Mr. Fan and his puppet cat

"Don't be overwhelmed by his aura, this big devil is just at the end of his strength, just look at his white hair!" The woman's aura continued, and she encouraged her colleagues present.And when she is not fighting, whenever she has a chance, she will refine Fan Canghai's soul, and use her own way to treat his body!

Fan Canghai's guqin is comparable to thousands of troops, and several people have already been injured, but he has not messed up in the slightest.

The four people couldn't take him down in a short time, and finally blew a long whistle, which resounded through the mountains and forests.

Dozens of Xuanmen disciples held long swords and broke out from the ground to launch a bigger wave of attacks.

However, when there were too many people, it was like giving away a human head. The first wave of those who rushed ahead took risks, their meridians were shattered by the sound of the piano. combustion.

The magic sound disturbs people, and the soul is lost.

When the first wave fell, the rest had already set up a formation, trapping Fan Canghai in it.It turned out that the self-sacrifice of that group of people was just to buy time to set up the formation. After all, Fan Canghai was single-handed, and he lost sight of the other. At this time, the battle situation was a little passive.

The mighty array of dozens of people, headed by four people, firmly trapped the white-haired Demon Lord in his dead position.

It has been about a hundred years, and he has never participated in a battle of this scale, and now he is full of enthusiasm, without the slightest fear.He has always been single-handed, and he doesn't care about fairness or injustice. Anyway, he is defined as the opposite. In the past, he was able to defeat a hundred with one enemy, and he had many magic weapons in his hands.Now that his body is poisonous and his soul is incomplete, he is no longer the Fan Canghai he was back then.

However, it was precisely this that made him even more eager to win, and he desperately wanted to win it back.

The phantoms of the phantoms of the phantoms of the magic circle do not appear, and only the sword light is seen in the air, and the strings have been released with the greatest strength to resist wave after wave of attacks.

The magic sound was gradually stretched against the magic circle, and it reached its peak when the body of the piano burst into flames. Fan Canghai could not break through the circle, and could only fight hard with the fairy sword in hand.

It has to be admitted that the modern Xuanmen is still quite powerful. Such a powerful sword formation requires the unity of the people and the sword, turning into a phantom chess piece, using softness to overcome strength, and gradually pushing Fan Canghai into a desperate situation.

"Don't relax, continue to restrain him! He has nowhere to go!"

The woman's voice was inspiring, and the power of the sword array became more rapid, raging like a gust of wind and rain.Blood was already on the white-haired man's body. He gritted his teeth and decided to go all out. He sucked a wave of swords firmly, and some of the powerful ones even pierced his palm.He chanted the incantation silently, melting more than a dozen long swords into molten iron!

With a "puchi", the rest of the long swords pierced into his back densely.

The little white cat suddenly looked back at a small forest in the distance, which was in the direction of City S.For some reason, dark clouds filled the sky over the mountains and forests, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

It couldn't lift its footsteps anymore, it just looked there stupidly.

The black cat blocked its sight intentionally or unintentionally, so as not to make it feel emotional.

The black cat, Shang Yanjun, naturally knew that there was a fierce battle in the forest. According to his blood, the person the little white cat cared about had already died.

But this has nothing to do with him, Shang Yanjun!

"Don't call me a bee."

"My hometown is in the north, and we still have a long way to go."

"You kill me, I can't walk anymore."

"I'll carry you."

"Please kill me."

"Is it only when you become my person that you will give up?"

"Dream less."

"I hope I'm not dreaming." The black cat walked around it, as if it was going to go around behind.

The puppet cat felt that its eyes were not friendly, so it also turned around to face it as much as possible, so as not to let it take advantage of it.

"Shang Yanjun, don't go too far!"

"Could it be that the moment you chose to be with me, you never thought that you would eventually become my person?" The black cat didn't give up on the current thoughts, but its eyes became a little urgent.

The little white cat gritted its teeth and said, "I thank you for saving him, but that doesn't mean I want to betray him! I'm willing to do everything for you, but I will never commit myself to you!"

"This is the strange speech of human beings! I don't know what I'm insisting on!"

"Because you are not a human being! Even if you become an adult, you cannot have human emotions."

"Oh... feelings... At that time," it remembered something, "the bald monk said the same thing at that time...but I am a demon, why should I learn from humans?"

"Then why did you rob Fan Canghai? Based on what psychology did you start to envy him?"

A monster who refuses to learn from humans, but steals Fan Canghai's beloved, how does he explain his behavior pattern?

The black cat was a little annoyed, because this question was too direct, and it was not used to being contradicted.

"Let me go, you will gain friendship, otherwise, everyone will have a hard time!"

The black cat didn't speak, just stared at it.

More than a dozen | The long sword was inserted densely into Fan Canghai's back, blood was flowing, but fortunately there was still a spiritual force in his body to resist, and the blade did not hurt the lungs.

"Let's go, kill him!" The woman gave an order, and everyone rushed forward to give him the final blow.

"I haven't seen my little bee yet, how can I die here!" Fan Canghai sneered, and there was an extra black talisman in his hand!

With sharp eyes, the woman yelled, "Come back! Come back!"

But she was too late, the dozens of shadows attacking Fan Canghai were reduced to ashes by the talisman!

The air smelled like embers. Dozens of people, dozens of high-ranking monks, were stunned by the black talisman!

"Ah——Fan Canghai, you big devil!" The woman had a nervous breakdown, tears in her eyes, and her magic circle just failed.

"Why does he have a black talisman?! Didn't it mean that it is extinct?"

"Who knew... the black talisman was originally made by him!"

Fan Canghai raised his head, watched the souls of the monks float up, and sighed: "I don't want to do this either. My black talisman should not be used to deal with human beings!"

"Hypocritical, you hypocrite!"

After the woman finished speaking, she jumped up and stabbed with a sword, and it went in without a doubt, and pierced through the white-haired man's chest!

Fan Canghai seemed to come back to his senses at this time, looking down at the half of the bright red sword blade.

Everyone was shocked and did not expect it to be successful!

"Eternal life can't withstand a broken heart! Fan Canghai, go die!" The woman still refused to give up, vowing to cut him into pieces, she pulled out her long sword and stabbed him down again.

With a twist of her wrist, the long sword fell to the ground, and then she turned several times in the air as if being kicked by someone, before landing heavily.

Seeing this, the other three were about to launch an attack on the invisible enemy, but they heard a cold voice: "What kind of grievance can last for thousands of years? Dozens of people kill one, is this the current Xuanmen?"

Fan Canghai's consciousness was fuzzy, he held his sword with both hands, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, he was about to fall, when someone came to support his shoulders, he didn't expect to see him in this life...

The four monks looked at the man in black, but they couldn't see through his strength!

The woman finally found a chance, but Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, she was very angry, and regardless of the identity of the visitor, she scolded fiercely: "Anyone who can be with Fan Canghai is definitely not a good person! Which sect are you from? Don’t you want to stay in Xuanmen anymore?”

"If you are sensible, hand him over immediately!"

"I haven't been a Taoist for a long time, and I have no interest in your world." Han Yufei stuffed a Baoxin Pill into Fan Canghai's mouth, so that he could save his breath.

What this person said was a little hard to understand. Although there are many hermits in this world, they are also within their control. It is really unheard of like this majestic man in black robe.To save Fan Canghai is to share the same crime with him, and must be severely punished!

But their punitive action had just started, and they were completely defeated in the blink of an eye. The strength of the black-robed man was not comparable to that of Fan Canghai, it was limitless!

"who are you?"

Fan Canghai still had a little bit of consciousness, and expressed his admiration for their ignorance: "Ah, Han Yufei, they must have read less, and they don't even recognize you, the ancestor of Taoism!"

"This is my virtuous brother. If you have trouble with him again, I, Han Yufei, will never sit idly by. You have imprisoned him for 1000 years, why do you still treat him like an enemy?"

Hearing such words, the heads of several monks went blank, and Han Yufei, the patriarch of Xuanmen Taoism, was in front of him!

But Fan Canghai was not happy: "Han Yufei, what do you say as if I depend on you for protection? You don't need to do everything here..."

"Don't talk, just take a breath, okay?"

In order to make himself look not so bad, Fan Canghai got out of his arms and stood up straight, so that these people could clearly see that he was still asshole!

After the four people were surprised, they hurriedly knelt down to pay homage: "I didn't know that the ancestor was here, so I offended the younger generation!" They had also heard that since Fan Canghai had come out, Han Yufei, the Taoist patriarch of Xuanmen, was also very likely to be in this world. What a great honor to meet you today!

"Don't kneel to me. I have nothing to do with the current Xuanmen."

Saying that, one black and one white had disappeared in front of them.

When they reappeared, the two of them had already left the forest, a few miles away, Fan Canghai was carried by Han Yufei, and kept protesting: "Where are you taking me? Let me down! I still want to find a cat! "

"You need to retreat."

"You don't care whether I retreat or not! You still have the face to come back, Xiaoyi has been ruined by you!"

"Xiaoyi?" Han Yufei didn't remember that he had ever hurt a person named Xiaoyi.

"It's Mo Xi! When you see him in the future, don't call him Mo Xi, he will go crazy."

Han Yufei didn't speak.

"Put me down!"

Just when Fan Canghai was about to strangle him, a meow came from behind him, and he froze, not daring to look back.

"Meow..." The meow was getting closer and closer.

"Fan Canghai...Fan Canghai..." The little white cat looked sad, and its little paws kept running forward, trying to reach its lover.

Fan Canghai fell off Han Yufei's back clumsily, regardless of the pain, and at that moment, the white cat jumped into his arms!

One person and one cat embrace each other tightly.

But it was too small, Fan Canghai felt dissatisfied, and shouted: "Brother Han, turn your back on your back." The speechless Han Yufei didn't bother to look at the pair, and he didn't care what he was going to do, so he just turned around to ignore them.

Fan Canghai bit the collar around the puppet cat's neck, pulled it, and released the spell.