Say it's a big treason to the master

Hanshan Pass.

Standing on the top of a high mountain, Li Nanzhi looked up at the endless mountains in the distance. He didn't know what he felt, and suddenly said: "It's going to be early."

The monster sitting on the boulder lazily stepping on the shadow looked up: "Huh? Waiting for the snow to fall?"

"No more waiting."

Li Nanzhi's clothes were loose, and he turned around with his toes on the ground. A staircase leading to the ground suddenly appeared in the shadow of his toes. He walked in step by step with his eyes downcast, and said lightly, "I'll leave it to you if you come."

The Mozu smiled: "Leave it to me? Gong Que's palm can knock me out of my wits. Are there any large shadows in the snow mountain that can be teleported out directly? Do you want me to die?"

Li Nanzhi was expressionless: "Didn't you want to die a long time ago?"

After all, the whole person disappeared into the stairs, turning into a shadow again on the spot.

The monster still looked at the shadow lazily with its chin propped up, and after a while, it tilted its head slightly, revealing the faint puppet charm on its neck. She probably knew that resistance was useless, and she also enjoyed killing people. Resistance to the effect of the puppet charm.

She pondered for a while thoughtfully: "That's right, I wanted to die a long time ago."

She stretched out holding the crippled hand, yawned, and whispered, "I really want to sleep well."

When Li Nanzhi arrived at the Heavenly Demon Barrier, he saw that Gong Wutong had no sense of being a prisoner at all, and turned into a soft couch with the magic breath, and was lazily leaning on it to read the script.

Li Nanzhi: "..."

Seeing Li Nanzhi appearing, Gong Wutong turned the page casually without raising his head, and said vaguely: "Why, can't wait? Let me tell you, lest you have long nights and dreams, you have to do it now. Since ancient times, there are How many villains have delayed major events because of whining."

Li Nanzhi smiled and said: "The little sage said the same thing."

Gong Wutong let out an "ah", and finally left his mind from the storybook. He watched Li Nanzhi draw a magic circle around him, and thought to himself: "Bad Cai, the wave is too much, he really looks like he is going to kill me right now." .”

Gong Wutong slowly got up from the soft couch, walked up to Li Nanzhi, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you really going to do it today?"

Li Nanzhi smiled at him, full of hypocrisy: "Yes, didn't the little saint teach me to avoid long nights and dreams?"

Gong Wutong: "..."

Oh wow.

Gong Wutong whispered: "You are really easy to learn."

Li Nanzhi smiled: "Thanks to the praise of the little saint."

As soon as the words fell, Gong Wutong's jade sword stopped on his neck, and Li Nanzhi continued to draw the magic circle without looking back, as if it was predicted that Gong Wutong would not be able to kill him.

Gong Wutong almost exhausted all his strength, but Yujian seemed to have touched the enchantment of Ascension Power, unable to move forward at all, and his hands even trembled slightly from the shock.

At this time, Gong Wutong finally believed in Li Nanzhi's statement that "this is the enchantment of the demon".

In the enchantment of the demon, his every move is controlled by the other party, even if he ordered him to kill himself, I am afraid that he would draw his sword and wipe his neck without hesitation.

Gong Wutong originally thought that he would be fearless after entering the Mahayana stage, but unexpectedly, he couldn't even get rid of a mere enchantment of the God Transformation Realm, and even suffered a thunderstorm.

Gong Wutong put back the sword in his hand, stared fixedly at the back of Li Nanzhi's head, as if planning to attack him again.

Li Nanzhi guessed what he was thinking, and while drawing the enchantment casually, he said lightly: "In fact, the cultivation base of the Mahayana period can easily get rid of my enchantment control, but I have drawn thousands of puppet symbols in the enchantment of the demon over the years. ..."

After he finished drawing the last magic circle, he tilted his head slightly, smiled gently, and said, "The little saint should know the effect of the puppet talisman."

Gong Wutong thought faintly: "Of course I know, it's very clear."

Li Nanzhi, who was beaten by thousands of knives in this enchantment, drew so many puppet charms, Gong Wutong naturally couldn't expect others to rush in to save him, and could only look forward to seeing if someone would break the enchantment.

Gong Wutong sat back on the soft chair, frowned and looked at Li Nanzhi, intending to see what he wanted and how long he had.

Li Nanzhi drew the unknown formation, and stroked it slightly in the air, and an ice coffin appeared on the spot, and it was his sweetheart Bai Yu lying inside.

Li Nanzhi put all his thoughts on Bai Yu. Even though he had been dead for many years, the woman's face seemed to be just asleep, peaceful and gentle, as if she would open her eyes and come back to life in the next moment.

Li Nanzhi looked at her for a while, then raised his head and said, "Fu."

As soon as the words fell, a puppet talisman that was planted at an unknown time appeared on Gong Wutong's ankle, and then Gong Wutong's entire body was controlled to lie on the soft couch.

The talisman array on the ground suddenly flashed a white light, only then did Gong Wutong realize that the place where he was lying was actually the eye of the array.

Even though he was restrained, Gong Wutong still didn't panic at all, and even looked at the densely packed puppet charms on his body with great interest, and asked curiously: "How did you draw so many puppet charms together?"

Li Nanzhi smiled, "You don't need to know."

"That's right." Gong Wutong was still able to move his hands, straightened his long hair, and said slowly, "Anyway, I'm going to die later."

At this moment, for some reason, there was a burst of spiritual consciousness covering the top of the pitch-black head. The snowflakes seemed to fall in the black mist, revealing some shadowy shadows, and then broke through the restriction and swirled down one after another.

Like the first snow.

Seeing the sudden heavy snowfall in the barrier, Li Nanzhi probably knew that Gong Que and Ming Xiuyi should have arrived, otherwise there wouldn't be such a big commotion, and he didn't panic, and tore out another piece of the spirit circle to force the operation.

It was also uncomfortable to tear apart the soul, Li Nanzhi's face was pale, and he almost knelt down.

If the formation stops after seven weeks, his sweetheart will be reborn in Gong Wutong's body, and he will never have to suffer from the pain of life, old age, sickness and death.

Li Nanzhi thought of this, forced a smile, but Gong Wutong seemed to be whistling triumphantly in his ears.

Li Nanzhi frowned and turned his head to look at him.

Gong Wutong had already imagined how he would die countless times, so he didn't feel any fear at all, and was even reading the script with great interest.

Li Nanzhi couldn't hold back, and said, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid." Gong Wutong said casually, "But it's not bad to drag your sweetheart to hell with you before you die."

Li Nanzhi's pupils shrank, and he rushed forward and grabbed him by the collar to lift him up from the soft couch, and said coldly, "What do you mean?"

Gong Wutong took away the storybook, and smiled at Li Nanzhi: "Aren't you pretending?"

Li Nanzhi looked at him coldly: "What do you mean dragging her to hell with you? You are the one who goes to hell."

Gong Wutong looked at him for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter without warning. He raised his hand and slapped Li Nanzhi's paw away, and slowly cleaned up his messy skirt, and said lazily: "Do you think I will really Allowing a woman's spirit to enter my body?"

Li Nanzhi said: "It's up to you."

"You are so pitiful." Gong Wutong sighed, "For the sake of your misery, I would like to advise you, I am not a good person who can willingly dedicate my body, my body can only be mine, if Whoever tries to take it away, I will simply destroy it."

Li Nanzhi looked at Gong Wutong's smile and felt apprehensive in his heart, because he didn't dare to risk Bai Yu at all.

With so many puppet talismans in the Heavenly Demon Barrier, it is impossible for Gong Wutong to kill himself in front of him. Since he said that, maybe he was bluffing, but maybe there are other secret methods to get rid of the control of the puppet talismans.

Li Nanzhi was suspicious, unwilling to let go of any anomaly, he directly manipulated Gong Wutong's body, and asked him to pull out all the mustard seeds he was carrying and throw them into the distance, and even took off his robe and shoes. All that was left was a thin snow-white monk robe.

Gong Wutong almost rolled his eyes: "Don't be like this, okay, if my sweetheart comes to see it, I can't tell if I have a mouth, and I have to coax you, tsk, you don't know, it's very troublesome to coax a sweetheart... ...Oh I forgot, you don't have a sweetheart anymore hahaha!"

Li Nanzhi hated this inhumane mouth, but he couldn't silence it at will. Seeing that there was nothing else on his body, he thought about it and took off the ice flower on Gong Wutong's head and threw it aside.

Gong Wutong's face instantly sank.

Seeing this, Li Nanzhi thought that he had found his secret method, so Gong Wutong said coldly: "That is the token of love given to me by my Taoist companion."

Li Nanzhi: "..."

Li Nanzhi maintained a good self-cultivation and did not directly utter bad words, and said coldly: "What did you do?"

The formation under his feet has been running for five weeks, and it is about to be completed, Gong Wutong didn't hide it from him, and said lightly: "I have hidden a poison in my body."

Seeing this, Li Nanzhi was relieved: "Poison can be easily dissolved with spiritual power, so it's not worth mentioning at all."

"Really?" Gong Wutong gave a half-smile, "But the poisonous weed used in the poison is a mutated strain born from the soil where the devil seeds are buried in Feiqiong's secret realm."

Li Nanzhi was startled.

"You should have noticed that the demon seed was in your body, so when the Feiqiong secret realm was opened, you took out the demon seed and buried it in the Feiqiong secret realm." Gong Wutong said, "Thanks to you, I was looking for it there back then. I found a bunch of poisonous strains that were blood-sealed, and refined them into a poisonous pill that would kill your soul on the spot even in the Mahayana stage."

After Gong Wutong left from Feiqiong's secret realm, he returned to Jiufangzong Hongchenyuan to refine three medicines, one was a panacea for suppressing the collision of spiritual power, and the other was a pill for Mingxiu's impact on the realm of transforming gods. There is another one... It is a poison refined from countless poisonous strains, and even added a small bottle of blood of ten thousand poisons that Sui Xiangfeng left for him when refining the medicine.

Gong Wutong smiled at him, her beautiful face was full of complacency in winning back a city: "You can look over me carefully to see if you can find that poisonous pill from me."

"If I can't find it, I will take the poison pill when the formation reaches six and a half weeks."

"Anyway, I was already taken away when the poison came out, and I couldn't feel the pain of cutting into pieces. It's just a pity for your sweetheart, tsk tsk..."

Gong Wutong's purple eyes shone with a cold red light, and he smiled beautifully and gloomyly, like a fierce ghost that took people's lives.

"...I don't know if she can wait until she opens her eyes?"