Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

Changqing was the closest, and made a sound to make everyone back away, and cut a thick layer of grass with a sword, and the thing hidden underneath,? Immediately appeared in front of everyone.

Luo Yueming said in surprise: "This length,? This thickness,? This texture,? At first glance, it looks like... a broom?"

It is not only a broom, but also a very strong broom. It is made of pear blossom wood. The top is curved and full of charms. At this moment, one end is inserted into the soil, and the upper half is exposed.

A discerning person can see that it is a broom, so there is no suspense.

"Could it be that the disciple came to clean the back mountain at that time? He met the murderer who injured the younger junior sister, and was murdered. In order to cover up the evidence and make it impossible to determine who the dead was, he hid the broom? "Changqing frowned and said: "But since this is the case, wouldn't it be faster to destroy the corpse? Burn the corpse with a fire? Isn't it just right? Since there is no fire, then it can only explain one problem——"

"The murderer is afraid of fire!"

As soon as this remark came out, Luo Yueming immediately felt that the words of Changqing Daoist were aimed at him, and as expected, he heard him say again: "Normal people, how can they be afraid of fire? Only demons, ghosts and other evil spirits can do this." Not daring to touch the fire, so there is no way to destroy the corpse with fire."

Luo Yueming: "..."

In fact, what he said is also good. Generally, evil spirits are quite afraid of fire. Not only fire, but some also can't see the sun. When they see the sun, they will immediately turn into ashes. Therefore, if many evil spirits want to do evil in the world, they will first look for them. A mortal, and then skinned that mortal, and put it on himself, so that when he saw the fire again, he would not be so scared that he would turn around and run away on the spot.

Of course, this doesn't mean everything. After all, walking on the street, you may be killed by a dung truck.

"Mr. Luo, don't you know that you are afraid of fire?" Changqing pulled the broom out of the soil like a carrot, and threw it at Luo Yueming's feet, raised his eyes and said seriously: "Otherwise, You try it in front of a few of us, I want to see, you are scary."

Luo Yueming immediately put on a complicated expression that was stepped on by her tail and flustered, but she pretended to be calm on the surface, so that people couldn't easily detect it. She also deliberately clenched her fists and pursed her lips, obviously guilty and pretending to be strong. : "How should I put it, I am also a Taoist cultivator, how can I be afraid of fire?"

When Xie Shuanghua saw him like this, he immediately felt blessed, knowing that the little junior brother did this on purpose, and why the purpose was probably to tease the little Taoist priest, so he sighed secretly.

On the contrary, Pei Xuandu didn't understand why, seeing Luo Yueming like this, he even said: "Yueming, what are you afraid of him doing? In front of senior brothers, are you still afraid that he will hurt you?"

"Yeah, Mr. Luo, what are you afraid of? Are you guilty?" Changqing pressed her step by step, "You dare not use fire, but what are you afraid of?"

Luo Yueming worked hard for a long time before she squeezed out the blue veins on her forehead, made her face look paler, and said with trembling lips, "I'm not afraid, it's just that I just didn't bring an open fire talisman today..."

"I brought it, Mr. Luo, you are welcome, please." Changqing took out a few open fire talismans and handed them over. Seeing Luo Yueming's expression, he became more sure of what he was thinking, and urged, "Hurry up, don't Time wasted."

Luo Yueming said: "You let me use it, so I will use it? Why should I listen to you? Using the fire talisman will not do me any good."

He wrote "I want the little Taoist priest with a strong nose to retreat in the face of difficulties", and said with a cold snort: "I only listen to two people in my life, one is my elder brother, and the other is my son. The elder brother is here, what he said I will listen to every word. But why should I listen to you, you are not my son. "

When Chang Qing heard this, combined with Luo Yueming's expression, he immediately mistakenly thought that he was showing off his words. In fact, he probably didn't dare to use the open flame spell at all. He immediately sneered and said, "What's the problem? If Mr. Luo Dare to use it, and you can still look the same, deal with it calmly, so what if I call you daddy?"

After hearing this, Luo Yueming quickly snapped his fingers, and said to the senior brothers on the left and right: "Did you hear that, did you hear it? I didn't force him, he said it himself! Come, come, open fire talismans, bring them all!" "

Stretching out a hand to grab a handful of open fire talismans, Luo Yueming urged them with spiritual power, tapped one, and smashed one on Changqing's body. While smashing, he smiled and said, "See? I'm not afraid of fire!"

"It's impossible!" Changqing was shocked. She never expected that Luo Yueming would be so good at putting on a show. She immediately raised her hand to block the open fire talisman, and said through gritted teeth, "I don't believe it, you must be..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Luo Yueming was playing with something, holding a fire talisman between his two fingers, the sparks almost burned his sleeves, and he was still playing with it in his hand, covering his stomach while laughing: "Great, I have a good son for nothing!"

While speaking, he turned his hands back secretly and pinched the elder brother's elbow. He kept glancing at the elder brother from the corner of his eyes, and sure enough, he saw the elder brother's throat tremble, and his earlobes turned red.

Pei Xuandu: "It deserves it."

Changqing was so angry that he stretched out his hand to support the tree trunk, his face turned livid, and he absolutely refused to admit that he had fallen for Luo Yueming's way again. In a fit of anger, he split the tree under his hand with his fist.Turn around and leave.

Luo Yueming's wild laughter came from behind him immediately: "My big boy, why are you walking so fast? Dad hasn't left yet, why did you leave? Wait, dad!"

Changqing's back froze severely, tripped, almost fell, and turned into anger, he walked away quickly, not even daring to turn his head.

In this way, Luo Yueming finally felt calm and calm, and the rest of the things were easier to do.

Luo Yueming raised her hand and grabbed it, and the big broom fell into the palm of her hand. It was quite heavy in her hand. After thinking about it, she said to the two of them: "This broom was at the scene of the murder, and I witnessed its small size with my own eyes. How did the master die so tragically? Maybe we can use this object as a medium to forcibly recruit the disciple's incomplete soul back, even if there is only a sliver of spiritual consciousness, it will help us find some clues."

Pei Xuandu said: "Using this thing as a medium? You don't mean to let this broom talk, do you?"

"That's definitely not possible, but there is still a way."

Others may have nothing to do, but as a qualified book traveler, Luo Yueming knows that what others can't do doesn't mean that senior brother can't.

After all, the elder brother is the product of the mixed blood of gods and demons, and he is different from ordinary people like them. It is said that the blood of the gods has the ability to revive dead trees and bring them back to life. He was willing to let go of the divine blood on his body to save Liu Yinyin, but this did not prevent Luo Yueming from using the blood of his elder brother to do some serious things.

Luo Yueming blinked, and said to Xie Shuanghua, "Brother, can you borrow some blood for me?"

Xie Shuanghua was slightly taken aback. Although he didn't know what he wanted his blood for, he still handed over his right hand readily.

Then I saw Luo Yueming holding his hand, leaning over to take his index finger into his mouth.

Pei Xuandu was startled and angry, and quickly stopped him: "What are you doing? Stop!"

Luo Yueming said: "What hand do you hold? I bit off the senior brother's finger, what's wrong with taking some blood?"

"I have a sword!" Pei Xuandu handed the sword forward, "It's the same with this one!"

"It's different, senior brother will hurt."

Luo Yueming ignored him, lowered her head and took the senior brother's index finger into her mouth. She didn't know whether it was because of excitement or because the senior brother's hands were cold, so she immediately shivered all over. Always trembling involuntarily, these fingers are like finely carved jade, slender and powerful, with cold fingertips.

Just putting it in the mouth makes people tremble like this, if it is put in that kind of place, wouldn't it be even more ecstasy.

Immediately, he gently bit the skin with his teeth, wrapped his tongue subconsciously, and tasted a little sweet and fishy.

Then he got up, grabbed the bloody finger of senior brother, drew a few strokes on the broom, and then bandaged it up for senior brother.

Xie Shuanghua seemed to wake up from a dream, quickly shook his head and said, "No need."

Then he withdrew his hand.

Pei Xuandu only felt the suffocation from before, directly from his chest to his throat, as if his mouth was full of gravel, he couldn't say anything, he just felt his throat was hard and unbearable, distracted and restless.

And I don't know why this is so, I just know that I can't see Luo Yueming and the elder brother's quarreling and entanglement, and it took me a long time to angrily say: "Luo Yueming, what the hell are you doing? You are making a fool of yourself , but also dragged senior brother to accompany you to fool around! Let other disciples see it, what is it like?"

Luo Yueming said depressedly: "Did I break the rules by biting the senior brother's finger? Before you and I fought, you grabbed my belt, I pulled your hair, you kicked me, I kicked you, and I didn't listen to you." Say, in public, this is outrageous!"

Pei Xuandu was immediately speechless, he didn't know where to vent the nameless fire, and secretly scolded that little Taoist priest with a nose, why did he run away, if he stayed here, he could still vent the fire on him.

Suddenly, hearing a buzzing sound, the broom flew up, circled over the heads of the crowd, and then flew away in one direction.

Luo Yueming said "chase", and the three of them chased out immediately with a whoosh.The big broom hovered over the entire sect as if it had been spattered with chicken blood. Numerous patrolling disciples raised their heads and talked a lot after seeing this.

Yue Qinggui was surprised to hear the movement, raised his eyes, and saw Luo Yueming walking fast with his sword. His eyes lit up immediately, and when he was about to call out for his junior brother, he heard the two senior brothers behind him separate to protect him, and immediately felt in his heart With a click, he secretly thought, behind the little junior brother, there should be his own.

Before I had time to think about it, there was another whoosh before my eyes, and a black shadow flew away

Fuyao just came out, he was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "What was that just now? A broom? Can the brooms of your Tianjianzong fly in the sky?"