Lord Water God who still hasn't taken medicine today

In the indistinct white mist, the shadow of lake blue flashed across.

Only then did everyone realize that just when they were shocked by the news of the Changyuan Sword, mist as thick as white milk had surrounded them, and it was vaguely visible, the flames lit by wind lamps on both sides of the street, and the eyes that sneaked over from the window, The signboards of the shops painted with strong oil paint are all gone.

They seem to have fallen into a foreign land.

It was a woman and a man who called out the words respectively.

The empty bells echoed in the white mist, and the woman stepped out barefoot, her attire revealing that she was a witch serving the local water god.

Ji Lian saw the witch looking at him, and the woman who was smiling like the last time she met leaned over and bowed to him from a distance.

The white mist must be the enchantment set up by the water god of Baihe to prevent their disputes from disturbing the mortals of Baihe town. Everyone knew it, but none of them paid attention to the witch.

Because the Taoist walked in from the other side of the white mist.

Pei Ji, who was not afraid of anything, glanced at it, and hid behind Ji Lian in fear, but couldn't resist curiosity, and secretly glanced.

He said he was a Taoist because the man was wearing a Taoist robe and was holding a whisk in his hand.

The taoist robe on the Taoist's body is gray, and the whisk is also gray. I don't know if it is born like this, or if it has not been taken care of for a long time and is covered with dust, it becomes so gray. It seems that I have walked thousands of miles with this Taoist, always Not changed and washed.

But looking at it this way, it was just a beggar in a Taoist robe. The most frightening thing about this Taoist man was his face.

Half of it is as bright and clear as the moon, even a [-]-year-old girl does not have such fair skin, like the slender eyes of willow leaves, the eyes are bright and bright, with the unique vigor of young people, while the other side is the opposite, old, Dry, gray and white, with thousands of furrows and furrows, finely broken into a network reminiscent of dry gravel in the desert, and the closed eyelids look like a deep seam carved on the rock with a carving knife.

The two halves of the face were put together, it was indescribably weird, and it hurt the eyes.

Pieces of purple light danced around Taoist's body, and it was obvious that he was the one who smashed the magic weapon that attacked Ji Lian just now.

Yu Libai, possessed by the witch, raised his sleeves to hide his twitching mouth.

How did this killer come here?

Shouldn't you come to trouble him?After all, he was the one who took Mrs. Ji away... Wait, it's not that he wanted to take Ji Yunshang away, she obviously wanted to follow him.

Thinking of this, Yu Libai became confident again.

A certain water god was obviously not the only one who recognized the Taoist, Tianyi and the other two backed away in horror, while Lou Dashao and Bai Chang first wanted to move forward in surprise, and then hesitated as if they were afraid of something.

The fat man had long since avoided it, not knowing where he went.

The only two present who didn't know who the Taoist was, were probably Ji Lian and Pei Ji.

Daoist Yuling exclaimed in a low voice: "The Taoist in purple... Didn't the Daohe faction release the news that he has gone mad?"

The true disciple beside him also asked in a low voice, "Is that the one who went up to Yuanshan with bare hands, defeated the Seven Swordsmen of Yuanshan all the way, walked back to our five provinces of China, and took down countless heads of the demons... Taoist Taoist in purple?"

"It's him," Master Yuling nodded, "The last time I saw him was his apprentice, Fairy Yunshang, who was killed, and he went directly to my Tiandao Dao Shou Hall... After that, it was rumored that he came out of the retreat in an emergency , went mad."

"The look on his face, of course, is crazy."

I haven't heard of any other way to turn one's face into this ghostly appearance.

And Bai Chang had bowed his head and bowed, hesitatingly shouted: "Master."

Everyone was stunned.

So this is the disciple mentioned earlier?

Wait...how did he get to that weird kid?

Yu Libai, who was standing far away from the battle circle, puffed up his face.

He clearly calculated the hero to save the beauty, so he could rub it in front of Ji Lian to show it secretly - after all, Ji Lian didn't know that the witch was him, but this didn't prevent him from feeling secretly happy - but as soon as the purple-clothed Taoist came out, his All the limelight was stolen.

Yu Libai exuded a dark resentment all over his body.

He dared to steal his limelight in Baihe Town (in front of Ji Lian), he must not be spared!

... But he can't beat Ji Lianniang's master.

Facing a lunatic, the illusion is useless at all.

My heart is so stuffy, who will comfort him.

At the moment when he was whining in his heart, Yu Libai didn't notice that Ji Lian and Taoist Ziyi all let him take a look.

Ji Lian: ...Why do you think that witch looks weird?

On the contrary, the Taoist in purple raised the corners of his mouth in an unclear manner, walked up to Ji Lian, and reached out to put his hand on his shoulder.

Ji Lian took a step aside silently, letting the purple-clothed Taoist's hand be empty.

Yu Libai: Well done!

Such a Taoist who looks like an evil ghost of Shura also found himself reckless. He lowered his head in embarrassment and clenched his fists to cover his mouth. He coughed a few times, then raised his head, and asked with a breezy and bright appearance: "Are you Ji Lian?"

Compared with his extreme face, his voice is no different from that of a young man, clear and melodious, full of energy.

Ji Lian looked at this crazy Taoist silently, turned around and took Pei Ji's hand and left. Even the white mist surrounded by Baihe water god seemed to be pushed aside by invisible hands to make way for the young man.

The priestess who was supposed to represent Baihe Water God was stared at by everyone, and Yu Libai yawned in boredom.

Hmph, his dead child can leave as long as he wants, you don't care.

The purple-clothed Taoist who didn't expect Ji Lian to act so decisively was stunned, and suddenly laughed for a while.

"Hahahahahaha, I didn't expect not only to look alike, but also to have such a similar personality." The grimace of the Taoist in purple looked even more terrifying when he smiled, but he ignored it and followed Ji Lian out.

The white mist closed disturbingly, trying to separate him from Ji Lian, the Taoist in purple glanced at the witch from the corner of his eyes, his figure suddenly turned into a rainbow light, rushed away from the white mist, and turned sharply to stop in front of Ji Lian.

He stretched out his hand again, and Ji Lian frowned, trying to avoid it again.

But when he moved a little, the purple-clothed Taoist actually moved with him, no matter whether he moved forward, left or right, that person kept the original distance from him.

No, no, the distance has been shortened.

Ji Lian's face sank, knowing that he was meeting a master, he hooked his wrist violently, and the sickle head spun, and he was about to chop off at the purple-clothed Taoist.

Just as the sickle swung down, Ji Lian caught a glimpse of the Taoist's raised mouth out of the corner of his eyes.

His heart flinched, and he wanted to take it back with his backhand, but the handle and blade of the sickle were too big—it was just an unchangeable disadvantage, and as soon as he moved his mind, a ball of silk thread exploded in front of his eyes.

This is... that Taoist's whisk!

The distance was too close, and the blasted silk thread of the whisk was simply obscuring Ji Lian, completely blocking his vision.

At this time, the Ziyi Taoist said gently: "Little boy, you have to be more obedient."

Ji Lian said nothing.

Why does everyone in China treat him like a child?

The Taoist in purple smiled and put his hand on his shoulder, but he heard the young man whispering to him.

A simple two-word rhetorical question.

"obedient?"

Before he finished speaking, the long hilt of the sickle swept across and hit the purple-clothed Taoist's whisk, bent as if a round blade brought out a sharp cold wind, swirling towards the purple-clothed Taoist.

Good boy!The Taoist in purple gave a secret praise, his body shifted, and he even raised his fist.

Zixia floated around the fist, like a glove covering the hand.

Fist against blade.

The wind blade that came with the scythe was easily caught by his fist, and the Taoist in purple still had to tease a few words, and Bai Chang shouted in the distance, "Master, be careful, it's the Changyuan Sword!"

The purple-clothed Taoist blinked, and Zixia, who was protecting her hand, was sliced ​​open by the blade like tofu.

Everyone saw that the purple clothed Taoist was about to break one of his famous hands, and several water belts fell from the sky, restraining their actions.

The voice of the water god priestess who had been ignored was full of anger.

"Everyone has forgotten who is the master of Baihe Town!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a few faint lake-blue shadows finally appeared in the white mist. They were all mysterious generals holding weapons in the Crystal Temple, more than 20 of them surrounded them.

"Tao and Pai and Tian are together, either go away by yourself, or I will send you out!"

The witch herself held a long silk silk and glared at them.

In the current scene, Lou Qingrong, who has been completely reduced to a supporting role, has a pale complexion, and Tian Yiyi's true biography is even more angry. The yellow talisman between his fingers ignites, pointing at the witch, "God's lackey..."

This time his uncle directly covered his mouth and hid him behind him, "Hehe, sorry, Miko, please open the barrier, we will leave now."

"Uncle Master..."

Master Yuling turned his back and whispered to him, "Obviously I told you that Baihe Water God is not an ordinary god, so don't confuse him with the subordinates of Dawu Tiangong."

"But……"

"But what is it, your master is still waiting for us, so hurry up."

He nodded again to Miko.

Yu Libai sighed.

If decades later he heard that Tianyi was kicked out of his position as the leader of the righteous way, it must be the next generation who did it himself.

Anyway, he is also from the old sect, although he has no thoughts.

He waved his hand meaninglessly, and the gods summoned by him disappeared in the white mist, and with the white mist dispersed, the surroundings were clear, and they were still on that street.

The stars are dotted, the moonlight is like fog, and it is almost midnight.

Two people from Tianyi left, but the three from Daohe faction did not dare to leave.

The purple-clothed Taoist they sent is still in the hands of this water goddess witch.

Yu Libai took back the hose, Ji Lian and the purple-clothed Taoist patted their clothes, and Pei Ji, who was finally relieved, stood behind Ji Lian again and grabbed the young man's sleeve.

Ji Lian held him backhanded.

The blood cub was surprised to find that his brother's palms were covered in cold sweat.

Others don't know, but Ji Lian knows it himself. Just before the hilt of his knife was about to hit the Taoist, the Taoist's wrist had already been released from his shackles, and he nimbly got into a gap to block his arm so that he couldn't swing it down.

It's amazing, the young man secretly sighed.

Are you a master of China?

And that witch, the angle of the water belt cutting in was just right, not only controlled the Taoist, but also covered it up a bit, so that the battle situation could maintain the performance of him having the upper hand in the eyes of others.

But... he seems to have the upper hand, so what's the use?

eccentric.

Yu Libai: My family, Ji Lian, won't lose.

Misfortune will disperse, and the witch walked behind Ji Lian and stared at the purple-clothed Taoist.

Ji Lian: "..."

How did this protective shelf come about?

Bai Chang also brought Young Master Lou to catch up, but he didn't dare to get too close, so he stopped not too far away, lowered his head, and called out again.

"Master."

The purple-clothed Taoist ignored her, but Shi Shiran said to Ji Lian: "This little friend."

Ji Lian took a step back and gave him an extra vigilant look.

The purple-clothed Taoist didn't change his face and his heart didn't beat, and he said a lot of words, "My little friend, you have amazing bones, you must be a good seedling for Taoism, and the pindao is Nam Dinh provincial road and Pai Ziyi, are you interested in paying homage to him?" Am I a teacher?"

The beautiful little face of the witch dressed by Yu Libai was distorted abruptly, and the hose in her hand flicked, turning into water droplets and collapsing.

Fuck!He actually robbed someone with me!Can't bear it!