Chapter 177: Obsession hidden deep

Author: Dragon Slaughter

Chapter 177: Obsession hidden deep

The face of the mother-in-law Pixin showed a suspicion, and then the ignorant young man asked the third question: "Dare you asking my mother-in-law, have you ever picked a delicate heart from a scholar more than ten years ago?"

"Linglong heart?"

Grandma Zhaixin was stunned when she heard this. A long-lost memory in her heart was touched, and she couldn't help but look thoughtful on her face.

But before she could think about it carefully, she suddenly heard the young man say in her ears: "Brother Wei, are you here or me?"

"My benefactor's knife is sharper, so I'll help you!" Wei Bao's voice rang out.

Grandma Picking immediately turned her eyes and swept to the direction where Wei Bao was before, but saw the only girl in Wei holding the female zombie horizontally with her hands, slowly falling towards the lid of a coffin on the ground.

A golden line cloud snake was tightly wrapped around the female zombie, and no matter how it twisted, it could not break free.

As if he sensed the gaze of the mother-in-law, Wei Bao suddenly looked up with murderous intent in his eyes.

Looking around him, the golden fog tiger disappeared.

The mother-in-law, who was so alert, suddenly looked down, but saw the young man standing quietly, covered with a smoky feather coat, and his spiritual energy was scattered by the zombie.

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Seeing that Qi Jingzhi had never stepped on a tiger and climbed to the sky, the mother-in-law's expression relaxed and then sneered: "The ability to fly is not good, but the ability is not good, and the tiger with only one cloud is transformed into a tiger with its head and a tail can be

What can I do?"

The demon woman kept laughing, and suddenly a sharp-eared knives poked out from the void behind her.

Before she could react, the sharp knife tip was already pouring snow like hot soup, piercing into the soft nest under the back of her head with a thud. Then, it passed through the skull diagonally and suddenly drilled out of the middle of her eyebrows.

The expression of the mother-in-law suddenly solidified, and her body also froze.

At the same time, a red gold sword cloud appeared quietly, appearing faintly as a tiger, but the tiger body was no longer covered by the previous veins formed by the golden thread, which looked a little illusory.

On the head of this misty tiger, there was a silver candlestick that had been extinguished.

Next to the candlestick was a monk of about the same height, with his whole body outlined by golden threads, which was so golden that it was extremely eye-catching.

At this time, the little monk was standing with his eyebrows raised and his fingers were trying hard to lift the handle of the sharp knife of the cow's ear over his head.

While taking the time, he did not forget to lower his head and grin at Qi Jingzhi below, his eyebrows and eyes were thin, and the corners of his mouth were curved, which was very lively and cute.

Seeing the little monk, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help laughing, and his strength suddenly swelled. The Yanxia Feather Clothes with him immediately rose in the wind, and instantly separated the dozens of living zombies that were pounced on him.

Immediately afterwards, he was like a golden cicada leaping away from his feathered clothes, his toes snatched on the shoulders of a living zombie, and he flew high and rushed towards his heart-pinching mother-in-law.

Just as Qi Jingzhi smiled and flew, the demon woman was like a knife in her heart before, and her breath quickly disappeared in an instant.

The coffin lid, which was originally floating in the air, lost control of the control, rolled towards the ground without decay, and smashed several deadly zombies.

Qi Jingyi held the handle of the cattle-eared knife in one hand, and strangled the throat of the grandmother-in-law with the other hand, and slowly fell down by the fog tiger.

The young monk Qi Huchan even let go of the hilt, hugged the Yinsha candlestick with both hands, and jumped onto his eldest brother's shoulder.

When the two brothers landed gracefully, Qi Jingzhi turned his head and looked at his shoulders, and saw the little monk dancing with grace and excitement beyond words. If it weren't for the help of the red gold sword, he would have already cheered.

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but smile knowingly and said to the little monk: "This time you have made great contributions, and I already know how to help you show your appearance. Now let's return the other person's golden energy first."

This complicated attack on the east and west just now was not Qi Jingzhi deliberately doing it, but Qi Huchan volunteered.

Last night, in order to compensate Wei Bao, Qi Jingzhi proposed to use shaking cow leather to make a pair of leather armor, and when peeling it, he used a cow ear sharp knife.

Wei Bao watched the whole process and naturally recognized the knife. He saw that his mother-in-law was penetrated by a knife before, and he knew that it was his benefactor who had arrived.

Later, the demon woman was resurrected from the death. Wei Bao knew that she was not able to catch her strength, so he guessed that Wuhu was secretly sent over to the general direction.

At that time, Qi Jingzhi was hiding in the silver evil blood light, and took the opportunity to take the fog tiger into it, and then he wanted to climb up to the sky and give the demon woman a ruthless move. Unexpectedly, Qi Huchan suddenly had a strange movement and jumped out on his own.

The scabbard was swallowed into the mouth by the fog tiger.

What happened next was unexpectedly smooth. The fog tiger flew to the sky with a knife, and Qi Huchan swung his sword to defeat the enemy.

The young monk received praise from his elder brother and smiled even more vigorously.

He knew that Qi Jingzhi had something important, so he nodded quickly, but he did not rush to return the golden energy. Instead, he pushed the silver candlestick on his head, thrust his chest, sticking his butt, shaking his head and wagging his tail, and walked back and forth twice.

He looked at the eldest brother with hopeful face.

Qi Jingzhi was slightly surprised, thought for a while before asking, "Do you want the golden rooster wearing candles just now?"

The little monk nodded immediately.

He put the silver evil candlestick on his elder brother's shoulder, pointed to the candlestick, and pointed to the golden thread that was being precipitated on his body. Finally, he closed the eleven gifts and disappeared again.

Qi Jingzhi naturally understood what the little monk wanted to express.

The golden rooster wearing candles should also be transformed by the golden spirit and evil spirit. If it can be controlled in the hands, even if the young brother is not spiritual enough, he can still show his appearance anytime and anywhere. There may be other benefits.

After the golden threads of the young monk were outlined, all flowed back to the fog tiger beside him, Qi Jingzhi felt a breeze blowing by, and in the dark a ray of spiritual light seemed to float into the cattle-eared sharp knife in his hand, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart the wonder of creation.

The beauty of fate.

Not to mention his relationship with Qi Huchan, he just talked about his younger brothers who shared the golden energy with the Red Gold Knife. He responded spiritually to each other and gradually formed some friendship, especially with the other one.

Wuhu is quite close to others and can even borrow other people's gold threads.

"My benefactor, have you killed that demon woman this time?"

Seeing that the golden-line fog tiger had returned to its original appearance, Wei Bao in the distance asked loudly.

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi once again focused his eyes on the mother-in-law who was pulling her heart in her hand. Although there was still no blood and brain plasma flowing out from the knife, some fine black dust floated out of it.

Seeing this, he immediately twisted the handle of the knife and stirred the demon woman's head.

This was like stabbing a hornet's nest. Not only in the knife, the whole body of the mother-in-law, even her black clothes were broken into countless black dust, and they floated into the sky one after another.

In the blink of an eye, a little red-eyed monkey with bare body and no eyelids appeared in front of Qi Jingzhi.

"Well? This demon woman is not a human."

This thought came to my mind, and Qi Jingzhi felt that the palm of his left hand tightened, and there was a bright light coming out between the palms and fingers that held the monkey's neck.

He couldn't help but be surprised. He was not surprised by the late arrival of the bronze mirror, but felt that the mirror had always been feeding on the demonic spirits with special spirits. This time, he walked away like himself and couldn't see through it.

The disguise of the shrewd mother-in-law.

Immediately, Qi Jingzhi responded loudly in the direction of Wei Bao: "I finally found the right key point, and it was a killing with one blow! This time we were compared by two knives!"

Wei Bao nodded silently when he heard this, leaned over and picked up the previous female corpse from the cover of the coffin, and walked towards a coffin.

Qi Jingzhi looked around and saw that most of the fallen leaves in the garden were burning, and several flames on the ground were gradually weakening, and thick smoke was still emitting from the embers. On the contrary, seven or eight ancient trees encountered the night wind covered with Mars.

In an instant, it turned into huge torches.

Because the heavens are dry, these torches are burning extremely brightly and fiercely, but they are almost scattered.

In just a few breaths, the rising flames could swallow up all the leaves and slender branches of the tree, and then extinguish them in an instant, leaving only a burnt tree as dark as iron, still scattering towards the sky.

Among the thick smoke of iron trees and the embers of flames, hundreds of corpses looked ferocious, either standing or falling, and at first glance, they looked like a ghost fire hell.

Qi Jingzhi did not help Wei Bao collect the burial clan members, but put away the sharp knife of the cow's ear and took off the silver evil candlestick from his shoulder.

He walked back to the previous ancient cypress, put his back on the tree trunk, and tried his best to stretch his spiritual sense. At the same time, he also mobilized the pine, cypress, Jiamu, and the pine, cypress, and the rain was shining with snow and frost to protect this ancient cypress.

Cypress is protected from wind and fire.

After a fight, the back garden of Baiyun Palace suddenly became quiet.

The sounds of the city were heard from the wind, horse hooves rushing, arrows and rain of arrows break through the air and various fighting shouts, which were obviously louder than before.

After extinguishing the silver evil candlestick, Qi Jingzhi could no longer see the golden pillar, the statue of the autumn god, and the three golden gates with different colors. I don’t know if there have been any changes.

At this time, he and Wei Bao had already caught a fish of not too big or too small, but just hearing the movements in the city now, we knew that the accident was far from over.

Suddenly, Qi Jingzhi felt his heart move, and immediately looked at the palm of his left palm, and saw that the hairless red-eyed little monkey was already reflected in the mirror.

"The corpse of the wind is transformed by the Yin wind, which erodes people's hearts and livers, and lives towards the wind, breaks the brain and dies. It is cold in nature, bitter in taste, and is non-toxic. Soaking in wine can cure wind diseases."

Qi Jingzhi nodded secretly. The one who could be seen by the bronze mirror was indeed not an ordinary monkey, or even a monkey at all.

"Can wine soak the wind and get wind? It seems to be of little use...but this so-called cold wind is a bit meaningful."

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but secretly sigh that the recipes of the bronze mirror were mixed, even monks who were feasting on the qi were beyond the reach of the dust.

Now he has seen more and more knowledge. He knows that the choice of monks at the level of the Fauxia is particularly important. It is necessary to be consistent with his own path. After choosing, he must eat more and never get tired of fine food and fine meat. The more refined it is, the better it is.

It is impossible to taste anything like a mirror.

On the contrary, the things refined by the mirror are always extremely pure. If a monk chooses Yin Feng, then this Feng Mother Corpse will be an extremely precious treasure to him.

"Well, it's a pity that this Feng Mother's corpse is not very consistent with what I have learned. The so-called pine wind blows in all valleys, and a crane rises into the sky. Although this yin wind that erodes people's hearts is also wind, it can most likely be integrated into the pine wind, and even

A strange change can even erode people's thoughts, but it is very contrary to the style of pine, cypress, armor and wood covering the sky and the wind shaking the sheng and bamboo, and it is not worthy of the grand meaning of an angry crane soaring into the sky."

"In this way, this cold wind is...well? The cold wind has transformed into people's hearts and livers?"

Qi Jingzhi suddenly looked at the silver evil candlestick in his hand and thought to himself: "It seems that the final evaluation of this silver evil corpse by the bronze mirror is three words... to the Netherworld!"

"The blood flames could not burn the heart-picking mother-in-law before because of the strange black dust."
To be continued...