After I faked my death, the magician went crazy

In the night wind, Xu Mingdao's long sideburn hair was blown, and his excellent appearance flashed by. Li Ziping was dumbfounded for a moment. The original book described the male protagonist Lang Yuexu's appearance the most. Yes, what are the unfathomable peach blossom eyes under the brows, outstanding talent and appearance, and extraordinary bearing? These are clichéd words, but they will bring unlimited imagination to people.

Otherwise, why would there be a large number of readers leaving messages asking for the hero Lang Yuexu's group cp, even praise, ma'am!How can you have the heart to let such a good-looking and tough male protagonist live alone all his life? Moxiu also has feelings.

In the end, the author was moved because of the unremitting shouting from the readers. Of course, it was mainly because of the rewards from the readers. He took the initiative to turn the male protagonist without CP into a career essay, which turned into an old-fashioned heart-wrenching essay. And to put it bluntly, readers just want to see the magnificent Lang Yuexu, who can't escape the beauty barrier, and is fascinated by the female supporting role who was killed halfway, as long as the beauty, not the country.

Unexpectedly, this kind of man who didn't know which chapter or paragraph appeared, maybe he was the same as him, a cannon fodder, and he had such a good appearance.

"What are you looking at?" The person who was concentrating on driving the horse felt the gaze from behind.

"Uh, it's nothing. Did you draw these ghosts hitting the wall?" Li Ziping withdrew his gaze, although he didn't know, why did Daoist Xu Ming have eyes behind his back?

It turns out that this town holds a sacrificial event every 20 years. In order to have more popularity, the people of the town pooled money one after another and invited monks from the Sanqing Realm to host it.

Originally, the sacrifices in this kind of town, such as the Sanqingjie, would not bother to make a special trip, but the town gave out too much money, so Xu Ming was sent to participate.

Xu Ming walked halfway, and heard that many people in the town had disappeared in the past few days. He watched Tai'an Mountain at night, and found something strange, so he first set up this formation to trap these half people.

Originally, I wanted to stay in Mount Tai'an to continue the investigation, but after receiving a sincere letter from Master Zhou of Zifu, I decided to visit first. I didn't expect to meet Li Ziping, who was like a bastard, and started a fight indiscriminately.

On the black horse, Xu Ming's slender black hair, followed by the night breeze on Li Ziping's face, he thought, the knight galloping in the night sky could not compare to the monk in front of him at this moment.

Li Ziping carefully took out the blackened hatchet from behind, thinking to himself, to make you proud, to toss the headless ghost's hair so that there is not even a hair left, which will make you proud Get a taste of "Insanely Smart."

He calmly grabbed the black strands of shiny black hair on Xu Ming's back, and was just about to strike when a sharp pain came from his head, and the same hoarse and desperate voice said, "I swear to help Langyue to the death." Xu becomes a demon! If not, the soul will fly away."

Holding the hatchet, holding his head, Li Ziping couldn't help cursing: "Damn! There's no end! This can still follow! Why don't you be so foolish!" He really wanted to cry without tears. What happened to the talisman? It was still in Ziping's body. Could it be that the talisman had penetrated into the depths of his soul?

No, no!The crux of the problem is, why is the spell in my mind still breaking out when the dog Bi Lang Yuexu is not here?Or, he stretched out his head and looked at the hand of the man in front of him holding the horse, which was white and slender under the moonlight.

I don't know if it was done on purpose by the original owner, or, after reading those jokes and the fabricated scriptures of the Zongmen, in order to delete the images in his mind that needed mosaics, the Lang Yuexu in his memory was a Zhang had a very blurry face, and when he was in the ghost market, Lang Yuexu, who was dressed in white, was wearing a golden mask, but at that time, he was lowering his head cautiously, not seeing the whole picture.

In the cattle pen of the Infernal Palace, ah!When it was the wedding, he only saw that hand and the extremely gentle "Ao Yin, did you touch your hand just now?" Afterwards, he handed the hatchet to him, and he fell into a coma until Ao Yin came in.

The voices of these two people seemed to be alike, but they seemed to be different. He didn't talk much with Daoist Xu Ming, so he wasn't sure.

Arriving at the center of the "ghost hitting the wall" formation, this is the only place where you can get out safely without destroying the formation.

When the two got off the horse, Li Ziping was distracted for a moment, but he gave the half man who was chasing after him a chance. A blood-stained hand was stretched out in front of him.

"Be careful!" Daoist Xu Ming drew out his sword, and after a burst of cold light sword energy, the extremely sharp long sword did not cut off the half-human's hand, but hit the half-human's left chest with the tip of the sword.

Li Ziping didn't have time to stop it. When he grabbed the hilt, the tip of the sword had penetrated into the body of the half-human. He roared: "Why is this? Some of them have just transformed, and maybe they can be saved. You only set up formations at the beginning, not Isn’t killing them also out of kindness?”

Watching a living "person" fall down is different from watching a dead soul die in the ghost market. The hatchet dealt with this group of half-humans.

"I wasn't sure at the beginning, but now I'm sure they're hopeless. I heard from the old housekeeper that you were thrown into Mount Tai'an a few days ago and fainted. After being sent back by your servants, the town died shortly after. Some people are missing, if they are found here in Mount Tai'an, your suspicion will be even greater."

"Go home! I want to go home! I can't find a home!" A group of half-people gathered around again, howling dryly with a dry voice.

go home?Li Ziping rubbed his head, what Ziping said when he made a wish to Zhinv was to make those who bullied him and sister never find a home.

Some of these people can only walk on their stomachs. It seems that they have been lost all the time, but the subconscious in their minds cannot stop and must move forward. When the two legs can no longer stand upright, they use two hands instead of legs to move forward. , That's why they saw that some half-humans can still walk normally, some can only lie on their stomachs, and some half-humans even rubbed off half of their body because they were lying on their stomachs, leaving only bones .

He originally thought that Zhinv tricked people away and ate them, but he didn't expect to become a half-human. No wonder, he was still thinking that this Zhinv only cares about quantity, not quality. people.

Could it be that she wanted these half-humans to run into the town after they lost control, and the whole town would be filled with neither humans nor ghosts. Fortunately, Daoist Xu Ming was killed halfway and set up a formation.

Taoist Xu Ming flicked his sleeves and threw out his long sword. Although this sword was ordinary, after being infused with spiritual power, it hovered in midair and emitted a faint blue light.

The half people gathered around were all attracted by this light, and slowly raised their heads to look at the sword.

"Condensing Qi into Sword, Scattering Mist and Flowers." Daoist Xu Ming flipped his palm over, and the long sword hanging in mid-air also flipped over, and several blue sword Qi splashed out from the blade, hitting the heart of the half-human .

In an instant, half of the people fell down. Li Ziping looked dejectedly at the black, short, and rough hatchet in his hand. If he had known this move, he should have tried it, but he didn't know if the original owner's cultivation would work. It seems that I still have to find time to pick up this skill well, and I can't forget my roots.

Xu Ming put away his sword, pulled his horse, and walked towards the big tree in the "ghost hitting the wall" array. In the middle of the tree was the familiar "ghost hitting the wall" spell.

Xu Ming bit his finger, and was about to untie them. The magic circle in his body did not expect that the round talisman, which was originally carved, gradually gave off a burnt smell, and its shape also changed from a circle to a square. In the square pattern, several silver needles are shot out.

"careful!"

Standing behind him, Li Ziping couldn't see it. He just felt how Daoist Xu Ming was dawdling. He saw several cold lights coming towards him.

He raised the hatchet, turned it around, and the silver needle that hit the knife surface rustled to the ground.

Daoist Xu Ming put away his sword and picked up the hidden weapon. It is non-toxic, just an ordinary silver needle. It seems that the purpose is to use the hidden weapon to make a surprise attack when he comes to solve the formation.

To be able to secretly modify the "ghost hitting the wall" formation without being discovered by others, this person must also be a monk, and his cultivation level is not low.

Li Ziping coughed lightly, and patted Taoist Xu Ming on the shoulder: "The community animal understands you, but you are not likable. I thought you were just not popular, but I didn't expect someone to kill you."

Daoist Xu Ming's originally dark blue robe was already a little wrinkled after several tosses. He hired him to smooth his sleeves unnaturally, and murmured: "No...isn't it flattering?"

Li Ziping saw the other party's low spirits, and wanted to slap himself twice. After all, other people were also his saviors, so why couldn't he control his mouth?

"Actually, not at all. You look so... not good!" Li Ziping finally remembered Zhou Chengren who was still on horseback, and the headless ghost. If you untie it for them, you must still be wandering around here. If you run into that black-hearted monk, it may be a disaster.

Now that the formation has changed, and the formation is in the middle, it is not impossible to find it, but it will take some time, but the headless ghost may not be able to wait, if one of the talismans is destroyed at will, half-humans will scurry around , It is the people in the town who suffer.

The only way now is for the two of them to use their spiritual power to break through the formation together without destroying the formation. Li Ziping pinched the injured finger of Daoist Xu Ming and probed with his spiritual sense. It turned out to be unfathomable!

Daoist Xu Ming turned his head to look at him in puzzlement. He was too busy probing the other party's foundation, and unknowingly, his fingers reached into the palm of his hand, and he turned into a gesture of two people holding each other. There is an indescribable sense of discord between the tall Daoist and a handsome young man.

Li Ziping shuddered, and quickly let go, he watched, since the spiritual power of Daoist Xu Ming is unfathomable, he can probably ignore it, the two of them neutralize and neutralize just right!

"Well, I'll borrow something from you!"

"What?"

"Spiritual power."

Daoist Xu Ming withdrew his sword, and there were still half people haunting the area. If he sat in meditation and passed on spiritual power to him, it might take a moment. Unexpectedly, the other party actually lifted up the finger he had just bitten off to break the formation, and kissed it...

Two pieces of slightly cool lips @lips lightly touched the wound on the finger, as if they were tasting the traces of blood. Between the lips and teeth, spiritual power had already flowed into Li Ziping's body.

The author has something to say:

I finally made it up. I am too tired. I haven't mastered the skills of quick code words. I always write, delete and delete. I will sort out the outline first, and I will double update it tomorrow.I hope this book will make a lot of progress~ You can follow the V, and you need 500 collections for the V, come on and rush~~ Seeing the little angels here, you think it’s called tearing up the story book and I became a sick girl It would be better for Bai Yueguang to call it the Cannon Fodder Self-Help Manual.