The rules of survival of the magic stick

"Come on, let's talk about why you have the poison of Baixiangge on your body."

Warm smoke rose from the incense burner, mahogany chairs, Zixuan windows, and the little monk who was kneeling on the carpet and almost fainted.

With the same low voice and expressionless face as before, Gongyifu was still wearing the brocade-patterned cassock, holding the black gold Zen staff in his left hand, sitting there quietly, the coercion he released made the little boy in front of him The monk couldn't help shaking like a sieve.

Gongyifu's face is already the appearance of a celestial being, the most amazing thing is that his eyes have turned into a brilliant purple, but what is hidden inside is a terrifying and fierce aura.

When he was meditating early this morning, he suddenly heard a commotion outside the window. He peeped out and was surprised to find that the commotion outside was caused by the people from Baixiang Pavilion searching. Gong Yifu instantly remembered the person who had escaped, and his heart skipped a beat. .

Oops! !

But why did the people from Baixiang Pavilion come so quickly?

In just a split second, the atmosphere around Gongyifu seemed to be frozen, as cold as the twelfth lunar month. After his pupils were constricted, the clearly visible purple gradually blurred his pupils, and the entire pupils had turned dark purple.

There must be ghosts inside, but what would Tang Su, who is somewhere now, think when he sees the person who arrived so quickly?

The feeling of suffocation surged again, as long as he thought of this possibility, his heart could not help but twitch slightly, and the uncomfortable emotion appeared in the atrium for the first time, which made him a little baffled and at the same time a little at a loss.

"Aren't you going to say it yet?" Gongyi Fu looked at the little monk who clenched his lips and refused to say a word, and lightly struck down his Zen staff. In an instant, there was wind outside the window!Rolling up the bamboo leaves and tearing them until they floated into the air, the inside of the house was suddenly squeezed by an indescribable pressure, as if the entire space of the house was suddenly compressed!

The little monk who was kneeling on the ground was dripping with cold sweat, and was about to pass out.

However, the high-ranking person just stood there without saying a word, and the coercion became higher and higher. If this continues, this little monk will definitely be crushed out of thin air.

Sure enough, for a moment, the little monk's unwillingness to die overcame everything, he opened his lips tremblingly, and uttered two extremely weak words: "I say"

Heaven and hell were in the blink of an eye. Gongyifu struck his Zen stick again, and the pressure in the room disappeared instantly. The sudden relaxation caused the little monk to collapse on the ground, but the first thing he said was: "Tang Su'an must die."

His eyes were dull, and he murmured out another sentence: "Otherwise everything will be impossible."

When Gongyifu immediately realized that this person was abnormal, the little monk suddenly laughed like a maniac, his expression was completely different from his previous timidity: "You can't stop all of this!! He must die! Tang Su'an must die Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!"

His ferocious laughter suddenly stopped, as if he had pressed the still button, and he saw bright red blood slowly flowing out of the little monk's mouth and nose, and the blood flowed more and more. The most frightening thing was that his eye sockets also slowly Blood flowed slowly.

The blood stained the carpet, and the little monk's eyes rolled up crazily. When Gong Yifu frowned at his pulse, he died quickly.

Gongyifu looked at the little monk carefully, only to realize that his internal organs had been completely melted in just a few seconds! !

This is when the little monk died before he had time to close his eyes, the whites of his eyes were covered with horrible bloodshot eyes, his pupils were dilated, and he was staring at the sky dully.

He murmured Amitabha and covered his eyes with his hands.

After getting up, he realized that he didn't have so much time. This little monk was obviously being charged by someone, and killing a living being was a serious crime, let alone using such a vicious method to kill a person's life.

Tang Su'an will die. He remembered what he had said to that young man.

You are short-lived.

No, he will not die.

The first sentence that appeared in my mind was absolute denial, as if something would collapse as long as I admitted that the young man would leave this world without a sound in the future, my heart lost its rhythm in an instant, calm as him, also It was rare for him to be dazed, Gongyifu pursed his thin lips, lowered his eyelashes, the purple in his pupils was slowly fading, and turned into black like a deep pool again.

This matter is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface.

Who is the person behind the little monk?What is the purpose of that person?Why must Tang Su'an be killed?

So Tang Su'an will not die, nor can he die, because to a certain extent, Tang Su'an may be the answer to all this.

Gongyifu ignored the disturbed rhythm in his heart, quickly smoothed out the logical relationship, and found a logical reason for himself to protect him. He already knew the reason, but he didn't know that Tang Where is Su?

It is necessary to summon Mo Yu.

On the other side, the black-robed man ran fast with the natural power of grabbing two with one hand, and the tone of his voice said that he was flying rather than flying, and the whole person with his footsteps on the ground ran out of afterimages, although Han Xu's force value exploded , but because he is accustomed to using heavy weapons such as the Saber, his speed is not so satisfactory.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and it was Baixiangge's men chasing after him, but the black-robed man was not panicked, he first looked down at Tang Su who was in a daze, laughed lowly, and flicked his fingers a few times. A silver needle glowing with silver light appeared in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, he didn't even turn his head when he heard the muffled thumping sound of a person falling to the ground behind him.

Except for confronting Han Xu head-on, the other bastards in Baixiang Pavilion can be regarded as very easy to solve.

The man in black looked around, then looked down at Tang Su who had his eyes closed, and sighed, now that he was almost at his destination, he was really reluctant to let him go.

There was nothing he could do, but he had to do it, and there was only so much he could help.

But God knows that when he knew that Tang Su'an was still alive, he was almost ecstatic, and seeing this warm body again after so many years made his heart tremble along with it.

In the end he had to be let go.

It was a sea of ​​bamboo, the dense bamboo grove was higher than ordinary people's common sense, the lush bamboo leaves almost covered the sky like thick branches, and the light was dim under the bamboo, I don't know what there is.

The destination has arrived.

The black-robed man ran into the bamboo forest in a flash, and looked at Tang Su reluctantly. After putting Tang Su down, he couldn't help it in the end. He rubbed his robe gently with his fingers, his eyes So lingering and nostalgic, the tone is tolerant and distressed.

"you lost weight."

Tang Su'an's high spirits had long since disappeared.

Times have changed, as long as he lives.