[Ultimate Class One Series] There is a Qiu Ball rolling over

90,

Xiu has seen countless temples.

He was carefully cultivated as a member of the battle group when he was still young. Over the long years, he has visited countless temples and seen countless temples. There are clusters of them, but none of them are as bloody as the Red Lotus Temple in front of us.

The red lotus rose up in a pan, and their petals wrapped together to form a dark red Buddhist temple. After the Buddhist gate roared open, the monk's head rolled down as a sacrifice, and the blood-stained Buddha statue was enshrined on the Buddhist altar , the corners of its eyes and mouth were bleeding, and the body of the Buddha was surrounded by a huge and enchanting red lotus. The flower stem passed through the right ear of the Buddha, as if sucked into the brain, and stretched out from the other end. Lazily resting on top of the Buddha statue.

The so-called demon is endless blasphemy and obscenity.

If you look carefully at the straight rails and cross sills of the temple, the painted and carved statues are unsightly men and women huddled together, and the color of blood is red to the eye.

Xiuxiang was punched hard in the chest.

Just looking at the Red Lotus Temple, he felt his eyes were red and painful.

Guifeng attached to Guilong's shoulder, and covered his eyes with his hands.

"It was you who killed him that day."

Guifeng said lightly, with a normal tone as if he was talking about today's weather,

"It's rare for Honglian Temple to open a Buddhist gate in a hundred years...you should thank me."

A hundred red lotuses supported the Buddhist temple and approached Dongchengwei step by step.

The wind wrapped around them was burned to ashes by the flames, and the scalding tongues of fire spit out on their faces, and their hairs were in severe pain.

"You're too late"

Ghost Dragon, whose eyes were covered by him, said suddenly, he stopped the guitar, curled his lips in displeasure.

Guifeng froze for a moment, then frowned.

"...Sure enough, he is here again. It's too bad."

He put his hands down in disappointment.

Fire and water are mutual generation and mutual restraint, he is fire, moxibustion dance is water, if moxibustion dance is generous and undisguised, or more directly directly enters the state and appears within a hundred meters around him, he will be able to detect it .

If Jiwu wanted to stop him...it was absolutely impossible for him, Guifeng, to successfully attack Dongchengwei here.

It was raining above their heads.

Overwhelmingly, it looked like hundreds of millions of dying rainbirds, with their wings wrapped, screaming and rushing down from a height of tens of millions of meters, splashing a gloomy color on the ground.

In mid-air, a gap was lifted from the illusion of protective colors, and the sound of the clanging city gate being forced to open a corner by external force was mixed with the sound of rain, falling towards them.

Guifeng raised his head.

...In the so-called invisible royal city, Dongchengwei's injury caused the barrier in this corner to retreat half a point.

And in the midair below it, a huge eye appeared.

The pupils are half black and half white, Yin and Yang complement each other, and the two instruments are born.

It blinked.

The demon fire in Honglian Temple was shrouded in yin and yang eyes.

The red lotus attached to the outer layer exploded, but it couldn't escape the shadow of the yin and yang eyes.

"If you don't put it away, Honglian Temple will be taken to the palace by the Yin Yang Eye."

Moxibustion, holding a black umbrella, walked leisurely from the alley.

He was wearing a strange indigo uniform today, and he had a tattoo on his back that was exactly the same as the one in mid-air.

"...Even if it's not between us brothers, you still want to intervene in it?"

The eyes that were originally stored in the Red Lotus Temple were soaked by the rain and became cold. Guifeng impatiently gathered five fingers at the Red Lotus Temple, and following his movements, the entire temple suddenly shrank and entered into his eyes .

Guifeng snorted and took a few steps back.

"Alliance!"

On the stage, Dongchengwei, who had lost the threat of Honglian Temple, almost all sat on the stage, and they all bowed and clasped their fists towards Moxibustion Dance.

Ghost Phoenix narrowed his eyes.

"Because I am at least the master of the royal city above your heads now."

Moxibustion dance put away the umbrella with a snap.

The yin and yang eyes in midair disappeared.

It returned to the pupil of Moxibustion Dance, forming a small Tai Chi Eight Diagrams.

Black and white water, one still and one movement, one death and one life, it is the fire that is under the demon as the Red Lotus Temple, and the water above the king is the eye of yin and yang.

91,

In the so-called world we inhabit.

It is just all we know, and beyond the scope of our understanding, there is the royal city above, the demon realm below, and the human world in the middle.

The in-situ elements make up all living things in this world, and they are stored in specific objects, respectively stored in the royal city or the demon realm.

Fire, as a symbol of burning and destroying all things, wandered in the Demon Realm, and built the gorgeous and bloody Red Lotus Temple with white bones and blood.

As for water, it is stored in the yin and yang eyes of the king city, and it lives and dies, and it is still and moving, black and white are distinct, and both appearances exist.

The restless rainwater continued to rain down from their heads, splashing noisyly on their hair, shoulders, and slipping down their arms and clothes.

"Don't fight."

Moxibustion dance sighed softly.

He showed a smile, and pointed to the corner of the city gate faintly visible in the midair.

"The city gate is about to break a corner, and I can't afford the maintenance fee. What should I do, Guifeng?"

He walked up to the two brothers and opened an umbrella for them.

——Mainly because it leaned on the ghostly crested head whose face was originally a little pale and exposed to the cold rain.

"That's because you spent all your money on snacks, moxibustion dance... brat."

Guifeng bit down the word "little ghost" viciously, and then looked at Dong Chengwei who was squatting halfway on the stage, and his expression changed again.

"Yeah, I'll just have snacks when you mean-spiritedly leave us to be house-elves for your little heritage."

Moxibustion Dance complained a little desolately.

"...When did my uncle become your nanny?"

Guifeng twitched the corners of her mouth, then stretched out her hand to ruffle Moxie Wu's hair into a mess.

"Is the backlash from Honglian Temple serious?"

Moxibustion dance followed his movements obediently, then frowned and looked at his pupils that were so burning and blood red that people dare not look directly at them.

Guifeng showed an expression of displeasure that you are talking nonsense, he rubbed his eyes with his index finger, and the physiological tears that he squeezed out also turned red like bloodstains.

"I have a way to eliminate it for you."

Moxibustion dance said suddenly.

He raised a warm smile and small dimples that seemed to be poked one by one, the corners of his eyes were raised,

"Just ask for a few meals."

——In this way, under the arrangement of Moxibustion Dance... the leader, Guilong returned to the body of his host Wang Dadong, took Dongchengwei and Lei Ting away, and he followed Guifeng, and was awakened on the side Qiu Qiu went to the apartment where she and Rex were currently living.

...Qiu Qiu said it was very fresh.

In the case of seeing the ghost phoenix for the first time.

Even though Guifeng was displeased with her appearance and ostentatiously with Moxibustion Dance, she reluctantly allowed her to lead her with a little pride in her heart under Qiu Qiu's admiring (?) cheerful (?) sparkling gaze. A piece of clothing, leading the way for the two of them.

The three of them returned to the apartment half an hour later.

At this time, the scarlet in Guifeng's eyes had spread.

Overflowing from the corners of his eyes, like some kind of weird and gorgeous pattern, densely packed lotus flowers are intertwined on his cheeks, like some kind of extremely corrosive paint, which erodes and mottles his skin.

"...It's very fashionable."

Moxibustion dance commented.

"...No matter what it is, as long as it matches my uncle's beauty, it is of course fashionable."

Guifeng snorted disdainfully at this, and then sat on the sofa gracefully,

"What's your solution?"

"what."

Ji Wu turned to Qiu Qiu, who was standing aside, blinking and completely out of state, and smiled apologetically,

"I'm sorry."

"Eh?"

Just when Qiu Qiu uttered a question word, Ji Wu simply and neatly turned to the chapter behind her and knocked her out.

"..."

Guifeng's gaze shifted from Qiu Qiu, who was limp on the sofa, to Mo Wu with an innocent face,

"...What do you want to do? Complete the inheritance ahead of time?"

"Think beautifully."

Moxibustion clapped her hands, then pulled Qiu Qiu up from the sofa, and pointed her face at her.

"You don't look like you're up for something good."

Guifeng lazily leaned over.

"You are fire, I am water."

Moxibustion Dance changed the subject.

"Then? What do you want to preach to my uncle?"

"She is the light."

Moxibustion dance turned to him with a smile and explained the last sentence.

When he turned his head, Guifeng saw the black and white in his pupils instantly transformed.

Yin and Yang eyes.

Water is best at softening decomposition.

Guifeng vaguely thought about what the other party was trying to do, but was curious to think that there would be a first-generation battle spirit attached to his host's small inheritance.

Moxibustion dance opened the opponent's eyelids.

His forehead was pressed against hers—Guifeng coughed uncomfortably, and his yin and yang eyes met her out-of-focus pupils.

Like an impalpable stream of water, it flowed out from Moxiu Wu's pupils and penetrated into Qiu Qiu's eye sockets.

"Wake up."

Moxibustion Dance softly calls out,

"When I saw you, you were so young...following your elder brother, wearing white clothes, not afraid of the cold in winter, I should have thought earlier that you have light...Ling?"

The author has something to say: Long time no see!So looking at this weird style of writing that is twisted into martial arts novels, I know that my good friend disappeared today... 66 twisted back...

So the daily breaking news ended in the last issue cough cough [positive color

That guy has already been sent to reincarnation by me. As for the years of reincarnation, it depends on her fortune...

...I try to push myself this is a romance novel...

Well, I finally plan to release my aunt... I plan to set it as a sickly and beautiful girl, with fluttering white clothes, bad hearing, and an in-situ element of light... It's almost a cure? ...shouldn't be very picky

...So there's nothing to reveal, right...Pick your nose, now that...isn't the incumbent, anyway, it's related but has no status, and there's nothing to reveal at the beginning, the ex is too resentful of the relationship Deep...that's about it, hahaha...