After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

In the darkness covered by the branches, a figure slowly walked out, and the window not far away revealed a faint firelight, making the shadow under his feet long and thin.

This man was wearing a mandrill-headed ghost mask with silver tweezers, and his clothes were so smudged with blood that his original color could no longer be seen. He just stood there quietly, looking through the mask, looking at the young man on the tall building from afar.

At that moment, Su Wan's heart sank suddenly, and a face with clear eyebrows and cold eyes appeared in his mind, but he quickly wiped it away with his own hands. It's him?

Although he thought so in his heart, he still left the wine jar and teleported to him, reaching out to take the mask on his face as if asking for proof.

As soon as his fingers touched the edge of the mask, the man suddenly grabbed his hand, and the cold feeling spread from the back of the hand to the ventricle, reminding him of that person again.

The difference is that the coldness on that person's hands always brings a bone-piercing chill, while this guy's body is simply cold.

Seeing that he didn't want him to take off his mask, Su Wan didn't force him, but he grabbed his hand forcefully when he wanted to withdraw his hand. Those five thin fingers were like hooks, wishing they could dig into his bones.

Su Wan's eyes darkened, and his gaze paused on the ghost's face, and he suddenly felt that the gaze behind the mask wrapped around his face like a wet snake, making him extremely uncomfortable.

This guy doesn't look like a good stubble.

He frowned, feeling defensive, and the moment his eyes hid the front, the person in front of him suddenly rushed towards him.

Su Wan's eyes froze, and he subconsciously raised his palm and hit him on the right shoulder, thinking that a sword was about to explode, but he didn't expect that this person would either dodge or dodge, and he didn't even put up a defense, so he took the palm with his own body.

He should have fallen straight back, but he didn't want to still hold him tightly with his hands, so his figure only swayed back slightly, and then fell forward limply towards him.

Inexplicably, there were more people in his arms, and the expression on Su Wan's face changed without a trace. He couldn't figure out his thoughts for a while, but felt that the person's aura was weakening and his mind was in a trance. Based on the principle of saving all souls, he closed his eyes. With both eyes and thoughts moving slightly, a light array of blue lotus patterns appeared under the two of them, bamboo green light streams emerged from the formation, and countless jade green light spots floated in the air, using the power of rejuvenation to heal the wounds all over their bodies.

Seeing this, Xue Mastiff, who was parked on the tall building, put away his stance of preparing to fight. He thought that although he didn't know the origin of this dragon for the time being, since he was of the same clan, he shouldn't have any malicious intentions.

It was his sudden appearance that disturbed the two of them drinking, and the wine became dull.

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The room is filled with the fragrance of tea, and a faint wisp of tea smoke rises from the spout of the sweet white-glazed cucumber pot.

A little smoke floated towards the window frame, gently brushing over the mandrill-head mask of the sleeping man on the elm couch with chilong pattern.

"They are all in human form and still wearing masks. Could it be that the face hasn't been refined yet? Daojun, anyway, he is unconscious now. Do you want to take off his mask?"

Xue Mastiff poured a cup of tea and handed it over, while looking at the person on the couch, his mind was active.

"No, of course he wears a mask because he doesn't want to show his true colors to others."

Su Wan was sitting on a red fragrant wood inlaid jade-shaped eight-square stool, tapping his fingertips on the red sandalwood tabletop, making a short and dull sound.

"By the way, the little rabbit told me and Ayao before that the Taoists who caught it once said that the dragon is stupid."

"Silly?"

"Yomo just has a bad brain. Otherwise, why would he be caught by those useless Taoist priests? He is a dragon anyway. Asking them to be locked up and tortured into such a miserable state would be too embarrassing for our beast race!"

He was very eloquent, chatting a lot.

Su Wan thought it was funny, and secretly released a ray of consciousness, trying to use mind reading skills to find out the origin of the silver dragon.

He closed his four senses, concentrated his attention, and perceived the sound of his heart.

The surroundings were silent, and there was nothing in my ears.

Concentrating for a long while, Su Wan unlocked the sealed spiritual consciousness, and couldn't help but look at the sleeping person on the bed again, his eyes gradually became darker: interesting, he couldn't hear the voice in his heart.

Could it be that dragons are different from other beasts, so mind reading has no effect on it?It's a pity that the system was unbound from him after he was revived, otherwise he could still ask him about the situation.

After thinking for a while, he heard Xue Mastiff say again: "Also, just now the disciples of Xun Haizong reported that there was a water monster in the deep lake of Qinqiu Mountain. This monster always went to the village below the mountain to catch people. Eat, made people panic, so a few days ago, the disciples of the sect went to the mountain together with the spirit beasts of the beast world to eliminate the demons, but they never returned, and their whereabouts are still unknown."

"No trace for a few days, I'm afraid it will be bad luck, I'll go to Qinqiu Mountain."

Sensing that something was wrong, he put down the teacup in his hand and stood up.

Seeing this, Xue Mastiff also stood up: "Then I... that's fine, I'll bring this dragon back to the beast world. If he is really not enlightened, leaving him here alone will be dangerous, and he will be caught by Taoists again." It’s not good to go!”

"Forget it, be careful on the road."

"Yes."

Having received the instruction, he cupped his fists in salute, and when he looked up, he saw that the young man in the dark blue shirt had turned into the wind and was heading south.

After drinking the tea in the cup, Xue Mastiff turned into a mastiff dog, raised up the person on the soft couch, turned into a dark afterimage and rushed towards the beast world.

He wanted to send this dragon to Lord Wanshu Linggong as soon as possible, so that he could meet up with Daojun quickly, so he rode the clouds and the wind all the way at an extremely fast speed.

When he reached the border between Chizhou and Dizhou, a chill suddenly rose from his back. He shuddered, couldn't help but stop running, and turned back to find out where the source of the cold came from.

At that time, a three-foot-long sword blade suddenly pierced his abdomen, and before the tearing pain could reach the brain, a sharp dragon tail with silver light flashed before his eyes, and his body was thrown heavily in the air. A huge deep hole was smashed into the hard ground.

Smoke and dust billowed on the ground, blurring vision.

The strong animal spirit erupted completely, like a tsunami and a landslide pressing on him, severely suppressing his counterattack, making it difficult to move at all.

The moment he reacted, the pain of being pierced in the abdomen hit his senses one after another. His teeth chattered, he spit out the mud in his mouth, and stood up with his trembling body. Stretched out, strangled his neck ferociously, and lifted his whole body into the air.

"Where is Zhe Xuan?"

The hideous mandrill-headed ghost's face came close to his eyes, and his voice was as cold as if a corpse that had been dead for thousands of years had just crawled out of the ground.

Is... that dragon?

He tried his best to concentrate his slack thoughts, and the increasingly breathless feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, so he had to frantically twist his limbs, trying to break free from his shackles.

"Where is Zhexuan?"

The hand pinching his neck suddenly increased its strength. The man in front of him exuded an extremely sinister silver-gray animal aura. Coupled with that creepy ghost mask, he really looked like a bloodthirsty evil spirit.

The dragon is a madman!

Xue Mastiff's eyes were wide open, his neck seemed to be about to break, and the salty taste came out of his mouth, making him feel that he was on the verge of death.

Looking at his strength in the beast realm, he is considered invincible except that he can't keep up with A Yao, who has a faster cultivation speed. Unexpectedly, in front of this dragon, he can only struggle hard, and he has no chance to fight him!He didn't know what this crazy dragon Mr. Xundao was going to do, but judging by his crazy appearance, he definitely wouldn't do anything good!

Xue Mastiff's face turned blue and purple, and he knew that he couldn't sit still at this moment, so he gathered all his strength and wanted to fight to the death. When he was trying to force out his animal spirit, the man's fingertips suddenly sank into his neck, and poked out at the edge of his neck. There was a blood hole.

He only whimpered halfway, and gusts of warm blood overflowed from his mouth, blocking all his painful wailing.

_;

The breeze is warm, and the spring scenery in Qinqiu Mountain is just right, but there is a part of evil spirit in it.

A group of little Taoist priests and spirit beasts wandered around in the deep forest. They looked exhausted, unkempt, and some were injured, so they had to be supported by others to move forward.

But no matter how they walked or how long they walked, every time they circled around and returned to the original place.

"Why is it here again! Is it really impossible to get out?"

"It's over, we're going to die here."

"Ah! I haven't finished listening to the storyteller's book, and I haven't eaten the rice dumplings from Qingyang City. I don't want to die!"

A little Taoist priest was already sitting on the ground and couldn't help crying.

A few spirit beasts were also a little dizzy here, and seeing the little Taoist priests start to cry, they hurriedly went up to comfort them, but the little Taoist priests couldn't understand their animal language, and cried even more sadly .

Crying and crying, the gossip disk around her kept shaking and glowing.

"Oops! It's coming again! Formation!"

The leading little Taoist hurriedly took out his sword and pushed the crying juniors.

Several people hurriedly picked up their swords, stood in their positions according to the formations they had practiced in the past, and chanted the mantra in their mouths, and a formation of subduing demons and exorcising evil was born on the ground, emitting a dazzling red light.

At the same time, a giant squirrel catfish leaped out of the lake and rushed towards them ferociously. However, the formation was difficult to break, so it rammed with brute force, but only made a slight crack.

"This water demon has trapped me here, so that we can become its food after I am too hungry and weak to fight against it! You all cheer me up!"

The leader of the little Taoist yelled angrily, they could only defend against the water monster, and it was difficult to attack, which resulted in the current situation.

The spirit beasts also let out their animal spirit, gritted their sharp teeth, showed their claws, jumped on the ground, and fought with the water thorn catfish.

The exhaustion of several days still exhausted many people's physical strength. Some injured people in the formation were pale and had no strength to support. Their bodies fell down with a "bang", and the position he was standing was not maintained by the true energy. Also got weaker.

"not good!"

Seeing the water thorn catfish throw off the spirit beast and break through the formation, the little Taoist priests panicked, their legs went limp for a while, and they stood in place in a daze, and the moment they were about to be swallowed by it into the abyss, a stream of bamboo green light landed like a star, hitting On the head of the water monster, he knocked it far away with a "bang".

"Mr. Qingheng!"

Seeing this familiar technique, everyone knew that someone was coming. Looking up, the young man with white cranes embroidering patterns on the shirt was standing behind them with a smile on his face.

Lord Qing Heng never saw the world with his true face, otherwise he would not be able to justify it with this face that was exactly the same as that of the dead Zhexuan Taoist Lord.

Xunhaizong and Beast Realm are already familiar with this face, but most of the time they still rely on spells to know people outside.

Seeing that it hit a hard bone, the water thorn catfish slipped away regardless of the serious injury. Unexpectedly, a white figure jumped out from the dark place, bit it as it was about to escape, and brought it in front of the young man.

"It's Snow Cloud's Soul Tiger!"

The big snow-white tiger put the fish down and held it down with its paws: "Master! I caught it!"

The little Taoist priests all breathed a sigh of relief, bowed their hands together and thanked them both, then tied the fish with a demon-locking rope, and brought it to the village to show the villagers, so that they would no longer be worried.

"Ayao, why are you here?"

In order to prevent the little Taoist priests from going wrong in the woods, Su Wan cast a spell to break the double shadow illusion in the woods.

"I wanted to see Master, so I came here."

The boy pursed his lips and smiled, and took his hand habitually.

"That's it."

The corners of Su Wan's mouth were slightly curved, and he felt that this guy looked like a child who couldn't grow up, so he patted his head.

Suddenly another white shadow rushed forward from a distance, because of the animal spirit, the two did not take precautions.

But as the moment approached, a strong killing intent struck, the cold air soared to the sky, the vegetation trembled, and a thin layer of frost condensed directly on the surface.

Su Wan was the first to realize that something was wrong, and pulled Lu Yao who was beside him, but he was a little slow. Although he avoided the vital point, the blade made of ice still cut through Lu Yao's left shoulder, and blood splashed instantly.

The white shadow fluttered to the ground, his clothes billowing in the wind, the silver-gray animal aura around him was cold, and the blood-red eyes behind the mask were staring at the young man, as if wishing to smash him into ashes, so he hit him with all his strength Kill him again!

Is that dragon? !

Finding out who this vicious ghost-like person was at a glance, Su Wan narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, pushed Lu Yao behind her, and raised her palm to face him!

Unexpectedly, when the man saw him make a move, he retracted his sharp moves, but was hit hard by him, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, even the mandrill mask fell on the grass.

Su Wan didn't intend to be soft-handed, and used his true energy to condense a Cangjia bamboo sword in his hand, and walked up with the sword, the sword pointed at the man who was struggling to support half of his body from the ground, and the man suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

It was a face he was very familiar with. It should have been as cold as the bright moon, and could not be contaminated by any dust and smoke of the world, but at this moment, it smiled at him with a strange beauty, and the blood dripping from the corners of his lips They are all like a syringa about to bloom in spring, bright and dazzling.

He fixedly looked at him, with strange joy in his eyes, and his thin red lips fluttered slightly: "Zhexuan, long time no see, are you all right?"

The author says:

感谢在2022-08-2212:38:56-2022-08-2406:44:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Zhanye; 10 bottles of Kangaroo; 3 bottles of Takizawa and Zhengui; 2 bottles of Yuyu and Xizhi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!