The Fishing Immortal is pretending to be weak again [Transmigration Book]

Bo Hong spread along Chu Xingchen's ear, Chu Xingchen pushed away the frightened dog's head, and pretended to be calm: "What are you doing, is that your person? What do you want this city full of souls to do?" , what conspiracy?"

No wonder when I first met Yin Liu, I couldn't find out his spiritual root. It turned out to be a puppet who was so frightened that he hid it so deeply.

The wind blew away a corner of the veiled hat, staring at the thin red in horror, and said lazily: "Well, they are my subordinates, I have no conspiracy, do you believe it?"

There are ghosts in the letter!

Jing Huang must be planning some terrifying conspiracy, he only hates that this book is not finished, and he only read half of it, otherwise he wouldn't be so helpless with Jing Huang.

Chu Xing fell to the ground in shock and ease, the ghost aura stained the corner of his snow-white clothes, and before it could entangle, it turned into smoke and dissipated.

Ye Ziqing's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "It's Xingshen Xianjun! Xianjun came to save us!"

The other three also showed joy on their faces.

"Xianjun, you must be more careful. Yin Huai'en of the demon sect is very difficult to deal with with Buddhist things! That ghost will disappear after meeting him!"

Zhu Mingshen really wants to say that he is not gone, he is still there, but the Buddha's light is melting his body and imprisoning his actions, which is very difficult to deal with.

Chu Xing flicked his sleeves, and the sword energy shot out instantly, cutting off the ghost energy that imprisoned the four of them in an instant.

Ye Ziqing's eyes were red, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself. The person he admired the most saved him in a dangerous moment. If he was a girl, he would marry the fairy on the spot.

"Thank you Xianjun for saving me!"

Chu Xing said calmly, "Everyone back down."

"Xianjun..." Ye Ziqing hesitated to speak, the two were more difficult to deal with than the other, Xianjun hit two, Ye Ziqing was a little worried.

Jing Lu snorted and said, "Why, can't you trust your immortals?"

Ye Ziqing looked disappointed and couldn't refute it. Indeed, staying here for a few golden elixir stages will only cause trouble for Xianjun. They used to laugh at Chu Yu for being a hindrance, but now they themselves have become a hindrance. Seriously. Feng Shui turns.

These little guys are good-hearted, but their strength is not enough to cope with the current situation. His tone slowed down a bit, and he said, "Go and see if there are any survivors in the city, and protect them."

Ye Ziqing cheered up instantly, cupped his hands, and said: "Yes, Xianjun! I will definitely live up to the entrustment of Xianjun!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Ziqing grabbed Zhu Yun and said, "Let's go, let's not stay here and drag Xianjun back."

Zhu Yun and the others were not stupid, they could see the situation clearly, nodded, and said to Chu Xing, "Take care, Xianjun."

"You protect these little things, Xingchen, when did you become so kind?" He looked at him thoughtfully in surprise.

In the past, Xianjun Xingshen was very hypocritical, he was like a dog before others, and cold-blooded and indifferent after others.

Xingshen Xianjun cultivated ruthless swordsmanship, and the more ruthless he was, the faster his cultivation would grow. In the past, when he saw these things, he might just turn around and leave. Meddling is not in his nature at all.

Chu Xingshen didn't bother to respond to his panic, turned around slowly, and looked at Yin Huai'en.

Yin Huai'en smiled, and said, "Why, Xianjun, you want to stop me?"

He pinched the soul summoning formula and kept extracting the souls of the people in the city, one after another gathered around him, Yin Huai'en mocked in his tone: "This is impossible, even if you are a fairy, I can't stop here, we wait It's been a long, long day."

Chu Xing Shen pulled out the Seven Stars Zhen'e.

"Xianjun wants to kill me?" Yin Huai'en tilted his head, "Does Xianjun want to eliminate demons and defend Taoism? He is worthy of the famous Xingshen Xianjun, the No. 1 hypocrite in the cultivation world!"

There was paranoia and ruthlessness on his face, and he seemed to release all the resentment at this moment.

When Chu Xingshen met Yin Liu for the first time, the young man was smiling and calling the hotel proprietress's sister. He didn't have the slightest malice on him, and Chu Xingshen thought that he would not be some evil person.

He sighed and said, "Do you still remember the sister in the restaurant? She will die too."

"Of course I remember." Yin Huai'en said with disdain on his face, "what sister, she is so old, she is enough to be my mother, and that kind of wife dies when she dies, oh, I forgot, she is still pregnant Buy one, get one free, I don’t lose money.”

"You really think so?" Chu Xingshen's face became colder and colder.

He yanked off the chain and said: "Jing Huang, you'd better let him get out of Shenyang City, otherwise, I can't kill you, and I can't kill him?"

"Xing Shen." Jing Huang let out a chuckle, "Are you begging me?"

Chu Xing glared angrily: "There are more than 1000 people in Shenyang City, and more than 1000 lives! Are you really inhumane and all you think about is killing?"

"Are you talking about human nature with Moxiu?" Jing Huang shook his head, and when he looked at him, his eyes became a little strange: "You didn't do this before."

Fuck!

Well, it's very good, Jing Huang refuses to intervene, and Yin Huai'en also insists on drawing his soul, right?

"Okay, since that's the case, I'm afraid you will lose one of the four puppets." Chu Xing said with a gloomy tone.

"It doesn't matter, just die and then refine it." Jing Huang looked casual.

As expected of you, you are so frightened and delusional, you won't be afraid that your subordinates will be disappointed if you say such things in front of your subordinates!

Chu Xing raised her eyes: "Did you hear that? Is it really worth it to work for this kind of person? Stop now, and I won't pursue this matter."

"I think Xianjun, you may have misunderstood. What happened today is out of my own will, and has nothing to do with your lord, nor is it an order from your lord."

He looked up at these souls, narrowed his eyes, his face full of satisfaction.

Since it didn't make sense, Chu Xingshen held the sword in one hand and Jing Huang in the other, and Qixing Zhen'e attacked Yin Huai'en with a strong sword energy.

The smile on the corner of Yin Huaien's mouth faded, "Although you are a hypocrite, you are very strong."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Qixing Zhen'e's sword, the sharp blade cut his palm, and the blood slowly dripped down his wrist.

"Xianjun, when I was naive, I also thought that maybe I could save everyone, I also had justice in my heart, and I was a proud young man."

"But then a group of people taught me that I can't save anyone, and I can't even save myself. The so-called justice is just self-satisfaction. When dignity is trampled underfoot, life becomes a luxury. That feeling... Xianjun, have you ever seen the sunset in Shenyang City?"

Chu Xing was taken aback.

Yin Huaien's blood fell on the ground, splashing a cloud of blood, "I don't hate hypocrites, so I can show you everything here."

The blood mist instantly filled the air, and Chu Xingshen's eyes went dark.

"What!" Chu Xingchen frowned.

There were jingling sounds from the wrists, and he calmly said in shock, "I don't know."

This word is really full of yin and yang!

Chu Xing sneered, and immediately grabbed Jing Fan's collar tightly. If it was something terrible, even if he died, he would still hold Jing Fan together!

There was a glimmer of light in front of my eyes, followed by a buzzing sound, and tinnitus buzzing!The sense of weightlessness came!

Opening his eyes again, Chu Xingshen was standing on the street of Shenyang City, the sky was bright and the sun was shining high, how could there be any spooky aura, how could there be any Yin Huai'en?

Chu Xingshen looked at all this and was stunned.

"Xingshen Xianjun, throwing yourself into your arms like this, isn't it good? I won't be able to hold back." When he spoke in shock, his chest trembled slightly.

After Chu Xing regained his senses, he realized that their posture at this time was very bad!He grabbed Jing Huang's collar and leaned against his chest. Under him was Jing Huang's tight but not exaggerated chest, and he could even see the faintly exposed collarbone with his downcast eyes.

Grass!

Chu Xing let go with a face full of disgust.

"I'll throw it away when Xianjun finishes using it?" Jing Zhuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"To shut up!"

What's the use of Jing Huang's mouth, just seal it.

"What's going on?" Chu Xingshen gradually became irritable.

"I do not know."

"What is that blood mist? This is Shenyang City?"

"I do not know."

Chu Xing looked at his handsome face, wishing he could kill him with a sword!

"Xianjun begged me, maybe I will say it."

Pooh!Even if he died here, it was impossible for him to beg Jing Huang, a bastard.

Hehe, Dogecoin is so frightened that one day you will cry and call me daddy.

Chu Xing turned around and began to look at the city. Undoubtedly, this was Shenyang City.

He found that he couldn't touch the things here, and the people here couldn't see him either.

This is... an illusion?Did he and Jing Huang fall into the illusion?

Chu Xing's hands were itchy, and he wanted to split the illusion with a sword, trying to summon Qixing Zhen'e.

However, Chu Xingshen waited for a while, but there was no reaction at all!

He is in the late stage of crossing the catastrophe!Actually trapped in the illusion of the Mahayana magic cultivator?

What about the absolute suppression of the Mahayana period in the Transcending Tribulation period?

Oh, I forgot, this is the Mahayana period around Gou Jingxuan, and the people around Jingxuan cannot use common sense to infer.

Chu Xingshen tried to recite the sword formula, the small fire formula, and the water spirit formula...

Now it is confirmed that in this illusion, he can do nothing, and his cultivation has no effect here.

"drive!"

A young man like a scorching sun rushed into the city on a horse. The young man was flamboyant and bright, and his eyes were even more fiery and full of vitality.

"He is Xuanyuan Zhengyang." Before he knew it, Jing Huan had already stood beside Chu Xingchen.

Chu Xingshen calmed down, and asked in surprise, "Young City Master?"

"Ah."

Xuanyuan Zhengyang got off his horse, and the people in the city rushed towards him in an instant, "The young master is back!"

"Young Master, you have worked hard!"

"Haha, those people from Houyong Kingdom will definitely not be the young master's opponent!"

Chu Xing sank among these people, and saw the proprietress of Tongfu Restaurant. The proprietress held a pot of tea in her hand and walked towards him with her waist twisted, "Yangyang, get tired, drink some tea!"

Xuanyuan Zhengyang carried the teapot, poured half of it into his mouth, wiped his mouth at the end, and said, "The tea made by my sister is delicious."

Li Xiuzhu blushed with embarrassment, and said angrily, "What are you talking about, I'm going to marry you brother Huzi soon, do you want to be hung up and beaten by brother Huzi?"

After saying this, the surrounding people burst out laughing.

"The young master is so heroic, how can he be afraid of Chen Hu, Li Xiaoniang, you might as well follow our young master."

"It's sister, I'm so handsome, how can I not compare to Brother Hu?" Xuanyuan Zhengyang joked.

The people in the city were immersed in laughter. This was a very warm scene. In his previous life, Chu Xingshen sat in the ward, and he often secretly watched the children playing outside the window as he did today. All the laughter had nothing to do with him. .

"He's Yin Huaien."

Turning his head in shock, he saw that Chu Xingshen was in a daze, and he didn't even notice that a bunch of hair on his head got out of the veil.

Itching in panic, he couldn't help reaching out to take off his veiled hat, and smoothed the lock of hair.

"Well, I can see it." Chu Xing returned to his senses, his tone was light, and he seemed not very interested.

His eyes were amazed, this is really the Xingchen Xianjun he knew?

Looking inexplicably cute.

The corners of Jing Zhuan's lips curled up slightly, and he stroked his hair and said, "Actually, it's not impossible to tell you, that blood mist is a blood spell, a unique illusion of the Xuanyuan family."