The real record of former fairy world bosses flirting with each other

"...as if I cared." Mo Wu was playing with the bell with one hand, and glanced at the fairy—he could tell that this fairy looked gentle, elegant and personable, and he was a talkative person. Gentleman, but in fact, no one can get any advantage from him. If you don't get any advantage, you don't know when it will become a hot spot in his eyes.

Looking at Xianjun's delicate and handsome face, he inexplicably thought of the phrase "knowing people, knowing the face, not knowing the heart".

"That's right. You don't seem to care about anything else except money." Xian Jun turned his head, and then watched the excitement of Qing Zhu and Hong Ligui with relish.

Qingzhu is still young and extremely talented, so he doesn't know what danger is by nature.He rushed towards the two ghosts aggressively, but unfortunately lost in numbers, he was surrounded by the two ghosts in an instant after he missed a hit.

The two female ghosts seemed to be looking for Qingzhu to have fun, they surrounded him but they never killed him.The cloudy wind subsided, and the cries of the ghost gradually subsided, and then giggled again, and the blood-red clothes fluttered in the air like a ball of cotton wool, looking at people inexplicably upset.Qing Zhu frowned tightly, and stabbed at the female ghost with the mahogany sword, but it was like piercing into a cloud of fog.

The next moment a finger came from nowhere and covered his neck, that finger was as cold as ice, and his withered claws tightened violently, Qing Zhu only felt a tightness in his throat, and the throat bone would be cut off in the next moment!

"How do you know that your neck is stuck." Mo Wu seemed to be caught by a teacher, and he hated iron and steel with emotion: "The ability of this year's ghosts is a bit worrying."

Fortunately, all the Taoist priests were busy trembling and chanting mantras at this time, so they didn't hear his provocative internal unity words.Qing Zhu was stuck in the neck, his heart tightened, his face didn't panic, his fingers moved quickly, forming an incomparably complicated curse seal in a blink of an eye, and he was chanting words, and then he saw a ray of blue light flashing, and a bolt of lightning split out, directly Go towards that female ghost!

"Ah!" The female ghost screamed, and was split two feet away in an instant. The bloody clothes on her body were scorched, and a red shadow lay motionless on the ground.

"Shanlei Jue! Daoist Master Qingzhu has actually practiced the Shanlei Jue!" All the Taoist priests' eyes lit up.

"My God! It's really the Thunderbolt Jue! The Thunderbolt Jue is obscure and complicated. I heard that there are only a few people who have practiced it in the past ten years. Senior Brother Qingzhu has actually mastered it!"

All the Taoist priests looked shocked, even Abbot Xuyun couldn't help but look at Qing Zhu with more admiration.The Taoist priests were chattering, the corners of Qing Zhu's mouth curled up, a little complacent, his face collapsed instantly when he glanced at Mo Wu who was not far away, he raised his chin haughtily, and snorted viciously again.

Mo Wu grinned, revealing a neat row of small white teeth.

"The state of mind is open." Xianjun said.

"You don't understand," Mo Wu looked away, "Those who are capable will work harder, and whoever is good will walk. For example, this kid is very good." Master Mo was very satisfied, with a loving face, "It seems that we can walk him today."

As soon as the words fell, there was a roar, and the red ghost who was curled up on the ground like a rag suddenly jumped up, changed his leisurely play with Qingzhu just now, raised his hand and rushed towards Qingzhu with a cloud of black and red blood sea mist In the past, his fingers turned into claws, and he rushed towards Qingzhu fiercely!

No one thought that the ghost could be so vicious after being hit by the Thunderbolt Jue, Qing Zhu was startled, and there was another Thunderbolt Jue in the blink of an eye.It's a pity that the female ghost was prepared this time. With a move of her torn clothes, she dodged the Thunderbolt Art, the wind howled, and in a blink of an eye, the ghost's ice-like bone claws grabbed Qing Zhu's neck again!

Daoist Xuyun turned his head and glanced behind him, and shouted anxiously: "Start formation!"

In the blink of an eye, a bronze sword appeared in the air, the blade was glowing with bursts of blue light, the blade was hidden in the haze, and Xu Yun shouted: "Go!"

With a cry of contention, the Qingguang sword stabbed straight at the two female ghosts!The two female ghosts roared sharply, the one pinching Qingzhu's neck backed up slightly, the other one moved forward, and with a wave of the tattered red robe sleeve, it shattered the sword!

"It's a good formation..." Xianjun watched the excitement and still didn't forget to comment a few sentences, the ending was slightly upward, and the ink and blue eyes were slightly bent, showing a sense of leisure that watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Mo Wu tilted his head and glanced at him, and he understood that the half-sentence that Xianjun accepted later was "It's a pity that the people who use it are too rubbish". He just wanted to be proud of this understanding, and the corners of his mouth just turned up. Halfway through, I saw Xianjun turned his head to look at him, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, "It seems that we still have to walk with someone else."

Mo Wu: "..."

"This fairy," Mo Wu was a little incredulous, "Are you taking pleasure in other's misfortune? The majestic prime minister of the fairy world is acting like this, which makes me doubt the quality of your gods."

"You misunderstood," Xianjun said indifferently, with that iconic smile on the corner of his mouth: "We gods are not educated."

Mo Wu: "..."

"Go." Xianjun looked at Mo Wu's greenish face, and waved his sleeves kindly, his expression was exactly the same as that of teasing a bird, earnestly and kindly: "To be walked, one must have the consciousness of being walked."

On the other side, the enraged female ghost shattered her long sword, baring her teeth and claws, and went straight to the Taoist priests. The one holding Qingzhu's neck was enraged by the blue-glowing sword, and her blood-red eyes behind her long hair widened a little. The bones-like five fingers tightened violently!

Qingzhu had already lost half of his life, and he raised his hand to form another curse mark in the last Qingming. Unfortunately, this time, the flash of thunder only barely flashed once, and it was weak like a weak flame, which went out after two strokes .The air that entered his head had been cut off long ago, and the suffocation became more intense. Suddenly, there was a light sound from his neck—it was the sound of a broken throat.

Qingzhu's heart seemed to be tightly clenched by someone, and his pupils gradually shrunk to pinpoints.The chaotic yelling of the people around gradually faded away, and childhood memories flashed like a revolving lantern, just at this moment, a black gold-colored dot suddenly appeared in the blurred vision.

He thought it was something wrong with his eyes before he died, so he ignored it, but he didn't want the small dot to grow bigger and fly towards him with the sound of wind!

The next moment, "Ah!" A howl pierced the sky, the shackles on Qing Zhu's neck were loosened suddenly, and the air rushed into his chest, Qing Zhu's chest felt a sharp pain, and he knelt on the ground, clutching his neck and coughing crazily , looked up again, and saw that the female ghost who had grabbed her just now was caught in a large silver net, rolling and hissing in pain.

A few steps away, the female ghost who had already broken the formation was obediently lying on the ground - the person who was standing aside to watch the excitement just now was holding her messy hair with one hand, and her pretty eyes were somewhat Impatient, he said lazily: "...knowing that you don't want to be caught in the hair, there is no way, who told you, a good little girl, to kill someone?"

The "good little girl" who almost slaughtered a group of Taoist priests knelt on the ground trembling, not daring to make a sound.

Qing Zhu almost stared out his eyes, his throat itched, and he coughed while clutching his chest.

Mo Wu took out the Qiankun pouch at his waist, grabbed the female ghost's hair and stuffed it in very rudely, stretched out his hand and grabbed the female ghost in the net not far away, then stuffed it in, and then threw it to a Taoist, "Take it."

"Yes, yes!" The Taoist hurriedly rubbed his hands on the Taoist robe, and took the Qiankun bag carefully and respectfully, with a solemn and excited expression, as if it was not a bag containing two evil spirits, but something handed to him by the patriarch. Mantle.

Mo Wu ignored the infinitely adoring gazes of the crowd, and walked towards the grave in the nearby forest.Xu Feng followed, his voice became softer, "Where is the Heavenly Master going?"

"Digging a grave." Mo Wu turned to look at him, with a narrow smile in the corner of his eyes: "Are you interested?"

"... Digging, digging a grave?" Xu Feng was shocked, and finally he spoke quickly.Disturbing the sleep of the dead is a taboo, which is extremely detrimental to morality. Even if it involves digging someone's tomb, no matter how important it is, you have to think carefully. How can you be so light-hearted and want to dig a grave when you see it?

Xu Feng opened his mouth for a long time but did not answer the next sentence, Mo Wu looked him up and down, and laughed aloud: "Have you ever done such an exciting thing?"

Xu Feng honestly shook his head.

With an expression of "you've lost a lot of fun", Mo Wu patted him on the shoulder, then stretched out his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, walked away the mahogany sword on Xu Feng's waist.

Everyone was gathering together to discuss the ghost just now, and Xu Feng was still standing in shock, so when Mo Wu poked the soil a few times with his mahogany sword, there was only a fairy in white clothes fluttering beside him.Mo Wu looked at his ethereal white clothes, raised his eyebrows, "Excuse me, stay away?"

Xianjun looked at the soil that had collapsed to his feet, and took two steps back calmly.

"Destroying people's tombs is a big taboo." Xianjun looked at him with a tone of admiration, "You did it very well."

"This grave has been moved before." Mo Wu continued to dig the grave, "I'm not the first one, and I have nothing to feel guilty about."

Xianjun nodded, "It makes sense."

Abbot Xuyun turned his head to see what Mo Wu was doing, and immediately turned pale with fright. He walked two steps over, and before he could speak, he saw Mo Wu pointing to the grave, and lazily said, "It's probably the shadow's grave." .”

"This..." Xu Yun glanced hesitantly at the Qiankun bag with eight charms on it, then at the pitiful little Taoist not far away who was covering his neck, after a bit of hesitation he reached out to help.

As soon as Xuyun moved, the other people in Wuweiguan naturally also moved, and everyone moved their hands and feet in a hurry, and the coffin was lifted out in a blink of an eye.The material of the coffin is average, and it leaks when you poke it. It looks like an old grave that has been buried for many years.Everyone hurriedly opened the coffin lid, covered their noses to block the rotten smell buried in the ground, and looked inside, only to see that the bones in the coffin had already rotted beyond recognition, and the skeleton looked clear and clear. Out of human form, a closer look reveals that a left foot is missing.

The slag was flying in the air, and Xianjun took two steps back calmly.

Mo Wu patted the dirt on his body: "After lying down for decades, someone dug a grave and took away his foot. It's not bad to turn into a black shadow."

Mo Wu raised his chin and said to Xufeng: "Buy it for someone else, this one is also very unlucky."

The crowd was in a hurry and filled the earth to bury people.After dealing with it, continue to walk deep along the mountain road.Xianjun walked at the end of the team, and after two steps, he found something was missing around him.He turned his head and looked over, and saw Mo Wuzheng standing on the top of the wild grave, stretching out his fingers and drawing something on the mound.His fingers were as white as marble, and half of them were inserted into the black soil, making them even more white and shiny.

Xianjun thought he was going to draw a ghost-suppressing talisman, but after looking at it twice, he saw that his fingers were moving together, and what he drew was a talisman of peace.

Xianjun paused and looked at him twice more.

"Mo..." Qing Zhu left the team and walked behind Mo Wu, frowning slightly, he tentatively asked: "...Are you really not a liar?"

Mo Wu looked back and saw that it was Qingzhu, he was immediately happy, raised his hand and patted the dirt on his hands, wandered for a while in the mockery of following his heart and the fake humility like a big-tailed wolf, hesitatingly glanced a few steps away from the corner of his eyes Immortal Lord, I saw that noble young man who was tall and tall, like a painting of ink and wash, looking at this side with slightly curved eyes, waiting to watch the excitement leisurely.

Mo Wu: "..."

Mo Wu patted Qing Zhu's shoulder without hesitation, turned and left without saying a word.

Qing Zhu: ...? ? ?

As a rising star, Qingzhu has always been praised as a master. Today, he was strangled by a ghost and almost ascended to heaven, and then he was saved by a scornful person who saved his life and slapped him in the face. The self-esteem that was as high as the mountain wanted to come over to say thank you, but who knew that he only said a word at the beginning, and before he even got to the point, he was inexplicably slapped twice and looked at him with unclear meaning.

——What's even more disgusting is that the handsome boy who has no ability at all actually has a regretful face of "why didn't the fun watch it?"

Qingzhu gritted his teeth, full of aggrieved desire to hit someone, wishing that two more ghosts would show up and let him beat him up, but unfortunately after the two ghosts were taken away, the surrounding scenery returned to normal, the flowers were red and the willows were green, the calm and leisurely appearance was simply hideous.Qing Zhu punched his fist in the palm of his hand resentfully, turned his head and walked forward with the crowd.

The crowd walked for a long time, and the sky became darker and darker.Everyone looked nervous, and the peach-wood sword in their hands was getting tighter and tighter. Only Mo Tianshi had a bigger heart than the sky, and he was full of satisfaction and only cared about money.He leaned slightly towards Xianjun, and said with a smile: "Cousin, how did you think about yesterday's matter?"

"Put me in the shrine and pretend to be myself, and you will collect the money next to you." Xianjun looked ahead, and said indifferently: "No matter how you look at it, you are going to sell me."

"How can it be!" Mo Wu was heartbroken: "How do you say that? Tiger poison doesn't eat children, how can you sell your cousin for a few taels of money?"

"A few taels of silver is not enough." Xianjun thought about it: "200 taels?"

Mo Wu said firmly: "Impossible."

"Ten taels?"

Mo Wu: "You are humiliating me."

"500 taels of gold."

Mo Wu did not speak.

"Doesn't conscience hurt?" Xian Jun turned his head with a loving face: "Cousin?"