When the devil

The man looked young, his lips were pale, his teeth were oozing blood and he was still struggling. When he got out of the water, he immediately curled up and touched his ankles with both hands: "It's so cold, the water is so cold..."

It didn't take long to get out of the water, but her exposed skin was completely purple, fearing that the flesh and blood had been frozen, Wei Ling concentrated for a moment, took off the fine cloth from her wrist, and wanted to show the girl Wrap up.

The girl flinched and looked at him vigilantly, but she was slightly startled when she raised her head, her eyes stared blankly at each other.The young man in white in front of him is not only handsome, but also gentle and kind. He is not a bad person no matter what.

Seeing that she was no longer dodging, Wei Ling lightly wrapped her ankles with her hands. After removing the muslin, the injured parts of Wei Ling's hands were also exposed. Fortunately, the superficial burns had recovered. Except for some small marks, almost It can't be seen that the slender white wrist was once bruised and bruised.

"Thank you brother." The girl hugged her knees and lowered her head, looking at the magic spell on her elegant fingers, warming her stinging feet little by little.It felt very comfortable, and quickly calmed down the pain. The girl's heart warmed, and she looked carefully at Wei Ling's face.

Wei Ling knew that she was watching her, so she just asked her, "Why did you run away when you saw me? Do you know a thing or two about what happened in the Taoist temple?"

"I don't know." The girl quickly explained, "I was chased here."

Wei Ling: "What kind of person?"

The girl's eyes drifted over, as if she couldn't find a place to stay: "I just happened to pass by here and kicked a brother."

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The girl lied.

At the foot of the mountain, she met a boy in black. The boy was well dressed and looked like he came from a wealthy family.At that time, he was lying under a tree, with a straw hat covering his face, and he seemed to be sleeping. The girl became jealous and groped for something valuable on the boy.

But just as she touched an exquisite kit, the young man grabbed her hand. She was startled, and with great effort, she broke free and fled blindly to the mountain.

When the girl told this story, she changed "stolen the purse" to "kicked a kick." Other than that, she explained honestly.

Wei Ling raised her eyes after bandaging the girl, "What's your name?"

The girl said: "My name is Anu."

Wei Ling said: "You are very good at lightness kungfu and have a good foundation. You will have a future if you practice martial arts hard in the future. Don't do petty theft."

Anu froze for a moment, as if it was useless to change the wording just now: "Why does brother know..."

Wei Ling said, "Show me what's in your bag."

Anu pursed her lips, took out a delicate pink kit from her clothes bag, and held it out in front of Wei Ling.

When Wei Ling took the bag, she noticed that Anu's hands were covered with calluses—it seemed that this girl had done a lot of rough work on weekdays.

Maybe she also tried to live a life of duty.

Wei Ling thought silently, and silently lowered his head to consider the brocade bag in his hand, which was embroidered with the words "Autumn Flowers". He poured out the contents again, and what rolled into his palm was a black bead.

Anu leaned forward: "What is this?"

Wei Ling didn't answer her. It was clearly a demon pill, but it didn't have any demonic aura. He handed the bead to Xia Zhou who was beside him. of."

Anu couldn't understand the first half of the sentence, but he could understand the second half. He was startled again, as if he had thought of something extremely terrifying: "Sure enough...that brother really has a problem, I'm surprised, I, I was caught After he found out, he wanted to return it to him, but he said... but said... as long as you kill me, the things will still be his."

When Anu said a word, Wei Ling's gaze turned again: "What kind of person is the big brother you are talking about?"

"He...he..." Anu's lips trembled violently: "He is dressed in black... his hair color is very, very light... ah, his eyes are...not...not black..."

Anu still clearly remembered the appearance of that person in his mind.

He was dressed in black robes, with long light chestnut hair that fell only to his shoulders, and a pair of peach blossom eyes with pale golden pupils.

He always smiles when he talks and has two lovely dimples on his face.

And this kind of person is standing at the entrance of the Taoist temple at this time, the wind passing through the mountains and forests is blowing on him, raising the hem of his robe like a billowing cloud of smoke, making it light and ethereal.

"Have you ever seen such a tall little girl?"

Seeing Mochi looking at him at the sound, the young man took his time and stretched out his hand to gesture.

Mochi was startled in the slightest, he didn't even notice when this person approached!

Really know how to pick time, not long ago, the annoying Murong Chenhao was still poking around in various rooms, but when he was needed, there was no sound, and he didn't know where he went.

Fortunately, although Mochi has a simple temperament, the nature of a cultivator is not inferior to anyone. There is clearly a barrier of Murong Chenhao here, but this person can walk in without any alarm. , his body was empty, but Mochi was sure that the person who came was definitely not an idler.

"I'm a mortal, I don't know anything, but I lost something and want to get it back." The young man smelled hostility, and smiled leisurely: "Your Excellency has cultivated well, so don't try to learn from the younger generation."

Even so, there was a strong smell of blood on the young man.

Mochi said: "Don't you know what happened here when you went up the mountain? Since you are a mortal, how about going down the mountain quickly?"

The young man smiled lightly and cutely, his eyes were like crescent moons, and his light-colored eyes were full of innocence: "I'm afraid of being scolded if I lose something important. The little girl I mentioned just now is a little villain. Your Excellency seems to be upright." , do you want to indulge the rampant thieves?"

Mo Chi looked at him with a sad face, not knowing why he was able to smile so happily, but his smile was clear and clean, and it seemed that there was no malice involved.

"What did you lose, I'll go and find it for you, just stay here." Mo Chi pointed at the young man's feet.

The young man chuckled and said, "Okay."

Mochi saw that he was standing still, so he turned around and walked in, but just as he took a step, his right hand gently moved behind him, and he suddenly pulled out his sword, only to hear his whole body rubbing against each other, and the blade that had just come out of the sheath was crushed. The wire is tangled.

The young man was close at hand, not just on the sword. Those steel wires were interspersed with the tree trunks on both sides. In the moment just now, they were densely intertwined like spider webs, cutting off the retreat of Mochi.

"Who the hell are you?" Mochi's eyes were already cold, and the cold steel wire passed under his neck. If he lowered his head, he would be cut with blood.

"I'm about to die and ask who I am? Are you going to turn into a ghost and curse me every night?" The boy's smile was still there, and his voice was a little soft.

Mochi lifted the sword up, and turned it against his back. The layers of steel wire were swung away by the sword edge, and the sharp edge "hiss, hiss" was sharply sharpened.

"People don't become ghosts!"

He took off the scabbard with his left hand, chanting formulas in his mouth, encrusted with gorgeous golden patterns, forced his way out from between the steel wires, stepped on the scabbard and flipped out.

The moment he went out, the steel wire suddenly gathered, and the scabbard was cut into pieces.

The young man exclaimed, "As expected, he is the eldest disciple of Immortal Heavenly Feather."

Mo Chi clenched the sword in his hand and frowned at him: "You know who I am, but I don't know who you are, you took advantage!"

"Haha." The boy said, "My name is Shen Feihuan, is it even?"

Mochi said the name silently, and suddenly his face showed seriousness: "Liuli Mountain, Mochi, please enlighten me!"

After saying this, Mochi raised his sword and went up. Shen Feihuan followed his sword and retreated, keeping the sword close to his neck. Then he turned around and moved his fingers, and the extremely thin steel wire swept towards Mochi, and the foot of Mochi fell to the ground. , It was too late to jump up, so I could only walk quickly along its direction to get out of the way, but unexpectedly, the steel wire passed by, and the trunk behind me was cut off with a crash.

"Your weapon is too much!!" Mo Chi couldn't breathe, seeing the steel wire being pressed down, he could only block it with his sword, but with a "click", the sword was snapped off abruptly.

"Don't you cultivators have swords and swords? Why do you fight me with a piece of scrap metal?"

When Shen Feihuan was speaking, Mo Chi finally gave up fighting, just watched him gather his mana and prepare to face each other with palms.

"You can't do magic tricks to mortals, you've committed a foul." Shen Feihuan turned over and landed on his own steel wire, and stood firmly.

Mochi gritted his teeth: "Are you worthy of being called a mortal?"

"If you don't call me a mortal, don't underestimate it..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Feihuan's face changed suddenly, but he was not looking at Mochi, but looking at the mountains and forests from a distance: "Oh, the noise is too loud, it woke up that troublesome 'thing'." In this sentence, his figure was light, and he jumped onto the roof next to him: "I'll go first, and I hope I'm lucky." Then he ran away without a trace.

Mochi: "..." He originally wanted to use spells, but if he used them, he would never let Shen Feihuan escape so easily.

But, this, Murong Chenhao's enchantment!Unexpectedly, he managed to suppress all the harmful spells!As a result, Mochi tried for a long time and failed to summon the spell!

Feeling full of anger and worry that there is no place to vent, Murong Chenhao appeared on the tree stump that Shen Feihuan chopped up just now: "Are you... practicing sword? Did these trees provoke you?"

Mochi: "..."

Murong Chenhao jumped down from the tree stump, and he didn't have time to care about the mess: "Hurry up and find your master, there is a monster in the forest, something big is coming."

It was only then that Mochi remembered what Shen Feihuan had said, his expression changed, and he was about to leave, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure standing in the nearby woods from the corner of his sight.

"...?" Mochi's heart skipped a beat, and it was raised in his throat instantly.

That man is missing half of his head!The knees are crooked, and the arms are hanging by only a layer of skin!

It's the walking dead!He's limping and coming this way!

The most frightening thing was that he wasn't the only one. Soon, another person crawled out of the woods, with his head tilted and his body mutilated. The bloody walking corpse was lying in the air, silently beating the barrier.

Mochi wailed: "It's, it's not dark yet!!"

The sound of rustling leaves was getting closer and more obvious, two, three, and more and more walking corpses crawled out from the forest, unwilling to be blocked by the barrier, they opened their bloody claws and tore them out of thin air. bite.

"Go! I'll hold on here!" Murong Chenhao gave him a push: "When that monster comes over, I don't know if I can hold on!"

"well!"

Mochi took a deep breath, turned around and ran to the depths of the Taoist temple.