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"Your Yuanyang will also be taken away by me."

Fu Zhenhong's soft and magnetic voice echoed in this eerie and cold main hall.

After he finished the last sentence, he didn't immediately retract the hand that nodded his lips, but moved his index finger slightly, and the fingertips gently touched the corners of his lips.

His fingertips are round and green, and his delicate and smooth skin is almost translucent white. This flawless jade-like color makes his flower-like delicate lips even more red and magnificent, as if he has just sucked blood. Scarlet and enchanting.

This time, not only did Yan Chixia's ears turn slightly red, but a thin blush also appeared on that handsome face with sharp edges and corners.

This stems from the irritation of being offended, and at the same time, there is an inexplicable shame and agitation of slight embarrassment.

A monster with a stunning appearance tells you that he wants to take away your Yuanyang. Such ambiguous and unrestrained words are extremely erotic and promiscuous no matter what the situation is.

In particular, this monster nodded his lips meaningfully, and his low laughter carried a deceptive allure.

In Yan Chixia's mind, the picture she saw in the cave unconsciously appeared, the long stone slab made of cold jade, and the monster lying there lazily, her fair skin was actually more beautiful than the jade under the body. Both should be smooth and flawless, and there is a kind of temptation that makes people's hearts sprout.

Yan Chixia has always known that monsters are good at seductive with beauty, but most of them are banshees.He never thought that one day he would meet this male monster who was more dangerous and charming than all the monsters he had seen before.

Powerful, ghostly, dangerous, it will make people lose their soul easily.

Such monsters cannot be left behind.

Yan Chixia frowned, and her eyes became darker as she thought about it. He didn't want to say anything more, but directly recited the formula of Tiangang Wulihuo.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of charms flew out from behind Yan Chixia, forming a large net and attacking directly in the direction of Fu Zhenhong.

Dazzling red spells flickered on these long bright yellow charms, and against the dark and deep sky behind Yan Chixia, they were like thousands of bright sparks.

For ordinary people, this is a life-saving tool that can ward off evil and protect themselves, but for monsters, it is a life-saving knife that can damage cultivation base and mana.

If it is touched by a spell, the skin will fester and fester in an instant, if it is covered by the magic net composed of hundreds of spells, it will perish at an extremely fast speed.

"Xiao Daoist, you are really cruel." Fu Zhenhong did not forget to tease while dodging.

Yan Chixia sneered, with a sharp look in her deep eyes: "I've never been kind to monsters."

"But I'm different." Fu Zhenhong said.

Yan Chixia said: "What's the difference?" His tone was full of sarcasm and disgust: "You sucked up that male corpse in the woods."

"Drain?" Fu Zhenhong said disapprovingly: "This is not the right word, after all, I haven't even touched him."

"If you really want to suck, Master Xiaodao, I like your tough and masculine body." Fu Zhenhong slightly raised the corners of her lips, and smiled softly again, "I'll suck your Yuanyang away ,OK?"

The originally chilling and cold atmosphere became ambiguous again because of Fu Zhenhong's words.

Yan Chixia's chest trembled slightly, and she said sharply from embarrassment: "You monster is really shameless!"

"Xiao Daoist, don't you find it funny and ridiculous when you talk about the shame of human relations in front of a demon?"

Yan Chixia paused slightly, and soon realized that it was a waste of words to say such things to a monster.He saw that the monster was still looking at ease in the face of Tiangang Wulihuo's pursuit, and he also had a certain understanding of the strength of this male monster in his heart.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows the law..." Yan Chixia drove the Qingfeng Seven Star Sword, and read aloud: "The sword is in the wild, rise up!"

The moment he finished speaking, a purple cold light burst out from the Qingfeng Seven Star Sword, and in the next second, the imposing rainbow-like cold light turned into hundreds of long swords, stabbing at lightning speed like an irresistible force. To Fu Zhenhong who was avoiding the spell net.

The sword energy transformed by the ancient monster-catch sword is much more powerful than a Tiangang Wulihuo. Fu Zhenhong waved his palm, and a blue light slashed from the palm to disperse the spell net, and then focused on these On the fierce long sword.

In the original plot, as a human being, Yan Chixia's power of Taoism is equal to that of the tree spirit who has practiced for thousands of years, and even has a faint upper hand. This is enough to show that Yan Chixia's power of Taoism is very superb , is a very powerful monster catcher.

And now, Yan Chixia, who has a strong murderous aura against Zhenhong, shows the power of Taoism even ten times more powerful than the Taoist priest in the original plot.

After all, Yan Chixia in the original book does not have a monster-catching sword like the Qingfeng Seven-Star Sword.

However, even though Yan Chixia is much, much better than the Daoist priest in the original plot, she is still not good enough for Fu Zhenhong.

When the sharp blade of the sword was about to touch Fu Zhenhong's body with the gust of wind, he soared into the air, then turned around sharply in the air, and swung a blue light curtain with his sleeve, directly hitting the stabbed The coming long sword hit and flew.

After being bounced away by Fu Zhenhong's demon power, some of the long swords that were knocked into the air fell to the ground, and some hit the coffin, the stone pillar, and the beams of the house, so the blades glowing coldly rubbed against these hard surfaces. On the material, there was a sharp sound of "呵呵呵啦", which was particularly unpleasant and harsh in such a quiet and silent night.

The scholar in white, who was about to fall asleep under the Buddha statue in the side hall, froze for a moment when he heard these noises.

He glanced at the desolate and desolate surroundings, the dilapidated windows were filled with cold wind, and the weak candlelight kept shaking with the gushing night wind, as if it would be extinguished in the next second.

Ning Caichen was a little scared. When he first entered Nanlai Town, the creepy rumors he heard created vivid pictures in his mind.

He managed to force himself not to think about those horrible things, but his consciousness drifted uncontrollably to the red-clothed male demon he saw in the woods.

He thought of the bewitching eyes of the male demon, and also thought of the suffocating feeling of dying when the other party grabbed his throat.

The feeling of walking through the gate of hell is very dangerous, but it is also unforgettable enough.

Ning Caichen felt a little regretful that such a beautiful person who only needs a look to make people miss him is a monster.

He raised his hand to caress his neck, and when his fingers touched the bruise, the pain was still very obvious.Ning Caichen couldn't help but think of the spell given to him by the priest, and he understood the reason why the male demon would suddenly let go of him at that time.

It wasn't because of Ning Caichen himself, but because he felt the approach of the demon catcher.

Can't tell if it's a pity or what.

Although there are many stories in the popular storybooks about the scholar and the beautiful fox fairy, the cute white rabbit, and even the marriage and love with the ghost, those are all compiled by the writers with their imagination. , even if some of them are true, it is impossible for him to happen.

Yes, such a thing can't happen to him.

Ning Caichen hinted to himself in his heart.

And at this moment, another burst of dense noises came from the direction of the main hall.Ning Caichen recovered from his thoughts, pursed his thin lips lightly, and sat up after thinking for a while.

He slowed down his breathing and carefully listened to the sound with his ears, and found that the loud sound was like the friction and collision of weapons.

On such a night, why is there such a noise that only occurs during fighting?

Ning Caichen didn't think about the possible reason, but stood up, picked up the candle on the Buddha statue, and walked towards the main hall where the sound came from.

This side of the main hall.

Yan Chixia and Fu Zhenhong, one attacked and the other defended.

No matter how Yan Chixia attacked, Fu Zhenhong was only doing evasive defense.

Such a deadlocked situation made Yan Chixia feel a little annoyed, which made him feel like being teased and underestimated by this male monster.

When she heard footsteps approaching, Yan Chixia looked over for a moment. After realizing that the man who appeared was a white-clothed scholar who had met him once, Yan Chixia paused for a moment, looking handsome. His brows furrowed.

This Lanruo Temple is full of evil spirits, and there is a strange coldness everywhere and the coldness of death. This scholar named Ning Caichen chooses to rest here, no doubt he has entered the wolf's den.

What's more, the yang energy in this scholar is extremely pure, he is the favorite of ghosts and monsters, and it is easy to provoke monsters.

Thinking of this in her heart, Yan Chixia subconsciously glanced at the male monster who was still dodging the Qingfeng Seven Star Sword. After realizing that the monster didn't care about this pure Yang scholar at all, Yan Chixia's anger suddenly dissipated. few.

However, although Fu Zhenhong didn't give Ning Caichen a look, after seeing him, Ning Caichen was very surprised and said, "It's you!"

There was a hint of inexplicable emotion in Ning Caichen's tone.

His gaze was fixed on the gorgeous red-clothed male monster.

Under the fierce attack of countless sword blades, the monster's face did not show the slightest panic. Every time he dodges, he is crisp and neat. As he flies, his sleeves and hem also flutter. Under the blending of the faint moonlight and candlelight, , Just like the wind blowing on lotus steps.The long black hair flew up, sweeping out a burning fragrance.

For a moment of bewilderment, Ning Caichen thought he had seen Luoshen, with a peerless elegance and graceful figure.

But Ning Caichen knew that this was not a god.

God does not have such coquettishness and coquetry that seduce people's minds.

This is a monster that can kill him in an instant without any effort.

However, even though he knew very clearly in his heart that this man was a monster who almost killed him a few hours ago, Ning Caichen still felt a little hot in his heart.

He should be fearful and scared, and should immediately hide away, but at this moment, Ning Caichen felt a faint joy.

A trace of joy to see this monster again.

Although this trace of emotion is very shallow, it cannot be ignored after all.

Ning Caichen's gaze on Fu Zhenhong was too focused, and the amazement in his eyes was not deliberately hidden.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia originally only wanted to subdue the monster, and didn't care about the male monster's posture and posture when avoiding the long sword, but because of Ning Caichen's eyes, he subconsciously began to pay attention to the male monster itself.

Even though their identities are two extremes of complete opposites, Yan Chixia has to admit that this monster is very beautiful, so truly beautiful that everyone will like it.

This kind of beauty is not weak, but a kind of brilliance full of impact and aggression, like a poisoned flower.

This shift of Yan Chixia's focus and mind made the rainbow aura of the Qingfeng Seven Star Sword inexplicably weaker, and the tense atmosphere that was tense suddenly changed.

Under such a subtle change, Yan Chixia quickly realized it.

What a mess.

Yan Chixia's face darkened, and he actually followed the scholar to see the most taboo beauty of the demon catcher when he cast spells.

"Go back to where you were before." Yan Chixia said to Ning Caichen, her tone a little impatient.

"But..." Ning Caichen was about to say something when his body was surrounded by the airflow flying from Yan Chixia's palm.

In the next second, he was forcibly retreated from the main hall as if uncontrollably.

Without Ning Caichen present, Yan Chixia didn't have to worry about anything else.

He turned his wrist and read out the formula.

The dozens of coffins in two rows shook violently under his thought, and the coffin boards hit the coffins with a bang bang sound.

"Get up!" Yan Chixia snorted, and the coffin lid instantly flew up and hit Fu Zhenhong.

While Fu Zhenhong turned to avoid the long sword, she spun around, raised her hand and waved forward, the red silk flew out from his sleeve, pierced the air, and directly split the flying coffin lid into pieces Fractured broken board.

And Yan Chixia seemed to have noticed that he would do this a long time ago. The moment these coffin lids shattered, he had already drawn a magic spell on the only complete coffin lid.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law, seal it!"

The moment the words fell, he quickly raised his hands, and the open coffin closest to Fu Zhenhong stood upright.

He wants to seal this male demon in this coffin.

Fu Zhenhong glanced sideways at the coffin that was pressing towards him, raised her eyebrows slightly, and turned the direction of the red silk abruptly, rolling up her waist at a speed that Yan Chixia didn't have time to react.

This time, Fu Zhenhong used all her strength.

What made Yan Chixia react was the heavy muffled sound and sharp dull pain when her back hit the bottom of the coffin.

Yan Chixia's pupils shrank suddenly: "You..."

He wanted to lock the monster into the coffin, but he didn't expect that it was himself who was staying in the coffin at this moment!

Under Yan Chixia's brow bone, he was about to fly out of the coffin with a sullen face, but in the next second, this unpredictable male demon suddenly smiled at him, and walked in front of him.

Seeing Yan Chixia's astonished eyes, the smile on the corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips grew stronger. He directly raised his hands, and pressed his cold palms against the Taoist leader's chest, and with a little force, he lifted the Taoist leader out of the coffin. The bottom of the body is pushed inward.

With a muffled "bang", Yan Chixia's back hit the bottom of the coffin again.

And following this sound came the heavy sound of the coffin lid being closed.

Yan Chixia's eyes went dark, and she only felt a cold and soft body clinging tightly to his body.

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Cough cough, so what, the content of the last chapter will only be available in the next chapter

In other words, writing the fighting scene shouted, I just want Xiaohong to talk about love!

I'm afraid you'll think about it, let me explain first, the coffin is empty and there are no ashes!

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