Immortality: My Spell Upgrades Infinitely

Fortunately, it was in the punishment hall.

If it is outside, no matter how great the resentment is, the sunlight can kill you in the blink of an eye. Even so, you can only hold on for one night at most, and wait for the sun to come together tomorrow.

Still going to dissipate.

Unless, it can be promoted to Wraith overnight.

"Mage, condolences!"

Lu Chen tried to say hello, but the other party looked at the pile of corpses in front of him without saying a word.

"cough~"

Lu Chen coughed dryly and asked:

"Master, do you want to die or live?"

Master Ben Ming finally came back to his senses. It shook its head vigorously, as if trying to stay awake, and said in a hoarse voice:

"You...can you see me?"

"Difficult?"

Lu Chen touched his nose and said with a smile:

"Now is not the time to mourn in silence. The opportunity is ahead. It depends on whether you can grasp it, Master."

Lu Chen held his head high, as if I was your chance.

"Opportunity?"

Master Benming shook his head vigorously, as if he was insane, and said bitterly: "I, this resentment is enough, what's the need for chance!"

As soon as the words fell, a black mist began to surge on it.

The eyes gradually became scarlet, the thin body gradually swelled up, horns grew on the head, scales appeared on the face, the fangs in the mouth were thick, and the resentful soul transformed into a resentful spirit abruptly, black smoke billowed all over the body, A **** light that was more than a foot long shot out of the eyes.

Breathtaking.

Ferocious and terrifying!

Except for the cassock, he didn't look like Great Master Benming at all.

Although they belong to the same category as Meng Yao, they are completely different.

Meng Yao lay on Lu Chen's head, stuck out her little pink tongue, licked her little mouth, and murmured:

"It's even more fragrant~"

Ben Ming turned his head to look at Lu Chen, his voice was dull and gloomy, full of oppression:

"Now, you... what other chances can you give me?"

"I have a Mingshui Jue, and I want to exchange for the spiritual eyes you cultivated before you were alive."

"Spiritual eyes? No, that's the Kuchan Temple's inheritance magic weapon 'Six-eyed Bodhisattva', hateful, hateful that it was poached by Huang Meier, Huang Meier, you bastard! King Kong and ghost bite, jie jie jie~"

"Huang Meier, you bastard!"

Ben Ming gritted his teeth, looking crazy, and his thoughts became more and more chaotic, like a monster born of resentment, already on the verge of losing control.

"Stop shouting, give someone to..."

Having said that, Lu Chen suddenly stopped talking, raised his foot and stepped back.

"Swipe~"

Benming seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly turned his head to look behind him, and saw a little bald head behind him, his head was hanging down, motionless, it was Huangmeier who had gone and returned, somehow, he got rid of Master Baoshu.

"Yellow eyebrows!!"

"Ah~~~~"

Ben Ming was still roaring, Huang Meier raised his head suddenly, and rushed to Ben Ming, opened his mouth to bite, with sharp and dense sharp teeth in his mouth, and the biting opponent screamed miserably.

No matter how much it struggles, it is useless. It uses the last resentment to issue a curse of hatred:

"Curse you, curse you, curse you, curse you for being faceless..."

"No face, no eyes~"

"No face, no eyes~"

The vicious echo is still reverberating, the originally ferocious and terrifying wraith has been eaten up by Huang Meier, he hiccups, and said with a naive smile:

"You...what are you running for?"

As he said that, his small body flashed, and he quickly chased after Lu Chen who was retreating.

Lu Chen stopped suddenly, the mahogany sword in his palm was ready to go, and a blood-red hilt on his back manifested out of thin air. In an instant, the invisible murderous intent, the irritating yellow eyebrow hairs stood on end, and he turned somersault and flew backwards.

Using both hands and feet, he rushed forward quickly.

"Canglang~"

Yan Ming unsheathed the saber half an inch, and Huang Meier flew upside down again.

After repeating this three times, Huang Mei'er finally stopped trying, smashed the window with a "bang", and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Brother~"

Meng Yao huddled in Lu Chen's long hair, only her small head was exposed, her small face turned pale with fright, as if she had encountered a natural enemy.

The handle of the knife on Lu Chen's back gradually disappeared, and comforted him:

"Yaoyao is not afraid, there is a brother here."

"Hmm~"

Meng Yao nodded vigorously, finally relaxed a little, stretched out her little hand, and helped Lu Chen wipe off the fine sweat on her forehead.

"King Kong and Ghost Chew, could it be... dual talents??"

Lu Chen was thoughtful, and muttered again: "This Huang Meier is like hunting, he is really a different kind."

Then he stopped staying and took Meng Yao away from the Kuchan Temple where there were no living people. He covered his face with a cloth and walked on the familiar streets of Fengxian Town with a dazed expression.

Walk through the Red Mansion Court.

Walk through the Zhenbing Mansion.

Walk through Changchun Temple.

Finally stopped in front of a noodle stall, Meng Yao twitched her little Qiong nose and licked her little mouth:

"Brother, the noodle soup is delicious~"

"Ok."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Old man, here is a bowl of noodle soup with mutton."

"Okay~"

The stall owner yelled, and started to go down quickly with his hands and feet. After a while, he filled a bowl full of more than a dozen pieces of fresh mutton.

People come and go all around.

Lu Chen sat down on a low stool and drank the same bowl of noodle soup with Meng Yao. Meng Yao sucked a noodle, glanced here and there with her big eyes, and suddenly pointed to the distance with her small hand, and said vaguely:

"Guokuo, look, the big bald head is there."

Lu Chen turned his head to look, smiled immediately, and saw Master Baoshu standing in front of a blacksmith's shop, arguing with someone, letting the other party drive him away, and refused to leave.

Lu Chen was not in a hurry, and drank the noodle soup slowly with Meng Yao.

"Yuan thief of the dog day, draft firmly!"

"Don't grab me, let go!"

There was a commotion on the street, and without knowing what happened, he was captured by a group of Fengjia soldiers who rushed over suddenly.

"This is the way of the world, alas~"

"Bang bang~"

The stall owner took a break from his busy schedule, tapped the dry cigarette twice on the table foot, said with emotion, and continued to smoke in a "clack-clack" manner.

The vicissitudes of life are revealed.

His face was dull.

Lu Chen paused his chopsticks and asked:

"Old man, how are you doing?"

The old man did not recognize the old regular customer in front of him, and sighed:

"Not as good as before!"

"What happened just now?"

"Forcibly robbing the women of the people. There is a bad woman named Yuan Guangyin who lives in the city lord's mansion. He specializes in robbing women. I heard that he is the nephew of the city lord. He is called the 'two evils' together with Mr. Zhao's thief. Don't say anything bad, and you are not allowed to do it." If someone scolds a few words, if this person is arrested, he may not be able to come out alive."

While the two were talking, another commotion came from afar.

"Step aside!"

"Run Doudou, ah~"

"Wow~"

"The law of the law~"

Lu Chen turned his head and looked, UU reading www.uukanshu. com saw a group of cavalry galloping wildly in the street, and the people ran away in panic. A little boy couldn't dodge in time and was trampled to death on the street by a strong horse. He didn't even blink at the corpse.

Raise the whip and let the horse pass by.

Lu Chen frowned deeply, and asked, "Which Bodhisattva is this?"

"Oh~"

The stall owner sighed, gritted his teeth and said, "The daughter of the city lord, Yuan Jinfeng, although she looks like a bodhisattva, she has a heart of snakes and scorpions. Yesterday, she whipped to death two half-grown children who looked at her too much."

"Yuan Baixi's daughter?"

Lu Chen murmured, flicked his fingers lightly, and the sword star in his hand flew away quickly.

"Woo~"

"The law of the law~"

Yuan Jinfeng reined in his horse suddenly, pulled out the dagger at his waist instantly, turned around and slashed.

"Ding~"

With an ear-piercing whistling sound, the killing sword star shot backwards, Yuan Jinfeng frowned, and shouted:

"Stop, find the person who brought out the sword..."

"Pfft~"

Another sword star struck from the side, pierced through the head, splashed a splash of blood, and fell down a corpse.

"Plop~"

"Be alert, enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"The law of the law~"

Following Yuan Jinfeng's death, the situation suddenly became chaotic.

Lu Chen drank the noodle soup at the bottom of the bowl in one gulp, quietly took back the two sword stars, and said with a smile:

"Comfort, Yaoyao, we should go."

"Hmm~"

Meng Yao sucked the noodles into her small mouth and sat on Lu Chen's shoulder. Lu Chen left a piece of silver, ignored the noisy crowd, and went straight to the blacksmith's shop in the distance.