After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Ning Buwei picked up Ning Xiu and held it in his arms.

Someone who knocked on the door broke in, and someone came in directly through the wall, staring at Ning Xiu in Ning Buwei's hand.

"Boy, hand over the child in your arms!" The leader was a cultivator in purple, his eyes lingered on Ning Buwei's face for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "You are so handsome, maybe you can use it as a furnace for me." I can spare your life."

"Bah! You are so annoying to Meng Lang!" A female cultivator scolded him, and said to Ning Ning: "Hurry up and hand over the child, or I will be rude to you!"

Seven or eight monks looked at Ning Buwei and Ning Xiu in his arms greedily, as if they were sure that their father and son would not be able to escape, and even started discussing how to cut Ning Xiu's gold in front of Ning Buwei. Dan.

Ning Buwei stood there holding the child expressionlessly, as if giving up resistance.

"Hahaha, I just said that he is nothing to be afraid of! I can deal with him alone!" The purple-clothed monk snorted coldly, and reached out to grab Ning Xiu.

However, before his outstretched hand could touch the corner of Ning Buwei's clothes, it suddenly withered and turned into dust.

"Be careful!" Someone quickly dragged him back, but it still couldn't stop half of his body from drying up and losing vitality.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The purple-clothed monk wailed in pain on the ground, and no one dared to approach rashly any more.

"What kind of sorcery is this!?" A woman looked at Ning Buwei warily.

"I still don't believe it, what kind of waves can a cripple make!" Another monk raised a big brass bell as tall as a person, and the loud bell immediately rang through the room.

Some unsuspecting monks in the inn said angrily: "Which lunatic dares to use so much spiritual power!?"

"Don't attract everyone else!" the nun said.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was an earth-shattering explosion from downstairs, and the boy roared angrily: "I'm going to kill you!"

The monks in the inn were alarmed.

"I can't control that much anymore! Quick battle and quick decision!" The monk who controlled the clock muttered something, and the big clock buzzed, and went straight to Ning Buwei.

Seeing this, the others simply sacrificed their magic weapons, and they were bound to snatch the child.

Ning Bu protected Ning Xiu with one hand, the spiritual power stored in the fragments of the Suzaku Knife surged out, and his spare hand flew into battle, so fast that there was an afterimage, but the clock was about to cover them all. live.

Ning Buwei fixed his gaze, and another piece of Suzaku knife flew out, and the whole room exploded. Countless dormant vines sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power, and suddenly pulled up from the ground and gathered towards the crowd.

"Damn it!" The cultivator in purple was distracted for a moment by the vine, but it was only a slight difference. His talisman was shattered by a strange fragment, and even the talisman array he had carefully arranged on Zhong's body was instantly shattered. Cracked, and blood gushed out of the mouth immediately.

"Senior brother!" Someone shouted in the confusion, but was swept away by the vine at an extremely fast speed.

The monks in the inn panicked one after another. Some subconsciously wanted Yujian to sacrifice the magic weapon, but they immediately became living targets, entangled by the demon vines and unable to break free, and all their spiritual power was exhausted.

Ning Buwei finished his last stroke while standing in place, when the ground suddenly started to shake non-stop.

There were still people who did not give up, dodged the attack of the vines and rushed towards Ning Buwei, but the expression on their faces turned into panic.

Countless black mist rose from the ground, and the shrill ghost howling and fierce wind swept across the entire inn. The ghost claws were as sharp as substance, piercing their throats and hearts, and they wanted to pull out their spirits and devour them, and the bones broke through the ground. Tore off the demon vine, and crawled on the ground in a strange posture, but the speed was so fast, layer upon layer, instantly obliterating the few people surrounding Ning Buwei in the ghost fog.

The fleeing monks couldn't even tell whether it was the demon vine or the ghost fog and bones that were more terrifying, but they still couldn't escape the fate of being slaughtered, and the wailing and screaming continued one after another.

Ning Buwei's scarlet eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness, and was about to strike again when Ning Xiu in his arms suddenly let out a yell.

Ning Buwei lowered his head to look, Ning Xiu didn't know when he pushed off the swaddling clothes covering his face, and was staring at his father curiously with his beautiful eyes.

Ning Buwei protected him with a secret, he couldn't hear the howling ghosts outside, but he could see his father's gloomy face and reddened eyes.

"Ah~ ah?"

Daddy~ Why are your eyes red?

"Ah~~"

don't be sad~

Ning Xiu imitated his father's coaxing action, and Bai Shengsheng's small hands patted Ning Buwei's front indiscriminately a few times, with a strange expression of worry on his small face.

Ning Buwei was stared at by Ning Xiu with clear eyes, and suddenly lost the interest in killing people and pulling their souls out.

The fluctuation of spiritual power here is really too big, countless demon vines come smelling the smell, looking up, there are countless green vines rustling as far as the eye can see, making one's scalp numb.

Ning Buwei wrapped up the moving child in his arms, and the two pieces flew back into his hands, obediently pretending to be dead and not moving.

"Chu Xin!" Jiang Yizheng's voice sounded from downstairs, "Are you crazy!?"

"Chu Xin is back!!!" Feng Zizhang's terrified voice was even more exaggerated than that of Jiang Yizheng, "Help, help—"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Xin leaned out half-dead from the stairs, covered in blood.

The third floor of the inn was flattened by Ning Buwei, and now only the bare floor was left and the demon vines, which were eager to get close and were afraid, stood upright in the air and danced non-stop.

Chu Xin tried his best to raise his head to take a look, and found that his uncle Chu Sun was still lying on the ground in good condition, as if he had let go of his last wish, he vomited blood and lay on the stairs with half of his body motionless.

Ning Buwei: "..."

Ning Xiu poked his head out to see, but Ning Buwei pressed his finger back.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu habitually hugged his finger and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ning Buwei squeezed his small mouth casually, raised his head and looked at the giant vine that was getting thicker and thicker in the center of Linjiang City. In just a few days, the vine had already covered the sky and the sun, and at first it could still grow. There was sunlight, and now the sunlight could only come in through the cracks, and there was creepy green everywhere.

He stayed in Linjiang City for so many days, firstly, he wanted to investigate the fragments of the Suzaku Knife, and secondly, his spiritual power was not enough, but now he has the spiritual power from the old thing's sea of ​​consciousness , it is more than enough to use up a part of it now.

What happened just now reminded him that being trapped in this city is too dangerous for Ning Xiu, it's better to go out early, as for the lost piece, he will come back to get it sooner or later.

He weighed the spiritual power in the shards of the Suzaku Knife, and finally said to Ning Xiu: "Father will take you out to play."

"Ah~" Ning Xiuxiu drooled at his hand.

Ning Buwei was just about to move, when suddenly two bloody people rushed up from the stairs, one of them accidentally stepped on Chu Xin's foot, Chu Xin who fainted was forced to wake up, opened his eyes with difficulty, and persisted Climb towards his uncle.

"Senior, are you alright?" Jiang Yizheng wiped his face with his hand, but it became more and more dirty, and wiped the pale yellow robe without any fuss.

"Those bastards!" Feng Zizhang said angrily, "They used such low-handed methods! They deserve it!"

The three of them were all trapped in the small kitchen on the first floor. Chu Xin was anxious to die with the monks. At the very moment, he didn't know who introduced the vines into the inn. There was a sudden chaos, and the three took the opportunity to hide , I didn’t see the horrible scene of hundreds of ghosts crying on the third floor, I just thought it was the screams of monks, so I was relieved to see that Ning Buwei was doing well now.

Ning Buwei had nothing to say to these brats, so he turned around and was about to leave, but Jiang Yizheng said: "We can't stay here anymore, we must find a way to find a safe place to heal our injuries."

Feng Zizhang looked at Ning Buwei, "Senior, where are we going?"

Chu Xin and Jiang Yizheng also looked at him expectantly, as if we would follow wherever you go, senior.

"Whatever." Ning Buwei dropped two words coldly. He intended that where they went had nothing to do with him. In the end, he ran for two streets with Ning Xiu in his arms, turned his head, and followed the three tails behind him. There is also a half-dead Chu Sun on his back.

Ning Buwei stopped and said to them, "Don't follow me."

Feng Zizhang opened his mouth in a daze, Jiang Yizheng rubbed his nose awkwardly, Chu Xin was panting from exhaustion with his uncle on his back, and said without tears, "But we only know you in the city."

Ning Buwei felt a little irritable.

Ning Xiu is his own son, so he can barely bear it. These brats are not related to him, they are stupid compared to each other. He just pointed them out on a whim, and then he was glued to them by these brats. up.

He is not their real father.

"If you follow me again, I'll kill you all." Ning Buwei said harsh words, turned around and hugged Ning Xiu, then kicked up the wall and continued to move forward.

Feng Zi, Zhang Jiang Yizheng and Chu Xin looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Senior...it looks scary." Jiang Yizheng swallowed.

"Are we still following?" Chu Xin hesitated a little.

Feng Zizhang, being the oldest of the three, said, "The chaotic senior just now is unscathed, you see those vines dare not get close to him, he must be hiding his strength."

Jiang Yizheng nodded, "Senior is so powerful, maybe he knows how to get out."

Chu Xin agreed: "If the three of us go alone, we will either be entangled by the demon vine or killed by those crazy monks."

Recalling the life-and-death battle just now, the three of them still have lingering fears.

"Follow." Jiang Yizheng said with a serious face: "It's really impossible, let's recognize him as a father."

Feng Zizhang and Chu Xin were greatly shocked, but they were a little moved when they came back to their senses.

The three of them quietly followed Ning Buwei not too far away, whispering while chasing him.

"I was thrown on the side of the road when I was just born. If my senior brother picked me up, I would have been picked up by wild wolves and eaten." Feng Zizhang said: "My master is very good, but there are hundreds of apprentices, and I often can't remember What's my name, I think it's not bad to recognize a father."

"I grew up begging in Linjiang City. My mother died early, and she was recruited by the hall master to do the dirtiest and most tiring jobs." Jiang Yizheng said, "I really want to have a powerful one." Father, the master is also successful, it is best to recommend me to work as a handyman in Wushizong."

"Although I grew up in Yushantang, I have a real father and a master," Chu Xin said regretfully, "How about I recognize a godfather?"

The three of them murmured, they hadn't experienced many dangers when they were fledglings, and young people's imaginations were always unconstrained. In less than half an hour, they were sure that Ning Buwei must be some ancestor who went down the mountain in disguise, and they were still able to justify themselves with great interest.

The world of comprehension has never been short of adventures and gossips, but the more they make up, the more outrageous they are, even making up one hundred and eight beautiful wives for him, which makes Ning Bu jump for the blue veins on his forehead.

Just when Ning Buwei couldn't bear it and wanted to crush these little ants to death, the huge vine in the center of Linjiang City suddenly started to squirm, countless golden lights shot out from inside, and the emerald green vines on the ground suddenly grew countless small ants. bud.

The flower buds on the demon vine grew extremely quickly, and soon changed from budding to full bloom. Golden veins flowed on the translucent petals, and dots of gold diffused in the air.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Ning Buwei's eyes, but at this moment, he lost the opportunity and froze in place holding Ning Xiu.

The three of Feng Zizhang who were following him had already passed out on the ground. At the same time, the thousands of surviving monks hidden in Linjiang City lost consciousness almost instantly.

Among the giant vines, Yan Lanpei slowly opened his eyes, his eyes fell on Ning Buwei and Ning Xiu through the overlapping vines and countless blooming flowers.