Demon King’s Repayment

When leaving Lianghe Town, Yuan Xianger entered the Heshen Temple at the mouth of the town alone.

It was raining outside, there were no other pilgrims in the temple, only an elderly temple wishing to add perfume to the eternal sleep lamp. Sitting on the altar are statues of the two water gods Youshui and Yuanshui. The benevolent water **** Youshui is very similar to Subai.

The human face and body of Yuanshui Water God vaguely looked like Danluo, but the artistically processed **** image looked solemn and solemn, distorting Danluo's arrogance.

"It's raining again, this year's momentum is wrong," Lao Miaozhu muttered in the dim corner.

"Yuanshui hasn't sent any floods in decades. Don't have any trouble this year."

"Did Yuanshui often get flooded before?" Yuan Xianger couldn't help asking him.

"Once upon a time, there were frequent floods here, and everyone was in awe of the river gods. They worshipped every year, built river embankments, planted trees, and prayed for smooth weather." The old temple wished to have a hoarse voice and slow movements. He squinted his eyes to add the last bit of oil. Lord Nianhe God has changed his temper and is much gentler, but fewer people come to worship."

He carried the oil barrel across the mottled threshold, and opened the oil-paper umbrella in the heavy rain outside the door. "The rain falls from the sky, and the water is adjusted by people. I can't blame the ghosts and gods."

Yuan Xiang'er lit a stick of incense, worshipped three times before the plain face, and inserted it into the incense burner. The cigarette curled up, condensed but not scattered.

"He is dying, please help him." A voice suddenly sounded in the temple.

Yuan Xiang'er raised her head, the gentle face of the idol became a little illusory after Qingyan.

"Senior Subai, is that you?"

No one could answer her completely, but the repeated voices kept reverberating in the dim temple.

"Please help him."

"Please help him."

The gods who were clearly dead, because they were worried about their friends, were still stuck in the world in some form.

Yuan Xianger sacrificed the small bundle of fishing line given by Su Bai. The fishing line can show the way and find people. After injecting spiritual power, the silver-white lines raised their heads and flew towards the distance.

The dark clouds in the sky were ruined, and the rain gradually ceased.

On a deserted and crowded rocky shoal, the eight sorcerers each occupy one of the gossip positions, concentrating on the energy, offering spells, and reciting mantras continuously. On the complicated array, the golden normals were intertwined into a net, tightly binding a monster with a human fishtail.

The monster's eyes were red, and its tail struggled desperately in the dazzling golden fishnet.

"Bold demon, you frequently suffer from floods and do harm to the world. Now I will give you a chance to enter my door obediently, to wash your sins and cross your avenue to practice."

The Taoist Xu Ji carried a bronze sword with a pattern on his back, and his long beard fluttered. He stood in mid-air like a bone in the air and spoke.

Instead, his young master, Qingyuan, was sitting on the back of the apostle, with one foot bent, and one hand propped on his chin, looking at Dan Luo in the formation with interest.

Dan Luo turned his head, half of his face was covered with blood, and his angry eyes came out from the curtain of blood.

"A hypocritical human being, when I was born, there were no human races here yet. I turned into a river and rose freely. What a sin, why should I give up to the human race that suddenly emerged."

"You!" Xu Ji drew his sword out of its sheath, "As a monster, the world's ills, dare to speak up."

"Joke, what is a god! What is a monster! It's just a word from your human race." Danluo couldn't move his body, but he refused to show weakness. "If you want me to say, the human race is the disease in this world. I have lived for so long. I have never seen a race that is as selfish, greedy, cruel and stupid as your humans. Given time, it will eventually become a major disaster, and it is your humans that will harm the world."

The qi knot of the imaginary pole stretched out his hand to stab it forward.

Qingyuan lowered his mount from the air and stopped Xu Ji, "I have an idea, not bad. I will accept this aquarium."

He looked down at Dan Luo who was lying on the circle, "I won't tell you anything. If you can beat me, I deserve to be eaten by you. Now you can't beat me, you have to obediently give me the drive. ."

Black scales appeared on Dan Luo's face, and he opened his mouth towards Qingyuan, revealing crisscrossed sharp teeth.

Semi-demonization is a sign of the anger of demons.

Qingyuan Leng lowered the hole, "Tie it up."

Two disciples came up nearby, and they used a refined muzzle to buckle Dan Luo's head - all their mounts were uniformly equipped with such instruments for restraining livestock. Then he forced his arms back and tied them tightly with chains. Even the tail of the fish was tied up, and finally a spell for sanctions was attached.

Dan Luo refused to give in, struggling desperately, and all of them couldn't hold back together, and he staggered away from him.

Qingyuan sitting on the side stretched out a finger and recited the mantra,

"Thunder!"

Thunder blasted from the top of the head, and several thick-armed silver lightning fell from the air, hitting the unyielding monster in the circle one after another.

After the smoke dissipated, the monster that had been burned by the electric shock curled up, but the eyes that looked at Qingyuan were still fierce, and even gradually brought on a provocative smile.

"Why is this again?" Qingyuan sat on the back of the lion, withdrew his spells, slowing down his voice, "I heard that you and You Shui Shui Jun have a deep relationship, and they are both river gods. Isn't he also a human monk? As long as you are willing to be my apostle, I can do whatever he gives you. What do you want? Spirit stones, inner alchemy, secret medicine, treasures? Regular offerings during the teachings must be a lot more than him. ."

"A person like you deserves Subai's name?"

"He is a friend of my friend, but you want to see me as a sword and a slave." Dan Luo said, with a presumptuous smile in his tone, "You just said it wrong, even if I fight But you don’t need to be your apostle. There is another way."

There was a **** smell in the air suddenly, strong and pungent, and it was impossible to take a blood donation.

Qingyuan frowned,

"not good!"

He reacted for the first time, pushed several apprentices behind him with one hand, and turned around with one hand to cast the body protection circle.

His eyes were fascinated by a cloud of blood, and his skin felt a long-lost pain.

Qingyuan was overturned by a huge force. When he grabbed his injured arm and climbed up, the rain of blood dissipated, leaving a truncated fish tail on the ground.

Above the river, the vortex was not flat and the blood was stained with blue waves. The fish demon broke the fish tail that was locked by the magic weapon, and broke out a powerful killer move with the blood sacrifice, escaped from the restriction, jumped into the water and escaped.

It's just that he broke his tail and was seriously injured, I'm afraid he will live soon.

Even if you die, are you unwilling to be an apostle driven by mankind?

Qingyuan, who is obsessed with captive apostles, was shaken by his behavior for the first time.

At this moment, the girl with many apostles at the age of sixteen or seven descended from the sky with a group of demons.

"Where is Danluo?" Yuan Xianger asked, frowning.

She saw the blood on the ground and the truncated fish tail.

Yuan Xiang'er knew that she had had a heart to escape, and she didn't know how to deal with Dan Luo who was unkind to humans. Therefore, they simply did not interfere with the pursuit of the Puritans. At this moment, watching the **** scene in front of her, she frowned.

The bright fishing line stretched to the dock, where it stopped for a moment, then turned to the surface of the river and extended quickly, and the shiny slender fishing line was buried in the bottom of the river.

"That demon is too fierce, and the self-harming body will also run away, even my master was accidentally tricked." Xu Ji inserted from the side.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Xiang'er holding up a dark blue bead. The blue bead twirled in the palm of his palm, emitting a light blue luster covering Yuan Xiang'er's body.

Without saying a word, Yuan Xianger ran wildly, and under the protection of blue light, she plunged into the stormy river without any scruples.

...

An invisible reed beach with no one in the wild, and a dilapidated flat boat across.

The reed flowers are like snow, and the boats and trees have not been used for a long time,

Dan Luo, who was seriously injured, fell on the head of the boat, and the half-cut fish tail was dragged out of the boat and soaked on the water.

He closed his eyes, his whole body was completely bloodless, and he didn't move, as if he had been dead for a long time.

A bright fishing line emerged from the bottom of the water, found his body precisely, and shook it around his shoulder.

Danluo's eyes narrowly opened, and he saw the person coming ashore following the fishing line.

"Dan Luo."

He heard the man calling his name.