe and went out to relax after washing up.

He lived in Helian's house for three years, but he rarely stepped out of the small courtyard where he lived. Fortunately, his place is the most secluded, with the best scenery surrounded by mountains and rivers. If you look at the whole Qinglong Mountain, there is no difference in the spring scenery here.

He didn't notice when the snow had melted, and it was spring again in a blink of an eye.

Lu Wangchuan pulled a grass root in his mouth and walked lazily forward.

Not far away, there were a few children surrounded by a small river with clear water, wearing white clothes and purple coats, and the clothes of the Helian family, all of whom were members of the Helian family tree.

The young children held a wooden sword, pretended to be adults, and fought with each other. You threw me, and I stabbed you with the sword. They were playing a small game of play house, and it was very lively with hip-hop and shouting.

Lu Wangchuan sat down on a big rock not far away, dragged his chin to watch them play, dangled grass roots in his mouth, and watched them enthusiastically.

"Wow, I am the Demon Lord, I want to eat you!"

A boy pounced on his friend like a little tiger.

The little friend was very involved in the show, and fled in all directions.

Yo also divided roles

Lu Wangchuan watched with more enthusiasm.

"Bah, watch me beat the shit out of you again!"

A slightly older boy put a bamboo chopstick near his mouth and blew, and tied a hemp rope around his head.

Lu Wangchuan laughed loudly, this student is Jiang Hua, that conceited and arrogant look is too similar, and the lotus forehead tied on his forehead is also lifelike!

Ouch, I'm dying of laughter, hahahahahaha!

A delicate little girl turned around, with cinnabar dotted between her brows, and a veil covering her small face, she seemed to be the pirated version of the girl of Suzaku Palace.

"Master Jiang, let's deal with him together"

said the little girl.

As soon as the words fell, another little boy came running over, wearing a piece of white silk that dragged the floor, like a crude cassock.

"Amitabha, I am here!"

The boy held a wooden stick that was taller than others, jumped over in a few steps, and said, "Where is the evildoer, how dare you act presumptuously in front of me!"

Lu Wangchuan looked at him, unable to smile.

The little boy has a serious face, and he really looks like a student.

'Jiang Hua' said: "Master, hurry up and subdue this monster!"

The little boy flicked the cassock a few times, and said in a dignified way: "So it's you, I see that I will put you into the burial ground of Sansheng!"

The 'Devil King' stretched out his hand to him with a whimper: "You stabbed the bodhi son to death, caused the big bodhi tree to be unsealed, the eight life gates of the underworld were in turmoil, and you released a group of ghosts, so you should be thrown into the burial place of three lives!"

The immature child's voice speaks out about the current political situation, full of disobedience, but it is all the truth.

Lu Wangchuan's expression changed, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and it was too late to take it back.

'Devil Lord' raised the wooden sword in his hand and stabbed at 'Duan Chongshu' as if he was doing justice for the heavens.

"You are not worthy of being an archmage if you pretend to be public and benefit yourself!"

The author has something to say: The old man is studying the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss recently... Uh ha ha ha ha ha, the old man's girlish heart can still fight for another 500 years! (Taibai Jinxing twists his beard and laughs wildly)

☆, Lu Erniu [[-]]

The 'Devil King' stretched out his hand to him with a whimper: "You stabbed the bodhi child to death, caused the big bodhi tree to be unsealed, turmoiled the eight life gates of the underworld, and released a group of ghosts, so you should be killed."