Look, your good intentions are not rewarded, you should have killed these earth immortals a long time ago!" Xijun's Qingmei eyebrows rose, and his murderous intent was immediately revealed, and he looked at the earth immortals who walked out of the inn.
"My heart is towards the bright moon, but the bright moon fell into the ditch." He Naitian shook his head, and I smiled bitterly: "In casual cultivation, there are always some people with evil thoughts. It's not an accident."
"Senior He, when you meet such a person who humiliates and rejects you so much, you shouldn't have had good thoughts in your heart! This is how my father, Lin Xu, was taken advantage of by evil thieves!" Lin Shuying struggled and took out two small handfuls from behind.
Dagger, ready to fight.
He Naitian saw Lin Shuying being so angry, sighed and said nothing more. Xijun and I both stepped aside and let the road that was originally blocked, and a group of ghost cultivators appeared.
The casual cultivators who rushed out to rob were dumbfounded.
There are more than a dozen of them, grinning, waiting to eat people.
I sneered: "I don't know where the courage came from, it blinded you!"
"Smelly boy, don't talk too much. Do you really think that a group of ghosts can cause us trouble? Now that you are caught in the middle, it should be more difficult to behave, right? As long as we stay calm, they may not be able to
To cause trouble for us, there were a few casual cultivators like you before who ran in desperately to ask for help. As a result, we blocked the outside and fed a few ghost cultivators. The bodies of these female casual cultivators are still inside.
Your temperament is so similar to theirs, is there anyone you know? Hehe." The casual cultivator smiled gloomily, as if he had seen this happen many times before.
He Naitian's eyebrows raised, and his originally calm face became angry: "There are not many Earth Immortal monks, and now they are all in trouble. We all are robes and should help each other, but you are only fighting each other for your own temporary safety."
, no wonder it was taken advantage of by ghost cultivators!"
"He Naitian! Don't be so arrogant just because you think you are the immortal of Kunlun Mountain. It's up to you whether you can survive tonight! Hey! Several ghost immortal monks, we don't care about these people, you can eat whatever you want. Eat your fill.
How about we just go to our own single-plank bridge?" The casual cultivator asked loudly, and behind him, seven or eight casual cultivators quickly stood up, really forming a group.
"We...we..." One of the ghost cultivators tried his best to say something with a ferocious face, but couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.
Although the casual cultivator was suspicious about why the fierce ghost was so speechless, he still said: "Do fellow Taoists want our help? That's no problem, but you will need to drive a few more casual cultivators over later. We still need their bodies."
s things!"
"We are going to kill you!" The ghost cultivator finally said everything, and flew towards the seven or eight casual cultivators with a dozen fierce ghosts baring their teeth and claws!
The casual cultivator was terrified and didn't know what was happening, while the group of evil ghosts ignored us completely and just passed by us in a blink of an eye.
Lin Shuying was holding two daggers. Her joints were still trembling because she had been given a hand by a ghost just now. After a group of ghosts flew directly over, she was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground. She didn't understand what happened for a while.
"Fellow Daoist Xia, is this the magic of summoning ghosts? In what realm can this Taoist system be placed? It is indeed extremely powerful. Just now I thought those ghost cultivators were using rat-throwing weapons, but it turned out that they were controlled by you along the way. This kind of thinking is beyond human control.
"He Naitian saw the problem and couldn't help but sigh.
"The path of cultivating Taoism is so bumpy. Everything in this world is impermanent, life and death, life and death, life and death...it is nothing more than this."
Just when I was about to say something, an old and familiar voice suddenly came, and then a withered and cold hand put on my shoulder: "My child... are you okay?"
My whole body trembled, and tears ran down my face. This familiar voice undoubtedly belonged to my grandma, but such a cold breath could only be emitted by a ghost. How could grandma become a ghost?
"Grandma... how could you... become like this?"
Looking back, she looked as old as before, but the faint green light on her face was the same as the main soul of the Blood Cloud Coffin at that time. She had become a ghost cultivator.
I couldn't help but feel extremely uncomfortable. How could a person like grandma be so powerful as to incapacitate others? Could it be that she lost the battle with Zu Xinghai just after we came in?
I was just about to ask, but unfortunately when you saw grandma, you also screamed: "Mother-in-law!"
Grandma looked at Xijun in shock, and it took her a while to recognize her: "You...Xijun, have you grown so big?"
"Yes...it's Xijun, mother-in-law..." Xijun was really happy this time. Grandma usually likes her very much. She has found a big supporter this time. Of course she can't help but be happy. After all, during this time
She felt that she had been wronged a lot, how could she not complain to me?
"Well, she has become more beautiful and taller." Grandma took Xijun's hand and looked at it very fondly, as if she liked it no matter what she saw.
Chapter completed!