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The cage was bound by thick vines and hung in the air tens of meters above the ground.

Ao Dingbo curled up in the middle of the wooden cage made of thorns, patted his tail boredly, the strength made the cage shake non-stop, making strange creaking noises.

In retrospect, it was just a distraction just now, and in a blink of an eye, Xuanlan cast a spell and locked him in this square cage. The red dragon panted irritably, and the dragon's breath with sparks immediately sprinkled on the tree vines, roasting it instantly. The leaf with the closest focal distance.

"Tsk," baring his teeth impatiently, Ao Dingbo raised his head and tried to open the cage covering him, but was stunned by the thorny vines, so he lowered his head and roared furiously at Xuanlan who was sitting below : "Vald donkey, what do you mean?"

Some distance down from the cage is a small platform extended by wooden boards, which is enough to accommodate several people to sit together.

Xuanlan was wearing a gray-blue monk robe and was meditating with a young deer in his arms. He heard the chirping sound of the red dragon above his head and slowly opened his eyes. "Amitabha."

I saw that the six sides of the square cage on the top were covered with blood-stained charms. The spells made the demon spirits locked in them show their original shapes, and at the same time suppressed the demon power, making it impossible for the red dragon to resist in a short time.

Feeling the sluggish movement of spiritual energy in his veins, Ao Dingbo suddenly felt a little irritable... Was he slack in the end? Not only did he not have time to make a move when Xuanlan appeared, he was also fixed by the illusion, and he was still stuffed into it after all the tossing In this broken cage.

"Vald donkey!" Ao Dingbo yelled loudly, and the dragon's claws hooked the cane vigorously: "If you have the ability, let me out, let's fight again."

Ao Dingbo shook the rattan cage into the air, pulling the rattan leaves in all directions, and rustling to the ground.

Xuanlan put the snow-white young deer in his arms back on the wooden board, got up and brushed off the dead leaves and branches that fell on his shoulders, smiled at the rambunctious red dragon, and said softly: "Please don't be impatient, benefactor."

He spoke nicely, but it's a pity that just as he finished speaking, the coercion caused by the talisman clinging to the outside of the cage suddenly increased several times, and Ao Dingbo's entire dragon was instantly pressed to the bottom of the cage, unable to move, and a strong sense of dizziness It came like a flood, making him lose the desire to continue cursing.

Xuanlan chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, looked at the wilting red dragon and sighed and shook his head.Then he took out the light golden mirage bead with cracks and looked at it: "This time, you will never be able to escape." At noon, the violent sunlight was mostly covered by the tree canopy, and the breeze blew through the forest with the monk's murmur. .

The young deer, who had been quietly following Xuanlan, took a few steps forward, and gently rubbed the hem of the monk's cloth robe with the furry antlers on his head.

The small gesture quickly attracted the other party's attention, Xuan Lan stretched out his hand to touch the soft fur on the back of Linglu's neck, and asked it warmly, "What's the matter?"

Soon, I saw a milky white mist suddenly diffused from the place where Linglu was, and a moist and shiny light flashed in the middle.

When the clouds cleared, there was no shadow of the young deer beside Xuan Lan, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was in its place.

The boy had red pupils and white hair, and his face was delicate and handsome. He was wearing a brocade robe with wide sleeves, and a light gauze garment with golden light was wrapped around it.The two antlers on the front of the forehead have not yet been fully retracted, and the deer ears under the long hair are drooping, and they are lifted up and flapped a few times from time to time.

His eyes seemed to be full of watery light, and he jumped into Xuanlan's arms with a few steps.

The monk's face remained unchanged, as calm as if he had seen such a scene countless times before, he reached out and firmly caught the young man in the form of Linglu.

The man's palm was dry and warm. He stroked the young deer's long silver hair hanging down his back, and asked in a deep voice, "Impatient?"

The young man hugged Xuan Lan's waist tightly and did not let go, he was not tall, he could only reach the other's waist and abdomen at most, the soft/flesh on his cheeks rubbed against the coarse linen clothes on the monk's body, and he whispered: "No. "

Xuan Lan looked down at the other party's whirling, the corners of his lips slightly hooked, and his tone was usually soft: "What's the matter?" The smile on his face didn't reach his eyes.

The young man struggled a few times, letting go to leave a gap between the two.He quickly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his right forearm wrapped in layers of gauze.

Seeing the bright red blood stains oozing from the gauze, the young man's slender and snow-white eyelashes flickered, and his eyes seemed to inadvertently sweep over the six bloody charms used to seal the red dragon.Afterwards, the gauze was deliberately torn off, exposing the bruises and mottled wounds to the broad daylight.

Seeing Xuanlan's expression change slightly, the young man stretched out his hand to the man's eyes, muttering softly: "It hurts."

A faint smell of blood diffused with the young man's movements. Ao Dingbo was paralyzed at the bottom of the cage with his eyes closed. After smelling the strangely powerful monster power, he trembled all over, opened his eyes suddenly, and stretched his neck. I want to see clearly the source of the demon power.

It's just that Xuanlan didn't care about the movement of the cage on the top, but took out a new roll of gauze and medicine powder from his arms, squatted down/body until he was at the same height as the boy, and then uncorked the medicine bottle , Apply medicine to the open wound on the opponent's hand.

When Ao Dingbo lay on the bottom of the cage and looked down eagerly, he could see clearly that the wound on the deer demon's hand seemed to be injured by a sharp object, and the healing marks were old and new, and they were not caused at the same time.Moreover, it is clearly a little demon who has just learned to change form. The blood species should not contain such a majestic demon power.

The six talisman papers firmly pasted on the cage were soaked in blood, and through the same demonic aura on them, Ao Dingbo could conclude that the talisman was made with the blood of the deer demon.

Ao Dingbo looked at the back of Xuanlan's shiny head and spat secretly in his heart, thinking that the bald donkey would do anything to achieve his goal, and that wild deer was so stupid that he was willing to bloodlet the human race to deal with its own kind.

Chilong felt resentful in his heart, panting heavily, blaming the juniors for their depravity and the future of the monster race, and wanted to yell at the human race for being shameless, abducting the little demon, and being evil.

Underneath Xuanlan remained calm, and re-bandaged the wounds on the young man's arm one by one. He stood up straight again after all the wounds on the boy's arms were missing. young deer hugged from the ground.

Xuan Lan purposely made the other party sit in the crook of her arm, and patted the young man's back with his free hand a few times—the posture of coaxing the child was extremely skillful.

The deer demon approached Xuanlan, wrapping his thin arms around the man's neck, buried half of his face in the hollow of his shoulder, with a very dependent expression for a time: "...monk, I'm hungry."

A childish soft waxy voice sounded, and the young deer held the fabric of the man's skirt and did not let go, relying on Ao Dingbo not to see its face at this time, pointed to Chilong, purposely leaned closer to Xuanlan's ear and whispered: "I If we want to eat him, when can we do it?"

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, this sentence was blown by the wind and fell into Ao Dingbo's ears, causing him to stare like a copper bell, the whole dragon's body was stiff, and he was beyond shocked.

... Sure enough, this person is a traitor, and he is not a good thing!

"Be patient," Xuan Lan comforted, and put the mirage pearl into the young man's hand to let him play with it as he wished, which meant a lot: "Wait a little longer."

At this time, no matter how slow Ao Dingbo is, he can realize what the other party's painstakingly designed series of traps are for.

Ao Dingbo gritted his teeth angrily, and found that the dead bald donkey had been targeting Ao Zhan from beginning to end.

Not paying attention to the small movements of the red dragon above his head shaking his head and tail, the deer demon carefully held the mirage bead in his white and soft hands, raised the bead up to his eyes, and purposely faced the sun, his light red pupils stared at the cracks on the mirage bead He didn't let it go, and asked in doubt: "So...can another dragon be attracted?"

Xuanlan nodded as a tacit consent, taking advantage of the opportunity to add a little spiritual power to the broken mirage bead, so that the originally dim light on it would re-light, so as not to completely lose contact with Ao Zhan.

Ao Dingbo didn't stop struggling, and finally felt the pressure on his body dissipate a little, and immediately couldn't help shouting hoarsely: "Bulk, what do you want to do to my elder brother?"

Xuan Lan raised her head upon hearing the sound: "You don't deserve to know."

"You!" Ao Dingbo was so angry at the hypocrisy of the other party's smiling face that he wanted to breathe fire, his breath shot out sparks, the tip of his tail slapped on the bottom of the cage, and the tip of his claws sank deep in the vines, scratching his way out Deep Scar: "Insidious, despicable, shameless."

Xuanlan was calm and relaxed, accepting Ao Dingbo's insults as they were ordered, her hand holding the young deer was extremely steady, and even her expression didn't change a bit.

"Ah," the deer demon was originally deaf to the surrounding noises, but at a certain moment, he paused, suddenly retracted the mirage beads he was holding into his arms, and then tugged at Xuanlan's collar: "Someone is coming. "

The monk lowered his eyebrows, reached out and touched the deer demon's head: "Yes."

The deer demon quickly pushed Xuanlan away, leaped from the man's embrace and fell to the ground, instantly transformed into the original form of a young deer, leaped outwards and disappeared into the hidden jungle——

At the same time, the monk clasped his palms together and made a golden light in his palms. He flipped his fingers a few times, and a Zen staff slowly appeared in midair along with the light.

The head of the Zen staff suspended in the air is shaped like an upside-down hollowed-out golden bowl, with several gold rings on it, and nine-petal double lotus slices are strung on the rings.The buddha's radiance flourishes along the edge of the Zen stick, and when it is waved, the thin slices and heavy lotuses hit each other, and the clear and clear sound is solemn and solemn, like a Buddha's name.

Xuanlan stood on the spot holding the Zen staff with one hand, and the tip of the bottom of the Zen staff lightly touched the ground, and the sound of the bell was heard at the moment of the collision, and quickly flew into the air to form a barrier of golden light.

At this moment, just hearing the roar of the giant dragon, a black shadow shot straight towards Xuanlan's face like a piercing arrow!

The huge coercion and explosive spiritual power immediately pressed on the golden light barrier, bursting out with dazzling white light, easily crushing the entire wooden platform, and collapsing suddenly.

The violent impact radiated from the point where the two men met each other as the center, and immediately set off a torrential wave, overturning all the layers of branches and forest leaves in all directions.

When the light faded away, the two people who were facing each other in the middle of the sky fully revealed their figures——

I saw Ao Zhan with awe-inspiring murderous aura all over his body, his hands turned into dragon claws and chopped on Xuanlan's knot seal.The monk's brows were tightly locked, and he held the Zen stick tightly in both hands to block the door, gritting his teeth to resist the opponent's piercing blow.

At the moment of the battle, Xuanlan secretly thought that it was bad, he only felt that Ao Zhan's strength was too strong, and he was not as badly injured as he imagined, and it was difficult to resist.

The monk had no choice but to recite a few Buddhist scriptures in a low voice while panting for a moment, causing strands of golden light to emerge behind him, intertwined and intertwined, and finally formed a huge Maitreya Buddha statue.

Ao Zhan was in the upper hand for the time being. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ao Dingbo who was being suppressed in the cage. Suddenly, the phantom of the blue dragon's head exploded in the sky, followed by a dragon's neighing.

The two phantoms swooped towards each other under the control of the two of them, and there was a violent explosion at the moment of contact, and the majestic spiritual power that followed seemed like a landslide.

Seeing that he was invincible, Xuan Lan immediately turned to retreat, and dodged to avoid the opponent's fierce wind, and the monk's robe was accidentally torn open with a huge mouth.

The murderous intent in Ao Zhan's vertical pupils became more intense, and seeing Xuanlan retreating more and more, he immediately summoned a large group of ghost blue flames, and controlled them all to attack Xuanlan's face directly.