Daoist, I am married

"Chenxiangwu? It turned out to be Chenxiangwu..."

"That Chenxiangwu that slays demons?"

As soon as these words came out, most people knew that this matter was very human-friendly and left one after another.

Only a few demented people are still looking at the beauty, looking forward to spending a spring night with the beauty.

Cutting off the curtain that was wrapped up again, Buye snorted and laughed: "Old man Bai is still entangled with Chenxiangwu. However, Chenxiangwu trash can be regarded as a bit smart."

Ming Cong had no intention of talking nonsense with him at all, and attacked him with a sword when he finished his first sentence.

"You are not my opponent." Buye caught his move, and cut off the thick veil that was constantly entangled, "What the hell is this he-mother!"

Ming Cong hooked the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were full of chills: "Don't speak too early."

"Hmph, small tricks!" Buye raised the black long sword in his hand, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the black sword body faded from the darkness, revealing a row of black copper coins shining with cold light.

Ming Cong's eyes flashed, and Chitose Qian finally appeared.

The white long sword collided with the shining thousand-year-old money, sparking out of the collision, Buye took a look at the long sword in Ming Cong's hand: "What's the relationship between old man Bai and you?"

"You don't need to know." After the cold voice fell, several talismans fell in all directions around, and golden lights shone on the small round platform, which was the Shefo Formation.

The arrogant expression on Buye's face paused, revealing a trace of doubt: "Who are you?" He reported himself to Chen Xiang, but he had practiced Qingluo Kung Fu. He had slept for decades, and Qingluo Chenxiang had a good relationship with each other. law?

Shefo Formation, Qingluo's most common formation, is also the most effective formation against lustful spirits.This array is dedicated to purifying all kinds of distracting thoughts, love, hate, greed, hatred, emotions and desires. The more profound the desires in the body, the greater the power of this array.

Of course, even if the low-level formations can counteract Lust Spirits, it is difficult to subdue and eliminate them, especially the Nightmare that has become a demon.

However, if combined with the Chitose Coin in Buye's hands, this formation will be invincible.

So Ming Cong has been watching since Buye showed the thousand-year-old money, just waiting for an opportunity, and Buye has become a turtle in the urn.

The question he wanted to know couldn't be answered, and he almost got hit by a sword. He also knew that nonsense was useless, so he stopped ink stains and tried his best to get rid of this annoying boy.

The black aura covered Qiantui Qianliancheng's sword, and he swung it vigorously without night, and the long sword was thrown out of a long chain in an instant, turning into a thousand-year-old whip.

The long whip is more flexible than the long sword, and it is difficult for Ming Cong to get close to him for a while.Seeing that Bu Ye was breaking off the still tangled curtain, Ming Cong applied spiritual power to the talisman paper pasted in advance.

Large and small Qingluo seals rose from the formation, accompanied by Qingluo's unique Ming Heart Sutra ringing in his ears over and over again.

Buye swayed and was slightly disturbed by the formation, and the thousand-year-old whip in his hand was temporarily entangled by the curtain and was difficult to pull out.

It's now.

Bai Yishan stabbed straight at Buye's hand holding the thousand-year-old whip, but Buye struggled to free himself before he was stabbed, and the thousand-year-old whip fell out of his hand.

Ming Cong breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and was about to put away the thousand-year-old whip, when a shadow flashed aside, but someone got the thousand-year-old whip before him.

The man still had a shiny forehead in such weather, holding the millennium whip that he had just snatched in his hand, and looked at Ming Cong with pain and guilt in his eyes, but there was no trace of regret.

Ming Cong looked at him, except for the surprise that the Chitose Whip was snatched at the beginning, there was not much surprise in his eyes at this time.With a calm face, he made a condition to He Shouwu: "Make a deal."

He Shouwu shook his head, with more grief in his eyes: "It's too late."

Ming Cong looked at him and his eyes turned cold: "Then have you thought about others? Have you thought about the support of the tens of thousands of people in the South China Sea?"

"Heh," He Shouwu chuckled, "Don't be kidding, you know me well, don't you? I have never seen ordinary people in my eyes."

Ming Cong looked at him silently, with a disappointed expression.

"Can't you?" He Shouwu said again, "If it were you, you would too."

During the speech, Buye had already broken free from the control of the formation, and a cloud of black air hit He Shouwu.

He Shouwu swung his stick away, jumped down the stands backwards, smiled at Ming Cong, moved his mouth, turned and left.

With a single curse, Buye broke another veil: "Where did the crazy monk come from!"

Ming Onion didn't move in place.

"Hey! The thing is no longer with me, what are you doing in a daze, chase after it!" Buye shouted at Mingcong.

Ming Cong glanced at him: "There are other things between us."

Without the thousand-year-old money, Ming Cong could only use the formation to delay him for a while.

Buye has no magic weapon, is constrained by the formation, and has to take care of the curtain that pops up from time to time, so he can't escape for a while.He could only soften his tone and try to communicate with Ming Cong.

"You're doing it for the little beauty. You can save him if you want me to. You help me find the thousand-year-old money first."

Ming Cong snorted: "There is another way to save him." He raised his sword and pulled out an extremely fast sword flower, "Kill you."

"Hey!" Buye stretched out his hand to block it, cut off the curtain in his hand with the sword energy of Ming Cong, and surrounded it with a new curtain, and a vein popped out on his forehead, "What the hell is this!"

The two fought for a long time, and Buye had already been scratched several times. Although it was not a big deal to him, the Shepherd formation under his feet was the most troublesome for him. Even if the formation was small, he would still have vitality Big injury.

"Okay," Buye stretched out his hand to pinch the tip of the Ming Cong sword, "That person just now is not easy to deal with, we can cooperate to get back the thousand-year-old coin first. As for later, I promise to lend it to you for a while."

Ming Cong finally stopped the offensive, and said: "Then prove your sincerity first, and cancel the mark."

"Okay," Buye shook his head helplessly, "But the little beauty must be very hot on the bed, are you willing?" He winked at Ming Cong as he said, his teasing expression was beyond words.

Ming Cong raised his sword again, hooked the corners of his mouth: "It should not be as hot as you last night."

Thinking of the swollen-faced man on the bed last night, Buye's face turned pale, but he still waved his hands and nodded at Ming Cong: "Don't be impulsive, cancel it immediately."

Ming Cong stopped and pointed his sword at him.

Buye sighed regretfully, a cloud of black air appeared in the palm of his hand, and then squeezed hard, the black air dissipated.

"Okay." Buye signaled that he could remove the sword.

Ming Cong withdrew his sword, jumped towards the attic not far away, and left a word by the way.

"I'll see you at the city gate tomorrow at Maoshi."

"You, untie this thing for me first!" Buye shouted while grabbing the curtain.

After he finished shouting, the curtain in his hand pulled back instantly.He watched helplessly as the curtain changed its appearance, turning into a mass of black and white, thread?Or fluff?

Buye closed his eyes, feeling that the four or fifty years of sleep would be fast, but when he opened his eyes again, he was completely out of touch with the outside world.Thinking about him strengthened his determination that he would never be sealed again.

Ming Cong, who returned to the attic, first looked at Zi Lin who was guarding the door, and Zi Lin nodded at him: "Still asleep."

Ming Cong opened the door, looked at the person lying quietly on the bed, heaved a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face softened instantly.

Zilin closed the door winkingly, although some people could not accept that someone as handsome as the young master did not belong to her, but she was indeed not as good as Mr. Jin.

Really can't compare, in all aspects.

First, no one has a good parent, then, no one has money, and then, no one has talent.

Hey, in this short day, she felt that she had taken too many blows.

As an oiran, when she was ordered away by the big boss, she was full of beauty and wished she could float when she walked. However, when she heard what the boss asked him to do and did as required, she began to doubt her gender.

"Is that so?" Jin Ze raised his hand and asked.

At this time, he was doing movements compared to Zilin's posture, with his toes lightly raised, and his body leaning back in a graceful arc, revealing a graceful neck, which made Zilin unable to move her eyes away. It's so standard, she's ready to teach a movement all day.

"My lord, you really haven't learned it before? Your posture is too... accurate." It's pretty.

Jin Ze raised his head: "...I was probably born with it?"

Zi Lin, who has practiced hard since she was a child: "..." I can't even get jealous.

However, looking at Mr. Ming who was about to eat her, she chose to teach the next move.

"In this way, turn around, and then, get up~" Zilin pulled a hanging strap, her body flexibly swung up against the strap, and then fell, her legs were raised back high, almost reaching her forehead.

Jin Ze frowned and looked at it, then shook the belt in his hand, leaped into the air neatly, flew around his body, and tried to lift his legs after falling.

However, he forgot that the rope in his hand could not support him, so he raised his leg and fell forward.

Zilin groaned, and was about to reach out to pull her, but someone was one step ahead of her, and instantly appeared in front of Jinze and supported him.

Jin Ze was a little dazed by the rope shaking, grabbed Ming Cong's clothes, shook his head, and said, "It's okay, let's continue."

Ming Cong patted his lower back, and wiped the sweat from his brow with the other hand: "No rush, take your time."

Kanazawa squeezed his hand and responded: "Don't worry." By the way, he winked.

"Yeah." Thinking of that extraordinarily flexible and soft figure, Ming Cong returned Jinze with an inexplicable smile.

Zilin: "..." What is she doing here?

The practice continued, and Zilin climbed up with one leg hooked to the ribbon a few times, and then her waist softened, and she completed a lower back.

Jin Ze did as he did, he didn't have too many skills and could only rely on some force, one or two steps to wrap the ribbon in mid-air, and then leaned back.

He saw Daoist Ming who was staring at him seriously upside down, and couldn't help but pouted at him.Serious Daoist Ming is so pretty.

Ming Cong smiled back at him.

Zilin: "..." Is this flirting over yet?

No, she is blind now.

The more difficult movements are basically completed, and then the basic footwork, Zilin shouted the beat and did the movements: "If you step on the beat well, there is basically no difficulty."

Jin Ze nodded and followed his steps. However, his movements could be quickly remembered by relying on his strong memory, so the rhythm was a bit chaotic, and he almost tripped himself after following Zilin one, two, three, four.