[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

Do you understand the master's affairs?The three-headed dragon suppressed the suspicion in his heart, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"I'm afraid you're not doing something good if you act behind his back? If you stole the relic, who do you want to give it to?"

"Who do you want to give it to?" Sanshoujiao raised his voice and repeated the originally plain question, as if someone had spit on his face, and his heart was full of samadhi, "I just think you don't like it. , I don’t want your Black Lotus Sect to succeed, what’s wrong? I can’t make some contributions to the Three Realms, so I’m not worthy of great love?”

"Cough, as far as I know, you really don't have one." Jingli said so, the hostility in his eyes disappeared without a trace.

"What are you talking about..." The three dragons were stunned, as if they had been poked into their hearts, and let out a sullen voice from their throats: "Who do you think you are worthy of judging me? If you don't say anything, you will die!"

"It doesn't matter who I am," Jingli didn't attack, his eyes swept low-key and keenly around, and he reached into his sleeve to hold a piece of gold token, revealing half of it so that the three Jiaojiao could see it, "the important thing is What do I believe in."

The shining token came into sight, and the pupils of the three dragons shrank suddenly—this is the order of the king of the West Sea, and I saw it from Ao Moang during the past few days on standby in the West Sea. Internal response?

boom--

There was a loud noise under the peak, and even the mirror-smooth Tianchi water rippled anxiously. The two of them were stunned. When they turned their heads, they saw the collapsed rubble and the yellow dust There are many.

"The eyes are clear." The delicate female voice pierced through the reverberation of the aftershocks, and came from the inside of Tianchi like a whitewash.

Seeing Feng Yunyao's sudden appearance, Jingli hurriedly put the golden order in his sleeve back, "How come the saint is here?"

Feng Yunyao's eyes stopped on the three-headed Jiao who was pretending to be an upright monk, then she turned to Jingli and said with a smile, "I'll take care of Jingli, leave the rest to me."

Hearing such a sentence hidden in a smile, the three dragons sandwiched between Feng Yunyao and Jingli were terrified, and they couldn't care less about wondering what the huge movement at the bottom of the peak had to do with it, so they forced their expressions, "Beauty, don't come here and be safe, Today's release...could it be called 'Please enter the urn'?"

Feng Yunyao smiled without saying a word, men in black with weapons had already surrounded her from all directions.

In an instant, several thoughts sifted through the heads of the three dragons, and he rushed to Jingli's back and hooked his claws around his neck. For some reason, Jingli was caught by his strength, and his feet staggered, even struggling. Before he had time, he became a hostage under his claws.

"Little beauty, it's no fun to kill a fish and break a net."

Feng Yunyao smiled nonchalantly, "I don't negotiate terms with the lost dog."

"What bereaved dog?" The three-headed Jiao was inexplicable, but instinctively sensed something terrible from this ominous word, and felt his heart suddenly lost control, jumping around in a panic in his chest.

"Hahaha..." Feng Yunyao lowered her eyebrows and covered her mouth, "Did you hear the loud noise just now? It was the death knell of your master, he and Sister Ao should have been blown to pieces by the wind, fire and thunder, right? Oh no, Yang Jian's body is sanctified, the vajra is not bad, and he can leave a whole body."

Jingli flickered, but she didn't fall down with the strength of the three Jiaojiao, "Didn't the holy lady say that you won't kill Yang Jian?"

"I didn't kill him, did you see me kill him? He insisted on courting death himself, and I can't even stop him."

The face of the three-headed Jiao is bleak - since Feng Yunyao forcibly lifted the seal, he can no longer perceive the power of his master like before, and he has no way to verify the truth of Feng Yunyao's words, but the reaction of the eyes under the claws is invisible The fear in the depths of his consciousness deepened.

Is something really wrong with the master?What is the identity of Jingli?Where are Sun Wukong and the others?What should I do next?

In the chaotic scene, Sanshoujiao's self-knowledge and rationality prevailed, and he clearly realized that he did not have the time and ability to rearrange the plan, at least to complete the things on his mind, and not to pay attention to those difficult to distinguish between true and false. The news and the hearts of friends and foes are unpredictable.Having made up his mind, he suddenly pushed Jingli towards the man in black on the side of the Tianchi Lake, leaped and turned over by himself, took a few stabs, and submerged into the water of the Tianchi Lake.

Immediately, half of the men in black jumped down, and the other half surrounded the crumbling eye calendar with swords drawn.

"Aunt Sheng is blaming me for my lack of cooperation?"

Feng Yunyao changed her usual coquettish smile, as if a layer of mask had been removed from her pretty and pale face, leaving only the emotionless skin, "Kingli's good acting skills have deceived everyone, even the Buddha I believe you."

Now that things are going on, Jingli probably doesn't want to continue acting anymore, "The holy aunt is too famous. In terms of acting, I still have a long way to go. Just now, the holy aunt made the three Jiaos suspect that I conspired with you to set a trap. It's really wonderful." pole."

"The Holy Envoy of the Black Lotus is good at being an undercover agent, only because of his superb disguise technique, and you are really capable of making everyone not really suspect you while covering yourself tightly."

Jingli shook her head slowly, as if it took a lot of strength to keep standing, "But I'm still caught by you, how did you see through?"

Feng Yunyao looked indifferently, and looked at Jingli almost sadly, "You are not injured at all, you were backlashed by Heilian, and you were almost dead by the backlash."

Jingli half-closed her eyes, as if she was temporarily speechless, and also as if she was surprised by her insight, "The symptoms of backlash are almost the same as those of internal injuries, and it is extremely difficult to distinguish. If you can find my flaws, there must be another reason... "He suddenly stopped, and then his eyes behind the mask showed a trace of surprise, "Unless... don't you also..."

"Master of Eyes," Feng Yunyao interrupted him, "Who is that you behind the mask?"

Havoc in Lingshan

"Who is the you behind the mask?"

Feng Yunyao didn't need Jingli's answer at all, before she finished speaking, her figure floated out, and the next moment, she pinched the lower edge of the mask precisely, and her fingertips touched his sharp and tight jaw.

A golden light flashed in front of his eyes, which made people's eyes hurt, and the powerful zhenqi was wrapped in a bit of arrogance and rushed towards Feng Yunyao's face.Feng Yunyao was horrified, but she didn't dare to be the sharpest one, she retreated swiftly, fortunately she didn't get hurt.

Her complexion did not change, but her heart was still terrified by the sudden incident just now, she looked coldly at the yellow-shirted monk who descended from the sky, and hummed, "Who are you?"

Looking at the entire Black Lotus Sect, there are only a few who can make a name for themselves in kung fu. Where have I heard of such a monk with superb skills, he must not be a member of his own sect.

The yellow-shirted monk carelessly supported his somewhat hunched eyelids, and the compelling light in his eyes gave people the illusion of illuminating the dawn.

"What a witch! Look carefully, do you recognize your grandpa grandson!"

Feng Yunyao yelled in her heart, she had no time to be horrified, so she braced herself and confronted the legendary Ruyi Golden Cudgel, the shadow of a thousand sticks and the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks dangled in front of her eyes, making her tease the other party like a cat There is no distraction in his attitude.

Jing Li, who was rescued from Feng Yunyao's claws, was not much better, and immediately fell into the siege of men in black.These men in black seem to be stronger than ordinary yellow-clothed monks, but even though they are loyal to Feng Yunyao, they are not fools who strike a stone with an egg. They know that they will die if they rub the golden cudgel, so they simply don't go to the fire with moths. I only concentrate on picking up the soft persimmon of Jingli.

Beads of blood dripped from the lower edge of the exquisite black gold mask, and the stain on the snow-white front was particularly glaring. His eyes had survived in distress and danger, and his slender body was almost submerged in the shadow of ruthless swords and swords.

With the sound of splashing water, Jingli felt that the pressure of the men in black besieging him was suddenly released, and he staggered and fell collapsed.The Buddha's light suddenly appeared, covering his whole body in a hemispherical magic circle for protection.Jingli blinked away the blur in his vision, and saw a golden dragon dancing in mid-air, on top of which was a golden-armored and red-robed arhat, beating the men in black back again and again with his bare hands.

By the Tianchi Lake, the three Jiaojiao rolled onto the shore, wet all over, their fronts bulging, obviously carrying a bag of things.

There are a lot of ambushes at the bottom of Tianchi, just when Sanshoujiao thought he was about to die in Huangquan, a golden arhat who suddenly appeared from the bottom of the pond rescued him, repelled the underwater ambush familiarly, and fought with him They worked together to find something that was hidden deep, and sent him to the shore with his whole beard and tail—such a beautiful thing, the three-headed dragon had never encountered it in his dreams.

call out--

Before he could catch his breath, the muscles all over his body tightened suddenly, but before he could dodge it with force, a hidden weapon had already pierced into his chest.

The three-headed Jiao groaned in pain, fell to the ground in the shape of "big", and closed its eyes.

This side, Sun Wukong and Feng Yunyao fought half-seriously and half-slackedly. They wanted to see what the famous Holy Lady of the Black Lotus Sect was capable of. Unexpectedly, due to my negligence, she let her desperately shoot a hidden weapon right under his nose. Immediately, her brows were on fire, and before she could close her momentum, she turned around and swung the stick very quickly and hit her on the back of the waist, sending people directly into the Tianchi Lake like a sea of ​​dead fish, splashing high water.

Sun Wukong squinted at the bloodshot eyes in the water, his face flashed with compassion, his ears twitched slightly, then he turned his head, blinked his golden eyes, and then made a beautiful somersault in the air, blocking a person in front of you.

"Three-headed Jiao, where are you sneaking to?"

The three-headed flood dragons dressed up by monks were stopped by Dou Shengfo, who dared to force their way, so they had to stand obediently.A short piece of golden hairpin was exposed on his chest, and his clothes were slightly stained with blood. He looked pitiful, as if he had been stumped by Monkey King.

"I heard that there is something wrong with the master, Xiaojiao has to go and have a look."

"See you just fell down,