red dust robbery

But seeing the yamen guards in front of the gate of Kaifeng mansion collapsed on the ground in embarrassment, the four captains rushed out from inside with their knives out of their sheaths, looking prepared but also quite scrupulous.

Bao Zheng stepped out of the gate and stood on the stone steps. Right in front of him was a soft sedan chair covered with a yellow veil. Someone was sitting in it. The red robe and white hair could be seen vaguely. The specific face could not be seen clearly. The disciples and attendants were dressed in strange clothes, and their attacks were extremely mysterious and fierce. The sleeves of the leading woman in purple were flying, and before she had time to see what tricks she was using, the dynasty Mahan who was drawn and charged was overturned to the ground.

"Demon girl, I will fight with you!"

Seeing that his brother was injured, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu wanted to rush forward with red eyes, but Bao Zheng stopped him.

"stop!"

He stopped shouting and stood in the cold wind. Although he was only wearing casual clothes, he was majestic in the pool, showing no trace of fear. "This house is really doomed. No one can stop it. There is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices. Get back!"

Probably caught by his aura, the opponent stopped attacking.

After a while, I heard a low voice from the sedan chair: "I don't want to hurt innocent people, don't offend me!"

"You trespassed on this mansion and hurt people for no reason. This mansion would like to ask you, why are you so arrogant?"

The other party was silent.

But seeing the yellow veil gently fluttering, the brows and fierce eyes of the person in the sedan chair were faintly revealed.

After a long time, he suddenly heard him say slowly: "Cultural and martial arts complement each other, the sun and the moon are shining together, it is worthy of the birth of Wenqu Xingjun..."

Everyone didn't understand the meaning of his words, and they were only in a state of panic, but they heard him suddenly let out a dark and low laugh, overflowing with a murderous aura: "Okay, very good, you protect yourself with the brilliance of the sun and the moon, I can't catch your soul, But it's easy for me to take your life. You heard it clearly, Bao Zheng! I'm here to take your life!"

Before he finished speaking, the purple-clothed woman seemed to have received an order, she jumped up suddenly, followed the sound of the wind and glided all the way towards Bao Zheng with her palms like knives.

Seeing this, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu subconsciously raised their swords to meet them. The woman's hands were twisted into orchid shapes, and two purple rays of light shot out, hitting them like lightning. Hook, go straight to Bao Zheng to grab.

Everyone was astonished, but saw a black shadow flashing in front of them, a black thin dog rushed down from mid-air, and with a low growl, it bit a piece of flesh between the neck of the purple-clothed woman.

The woman let out a shrill neigh.

Before she could move any more, she was already thrown to the ground by the fine dog, its sharp claws pinning her body, unable to move.

"Beast! Hugh is rude!"

Before everyone recovered their senses, they saw the wind blowing loudly above the soft sedan chair, the bright yellow veil was flying, and a golden light came from inside the sedan chair, heading straight for the black dog. At this moment, a woman in Tsing Yi volleyed down from the sky, a blue sword light in her hand held the golden glow, and the three dragons neighed lowly in their sheaths. anti.

At the same time, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang drew out their swords together, and went straight for the soft sedan chair.

Probably because the person in the sedan chair was angered, the other party immediately stopped the golden light from just now, but he used his power again, muttering words in his mouth, raised his hand, extended his palm, curled his fingers, and made a seal. When the two came, Zhan Zhao suddenly felt something was wrong, the handprint had already passed through his body, he felt his muscles and bones weaken for a while, he fell to the ground, staggered to support his body, and a mouthful of blood spewed out!

"The way of the demon!" Bai Yutang suddenly became angry, and stabbed with the shadow of the painting, but saw a silver light pointing at the man's fingertips, and fell to the ground convulsively.

Alarm bells rang in Ah Jiu's heart.

The opponent is not an ordinary monster.

The Roaring Sky Dog and the Three-Headed Flood Dragon are both thousand-year-old divine beasts, and those who can fight them, even monsters, should be monsters with good morals.

And looking at the technique of the comer, it is obviously not comparable to that of the previous snake spirit.

She was thinking about ways to retreat from the enemy, but the other party had already started further actions.

The person in the sedan chair sat cross-legged, made seals in his hands, and chanted mantras in secret, everyone felt dizzy for a while, seeing the disciples carrying the software moving forward slowly, but they couldn't move.

"Stop!" Suddenly, someone stopped drinking.

While the sky was spinning, Zhan Zhao tried his best to prop up his body, and at some point he was already in front of the soft sedan chair.

"As long as Zhan is here, you are not allowed to go any further!"

The person in the sedan chair raised his eyelids and looked at the young man with unconcealable contempt in his eyes. He ignored it and wanted to move on, but he saw the blood-stained young man in blue clothes silently closing his eyes. A silver light burst out between the eyebrows, and spread slowly, forming a fan shape, blocking the people behind him, as if building a barrier, preventing others from taking half a step.

"Born with divine eyes?" The person in the sedan chair suddenly turned pale, and lifted the curtain, "Who are you!"

Zhan Zhao didn't answer.

The silver light spread slowly, and the handsome face was shrouded in this dazzling light.

Probably irritated by his silence, a golden light burst out from the palm of the person in the sedan chair and struck towards him, like the edge of a blade, the light became more and more intense, as if it was about to cut into the barrier built by the silver light.

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly.

The silver light was strong and weak, as if it was struggling with the demon power.

Ah Jiu was secretly startled, with the power of that day's eye, it was so reluctant to deal with the opponent's demon technique?

And judging by the situation, it seems that it can't last too long.

She frowned, but she couldn't think of an emergency solution. She saw that the silver light was getting weaker and weaker, and finally the golden light exploded, splitting the sporadic cold light in an instant, and the blue-clothed youth was lifted into the air by the huge attack force.

"Zhan Zhao!" She jumped up and took him down. When she bent down to look at him, his face was already pale, and a bloodstain was slowly overflowing between his brows.

"Hahaha!" The person in the sedan chair laughed wildly, "Even if the innate eyesight is powerful, it depends on who is using it! An ordinary person dares to use his arms as a cart, he is really overconfident!"

He raised his hand to make a seal, and then raised his palm again to strike, and the demonic light appeared one after another, intending to take people's lives.

But there are thousands of brilliant lights shrouded from the sky, the radiance is overflowing, the auspicious energy is colorful, and thousands of demon lights are floating without a trace.

Everyone was amazed, and when they looked up, they could only hear the sound of wearing rings. In the middle of the sky, a woman in yellow shirt came in the night, with a blue lotus lantern in her hand, and a seven-inch lotus platform, bursting out with auspicious light, dazzling people's eyes.

The person in the sedan stared blankly for a long time, and finally showed a look of panic and disbelief: "The Lotus Lantern?"

The ancient artifact handed down by the Nuwa Empress, a treasure born in response to the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and there is only one person who holds it.

"You are the Three Holy Mothers of Mount Hua!"

When he called out her name, the woman in the yellow shirt was stepping on the auspicious clouds and descending slowly, her clothes fluttering in the night wind, her soft and gentle face, under the illumination of the lotus lantern, looked graceful and noble.

Her eyes fell on the man in blue who was injured just now, but she saw that man was also looking at her, but instead of the familiar pampering and warmth in her eyes, they were confused and struggling, and there was a moment of bottomless sadness welling up. But it was buried heavily by her.

Fu turned his eyes to the opposite side again: "I am Yang Chan, who are you, to disturb the world and kill innocent people!"

Her voice was gentle, but with firmness that should not be underestimated: "I think you haven't hurt anyone's life so far, retreat quickly, and let you live!"

The other party was silent for a moment, but laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, Yang Chan, Yang Chan, who do you think you are!" He said, "Back then, Yang Jian was invincible in the Three Realms, and the gods, Buddhas, and demons of the Three Realms looked at him and respected you as the Holy Mother. Your soul is flying away, you are a little earth fairy, what are you afraid of! If you hit me today, you will just avenge Yang Jian for sealing me 200 years ago!"

Ah Jiu was startled when he heard that, so he looked at Zhan Zhao's face, but saw that his expression was twitching, as if he was struggling for something, and his breathing seemed to be even more disordered.

When Yang Chan heard what he said, there was a layer of unknowable sadness in his eyes, and he raised his eyes again: "In this case, then you can try it and see if it can be what you want."

She was standing with a lamp in her hand, her skirt was blown up by the evening wind, the lotus blossoms were shining, and there was a bit of chill.

The person in the sedan chair was silent for a long time, but did not move.

Probably thinking about the odds of winning against the Lotus Lantern.

But Ah Jiu settled down.

Although Yang Chan's magic power is not high-level, but a lotus lamp in her hand can already withstand ten thousand years of cultivation, with the scheming and cultivation of this monster, it is not enough to fight recklessly.

Sure enough, after a long silence, the other party just snorted coldly: "You have the Lotus Lantern in your hand, I won't fight with you, but Bao Zheng's life, I will surely win!"

After a pause, he only heard him shout: "Let's go!"

A group of people suddenly disappeared into the twilight.

When everyone came back to their senses, they were covered in cold sweat.

Suddenly, Ah Jiu called out: "Zhan Zhao!"

Yang Chan didn't chase any more, but turned her eyes to the side, the blue-clothed youth finally collapsed as if he couldn't hold on anymore, his face was paper-like, and the bloodstains on the corner of his mouth were dazzling.

Twilight was deep.

Ah Jiu stood in the courtyard, looking at the auspicious light shining from Zhan Zhao's room, and remained silent.That was the Three Holy Mothers urging the Lotus Lantern to heal his wounds alone.This time Zhan Zhao was seriously injured, but with the Lotus Lantern around, she wasn't very worried.

What worried her was the origin of the demon way. 200 years ago, when Yang Jian was appointed as the God of Justice, the demon who could work and seal with him himself must not be an idle generation. The reason for the comeback this time is for the child who gathers the aura of heaven and earth?

But what has it to do with Wenquxing?

The giant que in her hand has been jumping happily in the sheath since just now. She looked up at the cyan lotus flower that was flickering in and out of the room. Could it be the sleeping soul in the human body? Power, with unusual throbbing?

There was a rippling in the surrounding air, and the white clothes beside him fluttered, and Bai Yutang appeared by his side at some point.

"You haven't left yet?"

"I went to the Grand Master's Mansion just now." Bai Yutang was noncommittal, "It confirmed our guess."

Ah Jiu frowned slightly: "Sure enough, it's for the baby?"

"It was the old thief Pang who used the knife to kill people, and Ji Gao was the one who came up with the idea." Bai Yutang nodded, and looked up at the brilliance radiating from the room, "How is Zhan Zhao's injury?"

"It's healing."

"He was injured so badly, what kind of Holy Mother..." Bai Yutang looked hesitant, "Can it be done?"

She can't do you?

Ah Jiu looked at him incredulously, but it was hard to be sarcastic at his serious worry, so she just gave him a sideways glance, "At least... you are much more reliable than Fifth Brother."

Bai Yutang was stunned by her choking: "Hey, you—"

Just as he was about to say something, when he looked back, Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce had already turned around the veranda and walked towards this place. Then, the light in the room in front of them dimmed, and the room was silent for a long while, and there was a faint sound of Xi Suo, and after a while , a woman in a light yellow dress dragging the floor held a lotus lantern and pushed open the door and came out.

"how?"

Ah Jiu didn't have anything extra to say, so she went up to meet her and asked her.

Through the twilight, she saw that although Yang Chan's face was calm, she always felt that it was not clear, and her eyes were full of sadness and sadness.

"I used the Lotus Lantern to perform his exercises three times. His blood vessels have been smoothed, and his internal injuries should be fine. It's just..." She paused, but didn't continue.

Ah Jiu frowned slightly, looked at her, but saw that Yang Chan just raised the corners of her mouth slightly, shook her head, and took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve: "This, three times a day, take it with water, and you will be cured within a few days." .”

Hearing this, Ah Jiu felt relieved, only to hear that Bao Zheng heaved a sigh of relief behind him, and gave a deep salute: "Thank you, the Holy Mother, for your help, Kaifeng Mansion is very grateful!"

"My lord, there is no need to be too polite." Yang Chan stepped aside, "This is just Yang Chan's job, not to mention..."

She took a deep look inside the room, but did not speak again after all.

That was her own second brother.

It's just that the second brother...doesn't recognize her?

That year, her child split open Huashan Mountain to welcome her to see the sun again, and her family was reunited, but she never saw the peach blossoms at the foot of Huashan Mountain, or the brother who had been dependent on each other for thousands of years and worked hard to plan for her.

She has been searching for more than 20 years in the vast sea of ​​people in the mortal world, but when she first met, it seemed like a lifetime away.

Seeing her erratic eyes, Ah Jiu sighed silently, took the porcelain bottle in her hand, moved closer, and whispered in a voice that would not be noticed by outsiders, "At noon tomorrow, I will go to Yunlai Inn to find you."

Yang Chan's eyes moved slightly, and she nodded slightly.

Then he withdrew: "It's fine now, I should leave too."

She looked up and saw that Xiaotian dog was squatting on the stone steps beside him, staring at the faint light in the room, sighed softly, walked over and hugged it: "This is the dog under my brother's seat." The spirit dog ran out for fun, since I met it, I will take it back."

She said this very naturally, as if she came down here just to get back her pets, so when the Xiaotian dog struggled in her arms and barked a few times, the mortals who didn't know why I just thought it was the runaway spiritual pet who was arrested and lost his temper, and no one made a sound to stop him.

On the contrary, Ah Jiu could clearly hear the three Jiao Jiao's muffled laughter hiding in the giant tower.

And San ShengMu gently stroked the dog's head, and Teng Qiyun left slowly.

The mortals who stayed behind stared blankly at the fading beauty of the fairy, and couldn't recover for a while.

"Huashan...Three Holy Mothers?" Bai Yutang said belatedly, "When I visited Huashan, I went to the Holy Mother's Palace, where the incense is very prosperous..."

He paused for a moment, mocking himself a bit: "I never expected to see the apparition of the Virgin Mary in this life."

"I have heard that the Notre Dame Palace was destroyed by an earthquake more than 30 years ago, and the incense was cut off for a while, and it seems that it has been nearly [-] years since the golden body was rebuilt..." Gongsun Ce stroked his beard thoughtfully, "press According to ancient legends, the Three Holy Mothers are the sister of Zhenjun Erlang, and the elder brother and the black dog she was talking about..."

Gongsun Ce fought a cold war. According to the legend, the prestigious Erlang Zhenjun and his subordinate beast, Xiaotiangou, are untouchable existences for mortals.

Ah Jiu looked at their subtle expressions and didn't speak. She just thought secretly in her heart, if one day her cousin woke up completely, and the gentle and elegant guard Zhan became a famous ancient god of war, what kind of reaction would this family have? ?

She turned her eyes to the closed door again, remembering the sad look on Yang Chan's brow just now, if siblings meet again, she shouldn't have such a depressed expression, and the jumping of the three dragons shows that Yang Jian's spiritual consciousness is active To a new level, he was, remember what?