God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

In a few years, Xiu Niang has traveled to countless places, and her abilities have also gone from being able to explode when she encountered the same anger as she did back then, to being able to be touched at any time.

Sometimes she wakes up and is confused, looking at her hands without any blood, and then at the lives around her that have died without any trauma.

Once, she followed a group of people as they continued northbound. There were about a dozen women on the car. They looked embarrassed and did not dare to say anything. They were sitting on an ox cart pulling wood. Within a few hours, she discovered that these Women ranging in age from ten to over 30 were all trafficked by this group of people. At night, they dared not say a word even when being bullied.

She was angry and wanted to let these women go, but when she woke up after a brief coma, these women all died tragically under her power.

This is also the reason why Master and Disciple Xuan Yuan has been following her. Her abilities are too strong, but she cannot control them. Innocent people are killed every time by her hands.

"They also have relatives and parents. How can you feel at ease if they die in your hands like this?" the old Taoist priest said with sincerity and consolation.

Xiu Niang turned her head away and didn't look into his eyes. He knew that this woman's original intention was not yet gone, so she continued to persuade her.

"Zhu Zhu is back. He didn't see your body. He is still waiting for you at home."

"Zhu?" This name, which had long been distant and blurred in my mind, now brought back some of Xiu Niang's memories. That dark, strong but somewhat silly man always hid some delicious food and brought it home to her. of.

Xiao Xuanyuan saw that her expression became a little soft, and then continued the master's topic.

"Yes, when we went to that village, he was sitting on a grave drinking wine. He said that when you go back, he would have another daughter with you, and they would call her Ping'er."

"Ping'er, Ping'er?" She felt a splitting headache and her eyes slowly started to turn red.

"Where's my Ping'er? You killed her, you killed her. She was such a well-behaved child, but you killed her in front of me."

She thought about that night again, when Ping'er was stabbed many times and fell to the ground, but her eyes were still looking in her direction, wanting to call her mother again.

The old Taoist priest secretly thought that it was bad. It seemed that Ping'er's death was the real cause of her madness. Seeing the woman's eyes getting darker and darker, and the air around her seeming to solidify, her head was experiencing waves of stimulation.

Over the years, he has observed thousands of corpses that died at the hands of Xiu Niang. Combined with the notes from the ancestors, he can almost confirm that the reason why the so-called great evil kills people without bloodshed is mental attack. No matter how strong the body is, anyone , the brain and heart are both fragile.

He endured the pain and used silver needles to seal several acupuncture points on his young apprentice's head, and then sealed his own. The intense headache finally subsided.

And Xiu Niang was sitting on the ground, laughing wildly and harshly, and all the birds flying around began to fall down.

The old Taoist priest took out something that he had prepared long ago. This was also based on the sealing method recorded in the handwriting of the master who did not know which generation he was. He was in a hurry and almost knocked a black medicine to the ground. He laughed at himself. Now that Su Yunqian's craftsmanship has been passed down to him, it is considered in decline. I think back then, he was the leader in observing the sky, exorcising demons and defending the Tao, and was at the level of a national master. of.

"Boy, have you looked carefully?" He turned to Xuan Yuan and said.

Xuan Yuan nodded. Although he looked naughty since childhood, he was very smart and talented. He watched every step of his master carefully.

"I hope I won't embarrass our ancestors," the old Taoist priest said in the end. Then he drew a six-pointed star on the ground and placed all the precious materials prepared before.

Then he took out a small dagger and stabbed himself in the heart. The small dagger had a groove, and blood flowed down the groove.

"Master." Xuan Yuan was shocked.

"It doesn't matter, bleeding is good for your health."

Xiu Niang continued to go crazy and lost consciousness. Xuan Yuan's blood dripped into the six-pointed star placed on the ground. The dark and green plate that originally contained things became warm and shiny with the blood.

"This rotten plate is glowing, Master."

"Idiot, this is a treasure left by your ancestor. It's made of bronze and has a history of thousands of years." The old Taoist priest's voice was a little tired.

Xiuniang felt the suppression of the thing in the bronze plate, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. But the struggle became more and more intense.

The old Taoist priest sighed and understood that he could not escape unscathed today.

"Boy, have you memorized all the training for our sect?"

"It's ready, Master." Xuan Yuan looked at his increasingly pale face and felt a little anxious, but he really couldn't help him much.

"Remember, do good deeds and don't interfere with worldly affairs. Also, if you encounter this evil again, seal it as soon as possible. They can't get rid of it. As long as there are evil thoughts in people's hearts, they will eventually arise in response to the disaster, so they can only seal it."

After she finished speaking and spent her last drop of hard work and lifelong skills, a golden light from a six-pointed star flew towards her heart. Xiu Niang opposite her also collapsed to the ground and closed her eyes with joy.