Chapter 88 Old Demon

Author: mbucc

Chapter 88 Old Demon

"Hey, hey, hey! Let's share memories. Let me see what you think. You've stepped into the obvious trap." The bluebird flew above Su Huanian's head and chirped.

"No!" Su Huanian's voice was cold.

She carefully looked at the formations surrounding her. She had been trapped here for several hours. Two months ago, she discovered that the Hechuan Wasteland in Qingcheng Mountain was unexpectedly opened.

There are spirit beasts in the wasteland of Hechuan.

She went straight in with her sword. Everything had been fine for the past two months. Just this morning, Gu Lin suddenly contacted her. Yaya had been sleeping for eight or nine days and had not yet woken up. She sacrificed the sword back to investigate. It happened to be that Dragon Turtle became a disciple.

I gave a spirit beast as a thank you gift.

But the moment the fairy sword returned, the wasteland suddenly changed. The entrance was closed, and she was spit out here from the other side.

Su Huanian, can't get out.

The formation that trapped her should have been specially built for her. There was not a drop of water in the formation, and it was specifically designed for sword defense. It was not very lethal, but it could trap her here.

Su Huanian was very passionate about swords. Compared with monks of the same realm, his attainments in formations were not very high and he could not find any weaknesses in the formations. He could chop the world into pieces with his sword alone.

It's hard!

At this moment, an ethereal aura penetrated the formation and fell inexplicably.

"Blessed? Dragon turtle?" Su Hua young voice was confused, and she chuckled. She never thought that one day she would be blessed by the little dragon turtle, even though she only had that little blessing last year.

She jumped up, and the fairy sword in her hand made a clear sound, like an ice phoenix in the sky, crisp and cold. She suddenly pointed at the place where the breath penetrated the formation.

An ordinary sword, as if it were just a fairy dancing with a sword, a little more casual.

The entire sky cracked like porcelain and shattered in an instant. There was a person guarding the formation outside the formation. He looked quite alien. He looked like a human but had horns on his head.

The man was surprised. The enveloping formation was just the energy emitted by the large formation. How could the energy break like porcelain?

Even if someone breaks the formation, shouldn't the main body of the formation be broken? He hurriedly retreated, but fragments floated past him, touching him lightly. The stranger instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

Before freezing, I could only see the flying fragments, thinking that the peerless fairy came out with a sword.

Dongyun Mountain was completely boiling.

The ancestors of the Qingyuan Sect were recruiting disciples, and it had been lively for more than a month, and everyone knew about it. There were those in the sect who wanted to have a good relationship with the Qingyuan Sect, so they went to participate early.

Today, news came that Wuxiang Sword Sect led many sects in Dongyun to attack Qingyuan. Before the sects could recover from the shock, new news came. The sects who attacked Qingyuan Sect suffered heavy losses, but

The Qingyuan Gate Prison was destroyed, and the prison ghosts were rampant. Even the imprisoned old demons escaped, and more than thirty people escaped.

The various sects in Dongyun Mountain were in turmoil for a while.

The Fuyang Sect is even more silent. Zuo Su'er, the previous senior brother from two hundred years ago, has returned. At this moment, he is dressed in tatters, squatting on the leader's chair like a toad, with a strange light in his eyes, and he is looking at the leader's wife opposite him unscrupulously.

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The leader is not here, he is in the Qingyuanmen Golden Pagoda at the moment.

"Tsk, tsk, my junior uncle is married to a married woman, and it is really special with the moisture. My junior brother is amazing. Not only can he defeat four senior brothers, but he can also put his own uncle into bed, tsk, tsk, tsk... I admire you." Zuo Su'er.

Speech without restraint.

The face of the head’s wife changed instantly: “How presumptuous!”

She stabbed out with her sword, but Zuo Suer didn't dodge or dodge, but he bit down on her fairy sword, snapping it directly into pieces. She chewed and swallowed it like a brittle bone, and the sword blade cut her tongue.

, blood mixed with spit flowed out from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care at all. He just looked at the head's wife and smiled.

The lady was breathing rapidly, her chest was rising and falling, and she finally couldn't bear the strange atmosphere: "Why are you back, where is Anze?!"

Anze is his husband and the current head of the Fuyang Sect.

Zuo Su'er chuckled: "This is our home, why can't we come back?"

Madam's breath was short, men? Are you considered a man? Two hundred years ago, as a man, he insisted on practicing women's exercises, and became neither male nor female. He was kicked out by his senior brother, so he built a copycat and wanted to steal Qingqing.

Yuanmen Xia worked hard to suppress the village's Xianggong.

Instead, he was beaten severely, and they said he was beheaded on the spot. Unexpectedly, he was still imprisoned in the town prison. Today, he exchanged his own husband for such a thing?

She just felt inexplicably depressed. She was not too worried about her husband-in-law.

Now word has spread throughout Dongyun Mountain that the Qingyuan Sect is suppressing the prison ghosts. Those who are captured will not be in danger of their lives. They will be imprisoned in the True Essence Golden Pagoda, and Daoxing will help people suppress the prison ghosts.

Zuo Su'er has not died for two hundred years, and it is unlikely that something will happen to his husband right away. As long as he is alive, he still has a chance.

No matter it is redeemed or robbed, you can always get it back.

But how to deal with this person? She looked at Zuo Su'er and backed away slowly. This traitor was more difficult to deal with than two hundred years ago. With a sword test, she had already discovered the clues. He was imprisoned in the golden tower.

Knowing that one's Taoism and deeds cannot be retained, I don't want to take advantage of the Qingyuan Sect and use all the Taoism and deeds to temper the body.

At this moment, there is not a drop of true energy, but the physical body is extremely powerful.

"Madam..." the disciple from behind called softly.

The head lady nodded.

Everyone was nervous and felt relieved at the same time. Madam is the master and Zuo Su'er's uncle. She has seen him since she was a child. Madam confirmed that there is nothing wrong. This is Zuo Su'er's uncle.

Very good!

The leader is imprisoned, and only one of the ten true disciples he brought has returned. The sect is in a precarious situation and the building is about to collapse. It is really great to have a powerful uncle return now.

As for this uncle who seems a little crazy and even covets his wife - this is all a trivial matter.

Zuo Su'er spat out half of the broken sword with bloody foam, tilted his head and grinned at the disciples at the door: "Look at Sazi? You guys haven't eaten for two hundred years. If you don't serve food..." He pointed at a circle of disciples.

"Leave no one behind!"

Everyone dispersed in an instant, and soon piles of food were brought in. Zuo Suer held a roast chicken, inhaled intoxicatedly, and tears flowed out. She cried while crying, and she bit it off in one bite.

The head of the roasted chicken just popped off, and after three or five bites, the whole roasted chicken went into the stomach without even a trace of bone falling out.

It feels like I haven't eaten in a hundred years...

Well, this guy hasn't eaten for two hundred years. The disciples were immediately relieved and convinced that what they just said about wanting to eat people was probably not an empty lie.

Zuo Su'er swallowed it whole for two hours before she stopped still. She licked her lips, sucked her dirty fingers, and looked at a disciple with a red light in her eyes:

"Later, bring all the healing elixirs and herbs in the door to our room. The two-hundred-year-old injury needs to be treated properly - don't worry, uncle, I won't let you suffer. I'll wait for you to get better after two days."

Go dig for treasure!”

"Hehehehe, Qingyuan Gate Prison is such a big place. It has suppressed countless heroic seniors. The treasure map left in it is endless. Senior brother will take you to dig for treasures."

He shook his head and looked at another delicate and delicate disciple, with a flash of light in his eyes: "Send brother back to his room later."

The disciple's face changed drastically: "Uncle Master, I, I am a male..." His voice was like a bullfrog.

Zuo Su'er's eyes lit up: "Wouldn't that be better?"

The disciple's face suddenly turned pale.
Chapter completed!