[Xiu Xian] The little cute master who has a headache every day

Fu Rongyang's face was so pale that it was almost transparent. He glanced at Fu Rongzhao's blood-drenched neck, his eyes were full of pity, but the corners of his mouth were raised.He took out a bottle from his arms, took off the cork, and a pungent smell came.Holding the formula in his hand, he said in his mouth: "Brother, let's make it easier for you first."

This is the filthy blood he can find. Although it is not as good as the blood pool in the demon world, it is also the most filthy thing in the world and can pollute the spiritual energy.

To awaken the blood of the ancient clan, the blood empowerment of blood relatives is the first, cutting the scriptures and washing the marrow with the world's pure and spiritual things is the second, and the third is the least known and most dangerous method. The filth contaminates its veins.

The blood of the immortal race is extremely domineering. Once it is polluted, it will cause the blood to counterattack. It can be regarded as forcibly activating the blood, but the pain during the process is far more than the other two, and it is rarely able to survive.

Anyway, in the memory that Fu Rongyang inherited, no one in the Fu family survived.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if a person is dead, it doesn't matter how much the blood can be activated, as long as the blood is left for him.

In the best period, with the revived blood, the blood of blood relatives, he can get more and better than the previous life.

Fu Rongzhao was dizzy for a while, and the chill in his body made his teeth chatter. It should be said that he is indeed a ghost who borrowed a dead body to revive his soul. This method is really...

Fu Rongzhao was stunned suddenly.

He stared blankly at the little girl who was hugging his arm tightly, her little mouth was full of sharp teeth, and the saliva dripped down on the ground, corroding the ground into pits, and said with some difficulty: "Little girl!" precious……"

The little girl ignored Fu Rongzhao, just stared at his arm intently, as if wondering where to speak, her hair tied with a red string swayed.

Fu Rongzhao looked at Fu Rongyang, who looked greedy and eager, and said word by word, "This is... the little treasure from Aunt Zhang's family. You are the one who abducts children in the nearest city..."

He couldn't go on, he just felt his eyes were sore.

Xiaobao is the new daughter of Aunt Zhang's family. She is only one and a half years old, but she is cute at such a young age.Fu Rongzhao looked at her with a certain resemblance... That's why he always loved her a little bit.He has a gentle temperament and has always gotten along well with children, so Xiaobao has the best relationship with him. Every day he keeps calling "Brother Zhao", and even his own brother is ranked after Fu Rongzhao.

Three months ago, Xiaobao disappeared. He searched all over the city and couldn't find him.

Fu Rongzhao never expected that Xiaobao was already dead, and was still being used for such... purposes.

He was extremely angry, the blood on the side of his neck flowed more freely, and his eyes turned black for a while.

"Brother isn't stupid." Fu Rongyang raised his chin slightly, with a wild smile, and said: "These little things are worthy of death if they can be useful to me. Don't worry, brother. For the sake of you and my brother, I will definitely keep you soul." As he spoke, holding the formula in his hand, he was about to pour the bottle of blood on Fu Rongzhao's body.

Just when Fu Rongyang was so full of ambition that even the weakness in his body was ignored, a cold voice sounded behind him, saying, "Death deserved? Heh..."

Fu Rongyang was startled, who is it? !

Before he could turn his head, the blood spurted out was directly drawn back and poured heavily on his face.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" The most filthy things in the world can pollute spiritual energy, and they are no less than the most poisonous things for righteous monks.As soon as it touched the skin, Fu Rongyang felt unbearable pain.He covered his face, no longer showing off his strength just now, and screamed.

He could clearly feel that the flesh under his palm was slowly corroded by the blood, and thinking of how terrifying his face would turn into, the fear in his heart even suppressed the pain in his body.

Fu Rongyang couldn't take care of himself, he couldn't care less about the ghost babies under his control.The next moment, fierceness appeared in Guiying's eyes, and he wanted to speak to Fu Rongzhao again.However, a frightening sword intent erupted, and the ghost baby screamed, leaving Fu Rongzhao behind and fled. With a sound, he threw himself on Fu Rongyang, opened his bloody mouth and bit Fu Rongyang's arm fiercely.

Fu Rongyang was angry and frightened in his heart, these ghost babies started to bite back again, his eyeballs were red, his face didn't cover his face, and he raised his hand, and there was another stack of five thunder talismans, if Mo Yu blocked them, these ghost babies would die Under the thunder, the soul flew away.

Mo Yu didn't talk nonsense, he raised his hand and it turned into a green leather gourd. As soon as he opened his mouth, the baby ghost was put into the gourd in an instant.

This green leather gourd looks no different from the ones on the street stalls, but it has a famous name - "soul nourishing gourd".

The soul-nourishing gourd, a top-grade treasure, has the effect of nourishing the soul. Whenever the soul is damaged or the nascent baby is weak, with this thing, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

Raising his hand, there are two more sword qi, the formation is certainly not ordinary, but the people who set up the formation are too weak.

Behind Mo Yu, Mu Xuanying ran over on short legs, supported Fu Rongzhao, and stuffed the life-saving elixir into his mouth.

Fu Rongyang was so angry that his body trembled, most of his face was corroded beyond recognition by the most filthy blood, and he was no longer as beautiful as before.He glared at Mo Yu without concealing his sinister hatred, and said sharply: "Do you know who this seat is?!" How dare you spoil his important affairs!

Mo Yu's expression was indifferent, and he looked at him with cold eyes like a dead object, and said indifferently: "It's just a dead person." As he spoke, he raised his hand to strike a sword, the sword's energy pierced the air, and there was a faint sound of a dragon's chant.

Fu Rongyang's face changed, he hurriedly dodged the sword energy, rolled on the ground in embarrassment, and screamed: "Stop, stop! This seat is the disciple of the supreme demon, if you dare to do something to me, you are right!" The entire magic path declares war!!"

Disciple of the supreme demon?Didn't you just say that you are the elder Yan Dao of Jinjiang Palace, why did you change in just a while?

Mo Yu thought with a blank face, how blind is the eyes of the Supreme Demon Dao to receive you under the door!Make up a lie, at least make up a similar one.

Fu Rongyang endured the pain surging in his body, and said sharply: "If you can kill the person behind you for today's matter, I will let the past go, how about it?"

Mo Yu looked at Fu Rongyang silently, his silence was regarded as heartbeat by Fu Rongyang.

He looked at Mo Yu, a sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage, who was born so handsome, even his Taoist partner in the previous life, the young palace master of Jinjiang Palace, could not compare with him, only his master could compare with him, but this body cultivation Because it is far inferior to his master.

It's a pity, in this life, he just wants to be with Master well.

The pain under strong pressure was about to break through the confinement of the medicine, and the only way to relieve it was to take Fu Rongzhao's blood to empower it.He clenched his fists tightly, anxious, just about to say something, only to see the sword cultivator on the opposite side raise his hand and strike with a sword.

Compared with the casual sword just now, this sword has a colder meaning, and it came close in a blink of an eye. Even though Fu Rongyang tried his best to dodge, the sword energy still pierced through his chest fiercely.

Blood gushed.

Fu Rongyang spat out a big mouthful of blood with a "wow", his eyes were dimmed and he was on the verge of falling.

"You?!!" Fu Rongyang was frightened and angry, but saw the white-clothed swordsman in front of him curl his lips coldly, and said indifferently: "People are stupid and have no medicine, so let's die."

After all, he had cultivated to the stage of transforming gods in his previous life, even though his aptitude in this life was far inferior to his previous life, Fu Rongyang, who was extremely life-saving, still prepared a lot of cards for himself to escape.When he realized that he had no choice but to kill Mo Yu, and couldn't kill Brother Cheap, he felt very remorseful. He knew that he had killed Fu Rongzhao a year ago!

It's a pity that it was useless to regret, and Fu Rongyang escaped after another blow of sword energy from Mo Yu.

Fu Rongyang can be regarded as a character who can escape from the hands of sword cultivators in the Yuanying stage with a cultivation base in the Qi refining stage.

Perhaps, the Supreme Disciple of Demon Dao that he spoke of was not just talking nonsense.After all, he didn't hold back those swords, but he still escaped.

If Mo Yu went after him right away, Fu Rongyang would naturally not be able to escape.But leaving Mu Xuanying here alone, Mo Yu couldn't let it go.

It doesn't matter, next time I see you, I will cut it off directly.

Mo Yu withdrew his gaze, turned around, and his face darkened the next moment.

That Fu Rongzhao just now was meditating cross-legged, recovering his internal energy.And his family Mao Mao stood on tiptoe, crushed the elixir brought out into powder and poured it on his neck.His family, Mao Mao, was young and short, and his coat was stained with blood. The doll, who was originally as good-looking as a good-looking boy of good fortune, was so embarrassed at this time, how could Mo Yu not face black.

Mu Xuanying's temperament is kind and compassionate, and she always loves to consider others.Now that he has witnessed one of the most tragic things in the world, and put himself in the same situation, if his brother Yu was brought back from his body, he might not know how he would collapse.

So hateful!

While applying medicine to Fu Rongzhao, Mu Xuanying thought angrily.

After applying the medicine, Mu Xuanying wanted to find a bandage to wrap the wound well.As soon as he turned over his storage bag, his body felt light.

"Wait, Brother Yu." Mu Xuanying kicked her legs, "The wound hasn't been bandaged yet."

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he looked at Fu Rongzhao with some unkind eyes, he said indifferently: "Wait a minute. He was injured by a ghost, and Yin Qi entered his body. If the Yin Qi is not removed, no amount of medicine will He can't be cured."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves violently, and a burst of spiritual energy directly penetrated into Fu Rongzhao's body who was adjusting his breath.

Fu Rongzhao suddenly opened his eyes, and spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

Looking down at the arm where the black fingerprints had faded, Fu Rongzhao rubbed his painful chest and said with a wry smile, "Thank you for your help."

Although the blow just now aggravated his internal injuries a lot.

Mo Yu looked away, and said calmly: "It is Xuanying who wants to save you, and it has nothing to do with me."

Fu Rongzhao didn't think it was a pest, and said to Mu Xuanying with a smile: "Thank you, young master."

Mu Xuanying said sternly: "A chivalrous man of my generation should punish rape and eradicate evil, and draw swords to help when the road is injustice. And the person who saved you was brother Yu, I didn't do much."

Fu Rongzhao: It feels a bit subtle for such a little doll to speak heroic words in a serious manner.However, after seeing the things that ruined the three views just now, the little dolls can't be regarded as ordinary little dolls.

Speaking of which, why do ghosts really exist?

The author has something to say: The angry young leader get~

For the young leader, the most tragic thing in this world is definitely brotherhood, none of them o(╯□╰)o