Daoist has facial paralysis

The bloodstains on Dongxinan's body were wiped away one by one by the recovered golden light, and the wounds all over his body were gradually healed in the golden light. The wounds were no longer visible on the surface, and Wu Bai, who had been lying outside the cellar and blocking Zhou Yibei, seemed to have received What message, turned from a giant beast back to a black cat and ran to the cellar.

Zhou Yibei set off later, but went to the cellar first. He was relieved to see the Taoist priest sitting on the couch drinking tea, and then he noticed that the previous formation had disappeared at this moment: "Master, did it say something?"

"Yi Bei...what do you want most?" Dongxinan put down his teacup and looked at Zhou Yibei with a smile and asked.

Zhou Yibei was stunned for a moment, and said without hesitation: "...you."

Dongxinan stretched out his hand and pinched his nephew's fleshless face, "Then you promise me not to get involved in this matter."

"Master, I can't do it..." Zhou Yibei clenched his fists, "You know what? You've said this to me many times... and then you always leave me."

"I know...but now it's different from those situations, and you are also different from before, aren't you?" Dong Dongnan looked up at the standing nephew and took his hand, "I'm going to leave for a while , but I’ll be back soon, don’t go to Heaven and don’t see the Jade Emperor, stay obediently in the Great Wilderness Palace and wait for me.”

Zhou Yibei's face gradually became stiff: "Can't I go with you?"

"Be obedient, the uncle can only go to that place by himself, and I promise to be back soon."

Countless overlapping pupil shadows appeared in Zhou Yibei's pupils again, and the edges were blurred by the purple-black infestation of the witch's breath. He threw the Taoist priest onto the couch, opened his mouth to say something but couldn't seem to find the words, with a cold face Staring at the Taoist priest for a while, with a stiff expression, he slowly stepped back, pulled off the clothes of the Southwest Taoist priest, buried his head and kissed his lower abdomen, and sprayed his slow breath on the skin continuously, with a feeling that was no longer secretive. eager.

Dongxinan lay on the couch, feeling his lower body being engulfed by a soft and warm mouth, narrowed his eyes, and softly hissed, "Elbe..."

The nephew couldn't send out the complete words, so he hummed lightly, licking his uncle's growing desire in a strange way.

Daoist smiled and frowned, and reminded in a low voice: "Put your teeth away...it hurts."

Zhou Yibei froze there, his face burning rapidly.

"It's okay, it's good for the first time... Don't stop..." The Taoist priest put his hand on the nephew's head, and slowly guided his fingers down through the long black hair.

Wu Bai, who was squatting outside guarding the door, heard the voice inside, and couldn't help poking his head out of curiosity. Only then did the ambiguous picture flash in front of his eyes, and a warm demon breath came from behind, and a big hand picked it up. stand up.

"It's not a good habit to peek," Donghuang's lazy voice sounded in its little head, Wu Bai let out a soft cry, and stretched out his paw to lightly touch the golden feather on Donghuang's sleeve.

Donghuang Taiyi smiled and took the cat up and walked outside. Wu Bai jumped out of his hands and fell to the ground. It was entangled in Jin Yu's clothes, and it took a long time to reveal a cat's buttocks. The disturbed Jin Yu automatically returned to its original shape. The black cat's eyes widened in surprise, and it touched it with its paws.

Donghuang stood in place watching the black cat play, his eyes showed gentleness, and he teased Wubai for a long time without getting bored, when suddenly a golden light rushed from the sky and landed behind him, his voice was stagnant and cold, "Donghuang ?”

Donghuangtai turned her head with a calm expression, and saw Lu Ya Daojun frowned, "What is my son doing here? But you have a dispute with someone?"

"...No," Daojun frowned after following the aura left by the way of heaven, he couldn't remember who the ancestor of Jiuli Wu was, and his memory was a little confused. Only one consciousness is clear—killing that Wu clan can save Yuan Long, "Feng Tu is here?"

"My son came to look for him?" Donghuang noticed the unusual killing intent in Lu Ya's eyes.

Lu Ya paused for a while, then turned his head to look at the cellar...there was the aura of the Jiuli Witch Clan there.

Zhou Yibei came out just in time, met his murderous eyes, and became vigilant, "Is there something wrong, Daojun?"

"...Don't get close to him," Donghuang Taiyi looked at Lu Ya and reminded Zhou Yibei.

Lu Ya glanced between the two of them, then suddenly took a step back, turned into a golden crow, screamed, and the golden feathers all over his body were on fire, Donghuang's face changed, and he shouted uncharacteristically, "Lu Ya! You What are you going to do?!"

"Roar!" The three-legged Golden Crow in the air screamed again. The hot flame ignited each of his golden feathers, and his eyes turned into two balls of fiery red. Looking at him, Donghuang also turned into a Golden Crow confronting him. Lu Ya was restless. The monster's breath became stronger and stronger, and soon surpassed the power emitted by the Eastern Emperor. He seemed to have used some demon clan forbidden technique. At this time, the momentum was still rising, and the Eastern Emperor's momentum was gradually suppressed. Zhou Yi Bei watched the golden crow and blood-red eyes staring at him, and there was a tinge of coolness behind his back, which was the chill brought by when a force stronger than him exploded with murderous intent.

The three-legged Golden Crow transformed into Daoist Lu Ya rushed down, and Zhou Yibei's witch breath shot up into the sky in an instant, blocking a hedge. He stepped back a few steps and swallowed back the blood that was not flowing smoothly to his throat, and looked at him coldly. Golden Crow burning into a huge fireball in the air: "You want to kill me? For what?"

Lu Ya didn't respond, and rushed over to attack hard again. The golden crow that Donghuang transformed into was several times larger than the flame, but he couldn't stop him from attacking desperately. Donghuang stood in front of Zhou Yibei, "Lu Ya! Stop!"

Lu Ya didn't stop, and Donghuang didn't dodge either. When the last two Golden Crows were about to bump into each other, the burning Golden Crow changed direction first, and the powerful momentum had nowhere to vent and plunged directly into the ground. A deep hole was smashed out, smoke and dust rose, and the burning Golden Crow flew up again, attacking Zhou Yibei from behind.

The purple-black witch's breath blocked his impact, and the golden light shot out from the cellar, entangled the golden crow's burning wings one by one, and the black and white that turned into a truth listener was also blocked in front of his eyes. Lu Ya was trapped in the air, screaming non-stop.

"Don't stop me!" Lu Ya, who was in the form of a golden crow, spit out, staring at Zhou Yibei with red eyes.

Dongxinan stared at Daojun and frowned. There was no sign of the curse on him, so it could only be due to other reasons: "Who threatened you, didn't you?"

The Golden Crow was silent for less than a second, and screamed again, the burning flame changed from red to red gold, Donghuang's eyes trembled, "Luya! Stop, burning the soul can only temporarily increase the demon's breath It's all about strength, don't do stupid things."

The Daoist Monarch, whose body was gradually disappearing in the flames, rushed towards Zhou Yibei. He watched coldly from east to west, with golden lights in his eyes. Countless golden threads were pulled out from the air and wrapped around the giant bird that turned into flames. The purple-black witch breath Then rush up.

Daojun's fierce scream came from the diffuse mist, and a layer of demon breath spread, and the surrounding golden threads and witch breath were all ignited and burned.

The Golden Crow soared into the sky, and the rainbow-like flame and golden light shook the sky...One thing is undeniable that the strongest among the ten princes of the Golden Crow is not Chang Yi, who is the most favored, but Lu Yadao, who is the least loved by the Eastern Emperor Jun.

He is the only three-legged Golden Crow who survived Hou Yi's arrow, and the only monster clan who can resist the curse without the power of the Eastern Emperor... If there is no defect caused by the curse, he may become a better A more powerful existence of the demon emperor.

At this moment, under the sudden rise of the forbidden technique, against four people, regardless of his own life and death, it is not that the Taoist Lord has the opportunity to kill one of them.