debt repayment

"Fellow Daoist Qingle, don't panic, he didn't do it voluntarily."

But Duan Lang snorted coldly: "They are all human beings, so what is the difference between voluntary or not, and whether there are any difficulties?"

Quan Ying knew that he was still angry about the matter, so she could only sigh: "Everyone, play by ear. At this juncture, none of us can be in a hurry."

He said, narrowing his eyes.

They and Yuxian were only separated for a day or two, what happened to Yuxian?

What conditions did the black hand behind the scenes threaten him with?

Zongmen trend?Or is it fellowship?

He had a faint premonition, so he looked at Qingle.However, Qingle only put all her thoughts on Yuxian, and had nothing else in her eyes.

But Yuxian pulled out a scroll from his bosom.He unfolded the scroll, glanced at the content on it, and said to the dead rogue cultivator: "No. 340 two."

In a daze, Quan Yi could hear a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, the person in front of 340 No. [-] stood up. Although he couldn't see his face, he could see the precariousness from the trembling shoulders.

Like a dog waiting to be slaughtered.

Yuxian said: "In the past year, among all the practitioners, you have practiced the slowest, and the work of protecting the town has been extremely slack, so I will punish you and remove your qualification to practice with a knife."

"From now on, you will be reduced to food, and all the monks present can swallow you..."

Yu Xian was expressionless, but Quan Ying still caught the fleeting pain and sorrow between his brows.

It is the pain of being forced to helplessness, and the guilt and self-blame of not being able to save lives.

340 No. [-] remained silent.

Seeing that he didn't want to move, Yuxian felt uncomfortable, but he still said: "Don't take off the knife quickly? Do you want me to help you?"

Zou Mi growled twice.

All ghost cultivators stood up and surrounded No. 340 No. [-].

Duan Lang hurriedly manipulated No. 340 No. 340 to stand up and face No. [-] No. [-] to prevent the action from leaving the main force. Yu Xian's eyes flashed from the corner of his eyes, and he saw his strangeness in his eyes.

The sound of grinding teeth was like the mouths of countless ghosts smacking, ready to wait for the meal.

Many ghost cultivators raised their knives.

Just when Duan Lang wanted to manipulate No. 340 Five to follow them, there was a ghost cultivator rushing towards No. 340 No. [-] with a sharp knife!

340 No. [-], like a frightened bird, dodged the attack of those people suddenly, and then repelled them with swords up and down.

"I don't want to die!"

He roared, angry and unwilling.

"It's not that I don't want to practice, the souls that I've captured are all taken away by others! You, you, you! And you! It's all you bastards who killed me! Caoni horse!"

Regardless of his image, he shouted with a distorted face: "I don't accept it! I don't accept it! Let me see the master!"

Yu Xian was silent for two seconds, then frowned and said, "My lord won't see food like you."

“I am not food!!!”

The boy roared angrily, raised his knife and rushed towards his former colleagues who surrounded him tightly.Pairs of red eyes and a wide open mouth all foreshadowed his tragic fate of being torn apart and eaten.

"I don't accept it! Let me out! I want to live!"

Crazy monks held knives and slashed at him. Countless blood gushed out from the broken mouth of the clothes, and the wound was deep enough to see the bone.He didn't know who bit his shoulder first, and he tried his best to shake that person away, but his limbs, torso, and head were all bitten by more mouths.

Countless hands grabbed, pressed and pulled him, like the strongest iron clamp, preventing him from moving.

340 No. [-] mixed in, grabbing the boy's trembling body.Everything is to escape Yuxian's scrutiny.

Quan Ying thought, since there are so many people around No. 340 No. [-], they wouldn't be so unlucky.

He looked at Qing Le, who was pale and looking at the tragedy in front of him, and sighed.

"I'm not food...I'm a practitioner! Let me go! Let me go!"

The boy's voice became weaker.

They licked, they bit, they tore him apart into bloody bones, pieces of rotten flesh.

Wild beasts carnival incessantly.

A wisp of white smoke drifted out from the wreckage, it was the Primordial Spirit of Zifu No. 340.

For a moment, the ghost cultivators, regardless of whether they were holding meat or bones in their mouths, or gluttony that couldn't grab the meat at all, were all excited and swarmed up to grab the whining cloud god.

The primordial spirit trembled in the air, then drifted away and was swallowed by countless people.

A living person is gone in a blink of an eye.

Quan Ying was extremely chilled.In his eyes, these ghost cultivators are no longer living people, but pigs and dogs raised stupidly, cannibalizing human flesh and soul, and he himself does not know when he will become meat-eating, and lives tremblingly and ignorantly. Town", and no other wishes.

Where can I go after leaving?

After going out, I can't erase my past inhuman experience after all.

He was still feeling emotional, and suddenly felt a burst of coercion pushing away the crowd soaked in blood, and bumped straight over!

It wasn't the casual cultivator with a satisfied expression on his face, it was Yu Xian!

340 No. [-] hurriedly jumped back, dodging this strong attack, but didn't want to hear a low growl of "Aoooooooo" from behind, and it was Zou Mi who rushed up with red eyes!

Oops!was found!

Quan Ying couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, they hadn't made it to the point of taking advantage of the chaos and fleeing, how could they be so unlucky!

"Sunny!"

But Yuxian yelled: "Follow Senior Brother!"

He reached out to grab No. 340, No. 340 dodged to the side, causing him to collide with Zou Mi.

But a split second is enough for Yu Xian to see the face of No. 340 No. [-] clearly.

Not Harlequin.

But Yuxian seemed to know something, and shouted again: "I know you are not alone, come out and meet me!"

Qing Le in the book is very excited, and feels that the senior brother who is close at hand not only misses him as he remembers, but also feels that there is something else hidden in his eager eyes.

The boy trembled and shook his head, quietly grabbed Quan Ying's hand, and said softly: "Little friend, there is something wrong with this senior."

At this time, No. 340 No. [-] had already risen to the midair, chanted the mantra in a low voice, and piles of golden magic circles were born under him.

Scarlet Cloud Sect's spell.

The powerful righteous aura emanated from the young man who practiced the crooked ghost method, and there seemed to be endless turbulent waves behind him, so shocking that people couldn't move.

This suzerain Duan Lang is really very reliable, he did not encounter any accidents, what a great thing it should be.

Clanking sword sounds, the long sword was unsheathed, and a clear white light was fleeting.

Yu Xian waited for the battle, and made an offensive, still saying: "Qing Le! Come with me!"

Qingle trembled with a "woo-woo" and only hid behind Song Hui'an, unwilling to face the situation in front of her.

340 No. [-] has a dazed expression, faintly golden, half-closed pupils, full of chaos.

He is no longer No. 340 at this time, but a container for monks in the Transcending Tribulation Period to drive.

The young man's hand was like a lotus, and quickly formed countless overlapping golden seals. Following the low chanting, one after another, the seals descended overwhelmingly, like a net engulfing everyone on the ground.

The ghost cultivators who couldn't escape wailed endlessly, rolled and convulsed on the ground, and what's more, they were foaming at the mouth, already unconscious.

Duan Lang still kept his sympathy and didn't take their lives.Yuxian and Zou Mi had long since disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, Quan Ying heard a beast-like growl behind him.

No, it's behind No. 340 Five.

"Ow—!"

The tall black shadow kept yelling, and rushed towards the young man, but the young man didn't look at him at all, he raised his hands and dropped a golden lightning, splitting Zou Mi's head covered in blood, and fell to the ground.

"I don't always look good on animals," Duan Lang said coldly through the mouth of No. 340 [-], "Idiots who kill their wives and turn to the enemy are not worthy of being my opponent."

He looked at Yuxian who had risen into the air, and said slowly: "You are a good boy, but unfortunately, you followed the wrong person."

Yuxian didn't answer, but raised his sword to attack, and formed a lot of magic seals with his free hands to deal with Duan Lang's golden seals.

Duan Lang was born in the secret sect of Chiyun sect, what he has learned and used are all unique skills, even though he hasn't fought against others for many years, and he doesn't remember many techniques clearly, his moves are still extremely fast, accurate and ruthless, and he resolved the crisis in an instant.Yuxian also showed no fear on his face, did not flinch, and swung his sword to throw more and more complex seals, staring intently at Duan Lang's hands that were constantly forming seals, seeking to break them.

Two completely different mana collided together, setting off countless waves of golden light. Duan Lang's aura was vast, while Yuxian's aura was cold and elegant. The two mana forces faced each other tit for tat, and even the blood-red sky seemed to tremble a few times.

Yu Xian naturally recognized his spell, and hesitantly frowned.

Who is this man?How could there be such an advanced secret method of the Scarlet Cloud Sect?

He followed his master before, and saw Sect Master Duan perform the secret method of the sect. The unstoppable coercion was almost like this.

Quan Ying quickly grasped his demeanor, and became even more suspicious of his position.

Obviously, Yuxian didn't know much about whose neck the knife rested on. Out of helplessness, he bit the bullet and went on to pick up people in the coffin.

It's also for Qingle.

Yuxian knew that the cultivation level of the person in front of him was unfathomable, and even though he had obtained a way that did not belong to him, he was still no match for him. , In this way, it is equivalent to him facing this unidentified powerful monk alone.

If you can't attack for a long time, it is very likely that something will happen.

It doesn't matter whether he himself is dead or alive, but that silly child Qingle...

Yu Xian gritted his teeth, his eyes showed determination, he changed his long sword and drew out his bamboo chi.

Qingle opened her eyes wide and said in shock, "Senior brother! Don't..."

Yuxian is serious.

The deep chi sound sounded, as if calling for countless gold and iron horses, coming from afar.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.The chilly air suddenly gave birth to a hurricane, the grass blades rustled, and the bodies of countless monks and uprooted trees were swept up into the sky.

Even this side of the world is also invigorated.The situation changes color.

The monk in green with fluttering skirts stood between the wind and the clouds, his chirping sound became heavier and higher suddenly, like the joy of battle depicting the situation of a battle, bringing out countless swords, lights and swords.

[The author has something to say: _(з」∠)_ I don’t know if there are still little fairies watching my story now

I don’t have the energy to write alone _(з」∠)_]