Yang Wen chose the perfect time. When he locked Wen Leyang, who knew nothing about witchcraft, he rushed into the Miao territory. wWW. QuAnBen-XIaoShuo. coM If it was Xiao Chi Maojiu who was doing the witchcraft at that time, firstly, he would have an additional enemy, Wen Leyang, and secondly, Chimaojiu would probably rely on his skillful witchcraft and Gu skills to move Lian Xinsuo's life fire, Use powerful witchcraft to deal with him.
Therefore, Leyangwen really did not underestimate the enemy.
When he was in the City God's Temple, he knew that Wen Leyang was quick and powerful, and that he had the golden poison under his feet that could flow at will, which was as powerful as a monk's magic weapon. From the moment he cast the Smiling Witch, he was prepared for Wen Leyang to risk the backlash. Raid.
In his eyes, Wen Leyang was a leopard, but unexpectedly, the leopard turned into a Tyrannosaurus rex!
The short winter melon Leyang Wen understood at the moment he was punched that even though he thought he had not underestimated his opponent, he actually still underestimated Wen Leyang.
Wen Leyang, whose body and bones have been reshaped by the poison of life and death and the power of yin and yang, is no less powerful than the old rabbit demon Bu Le in his heyday. Although he does not understand the Bu Le Demon sect or the magical powers of Buddhism, his skin and bones are much stronger. . If the old man and the young man really get it right, the outcome is really unpredictable.
Leyang Wen first underestimated the enemy, and then was hit by Xiao Chi Maojiu's natal Gu. In his frantic mind, he could not escape Wen Leyang's lightning-quick surprise attack.
Dwarf winter melon suddenly gained witchcraft. Just as Wen Leyang guessed, after Leyangtian and Sanwei Taoist died together, the witchcraft inherited from their ancestors was passed on to Leyangwen.
The reason why the elders in Huacheng didn't even pass on Leyang Shoujin, but passed on the witchcraft power to Leyangtian, was because Leyangtian had good bones and was suitable for learning the art of witchcraft. However, Leyangtian died a month ago. , only Leyang Wen is the last person left in the Leyang lineage in Huacheng.
When each Leyang disciple was born, he was planted with the mark of his family by the shaman in his family. Even if the shaman died unexpectedly, the witchcraft inherited by him would still be transferred to the next disciple with the mark. So when Leyangtian died, Leyangwen also inherited the witchcraft power of the painting city. However, although Luo Luo's witchcraft power has been passed down from generation to generation for two thousand years, it will weaken a little every time it is passed down. The witchcraft power inherited by Leyang Wen now is much weaker than it was two thousand years ago.
His qualifications are not as good as his younger brother's, and the inherited witchcraft power has also weakened. In terms of witchcraft skills, Leyang Wen is naturally far inferior to his younger brother. Even if he is facing the enemy head-on now, he is no match for Wen Leyang, and it is not uncommon to be seriously injured. .
The witch fire still raging in the heart-to-heart lock. Although the jade talisman devours the ground very quickly. But the witch fire is majestic. It's not like they can all be melted away in a short time. Although Wen Leyang is fine now. But I don’t dare to be careless at all. He has a huge appetite for Yufu. After a while. He tentatively opened his mouth and shouted to the outside: "How is Er Niang? How is Chi Maojiu?" His skin was tight. Always be prepared to resist the witchfire. The spiritual consciousness was also taken back. Can't see the situation outside.
He was answered with exclamations of surprise.
Erniang reluctantly sat up with the support of the elder. He struggled to answer loudly: "We are okay. Good brother. Are you okay?"
Wen Leyang didn't know if something was wrong with him. At the beginning, a unique mountain ghost was sealed in the jade sword. It woke up as the power of the sky thunder filled it; this time God knows it fed the jade talisman. God knows what will happen. I learned that Er Niang and Chi Maojiu were fine. I felt a little more at ease. He asked Leyangwen again: "What's going on with this jade talisman?"
Le Yangwen was under the witchcraft of several young masters. Pull out the ground poisonous insects planted by Chi Maojiu. Almost in pain. After hearing Wen Leyang's words. He gritted his teeth and shook his head. He replied bitterly: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Le Yangtian, who possesses the power of witchcraft, is the heir to the Qiuluo lineage. Le Yangwen, who has poor qualifications and practices magical powers, only helped his younger brother in the past. By the way, he is responsible for handling the big and small matters in Huacheng on the path of cultivation. Not much is known about the inside story. I have no idea what the use of this jade talisman is.
Wen Leyang was silent for a moment and changed the topic: "Leyangtian was always with me before he died. The Leyang family in Huacheng is a disciple of Qiluo. We Wen family, Luo family and Miao people from Qiniang Mountain are all He is a disciple of Tuo Xie..."
Leyang Wen didn't even wait for him to finish, he smiled miserably and said angrily: "So what? Of course I know that Miao Bujiao is the descendant of Tuo Xie, can't we take away the witchcraft power of the descendant of Tuo Xie? The ancestor ordered me to complete his The old man's witchcraft allowed Bingzhu to return to Black and White Island and form a demon-suppressing formation; he asked us to assist the fifth brother Hanbao until the end of time, but he never said that we couldn't touch the Tuo Xie family's things! What does the witchcraft power of grabbing seedlings and not handing over mean anything? ? If you say that killing Tuo Xie can fulfill your ancestor's will, do you think Le Yang will touch him?"
For two thousand years, Master Tuo Xie has been worshiped as a heavenly being by Miao Bujiao. Now Le Yangwen spoke rudely, and the elder who was witchcrafting him to pull out the poisonous insects raised his hand and slapped him hard.
Instead of crying out in pain, Leyang Wen burst into laughter: "Well done! Tuo Xie's descendants have such backbone! I just can't figure out why Tuo Xie didn't explain the matter to his backbone descendants, instead of It's because he found my ancestor. I can't even figure it out. Tuo Xie handed over his affairs to others, and then where the hell did he go! Miaozi, surnamed Wen, if any of you can explain it clearly to me, I will kowtow to you now. apologize!"
Just as Leyang Wen finished speaking, there was another crisp sound, and the Qingmiao elder in front of him actually raised his hand and slapped himself, and he slapped him so hard that the corner of his mouth was knocked off.
Leyangwen was slightly startled and asked casually: "What are you doing?"
Elder Qingmiao's Chinese was extremely jerky, but his tone was firm: "Leyang shouldn't be beaten, but you must be beaten for insulting your ancestors. If you are beaten, I will pay you back!"
Xiao Chi Maojiu lived in Jiuding Mountain some time ago. He heard Wen Leyang tell the whole story and knew about the origins of Leyang lineage, Hanbao fifth brother and their Tuoxie disciples. He sent a message home a few days ago to tell the whole story. After telling Er Niang, the elders and other core figures in Qingmiao now also know Le Yangwen's identity.
Wen Leyang sighed softly. Although Leyangtian was not as fierce as Leyangwen, their attitude was just as clear. They abided by their ancestors' orders, but they did not have a good impression of Tuo Xie and Tuo Xie's disciples at all. .
Qiu Luo left two wills to the Huacheng disciples: to help Hanbao, and to erase her memory when Icicle was resurrected.
Leyang's disciples have been suppressed by fate for two thousand years. In the past thousand years, Liu Xiang's evil spirit was constantly monitored and controlled, preventing him from killing powerful monsters or starving him to death. What kind of thing is the evil spirit? It has vicious thoughts and cruel methods. How can it be at the mercy of the ancestors of Huacheng? The Leyang family does not know how many masters have been killed by the evil spirit, but this revenge cannot be avenged at all. The father is dead, and the son We need to continue to control surveillance.
In the next thousand years, the lingering corpse evil drought demon was resurrected, and the painting
The great demon in the world made demon figurines and took the lives of countless ancestors. Until) | 5 years ago, Aizi was reborn but refused to return to Black and White Island. Leyang's disciples failed in their success, and even the city lord Leyang Shojin died with hatred.
No matter what method is used to get Zhui Zi back to Black and White Island, in the final analysis, the test is still about strength, and Leyang Wen simply does not have this strength now.
When he had just received the inheritance of witchcraft power from his brother, he felt the surge of witchcraft power in Qiniang Mountain at the same time. After sneaking over, he found that Qingmiao was accumulating witchcraft power, so he lurked and waited for opportunities to plunder. In the final analysis, it was to improve his strength. , giving yourself a chance to fulfill your master’s will.
To die for the ancestor's death without hesitation and to agree with the ancestor's death are two completely different things. Almost no Leyang disciple was willing to do so, but they always followed suit. In their hearts, they hated Tuo Xie even more than they complained about their master.
After Tuo Xie handed over the matter to his two senior brothers, Paipai disappeared. After the death of Luo Luo Mi Xu, the never-ending task fell on Huacheng and Hanba, but the three disciples of Tuo Xie's poison, witch and corpse sects had no idea about it.
"Besides, there are some things I don't understand and I want to ask you." Wen Leyang waited for a while and waited for Leyang Wen's mood to calm down a little before he continued.
Le Yangwen's answer was quite pleasant: "If you don't understand anything, just ask!"
Wen Leyang filtered his thoughts: "How could you be kidnapped by Santong in the Pinjin Nest? I asked Qin Zhui to rescue you. Later, I saw you escaped from danger at the City God's Temple, and Qin Zhui also followed. What happened? what happened?"
Wen Leyang was not eager to know the truth about this matter, but temporarily changed the topic to calm Leyang Wen's mind. Ever since the two-year-old treasure of "Don't say no, don't do it" was taken back by several old men, Wen Leyang also began to learn to use his brain.
Unexpectedly, it was okay if he didn't ask. When he asked, Leyang Wen immediately cursed: "That ugly man with a donkey face and mung bean eyes is a fool! It's okay for you Tuoxie descendants not to help, and you even sent a bastard to help me. Make trouble…”
"Actually..." Wen Leyang originally wanted to sell well, but it backfired and he quickly brought the topic back: "After the Tuoxie sect learned the whole story, they felt deeply grateful. No matter which master is Tuoxie, Qiuluo or Mixu, If you stay, it will be the destiny of our three families, Leyang, we will do the rest together..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted mercilessly by Leyang Wen: "No, Tuo Xie disciples should still have some strength left. Find your master's grave, burn a piece of paper money and ask him if he disappeared that year. After that, where can you go to be happy? Haha, remember to tell Huacheng after asking, it can be regarded as a knot in the heart of our surnamed Leyang!" After saying that, Xiao Donggua turned to look at Er Niang: "I We didn’t get the witchcraft power, and now we are falling apart, don’t be embarrassed, just kill me..."
When Le Yangwen mentioned the word 'kill', there was suddenly a hint of longing for relief in his tone.
At this moment, a clear sneer suddenly came from the dense forest into the Miao Village steadily and coldly: "I want to see how Tuo Xie's successor killed the disciple Qiuluo!"
In the cold voice, a middle-aged man of medium height walked out of the dense forest with a slightly stiff pace. Under the nascent sunshine, the skin outside his body shone with a layer of delicate luster, looking more beautiful than The girl's neck is still white and more delicate than the baby's cheeks.
Leyang Wen exclaimed in great surprise, and then forced a smile, using his fluent Jingkou film, his tone was sincere and cordial: "Fifth brother, why are you here?"
Hanbao faced Leyang Wen and let out two rare laughters that sounded like a night owl's cry, but the muscles on his face were still hard and there was no change: "Tangtang is dead, I'm afraid something will happen to you, this I've been looking for you everywhere for a while. I felt the surge of witchcraft here a few days ago, so I came over to take a look. It's okay, very good!" 'It's okay' was said to Leyang Wen, but 'very high' was meant to Erniang and Qingmiao said it.
The uninjured Miao Bujiao saw another enemy coming, and slowly gathered behind Er Niang with a stern look on his face. Those injured young people who were unable to perform witchcraft also took out their knives with great effort.
Hanbao ignored the other green seedlings at all and stared at Er Niang with cold and dull eyes: "Let him go, I'll leave!"
With the support of her clansmen, Er Niang managed to sit up straight and stared back at Han without any sign of weakness: "Wait! Wen Leyang is fine, then let him go!"
Wen Leyang immediately shouted while surrounded by Ming Huo: "I'm fine, Er Niang, let them go first!"
Unexpectedly, Erniang shook her head with determination: "What you say now doesn't matter. I'll wait until you come out!" Miao's stubbornness is beyond the comprehension of outsiders. The young Miao can ignore the short winter melon's destruction of the Tongxin Lock and injury. Dalonggen and countless clan members, but if Wen Leyang died because of him, he would have no choice but to sacrifice his life for his life!
Er Niang took a hard breath and calmed her voice: "Tuo Xian Luo, Miao Border Painting City, we Qingmiao can't calculate and don't bother to settle this account, but if Wen Leyang can't survive, someone must help him life for a life!"
Hanbao seemed to smile, and walked towards Er Niang with a stiff body. His speed was not very fast, but except for Er Niang, all the young sprouts around him felt as if there was an invisible mountain, hitting them suddenly and forcefully. He killed himself, without any chance to resist, and he fell heavily while roaring and screaming!
And Brother Hanbao had just taken two steps when he suddenly stopped again, tilted his head and frowned slightly. This was the only change in Er Niang's expression that he had seen since he arrived in Miao territory.
At the same time, a pitiful voice, with a bit of heartbreaking timidity, said slightly tremblingly: "I...can I say something fair?" Wen Leyang's heart turned over, and he couldn't help but He twitched his teeth and whispered: "Awl!", and began to seriously consider in his heart how much harm he would be hurt if he rushed out of the witch fire rolling around him.
Leyang Wen laughed loudly: "Yes, of course you can. If you don't have the qualification to speak, it won't be an exaggeration if everyone in the world becomes mute!" He smiled halfway, and couldn't help but let out a low pained groan, and turned to his body. The elder Qingmiao who was removing the poison for him said angrily: "Be gentle!"
Elder Qingmiao directly took out a black-purple knife, dug it into Leyangwen's hand, and picked out a white insect egg sac.
Zhuizi's figure was swaying, and his steps were full of steps. He walked out of the woods. Then he saw the witchcraft fire in front of the Miao village and the wounded. He seemed to be severely frightened. The white catkins softly exclaimed. Covering her mouth, she glanced at Short Winter Melon Leyangwen with infinite grievance, as if Leyangwen had just trampled her favorite toy. Then she turned slightly, and Qingmiao felt that her eyes were blurred. When she looked again, Xiao Chi Maojiu has been awled
In arms.
Just when Qingmiao was cursing angrily, showing his witch fire or witch thorn and preparing to pounce on him, Xiao Chi Mao was entangled in Awl's arms and suddenly coughed loudly. Then he opened his eyes and looked around in confusion. Just when the boy was about to burrow his head comfortably into that soft breast, he suddenly saw the person looking at him with a look of distress and concern... Does he look familiar
Now Wen Leyang no longer cared about whether the witch fire would backfire. He threw his spiritual consciousness out as soon as Zhuizi came out. He didn't know whether it was because Zhuizi didn't hide it deliberately or because his own power had greatly improved. His spiritual consciousness was shrinking with the shrinkage of his pores. Opening and closing the door, everything that happened near the Miao Village was clearly transmitted back to his mind. When he saw Aizi grabbing Chi Maojiu, Wen Leyang growled without thinking: "Let go!"
Before Wen Leyang finished speaking, his eyes suddenly flashed. In a cheer full of surprise, Aizi had already rushed into the surroundings of the life fire, with endless happiness in his eyes. Then Aizi exclaimed again, and his figure flashed, Disappeared…
Awl was like a happy little girl. When she heard her big brother's voice, she immediately threw away the toy in her hand... But the little girl was so fast that she immediately remembered the toy and couldn't help but throw it. In the flash of lightning, it turned back again. The moment Chi Maojiu barely hit the ground, he hugged him again.
This time, Zhui Zi carefully placed Chi Maojiu on the ground before returning to Wen Leyang. The heart-locking witch fire that was galloping like a dragon and as thick as the sea seemed to be inferior to even the breeze in Zhui Zi's eyes. He went in and out without stopping. slow.
Without concealing his surprise and excitement, Zhuzi's voice trembled slightly: "Are you...are you there?" As he spoke, he hesitantly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to put it on Wen Leyang's cheek, but he hesitated and dared not .
Wen Leyang didn't dare to move, looking straight at the little white jade-like hand.
Finally, Zhuizi mustered up the courage and quickly touched Wen Leyang's cheek with his soft hands. Then, as if he had accomplished some earth-shattering feat, sincere happiness appeared in the corners of his eyes and brows: "You are here too. !”
Wen Leyang also gathered up his courage, but was almost frightened to death by the gentle touch of the awl. He quickly used his spiritual sense to 'check' that his head was still on his neck, and then shook his head with a wry smile: "Even if you come late, It's not difficult to see me, you don't have to be like this..." Wen Leyang was still kind in the end, and the word "pretend" stayed on the tip of his tongue and he was reluctant to spit it out.
Aizi didn't take it seriously at all, and answered confidently: "I've been thinking about what to do when I see you every day. This is one type, and there are several others. I'll do it to you slowly when I see you in the future. Look." As he spoke, he looked at Wen Leyang with eyes full of expectation, and was very afraid that Wen Leyang would shake his head and say: Don't look!
Wen Leyang didn't shake his head. Firstly, he didn't dare, and secondly, he couldn't bear it. He knew that everything about Aizi was artificial, but he just couldn't bear to refuse.
At this moment, Leyangwen had almost pulled out the insect poison from his body. He sneered at Wuhuo and asked: "Bingzhu, don't you have something fair to say? Leyangwen's waiting for your justice is already a bit unfair. I’m tired of it!”
Zhuizi playfully stuck out his tongue at Wen Leyang, and whispered to him: "Wait for me!" Following a flash of his figure, he returned to the entrance of the Miao Village, but he did not go directly to Leyang Wen, but stepped away and briskly He jumped up to Chi Maojiu and asked with a smile: "Little guy, are you healed?"
Chi Maojiu took a step back warily, neither nodding nor shaking his head, but looking at Aizi without any sign of weakness. He was deeply impressed by Awl. He manipulated his group of people in the Pinjin Nest. They looked extremely weak, but he couldn't imagine that he was so powerful. His temper also changed rapidly. The Confucian head of Qilian Xianzong was She was beaten terribly.
Self-destruction Gu is a last resort for the Miao people. Although it will not lead to death, once it is cast, it can cause serious illness, at worst, or be disabled for life. I don’t know what method Aizi used. Ever since Xiao Chi Maojiu woke up, he felt a cool breath slowly wrapping around him and gently massaging his meridians. It was so painful that thousands of ants were eating his body. At this moment, he was completely resisted by the coolness. Although his body was limp and unable to lift any strength, his spirit was very strong.
Looking at Chi Maojiu's hostile eyes, Zhui Zi's bright eyes quickly dimmed. He sighed full of sadness and helplessness, turned his head and walked away, but Chi Maojiu seemed to see the soft beauty at the moment Zhui Zi turned his head. A trace of sinister sternness flashed across his eyes, and he was immediately frightened into a cold sweat.
Then Zhuizi looked at the short winter melon Leyang Wen with clear eyes: "I think... Qiu Luo and Tuo Xie are both good people, but although the good people in Qiu Luo are good to me, they are not good to you."
The green seedling looked at him with evil eyes, the drought demon had an expressionless face and said nothing, the short winter melon was covered in blood with a ferocious mouth and eyes, and the awl stood between them pretty, looking even more pitiful and helpless.
Le Yangwen was stunned for a moment, then laughed and cheered loudly: "What a fair word!"
Zhui Zi immediately seemed to have received great encouragement and continued happily: "Qiu Luo is a good person who treats me well, so he is my good person, and I will treat him well. But Qiu Luo is not good to you, so you don't have to be too Take his words seriously.”
Leyangwen narrowed his eyes and no longer laughed wildly. Instead, he resumed his usual Jingkou mouth and asked with a slightly frivolous smile: "Oh? How do you say this? How do you know that the ancestors of Qiuluo treat us descendants? Isn’t it good? Among other things, the witchcraft power of Huacheng’s disciples was inherited from his old man.”
Zhuizi smiled, even though he was arousing, it still made people feel distressed: "He asked you to die, so how could he treat you well? How many people named Leyang are left in the painting city now?" As he said, She paused for a moment, then continued to smile: "If you die, it's not me who killed you, it was the good guy Luo Luo. Don't forget this!"
Immediately, a series of explosions sounded in the air, and Brother Hanbao and Zhuizi disappeared in front of everyone at the same time!
Only Wen Leyang's spiritual sense could barely see clearly. The two people were still in the wide open space in front of the Miao Village. They just spread out their bodies and started to attack each other. Most people's eyes could not keep up with the speed of the two people.
None of them used magical powers, they relied entirely on strength and speed, as if they were testing each other. In comparison, Brother Hanbao seemed to have the upper hand.
But there was always a determined smile on Awl's face.
Wen Leyang took a deep breath, and the skin all over his body suddenly tightened. He couldn't wait to see what the awl's smile meant. He wanted to try it out! (To be continued (Quanben Novel Website www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)