Sword Intent Ling Ran

"Huh!" Just as Xiao Mohan showed a satisfied smile, the baby-faced monk next to him suddenly let out a hey, and the two turned their heads to look at him immediately.

It turned out that the leader of the blood clan saw that the situation was not good, and made a gesture quietly, and all the blood clan turned into flying bats, flapping their wings and trying to escape.

Bai Zhuo saw Xiao Mohan's sword just now, and he also wanted to show off his ability, so he threw the jade in his hand and murmured: "Ruyi Ruyi, follow my heart, big and big!"

Yu Ruyi swelled instantly to be extremely huge, and the treatment of the paladins before also fell on the vampires. The huge Yu Ruyi crushed those vampires who were trying to fly away. No matter where those vampires tried to fly, Yu Ruyi would They suddenly moved to the top of their heads, and even turned their bodies flexibly.

Bai Zhuo nodded in satisfaction, he patted the gourd on his waist, and said: "Baby gourd, it's up to you, go."

With a soft reprimand, the gourd wobbled up from Bai Zhuo's waist, and wobbled towards the group of bats flapping their wings. After a while, all the bats were swallowed by Bai Zhuo's precious gourd, and Bai Zhuo retracted it. The gourd shook, and there was the sound of splashing water in the gourd, vaguely mixed with the screams of bats: "Didn't fellow daoist say to go to Qiushui Zhenren's place before, let's go, stay for a long time, I'm afraid of these little monsters They will be melted by my gourd."

"This gourd is alive, can it still eat monsters?" Zhou Jinyan asked curiously.

Xiao Mohan laughed immediately, and Bai Zhuo was stunned for a while and then laughed again: "This little friend is really interesting, my gourd is a magic weapon I refined, it can absorb demons and transform demons, of course it is not wrong to say that eating it .”

Zhou Jinyan suddenly realized that he had made another oolong, he smiled awkwardly, didn't say much, and drove directly to Qiushui with a group of people.

He found Qiushui's office familiarly. This time, Qiushui finally didn't turn on the computer and do things outside the rules. At this time, there was a picture scroll in front of him. Qiushui was staring at the picture scroll and frowning, thinking about something. When the door of the office opened, The picture scroll automatically rolled up and jumped into the pen holder next to it. Zhou Jinyan could vaguely see that there seemed to be mountains and rivers painted on the picture scroll.

"Ah, Fellow Daoist Xiao, Young Master Zhou, you..." Qiu Shui originally got up to greet the two of them, but when he saw a group of people following them, and Bai Zhuo was throwing bats out, and finally knocked the bottom of the gourd, I'm afraid that the mouth of the gourd is narrow, and some of the bat spirits will get stuck.

"That's right." Zhou Jinyan stepped forward and explained to Qiu Shui. The more he heard Qiu Shui frowned, he finally nodded and looked at the paladin and the blood clan.

"Before the Holy See told me that you came here just to persuade the Holy Son to come back, but Young Master Zhou didn't want to go with you at all. At that time, I said, you should go back, but your Holy See said that you want to try again. Because the Holy Son is very important to you, I promised you to stay."

Savia pursed her lips, with an unpleasant expression on her face: "Sorry, Mr. Qiushui, we were the ones who were rude."

Qiu Shui reached out and touched his chin: "You are causing trouble in the territory of China, and you have caused misunderstandings among the monks in China. I can only send you back. This is also for your safety. You have also seen that the boundary of China is more chaotic than you imagined. I don't have that much energy to keep you safe, and I don't think the Pope wants you elites to sacrifice casually."

"Lord Qiushui said yes." Savia knew that it was useless to continue, and what Qiushui said was right, the territory of China was too dangerous for them, so he didn't intend to argue: "But Shengyu and Shengzi still stay in China , we will not give up."

"Ah, if I find the holy metaphor you mentioned, I will send it to you." Qiu Shui said indifferently, and then he looked at the pile of bats on the ground and said: "As for the blood race who stole, all of you except being In addition to being deported, I am afraid they will have to pay a smuggling fine as compensation for disturbing public order."

A bat turned into a human form with a bang, and it was the leader of the previous blood race. He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Why, we are also here to communicate, business exchanges, are you country Z trying to engage in racial discrimination?"

"Our party doesn't do it, but we do. Your blood is carrying a virus that is susceptible to infection, and we have long been listed as special immigration personnel. Once you enter the country, we need to take care to prevent infection. I don't know how many ordinary people have been infected by smuggling this time. , If the inspector monks hadn’t discovered it early, we would have been in a lot of trouble, and besides, your blood clan is not short of money, so it should be our hard work.” Qiushui Daoist said calmly, waved his hand, and the blood clan and his party directly I don't know where it was swept by a gust of wind.

The rest of the people were dumbfounded by such a cheeky plunder. Savia and his party also knew that they could not get any benefits from Shang Qiushui, so they obediently left by themselves, so as not to be swept away like garbage like the vampires. That would be too embarrassing .

Soon after Bai Zhuo registered, he also bid farewell to the two, leaving only Qiu Shui and Xiao Zhou in the office.

"Brother Qiushui, what is going on here, I wanted to ask you before, Jinyan, how did you get involved with the Holy See in the western region, and what kind of holy son did you become, and Jinyan, you didn't tell me this Something." When the office quieted down, Xiao Mohan asked directly.

Qiu Shui glanced at Zhou Jinyan in surprise: "Why, didn't Mr. Zhou tell you? When you disappeared five years ago, this group of people from the Western Region somehow entered the Divine Barrier. Those paladins from the Holy See And the bishop, after seeing Mr. Zhou, he insisted that Mr. Zhou was their holy son. We only thought that these people were sick, and they were sent away at first, which alarmed the government. Who knew that they would appeal through the official When Hua arrived here, the people above were very interested in what they said, and felt that this was also a way to establish diplomatic relations with foreign countries, and because of this, we could only let them in."

Zhou Jinyan smiled wryly: "Xiao Mo, I didn't mean to hide it from you. In fact, I, like real Qiushui, just thought that these people were sick, or they just recognized the wrong person, so I didn't take it to heart. I was busy during this time. Get on with the matter at hand and forget about it for a while.”

Xiao Mohan shook his head and said: "I don't mean to blame you, I just find it strange."

"What's wrong?" When Xiao Mohan said this, Qiu Shui immediately became nervous: "Could it be that these people have some kind of conspiracy, so it seems that we can't just let them go, we have to question them carefully."

"That's not what I meant." Xiao Mohan frowned and said, "I'm just wondering why they would recognize Jinyan as the Holy Son. Such an important matter should not be wrong. Maybe in the western region, Jinyan's special physique will be regarded as the Holy Son?"

"At the beginning, I also thought about it in the same way. I suspected that the holy son they wanted to return to the throne was the legendary special spirit-gathering physique. Because of this, after Young Master Zhou was exposed, I never stopped guarding and guarding against him."

"Thank you Qiushui Taoist for worrying." Xiao Mohan thanked him with a salute. He had to accept this feeling. If there was no deliberate protection from Qiushui at the beginning, then Jin Yan did not know how much danger would be caused when his physique was exposed. There was simply no way to wait for him to come back in peace.

"Where is there, Daoist Xiao Zhou Xiaogong is a friend of the poor Taoist, and the poor Taoist should take care of him for a while, but speaking of it, the white burning brought by the fellow Taoist this time..." Qiu Shui pondered for a while.

Zhou Jinyan asked strangely, "Is there any problem with this monk?"

Qiu Shui shook his head: "I just feel that this person is a bit unpredictable. I can't see his origin with the eyes of the poor. Besides, there are still missing loose cultivators. The poor is also a little strange."

"What's the matter, are there no casual cultivators anymore?"

"Before the wave of death qi erupted, how many fairy mountain caves were swallowed instantly, and the monks who felt it had already escaped from the retreat place in advance, and most of the rest had been swallowed up, so I felt strange, but in the thousands of worlds of cultivation, strange people There are so many blessed lands in the mountains and mountains, maybe I'm ignorant, maybe there are some places I don't know about." Qiu Shui thought for a while and smiled.

"Speaking of which, when we first met him, he was fighting with paladins and vampires. People from the Holy See and vampires were fighting for the 'lost holy metaphor'. I don't know what this holy metaphor is. That white Did Zhuo see it?"

"After all, he is an officially registered monk, and we can't question him casually. We can only observe carefully when we see him in the future." Qiu Shui sighed and said. The monks were tossing enough.

Outside the [-]th Ring Road, the abandoned demolition site where the Holy See and the blood clans fought before was already late at night, and the abandoned residential buildings looked even more terrifying in the dark night, with dilapidated buildings, overgrown community courtyards, and occasionally There were bursts of whimpering and wind, and it seemed that a ghost with seven orifices would bleed out at any moment.

At this time, a dismal round of white moon hangs high in the sky, illuminating the faint outlines of the abandoned residential buildings and illuminating the weed-filled grass.

On the grass, a large abandoned rock moved, and then a strong force from under the rock pushed the rocks over, and a shadow crawled out from under the rock. He shook his furry head, shook his muddy hind legs, and squeaked twice against the moonlight. It turned out to be a mouse hiding in a burrow.

After the mouse poked its head out, it first looked left and right vigilantly, and then pressed its nose against the ground. After making sure that there was no dangerous smell, the mouse was relieved.

It opened its mouth, clacked its throat with its front paws, and then the mouse vomited vigorously, but it didn't vomit out any disgusting dirt, but instead vomited out a smooth, round and white stone. With a pleasant breath, the mouse held the stone and licked it fascinatedly towards the moonlight.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that the sacred metaphor that the blood clan and the Holy See had snatched would fall into the hands of a little mouse demon. I don't know what kind of bloody storm this will cause.