Master is here [Crossing Books]

The wind blows the trees and sings, and the people pass by and the grass moves.

Yin Li condensed spiritual power in his palm, and winked at Wu Yuan and Lu Yuan calmly.

"coming."

There were 20 people by the Siqing Lake, and the magic threads suddenly shot out from all directions as the black shadow appeared. The number was huge and the magic threads were so dense that they could be networked into a black net that covered the sky and the sun.

Although Wu Yuan and Yin Li had described it a lot, it was the first time Yanniang saw this thing.

Seeing that the magic thread spontaneously wove into a net, the frightening thing was that it also produced corrosive liquid, and the flowers withered and the grass died where it dripped, and it would be even more terrible if it fell on people.

In an instant, Yanniang felt the creeps all over her body, and she really realized the danger of Mosi, which made her knees sore and weak. If it wasn't for the muscular man behind her leaning against her, she almost fell to the ground.

Wu Yuan pulled out the sword from his back and confronted Mosi, and when he turned around, he saw Yanniang who was pale with fright, cursed inwardly, and hurriedly shouted, "Why are you standing still! Throw the red silk quickly——! !"

"Ah! Yes! Immediately—"

All this happens in the blink of an eye.

After Yanniang's red cloak was thrown from her body in an instant, it quickly enlarged and stretched to form a hemisphere, covering everyone except Yin Li and the three of them.

A disciple of the Hehuan Sect was about to release a water lantern. Their cultivation was not high and their five senses were not strong. They didn't even notice that the magic thread that covered the sky and the sun just a few breaths ago was suddenly enveloped by the red silk. They were only confused and surprised. Blinked.

"what happened?"

"Since when have we been covered by the red silk?"

"This red silk seems to belong to... Yanniang!"

For a moment, everyone looked at Yanniang in unison, revealing their thirst for knowledge and curiosity, and six big characters were written in everyone's eyes.

what happened?

Yanniang choked, with cold sweat running down her back. The matter about Mosi should be hidden from the Hehuan Sect as much as possible. With those three people outside, they must be able to successfully destroy them. However, Hong Ling's function is only defense, and right now she can only be honest. waited.

Seeing that the surrounding Hong Ling was able to isolate the outside sound so well that not even the slightest sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds could come in, she breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her tense nerves.

Then he sat down on the ground with a calm demeanor, and waved to everyone to sit down as well, saying: "It's great that the moon is full tonight, we should absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and meditate here for a while and practice hard."

The elder didn't dare to disobey when he spoke, and the couple who were like glue could only part their hands reluctantly, listening to Yanniang's words and began to practice cross-legged.

The inside of the red silk is harmonious, and the outside of the red silk is a mess.

Three people parasitized by the magic thread came out from three directions at the same time. Yin Li slapped away the magic thread that was about to touch his blood vessels, and suddenly released flames from his fingertips to swallow them forward, completely destroying the whole world. magic wire mesh.

As the hot flame instantly illuminated the surroundings, Yin Li's face froze for a moment, and his expression became a little stiff. Lu Yuan pulled out Su Xue, and his slender sword eyebrows frowned with a slight feeling of disgust, while Wu Yuan even trembled. , I didn't dare to make a sound for a long time.

Mosi completely parasitized those three people, or completely ate up those three people.

The three figures in front of him appeared under the firelight, walking crookedly from south, north, and west directions, completely different from what they saw in Hengkunzong.

Their skin was all black and purple, like blood that had lingered for a long time, their hair had peeled off, and there were more magic threads, not only protruding from the mouth, but also from the back of the neck to the top of the head.

Everyone's eyeballs are already white, and each body is in shape. There is a hissing sound from the mouth as they move forward. There is a faint sour smell in the air, and the mucus dripping from the magic thread is getting more and more scattered.

Yin Li killed the first five, and none of them was parasitic to such a serious extent. If one had to say that the parasitism still had individual consciousness in the early stage, the three of them would have been corpses long ago, but their abdomens were dry and flat, and their eyes were straight. Gou stared at them, as if he had been hungry for a long time.

In Heng Kunzong's research and Yin Li's own discovery, after being parasitized by magic silk, you can't live for three days without eating fresh human flesh. Once you suck blood, the magic silk will turn red, but the magic silk of these three people is dark. surprisingly.

How did these three people survive here for several days without food?

Wu Yuan's eyes tightened, and he watched bitterly as one of the parasites with broken arms called out his name, "Duan...Xiaoming..." This was a member of the team that Wu Yuan led in the Kowloon Secret Realm. Disciple, Li, he is his master.

The armless figure swayed when he heard the name, his withered head turned around, and tears seemed to be in the eyes that were originally stiff.

Just when Wu Yuan had mixed feelings because Duan Xiaoming seemed to respond, Duan Xiaoming suddenly kowtowed to the ground, as if kowtowing to Wu Yuan, Wu Yuan was immediately dumbfounded, and walked forward quickly, crying and laughing.

"Old Ancestor! Old Ancestor, look at Duan Xiaoming, who reacted when I read his name, and kowtowed to me—"

Before he could finish his excited words, he was interrupted by Yin Li's merciless reprimand, "Knock you big-headed ghost! Look at the ground!"

As Yin Li's voice fell, the ground where Duan Xiaoming's head touched began to rustle. Wu Yuan walked in front and didn't react at all, with a smile on his face, but he didn't expect that his feet would be crushed in an instant. Hanging his feet upside down, he quickly pulled in the direction of Duan Xiaoming.

Duan Xiaoming also raised his head, and instantly brought out several magic threads from the soil, like a piece of seaweed in the water.

Seeing Wu Yuan being hoisted and flying towards him at high speed, he opened his mouth and let out a strange laugh of "咕咕咕——" from his throat, and opened his mouth wide, as if expecting to bite off Wu Yuan's flesh and blood. Infiltrating and treacherous.

"Ahhhh-"

Facing a mouth full of sharp teeth and dancing magic threads, Wu Yuan's brain crashed, and he couldn't think so much for a while. Hanging upside down made his brain congested, and he could only scream, his hands were numb and his feet were trembling.

A few flashes of sword light flashed, three rustling sounds, the magic thread was cut off, and Wu Yuan fell from the air to the ground, unable to cry out in pain.

Lu Yuan flicked the sticky black blood on the snow, looked sideways, he was standing in the air, his sleeves were windless and automatic, holding a sword alone was enough to make people frightened, frowning at Wu Yuan who was still in shock, he threw four After finishing the word, he turned over to deal with another parasite.

"What's the name of the ghost?"

Those eyes were too cold, not angry, not admonishing, but naked disgust, even a little bit of contempt, Wu Yuan, who stood up from the ground and held the sword again, had no waist pain, legs no longer shaking, screaming and shouting not coming out.

"Pa——" Wu Yuan slapped himself hard when he changed hands, and he was in a daze at the critical point, dragging the ancestors and the head of the Lu family back. How could that person be Duan Xiaoming since he was parasitized? Woolen cloth?

Wu Yuan picked up the sword and glanced at the unmoving corpse, raised his hand to wipe away the useless tears, and went to help the ancestor without looking back.

There is only one way for a parasitized person to go, and that is death.

Yin Lizheng was confronting two parasites at the same time. He slapped them hard, but because the other party was already powerful and powerful before being parasitized, he resisted forcefully. Under the counterforce, he actually staggered a step back.

Although these two people were not enough to force Yin Li to use the tricks used on the West Peak, but because of the perfect cooperation, Yin Li was a little furious, and it was too annoying to harass.

On the other hand, Lu Yuan is like a disaster-avoiding artifact. Mosi attacks no one and does not attack him. Yin Li regrets it a bit. If he knew that he was so disgusted by Mosi, he should Throw Lu Yuan in too.

He was leaping forward, condensing his mighty spiritual power into a line, and just as he was about to pat into a parasite's body, he suddenly heard a sharp piercing sound beside his ear.

Lu Yuan's sword pierced the parasite's body with incomparable precision, creating a gap for him. After that, Yin Li drew back and shook the ground with spiritual energy, transforming himself into a spear and smashing the bodies of the two parasites completely.

Just as Yin Li breathed a sigh of relief and the three of them stood together, there was another rustling sound in their ears. Although it was extremely soft, it was still noticed by Yin Li.

Clearly killing three people but still making rustling voices, Yin Li asked Lu Yuan, "Are all three corpses there?"

When Lu Yuan let go of his spiritual sense to scan and was about to nod, he stopped, and one was missing, which was the one he helped Wu Yuan kill at the beginning.

There was a tacit understanding between the two, and when Yin Li understood it, his temples ached, and it became darker and darker, and the bright moon was covered by clouds, making Siqing Lake even colder and colder, only the water lamp on the lake was still a little bright.

He glanced heavily at the grass in front of him, but he still couldn't distinguish the location of the sound. Could it be that he was in the water?

"Lu Yuan, point to the lake."

"it is good."

Lu Yuan floated on the lake with one hand, overflowing spiritual power from his palm, igniting all the water lamps, but the brightness was not enough, he glanced at the water lamp stand beside him, paused, and then decisively fetched all the water lamps. All the krathongs were thrown into the lake at one time and ignited.

Flames burst out of the lake, instantly illuminating the surroundings.

Yin Li cheered up and scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense. When he saw all kinds of water lamps tied in the shape of flowers and animals and the legend of Siqing Lake under the firelight, he felt that it really didn't match the magic thread lurking in the dark.

He couldn't help but said: "It's a pity for this pile of water lamps and this lake."

Wu Yuan leaned over to investigate carefully by the lake, and nodded seriously after hearing this, "That's right."

Lu Yuan, who always regarded Wu Yuan as nothing, stared at him for a rare moment, almost frightening him to death, just when Wu Yuan turned his head and wanted to ask why.

A scene that Wu Yuan will never forget in his life appeared from the lakeside.

By the brightly lit lake, tens of thousands of magic threads pulled up from the ground and devoured Patriarch Yin in an instant, and the time was not even a blink of an eye.

The master Lu who was beside him immediately jumped down without any hesitation, everything happened in a flash, no one even told Wu Yuan what he was going to do.

Yanniang estimated the time, Hong Ling also fell down, and the scene in front of her was exposed to everyone.

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