Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

After the two of them finished their work, the night was still calm.

Li Mingjue reckoned that in this illusion, there is no day at all, and there is no moon or stars above the head, it is pitch black.

When the two returned to the ruined temple, they found that the ugly slave was nowhere to be found, and there was a lot of blood on the ground. Li Mingjue secretly thought that something was wrong, and was afraid that the ugly slave would be carried away by some goblin if he was seriously injured.

After careful identification, I saw a line of big characters twisted and twisted in the open space. Li Mingjue didn't have any ink in his stomach, and any characters he looked at were crooked, and he didn't know them anyway.

Jiang Xuanling glanced at it, and said calmly: "He said that he left for a while and asked us to wait here. He also said that if we don't want to wait, it doesn't matter if we break the illusion. Anyway, he won't live long."

After hearing this, Li Mingjue felt a toothache again, and thought to himself, whether the illusion can be broken or not, in fact, ugly slaves have to die.

He can survive for a few days without breaking the illusion, but once the illusion is broken, he will surely die.

Although it was said that the sword was stabbed by Jiang Xuanling, at least it could be said to have hurt someone by mistake. After all, no one let the ugly slave jump on Jiang Xuanling's sword.

If the illusion is broken at this moment, it is deliberate.Li Mingjue is not the kind of person who disregards human life, at least he cannot consciously kill a person who has no grievances or enmities with him.

So the second half of Ugly Nu's sentence was automatically ignored.Tong Jiang Xuanling stared with big eyes and small eyes.

"Master, in fact, this disciple thinks that it is good to leave the illusion, so that the sun will never rise, and this place will always be shrouded in darkness."

Even if Li Mingjue didn't say anything particularly explicit, he didn't say the whole thing very bluntly.

But Jiang Xuanling understood what he meant in an instant.

Immediately, it became even more strange. It was obvious that not long ago, he was bullied in the grass and cried bitterly, tears flowed down his face, and his whole body shook like dead leaves in the autumn wind.

But in just a short while, the little apprentice immediately recovered from his stiffness, as if he was crying and howling just now, saying that he didn't want him anymore, and he didn't dare to dare anymore, as if it wasn't him.

Jiang Xuanling's deep eyes slowly glanced at him, and it took a long time before he said with a smile that was not a smile: "Mingjue, it seems that the illusion created by the little devil is just taking advantage of your wishes. You still have to take care of restraint outside, here It doesn't hold back at all, does it?"

Li Mingjue watched his eyes, his nose, his nose and his heart, and was really embarrassed to say anything.

There is nothing in this dilapidated temple, and there are only sporadic sparks left in the previous fire. Li Mingjue kicked it up, and Li Mingjue said with a resentful smile: "Master, what is the disciple's mind? You can't hide it from the master at all. Disciples are such people, and they will directly tell the master if they have any thoughts. I don't like to hide it and let the master guess."

After a pause, he walked over slowly again, holding Jiang Xuanling's arm, holding up his handsome ruddy face, and smiling like a silly son of a landlord who weighed more than 200 kilograms.

"Actually, Master also likes his disciples' honesty, right, Master?"

Jiang Xuanling couldn't deny it, and before he could say anything, he suddenly heard a strange "Jie Jie Jie" laughter from outside, he immediately frowned thickly, and wrapped his arms around Li Mingjue's waist to protect Li Mingjue behind him.

With a thought, the long sword was unsheathed and rushed out with a whoosh.

Li Mingjue's heart skipped a beat, he cursed secretly, and quickly crawled out of the master's arms.

Going outside, you can see a group of walking corpses, all in ragged clothes, as if they just crawled out of the soil, with a strong earthy smell all over their bodies.

The skin was dry and blue, just a layer of skin wrapped around a bone frame, blue-faced and fangs, and a ferocious face.Still retains the appearance before death.Broken arms and legs.

Some had half their heads cut off, and white maggots kept surging inside the bright red blood scabs.Devouring the remaining rotten meat and brains.And then scrambling to crawl out from the empty eye sockets.

There are also corpses that have been disemboweled, and the chest is empty. The hearts, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys have been gouged out long ago, and there is a simple, heavy, rusty big knife lying across the middle.

These walking corpses not only died tragically, but also died in a variety of strange ways. Not only that, but Li Mingjue also discovered a characteristic, that is, the skeletons of all walking corpses are pretty good. Just looking at their figures, they must have been a symbol of life.

Li Mingjue was so disgusted that he almost vomited out the overnight meal, and secretly scolded the little devil, what kind of aesthetics is this, to bring them to such a place where no shit.

And brought so many walking corpses here, is it possible that it is for them to fight with the corpses?

Although there were many walking corpses, they couldn't hold Jiang Xuanling's level of cultivation high, it was not enough for his master to beat him.

Moreover, when these walking corpses saw the two of them, they didn't take the initiative to attack them, they just regarded the two of them as air.

Instead, he staggered in one direction.

Li Mingjue was quite curious, he and his master quickly looked at each other, and with a light leap, they jumped onto the shoulders of the walking corpses, stepped on the heads of the corpses, and flew all the way over.

The scene that entered the scene surprised both of them.I saw a high platform in front of me, and a tall wooden frame was erected on it-in fact, it is not accurate to say that it is a high platform.

To be precise, it is a finely crafted horse made of wood, even the details are lifelike.

It's just that there was still a figure sitting on the horse's back, with disheveled clothes, no shoes and socks, and the soles of his feet were bloody.

The exposed skin was unusually red, and his hands were tightly bound by the hemp rope and tied behind his back.Her hair is disheveled, and she can't see her true face clearly.

But the only thing that can be seen clearly is that the wooden carved horse can actually move. Not only can it move, but it can also pant like a real horse, and come out of its nostrils, just like pulling a bellows.

He was obviously on the high platform, but he didn't run off the platform, but he still assumed a running posture and shook violently.

In the audience, countless walking corpses gathered densely, all of them looked at the stage with dull expressions, and many of them even climbed up the stage.

Li Mingjue didn't quite understand the tricks, and wondered what kind of game this was. The night wind blew, and the air was full of strong earthy smell and a faint fishy sweetness.

There was also an uncontrollable low moan, coming from the mouth of the horseback, half crying, half smiling, half smiling.It sounded terrified, especially among a group of walking dead, Li Mingjue's arms were covered with a layer of white sweat.

Secretly scolding Xiao Mojun for not being a human being, what kind of shit is this.Soon, Li Mingjue understood the key point.

Because a walking corpse climbed up, he made a gesture to bring the man off the horse, but he only half-lifted it, and then let go, and the man fell back down heavily.

In just such a fleeting moment, something particularly unsightly came into view.

The six senses of a cultivator are different from ordinary people. Although it is only a glimpse, everything should be seen in the eyes.

Li Mingjue's face immediately turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyeballs could not move. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and tugged at Jiang Xuanling's sleeve, and stammered, "Master... Master, you... look quickly, hurry up ...Look quickly, is this disciple dazzled? Hurry up, Master, give this disciple a quick hit, hurry up!"

Jiang Xuanling grew up so big, and had never heard such a rude request. After a little thought, he raised his hand and turned Li Mingjue's head away, and said coldly, "Don't watch it."

After that, with a wave of his sleeves, the walking corpses on the left and right flew upside down, blocking the high platform tightly, wrapping around Li Mingjue's waist, and leaping to the top of the forest.Looking around, he said: "Yan Li, you are also the young master of the demon world, why do you pretend to be a ghost here? I don't care about the grievances between you and the ugly slave. If you don't stop, I will break this illusion !"

Soon came the little devil's playful laughter: "Okay, break it, break it quickly! That bitch can't die no matter how much you toss, I'm already tired of playing, I don't want to play any more, I will borrow it today." Grandmaster Jiang's hand killed that lowly slave, I am grateful!"

As soon as Li Mingjue heard it, he couldn't help cursing immediately: "I said you are a scum, you are still gasping for your mother's breath! Didn't he grow up with you and call you Yanyan all the time? Pleading for you in front of Zun, is this how you treat him?"

The little devil sneered and said: "You don't know the reason, you will naturally think that I am cruel and merciless, and I don't know people's suffering, why do you persuade good people? Anyway, the ugly slave's life is in your hands, as long as you want to come up with this illusion, you must kill him! "

Li Mingjue was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he secretly cursed the little devil as a complete lunatic.It doesn't work to reason with a madman.

He was too lazy to reason.

Instead, she was extremely curious, what happened to make the little devil and the ugly slave turn against each other?

Li Mingjue thought, it must be that the ugly slave had an affair with the little devil's own mother to make the little devil hate him so much.

But the little devil's own mother is long gone, could it be that...

Not having an affair with his own mother, but with his own father?

After all, the old devil is not jealous of men and women, and his romantic nickname is well-known in the cultivation world.

As soon as this thought came up, Li Mingjue couldn't help but twitched his face. He didn't know whether it was a coincidence or Fu Lin's heart.

Anyway, he just blurted out: "He slept with your father."

Unexpectedly, it was such a sentence, the little devil became furious, and snapped: "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!"

Li Mingjue: "..."

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

Judging by his reaction, it is almost impossible to go wrong.

Li Mingjue's head hurts, and he wondered what the hell the ugly slave was planning. Since he and the little devil were so in love with each other back then, with the little devil's temper, he definitely wouldn't care about his status.

Who is not good to look at, why do you just fall in love with the old devil, although the old devil is not old, but it is not as simple as just sleeping to make the little devil hate him so deeply.

"He is so shameless that he talks about everything? That's good, I have nothing to take care of! Don't you say that I am cruel? I will let you see what he did to me back then! Look See if he is wrong or I am wrong!"