After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

The faster the man in purple rang the bell in front of the mountain gate, the more evil spirits would come out of the bell. No matter how cold the air was, it still couldn't bear the invasion of wave after wave of evil spirits.

It's just that the beauty is a bit of a pity, how about he secretly spare his life, so that he can take it back to be a dual cultivation furnace, wouldn't it be wonderful?

Just as he was distracted, an afterimage flew towards him with a "swoosh", piercing through his palm, and knocking down the golden bell decorated with tiger-biting-ox pattern along the way.

"what!"

Heartbreaking pain came from the palm of his hand, he covered his hand and took a closer look, the thing that pierced his palm just now was actually an ordinary fruit core.

who is it?

The few remaining people also noticed the movement, and hurriedly looked around for the person who used the fruit core as a hidden weapon.

"I heard that Qingxiao Zunjun, the former head of Nanhua Dao, has been practicing in seclusion. Could it be that he has left the seclusion?"

Someone asked anxiously.

"Impossible! Master, he..." Qin Zhaozhu seemed to have something stuck in his throat, "Mr. Qingxiao is about to enter the fusion period of the state of distraction, how could he easily leave the level? Otherwise, he would not let him out. The head of the position."

"Then who is this person?"

"Could it be Mo Qiuzhe?" He smiled indifferently, "Mo Qiuzhe is more useless than Xu Qingyi, so there is nothing to be afraid of!"

Hearing what he said, the few people felt relieved a little, and shouted unconvinced: "Which rogue-headed rat dare not show his face! If you have the ability to show up and fight, see if I won't screw your head off!"

"Dare to twist your father's head, I think you are tired of work!"

Halfway up the mountain, his voice is loud and low, with a hint of viciousness.

Qin Zhaozhu's heart was shaken, as if he remembered something, he was momentarily stunned in amazement, unable to move.

After finding the location of the man, hundreds of evil spirits rushed towards the mountainside with the speed of a tiger. Just in the middle of the sky, a raging fire ignited. of soot.

The coldness in the air continued to recede, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The elders and disciples who were shivering from the cold were terrified when they saw the unique fire magic technique, "It's over! It's Zhexuan (Taoist Lord)!"

Only Changshu cried into tears, her pretty face was like a cat, and she shouted, "Fifth Master Uncle, help me!"

"Junior Sister, don't waste your energy in vain, how can the Master Changzhao care about our life and death! Thank God that he didn't fall into trouble!"

Someone sighed.

Hearing this, the despair on the faces of the disciples of Nanhua Dao was even heavier. Who didn't know that Lord Zhe Xuan Dao was selfish, vicious and vicious, and regarded their lives as worthless, let alone saving them from fire and water!

The elders and Li Xiyuan were more worried about another thing: if this person met Qin Zhaozhuo, wouldn't the matter of Yueyin Wuyoucao be exposed?If he remembers the past, Zunjun's hard work these years will be in vain!

Seeing that Qin Zhaozhuo was standing still, the man holding the bell reluctantly snatched the beast-controlling flute from his hand, and played the flute to control the apes to attack.

"Stop!" Qin Zhaozhuo reacted abruptly, reaching out to grab the bamboo flute.

The rest of the people stopped him and shouted: "Junior Brother Qin, the enemy is at hand, why are you so crazy!"

During the quarrel, Qingying leaped down from the dense branches and leaves, her hair full of blue hair was loosely tied, but it was still elegant, and there was a smile in her slender phoenix eyes, which had long hidden a tasteless coldness.

Seeing the orangutan roaring towards him, he ignited sparks at the tips of the index and middle fingers of his right hand, and drew a knot seal in the air. When the seal was completed, the fire was shaped like a giant python, with its fangs stretched out to strangle the orangutan, and the fire flowed along its hair. Burning continuously, turning into a ball of fire.

The flames scorched the skin, scorching the flesh of the orangutan. It slapped the burning flames on its body indiscriminately, lost its center of gravity, and fell straight down from mid-air.

"It's over!" The man in purple rushed forward. When he went out, he vowed to find the orangutan that his master begged for, and promised to use it to bring back a fifth-level monster. appearance.

As soon as the blue shadow fell to the ground, the frost and snow on the ground fled away, as if seeing a plague god.

Su Wan squinted his eyes halfway, and saw the group of ghosts rushing over with bared teeth, murderous intent surged in his dark pupils, a terrifying aura rushed towards his face, and flames burst out of his body, reflecting a fierce face.

The next moment, this god-like person rushed into the ghost group, scorching like the scorching sun, scorching the ghouls howling, twisted and twisted in the fire, turning into green smoke, the ghoul crawled out of the bell saw this scene, They all scrambled to climb back!

"Sure enough, Daoist Lord is fiercer than ghosts..."

"I was chased by ghosts, but he was... chasing ghosts."

"Although I don't want to admit it, Daojun is really amazing..."

Looking at the veritable "Ghost Seeing Sorrow" in front of them, the desperate disciples were so shocked that they forgot what fear and pain are.

Su Wan just wanted to make a quick decision, as long as he could kill these leaders, so he mobilized all the zhenqi in his body and gave it a go.

"Why is there such a fierce god in Nanhua Dao!"

The purple-clothed Taoists were terrified and grabbed Qin Zhaozhu.

Qin Zhaozhu stared straight at the person in the ghoul as if he didn't hear it, and smiled to himself, with two lines of tears falling down while smiling, he choked up and said, "Senior brother..."

"Senior brother? He is the Daoist Zhexuan of the Heavenly Fire Spirit Root? Didn't you say that Daoist Zhexuan was framed and used by his fellow sect, and hated the people of Nanhua Dao to the bone! Then how could he make a move!"

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother!" Qin Zhaozhuo followed like a demon, broke away from several people, and crazily rushed towards the people in the ghost group.

Su Wan looked at the ghosts crawling all over the ground, and smiled triumphantly. Just as he was about to stretch his muscles and bones and smash their dog heads, he noticed a figure rushing towards him from the corner of his vision, causing a glint in his eyes, and he kicked them away. The person who rushed over.

Overcome!

His eyes were gloomy. Seeing the man roll around a few times, he got up in a panic, quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and continued to rush towards him with a limp.

"Brother!"

His clothes and hair were covered with dust, his cheeks were covered with scratches when his body fell to the ground, and only his eyes were like pools of water, from which water droplets poured out, like a sudden heavy rain.

This person's eagerness, shock, and joy are all displayed on his cheeks. It is the surprise of reuniting the old man after a long absence, and the joy of regaining the lost old man.

"Brother!"

His unlucky brother is still alive?

Qin Zhaozhu's voice fell into his ears, making him puzzled. He looked back, and there were no new faces behind him except for the stunned disciple and the staring elder.

Looking back, someone had already rushed into his arms, hugged him, and cried bitterly: "Senior brother, I finally see you!"

"Who is your senior brother!"

Su Wan pulled him away viciously, saw him crying bitterly, gritted his teeth in disgust, "It's so dirty!"

Hearing his words, Qin Zhaozhu felt like thunder struck. Surprised, pain crept into his heart. He grabbed his sleeve, knelt down and cried, "Brother, I'm Shuyun! Why don't you remember me? "

He pointed to his face, trying to wake up his memory, but was interrupted again:

"You villain still dare to be contaminated with Zhexuan! Get the hell out of here!"

The voice was very familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before.

Su Wan's memory flickered for a moment, and Chad remembered that this was the person who passed through and was trapped by the system, and someone shouted "mercy" before he passed out?

The goatee old man came with a mahogany stick, his beard and hair were gray, his deer-pattern crepe robe was gray and red, and he seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries.

Because he was full of anger, he looked more energetic, and he walked quickly without panting. This is the deacon elder of Nanhua Road's inner sect——He Jing.

He Jing pushed Qin Zhaozhu away with a mahogany stick, and stood in front of him, protecting him like a calf: "If you hadn't deceived the crowd with your gossip, and poured the ecstasy soup on Zhexuan, he would have cultivated to be a real immortal long ago!"

"..."

So he is really the senior brother that Qin Zhaozhu would have to dig out.

The original owner is very bad at being a human being. The memory gives a rough setting, and the rest is up to him to guess. Does he think he is a fortune teller?

Qin Zhaozhu ignored He Jing, only stared at the person who made him think about it day and night, and smiled softly: "Senior brother, do you still remember, that year Chun and Jingming, you and I worshiped Nanhua Dao together, you are right I said, I hope that if there is faith in the wind, you will live forever.”

Is this the original owner when he was young?Talented and blessed, he is really arrogant, born to stand in the clouds, daring to compete with the wind and the sun.

"Shut up, Shuzi!"

It could be seen that He Jing didn't want him to bring up these old things with him.

"Old man He, what are you afraid of! Are you afraid that if I talk too much, I will remind senior brother of the disgusting things you did to him?"

Qin Zhaozhu had tears in his eyes, and his whole body trembled with laughter, then turned his head to look at Su Wan, and said softly, "Senior brother, it doesn't matter if you can't remember for a while, I know you must have suffered in Nanhua Road, that's why you changed." As it is now, can you come with me? I am the only person in this world who will not harm you. "

It's so nice to say.

Looking at his outstretched hand, Su Wan's heart was actually shaking all the time. If it wasn't for the system restrictions, he really didn't want to stay in Nanhua Road. There are too many rules here, which are meaningless.

Moreover, this person looks crazy, but in fact he should know a lot of inside information. He wants to ask him to clarify the grievances and grievances, so as to retrieve some of the lost memories of the original owner.

He withdrew part of his true energy from the fire, and threw away the furious He Jing in front of him, who was about to smash down with a mahogany stick, and passed his hand to the man under the man's ecstatic gaze.

It’s over.

Li Xiyuan and all the elders looked at the scene in front of them, and their hearts sank to the ground.

"Zhexuan, don't be confused for a moment and listen to slander!"

He Jing, who was thrown aside, was heartbroken, and was about to rob someone with a mahogany stick.

The light of the sword was cold, attacking from behind, and brushing past Su Wan's ears, the sharp wind of the sword brought up a few strands of black hair on his forehead, and pierced Qin Zhaozhu's neck in front of him.

The moment the long sword was about to pierce into the flesh, he quickly grasped the hilt with sharp eyesight.

The moment the ice layer on the Frost Hidden Sword touched his hand, it disappeared into nothingness.

"Senior brother, if you have something to say, please speak up, it's so hurtful to dance with a sword."

He smiled and looked at the owner of the sword—this person seemed to be trapped in a pool of blood, his clothes were soaked in bright red, his right hand was firmly propped on the ground, and he kept his head down. It was full of chilling and coldness: "You must not go with him!"