The demon saint bowed and touched Bifang's furry head: "Why are you ignoring me?"
The silver hairpin on her head reflected the dazzling sunlight, but Bi Fang was unwilling to look away: "...No. 'Elegance* Wen*yan*qing* first* hair'"
"Huh?" The demon saint took it off the boat. Bi Fang is about the same size as a red-crowned crane, but Demon Saint is very thin. It seems quite difficult to hold it like this.
"I never said...ignoring you...such things." Bifang struggled for a moment, but failed to break away from her. Liu Xiaoniu on the side sneered and didn't say much.
"Well, good boy." The demon saint touched its head again.
Bi Fang huddled in her arms like he did when he was a child. The demon saint's body was filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants, as quiet and peaceful as this mountain forest. She is gentle to everyone, whether it is a little monster like Liu Xiaoniu or a big monster like it, but this indiscriminate tenderness creates a certain kind of cruelty.
"Where's Jumang?" Bi Fang was still a little unhappy.
"In the tower." The demon saint turned around and faced the towering Yaoque Tower, "He is not Jumang."
Bi Fang didn't want to see the Yaoque Tower, because every time he saw this holy land of monsters, it would become particularly negative—wanting to die and sleep forever. Such thoughts kept coming to him and he couldn't control them at all. The demon saint has been living here for tens of thousands of years, and his mind is filled with such thoughts every moment. It is reasonable for her to be sick.
In fact, Bi Fang sometimes feels very contradictory. If her saint falls asleep, then she probably won't need to be tortured by Yao Queta. But what if one day she really can't wake up? What should I do if I lose her 100,000 mountains? It has a simple mind and cannot think of anything deeper, but it knows that it will definitely feel sad if there is no demon saint.
"If it's not Jumang, just leave him alone." Bi Fang had no intention of asking questions such as, "If he's not Jumang, then who is he?", "How do you know he's not Jumang?", "Is the real Jumang still alive?" question.
The demon saint shook his head: "This cause and effect must come to an end."
"You and him?" Bifang asked irritably.
The demon saint shook his head again: "It's between me and her."
"What's the difference? That guy doesn't look like a good guy." Bi Fang said disdainfully, obviously referring to Yun Qing, who has always been called "Evil Barrier", but it seemed that he didn't like it in front of the demon saint. Too willing to curse.
The Demon Saint did not agree with what it said: "Well, she is still a child, and it has only been twelve years since she became sane. Why do you care about her?"
"Why can't you argue with her!?" Bi Fang's hair exploded, and it flew out of the hands of the demon saint, flapping its wings and blazing flames all over its body. "If it weren't for her, you should be sleeping peacefully in the tower now. , the Hundred Thousand Mountains should be as pure as they were in the past ten thousand years, but what about now?"
"You are going to die!" Bi Fang screamed and shouted the last words to the demon saint. The three demon clans in front of the tower fell into deathly silence. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
Liu Xiaoniu frowned deeply and looked disgusted with Bifang's words. But the demon saint stretched out his hand to it again, still looking at it with a gentle smile.
After Bi Fang said this, he was stunned. He turned his head, not looking at the demon saint, and stopped talking.
The demon saint took a step forward, her silver hairpin flashing with light. She raised her arms to wrap around Bifang in the air: "It's okay, I'll be fine. I haven't watched you give birth to little Bifang yet."
Bi Fang thumped hard and couldn't hear anything.
"I couldn't take care of you when you were little. How about I take care of you when you have a baby?"
"No! Who wants you to take care of it!" Bi Fang said angrily.
The demon saint laughed, and the lines at the corners of her eyes deepened a bit. She looked helplessly at Bifang in her arms.
Bi Fang often feels that she and Shiwandashan are the same. All the monsters here are the children of Shiwandashan and her children. She understands them more than anything else, she loves them more than anything else, and her body is a mixture of The cruelty of nature and the tenderness of motherhood make the monsters awe but want to get close to her.
"Okay, don't lose your temper. Go and pick up the Demon Lord." The demon saint let go of it, and Bi Fang flew up and circled around her.
"don't want."
"I'm sorry, if it weren't for my poor health, I wouldn't have made you so tired..." The demon saint looked at it and Liu Xiaoniu apologetically. Her skin was white and transparent under the sun.
Bi Fang let out an impatient cry in his throat, and before she could finish speaking, he turned into flames and put his paws on Liu Xiaoniu's shoulders: "Take me out of the lake!"
"Please have a good rest, Lord Saint." Liu Xiaoniu returned to the boat and bowed deeply to the Saint of Demonic Dao.
Clear ripples spread out in circles, and the white bones at the bottom of the lake were clearly visible. They were twisted into strange shapes under the waves of the lake. The sun shines on this open lake area, like a sapphire embedded in the entire green emerald mountain. The evil saint in a long black dress stood in the middle of the endless bones, watching her children row away. The Yaoque Tower behind her is silent and solemn, quietly turning death into an honor that can drive any demon clan crazy.
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When Bi Fang rushed to Yun Qing's side, her situation was no longer optimistic.
"If you hand over the Heavenly Book, I will spare your whole body!"
Yun Qing was in a stalemate with a girl with bright eyes and white teeth. The girl had an air of luxury about her. It was hard to tell who she was, but her aura was even more amazing than Bifang's. Yun Qing could also feel that there were densely packed envoys in white standing around her. They were standing in the shadow of the trees and hiding behind the boulders. As long as she made any move, they would take action immediately.
Yun Qing clasped the square inch lamp in his hand and said with a smile, "I wonder which direct descendant of Qingchuan Shanfu he is?"
"I don't want to talk to you about anything other than the Holy Book." The girl waved her sleeves angrily, with a chill in her eyes.
She should be an ancient monster similar to Bifang, but she looks much smarter than Bifang. At this time, Yun Qing was very reluctant to deal with several envoys in white, let alone such a big demon who had the power to suppress the Taoist cultivators. While looking for an opportunity to use Fang Cunzhan, she said: "My trip this time is just for the matter of the Heavenly Book. I want to see the demon saint. I also ask fellow Taoists to make it convenient."
"First pay back the Heavenly Book and the life debt you owe me, a hundred thousand mountains, and then talk to me about inconvenient issues." The girl was unmoved. As soon as she finished speaking, the envoys in white around her suddenly Get out of the way.
"Bifang?"
"Yancao?"
A firebird with gorgeous fur flew from the deep forest, and the two demons were both surprised when they saw it.
"You're here just in time, come with me to take down this evil obstacle!" Yaocao pointed at Yun Qing, and in the blink of an eye, the grass and trees turned into living creatures and flew toward Yun Qing. Yun Qing reluctantly raised his hand, but before he could do anything, Bi Fang lit up the surrounding flowers and plants with a fire.
"Are you crazy!?" Yaocao shouted in an almost certain tone. She glared at Bifang with fire in her eyes.
"Lord Saint is looking for her." Bi Fang's tone was a little weak. He wished those plants could bite Yun Qing to death.
Yaocao thought hard for a while, and finally reluctantly compromised: "Then let's cut off her arms and legs and then take her over?"
Yun Qing watched the two of them chatting as if no one else was around, and finally decided that not many people in Shiwandashan had good brains. She tapped the square inch cup with her fingers, and was about to activate her energy when she saw Bi Fang dive towards her.
The magic formula in her hand changed in an instant, and the broken light splashed into a shield, blocking Bifang's claws with a clang.
"Ahem..."
Yun Qing made a small mistake. Just now she used her uninjured hand to perform the seal, but Cheng Dun was on the other injured hand. Bi Fang was quite strong, so Yun Qing could clearly hear it. The sound of bones breaking. She couldn't help but cough up blood, but the movements in her hands remained steady and firm. Now that she has entered Taoism, these small spells are very effective, but due to the limitations of the spells themselves, they are still not enough to resist big monsters of Bifang's level.
"Good idea." Bifang's beak grew big, and he happily agreed with Yaocao's suggestion. In an instant, the surrounding trees turned into ashes, the sea of fire shrouded the dense forest, and even the ground began to smell burnt. Yun Qing felt that the white jade shield in her hand was getting thinner and thinner, and her spiritual energy could not be sustained. The thick smoke around her made her cough more and more violent.
The envoys in white clothes around him moved farther away and began to use square lamps to isolate the world. Yaocao took a step back uncomfortably: "I'll do it, don't set fire to my place!"
Bi Fang didn't listen to her words, screamed, and broke Yun Qing's jade shield with one force of his claws. Yun Qing followed the force and retreated sharply, then rolled out of the range of Bi Fang's fire. Bi Fang was not willing to let her go. It waved its wings and raised countless flames, and Yun Qing fell directly into the sea of fire.
Bi Fang stepped forward, wanting to see if she had been accidentally burned to death by him, when a ray of clear light came towards its facade. This clear light is full of righteousness and invulnerable to external evil, and it is attacking it with murderous intent.
Bi Fang waved her wings and flew upwards, just in time to avoid the clear light. At this time, Yaocao's help arrived. She turned the flowers with her fingers and made a quick gesture. Countless flying flowers flew toward the sea of fire, but she did not help. Wounded by fire.
The flames receded slightly under the sky full of flowers and grass, and only then did Bi Fang see clearly the situation in the sea of fire. There was no Yunqing there at all, only a huge vine cocoon. Bi Fanghuo burned the outer layer of the vine cocoon clean, but the new vines inside kept crawling out. If it continued like this, it would not hurt Yun Qing at all. The moment Bi Fang trapped her with a sea of fire, Jumang's divine power instantly protected her body. When the entire vine cocoon was about to close, Xu Wutong released his hold on Kun Wu, and Yun Qing almost hit Bi with Quexie. square.
Bi Fang suddenly became angry when he saw this. It fell on the vine cocoon and was about to tear it open, but immediately relaxed its claws.
"No, the Lord Saint is still waiting." It glared gloomily at the vine cocoons under its paws, and violent sparks flew out of its feathers. "Follow me, hurry up!"
"Okay." Yun Qing agreed calmly, but the vine cocoon did not disappear.
"Hurry!" Bi Fang became even more angry when he thought that the demon saint was still waiting outside the tower.
"Are you going to let her go now?" Yaocao frowned, obviously still thinking about cutting Yun Qing into a stick before getting her over.
"I told you that the Saint is waiting..." There was an explosion in the flames around Bifang, looking very restless.
Yaocao weighed it for a while and reluctantly nodded: "Then let the Lord Saint handle it. Hey, why don't you come out!"
The vine cocoon withered little by little, and then began to peel off from the outside, finally revealing Yun Qing standing inside. A section of her long sleeves was burned off, and you could clearly see the hideous black sun wheel on her wrist. The skin and flesh were torn there, forming a deep wound along the wrist, with a seed on the edge of the wound. The color of scorch. Previously, she forced herself to use the Wushengwushi phenomenon, causing part of her body to collapse. Then she suddenly encountered Yaocao. In order to prevent the loss of essence and blood, she could only forcefully burn the wound.
Yun Qing's Qi cannot be used to treat injuries, and although the Marrow Cleansing Sutra has a certain effect, it conflicts with her demonic Qi. The remaining Jumang's divine power is too slow to take effect. Grass met. This is how she usually deals with trauma - burn it first, then slowly heal it after the battle is over.
"Let's go." She smiled calmly at Bifang and put her hands into her sleeves naturally, showing no sign of pain.