The Record of the Blackening of Traitors

"I think so, those two up there..."

After a slight pause, the little lunatic General Chen happily twitched his cheeks and laughed foolishly along with the world, while he was thinking about where to start to kill the Quartet later, and finally said, "...absolutely harboring evil intentions."

The old lunatic with the broken umbrella by his side didn't care about it, and said boldly, "So what if you have evil intentions? What? Your father and I are still alive and well."

Little bastard is not good at this point. All over the world, no matter who they are, they all agree to 'recognize their sons as their ancestors'.

Fortunately, I have heard too much about "parents and ancestors", and the generals are not as easy to overestimate as they used to be. They just rely on their dispensable, cheap and worthless self-esteem to fight this little bastard, and just pretend they didn't hear it. , with a thoughtful face, "I can probably kill the black prostitute, it's you, can you kill the Yin Cece?"

Ying Su's current rank is unknown even to the uncle, so he humbled a bit, and said firmly, "No."

The general scorned: "Bai has grown old and has white hair, so he is really worthless."

After saying that, he pretended to spit on the ground in an extremely arrogant manner, and Lian Cheng stayed away from him silently, and looked sideways: "What about you? You are only a hundred years younger than Fuxi, okay? You go ah!"

"Desperate," said the general, "don't spread rumors, anyone with a discerning eye knows that I'm only five years old, no, four years old, four years old, what's the matter, I can't see it with your blind eyes."

After speaking, he spat on the ground again, and this time the people around him couldn't help looking over, "You kid..." It stopped abruptly.

The general's eyes were wide open, fierce and fierce, but also strong when he was unreasonable, a pair of big round eyes stared so hard that people panicked, and walked away in a hurry.

In the noisy Nine Layers City, the glazed lights illuminate ghost faces one after another, amidst the crowds, when he sensed people surrounding him from all sides, Liancheng said: "Two groups of people are coming."

The general said, "Fart, how do you know it's two strokes?"

Liancheng lowered his eyes and offered a friendly suggestion: "Why don't you jump up and have a look."

The general looked directly under Liancheng's knees, if it wasn't for a grasshopper on a rope, he really wanted to jump up and hit someone.In order to be free in the future, the general knew the current affairs very well, and decisively changed the subject, "What should we do? Run?"

"What are you running for? Let's play." Anyway, the kid didn't have any other meaning, "Dignified, promising."

The general frowned, raised his foot and stomped on Liancheng's instep.

Noisy and noisy, everyone around is staring sideways.

After going back and forth, somehow they reconciled as before, murmured and began to figure out how to make trouble with a few juniors, and suddenly, a drum was heard shaking the sky.

The sound came from an octagonal building, and the drum sound originated from the exorcism drum of Jiuchong City.Legend has it that this drum is an ancient god, which has the effect of exorcising evil spirits. It is placed in a confinement attic and is constantly guarded by people.Every Exorcism Festival, the attic will be opened, and the 18 most respected people in Jiuchong City will jointly beat the big drum inside, which indicates that the time is over and the evil spirits are gone.

Accompanied by the continuous sound of heavy drums, people shouted and laughed more happily. Among the crowded crowd, a plain white hand was frowning like a pear blossom, spinning around its fingers, with a comfortable and elegant attitude.

The woman's fingers are long, her wrists are as thick as frost and snow, but there is a red golden flower painted on her wrists that destroys the beauty.

The girl's laughter was mixed with the noisy ringtones, like a clear spring flowing in a mountain stream, and a corner of the lifted mask revealed the girl's perfect side face, which was put back on by the girl in a blink of an eye.

The unclear face flashed past Liancheng's eyes, and it was clearly unclear, but Liancheng was dumbfounded.

The person who has been away for a long time, and the last whisper under the bloody setting sun filled with tears in my mind: Lian.

"Sister."

"Little bastard, you..."

Noticing Liancheng's strangeness, the general followed his eyes and looked over.He seemed to have heard Xiao Wangba shouting something just now?

Sister?How can it be?

The crowd was shoulder to shoulder, and they could not tell each other apart. Due to the height restriction, the general couldn't see clearly, while Liancheng beside him had already parted the sea of ​​people, his gaze was firm but he didn't know where to land.

"Lian Yufo, what are you looking for?"

The general followed, there were too many people, and he was far away from Liancheng before he knew it. He yelled, but the little bastard could no longer hear him. As a last resort, he turned the minister into a chain and wrapped it around Liancheng's ankle , followed the talisman to find the past.

From a high place, you can see everything at a glance.

Under the night moon, Ying Su's eyes follow Liancheng, her long hair falls in the wind, and the manjus and sand flowers on her white robe are fluttering, under the halo of the moon, she is coquettish and evil.

Gusu Wuwang was also puzzled: "What is he looking for?" He stared suddenly, and his eyes fell on Gong Jin.

Gong Jin knew Gusu Wuwang, because the ancestor of the Gong family who had just entered the gate of hell had been friends with him for many years, and when Gong Jin entered school, he specifically mentioned to him that he should be strictly disciplined.

Why is this kid here again?and……

Gusu Wuwang looked around, and soon found someone familiar again.That's where it gets interesting.

After meditating on himself for a while, when he raised his eyes, he saw that Ying Su's eyes had turned to a high mountain in the distance, and there was no trace of emotion in his green eyes.

His expression was too pale to be found, and when he was silent, he looked like a jade statue immersed in a cold pool, as cold as ice.

The mountains under the dark color became more and more silent, and at this moment, the bright moon behind the two of them suddenly became full, and in an instant, it was covered with crystal crimson.

At the end of the distant mountain, there was a burst of sword energy, which set off a gust of wind, and the white light shone brightly, destroying the withered and rotten, and the mountain range split a road in an instant, countless black shadows rushed out, and the black clouds and strong winds that rolled up all came towards Jiucheng City .

Since the unification of the Three Thousand Realms, there has never been such a situation.Gusu Wuwang: "How can there be such a powerful demon spirit?"

As soon as the words fell, it was just a blink of an eye, and the stars moved.

"Look at him."

"Ah! Who are you looking at? I..."

The sound stopped and people disappeared, and there was a golden barrier separating Jiucheng City from the outside world.Gusu Wuwang withdrew his outstretched hand and spread out his folding fan. Seeing Liancheng and the generals in the crowd, Gusu Wuwang rubbed his forehead.

How can he stand 'him'!

Outside the Jiuchong City, black clouds overwhelmed the city, and the evil spirits and ghosts suppressed in the mountains swarmed in, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, and the flowers and plants were ruined wherever they passed.

Amidst the churning black clouds, a giant red-eyed vulture flew through the bloody black clouds, with its wings hanging down to the sky, gathering dust and flying in chaos.

The red-eyed vulture flew forward, and the man on his back was wearing a black robe and black hat, with a golden lotus embroidered on it, and holding a sickle with a long blade that was a head taller than him.The long blade is dyed vermilion, like weeping blood, and there are complicated inscriptions and talismans engraved on it, faintly shining.

The whole body of this person is black, with no visible skin. Everything passed by the long scythe is dead, and the bones are everywhere.

Suddenly, a golden light of talismans came from the front, dotted all over the place, bursting out of the ground, piercing through the clouds, before the light came, the evil spirits and ghosts had gradually disappeared, and it was unstoppable.

When the black clouds dissipated, and on the immortal clouds, Ying Su waved his long sleeves, and the split mountain began to close.

His long hair is blowing in the wind, and the manjus on his white clothes are like fire and in full swing. Under the dark night, he is the only one covered in frost and noble and clean, like a poem and a painting, with a pair of condensed green eyes, looking coldly into the abyss.

But seeing him make calculations with his fingers, he raised his eyes to look further away, his figure went straight to the moon palace like a shooting star.

……

On the other side, I can't find it until the end of the long street.

The long bridge lies on the waves, the bright moon is congenial, and the bridge is painted with smoke and willows.

Under the stone bridge, there are lotus lamps in the water. The lovers who are happy with each other rarely see each other again. They all write their hearts, put them on the lamps, and send them to drifters.

When the general came after him, he saw that Liancheng had changed into a Buddha mask with only the upper half, and was sitting in the shop eating wontons.

This wonton shop is a time-honored shop in Jiuchong City, and there are no empty seats on weekdays, and it is also because there are fewer talents for today's Exorcism Festival.The shop is not big, the skin is thin and the meat is thick, fresh and tender, Liancheng is addicted to spicy food, I don't know how much I put it, the spicy fragrance is far away.

The general sneered, "I'm really hopeless." I thought something was wrong, but I came here because of the smell of wontons.

The general couldn't see this kind of person eating in the middle of the night the most, so he rushed over and sat down opposite Liancheng, picked up a pair of long chopsticks, and said familiarly, "Grandpa, here is a bowl of wontons. hot."

"Okay."

The shopkeeper responded, walked up to the stove with one foot high and one foot shallow, and poured down the wrapped wontons.Under the halo of the yellow light, the boiling water was boiling, the old man's face was deeply wrinkled, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Isn't this year's Exorcism Festival fun?"

He didn't even raise his head, "It's fun, it's not that I'm hungry."

The shopkeeper stopped talking, looked at the men and women who came to the river to put up lanterns intermittently, lowered their eyes again, and hammered their backs.

Not long after, the shopkeeper brought wontons to the general, a big red bowl, and the general licked his lips, and was about to make a move, when he suddenly remembered something, with lingering fears in his heart, glanced left and right, and said in a low voice: "Little bastard, you bring money gone?"

One word, awaken the dreamer.

The four eyes met, without saying a word, the general thought for a while, then lowered his head while holding the chopsticks.Liancheng put down his chopsticks slowly, crossed his legs and propped his head on one hand, not knowing what to think.

Not long after, Shang Shan, Gong Jin and his entourage arrived at the same time, one from the left and the other from the right. They all felt that the mask was behind their heads. When they saw each other, they stopped immediately and glanced at the 'old' sitting in the wonton shop at the same time. "Short," looking back quickly, buttoned the mask, pulled out the sword at the same time, and threw a talisman at the place where Liancheng was to set up an enchantment.

From the beginning to the end, only Shang Shan was in an inexplicable situation. After a while, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he was drawn into the battle.

Without saying much, they actually started fighting.

Liancheng sighed: Yo!good habits.

On the stone street, swords, swords and swords are scruples about ordinary people, and their skills have also been restrained.The men and women who came and went in pairs by the river turned pale with fright and hurried away, and the old man in the wonton shop also hid.

At some point, Liancheng took out the piece of sapphire Si Nanpei in his hand. After drinking the wonton soup, the general licked his lips and touched his stomach with a very satisfied smile. Eyes looked away.

Following his gaze, more than a dozen people who passed through the fight fell under the stone arch bridge, and only one figure was seen, and his body was full of lifelessness.

I don't know where this peacock spirit came from. On the head is a black and purple crown of about ten to twenty kilograms, which is radiant.He also wears the ghost mask of the Exorcism Festival on his face, standing upright, holding a jade pen in his hand, holding a red leaf in his hand, and writing down the ink.

His supposed elegance was abruptly ruined by this man's attire.

This person is similar to Qing Yi, Qing Yi likes to inlay jade and gold on objects.This person just wished to add the brilliance of the world to his body, and there was no place in his body that was not without pearls. Perhaps the embroiderer's arrangement was exquisite, but he was quite graceful and luxurious, with a magnificent bearing.

Standing alone, wearing gold and silver, the golden light is even more shining in the dark, so bright that it is so bright that he took a step back and touched his neck subconsciously.

What a fake neck!

And the people around see it as nothing, thinking that it cannot be seen.

Liancheng put down the sapphire Si Nanpei, turned into a shadow, and in an instant was three steps in front of the "Fake Neck Lord", all the teenagers didn't notice it.The general tilted his head, thinking a little.

Mr. False Neck remained motionless, put away the jade pen, squatted down by the water, put the red leaf in his hand in the water, and turned his eyes to look at Liancheng.

In just a moment, the red leaves entered the water and the figures disappeared.

Guixuelou's soul shadow technique, the main body is thousands of miles away, and the soul is thousands of miles away. According to the depth of cultivation, the ability to contact the real object is determined.The person in front of him has a high level of cultivation, and I am afraid that he is not inferior to him.

Walking to the place where the man had just stood, he looked down and saw that Hongye had not left along the water, and remained where he was.

Only four or five days after I left, ghosts and ghosts came to my door.

Liancheng spread out his hands, and a white red leaf appeared in the water, falling into Liancheng's hands, and there was only one word on the red leaf: Lian.

Lian!

Those long-lost and dusty pasts that should have been buried with history under the passage of time, but there are always people... want him to remember.

Liancheng smiled, tilted his palms, his downcast eyelashes were distinct, his golden light was faint, and the night was misty. In an instant, Jiuchongcheng was dead silent.

But when he looked up, the laughter of the people stagnated. Starting from where Liancheng was, Jiuchongcheng was plunged into gray shadows, and time and space came to a sudden stop.

When reverse idling!

The general who just came over to investigate suddenly opened his eyes wide, turned over and stepped back a few feet, tapped his toes, and returned to the place where Gusu Wuwang was. "Little bastard, why are you crazy?"

Before he finished speaking, he smelled disgust, he waved his hand back, Gusu Wuwang waved his fan to block him, moved his eyes, and looked at Gusu Wuwang, Gusu Wuwang made a silent gesture to him He moved, and smiled slowly with his lips hooked.

lol...

A white shadow passed by in surprise in the distance, and when the general raised his head, the wanton killing around him made him a little scared.

Under the crimson moon, Bai Ying was in the sky for an instant, tens of thousands of sword qi crisscrossed, and the sky was filled with meteors, heading straight in all directions.

I'm afraid... I stepped on a fox's tail!

The author has something to say:

Wo Fei is here, I edited this chapter, and will update the next chapter later, pending code

[Silently ask, do you have any friends who play dubbing shows?Then how to export the voice after dubbing is to QAQ with the original BGM]