There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

The first chapter of the eighty-fifth piece: (1)

The black clouds were dense, the wind was strong, and the snow-white lightning was like a sharp blade, breaking through the sky and piercing the ground. In the majestic heavy rain, a group of monks wearing hats and hats were elegant, like fairy-like monks, ghost-shaped, through the rain curtain, Surrounded a small village.

In this small village, most of the people have already fallen asleep. Only the one at the foot of the village tail is still lit. The young male host is dressed in coarse clothes and is anxiously holding a pot of pots. A pot of hot water entered the house, and his wife had already given birth, but she had not given birth to the baby for two days and two nights. At this time, she was venting more and less air, and the host was so anxious that tears were coming out!

He hadn't even noticed that there were more treacherous people outside his roof and courtyard.

They were even dripping with rain, but no one spoke, just waiting silently for the child's birth.

Then, kill him and walk for the sky.

The hostess who was lying on the bed in the room was pale. She grabbed her husband’s hand and desperately tried to give birth to the child, but it was too difficult. She had been born for so long and she had no strength for a long time, but she didn’t know. No matter how hard she works, it is useless. Only at a certain hour, this special child will be born.

"...The hai time has passed, the sub-time is approaching, the sky descends on a vision, the magic fetus has an accident, the world is in chaos, and the people are not going to live!"

With a huge thunder, the baby who had been born for two days and two nights finally croaked to the ground. The host happily picked up the baby and wanted to show it to his wife. After hearing a loud noise, the door of his house was kicked open and a wave came in. A person who can't see his face with a long sword and wearing a hat.

"Who are you!" He quickly picked up the axe on the wall and protected his wife and children behind him.

After the wife gave birth, the situation improved a lot. At this time, she was terrified. They were just a pair of ordinary people in this world. The village was poor. Could it be that these people came to robbery?

"Send up the child in your hands."

When the host heard that they were trying to **** the child, how could he follow?

The headed man sneered: "Giving birth to a demon fetus harms the world, if I were you two, I would commit suicide early and apologize!"

"The devil's fetus was born, and I wait for the cultivators to kill it in the cradle. If we wait for her to grow up in the future, wouldn't it be a chaos in the world!"

Only then did the couple understand what the group meant that their children were magic fetuses, but how could this be possible? This is the child they are eagerly waiting for. In October, they will kick their wife’s belly and stretch out their small fists. The host will speak to her, and she will respond. The appearance of the newly born baby is no different from other babies. I was sleeping with my eyes closed and my mouth in my wife's arms. He was obviously a pink and soft baby. How could it be a magic fetus?

"Get out of my house!" The host yelled, raising the axe in his hand, "This is our child, not a magic fetus!"

"Stupid! Absurd! You treat this demon fetus as your own life, knowing how many innocent lives she will kill in the future!"

This group of people vowed to say that their child was a magic fetus. The couple refused to believe in anyway. Those people seemed impatient and went straight up to grab it. Although the host is a good hand at chopping wood and hunting on weekdays, but When confronted with these cultivators, it was like a worm shaking a tree, and was kicked into the air in an instant. The wife who had just given birth to the child was weak, and she held the child tightly in her arms.

The little child was still red, his eyes couldn't even be opened, and the lump of tender flesh made people's hearts melted.

"Don't come here! Don't grab my child!"

The leading man raised his sword to pierce the baby’s heart and lungs, trying to strangle the devil's fetus in its infancy. At this time, another purple light flashed and went straight to his heart. He quickly avoided, and there was another batch in the house. The person dressed in black was full of evil spirits, and the room that was originally cramped, at this time, he couldn't even get a foot in it.

"Magic repair?!"

The headed man in black was the male and female face, still smearing red lips. At this moment, he was playing with a snake-shaped purple whip. He shot the life-killing purple light just now, and he smiled: " Our Sovereign heard that there will be a demon fetus coming to the world tonight, and we have specially ordered us to come and bring this child back to him. You guys, shouldn't you rob us?"

The white-clothed man said angrily: "You demon repairs are so vicious! This child must die here today, don't want to take her away!"

"Then try it!"

In the chaos, the man in black went to **** the child from the hostess's arms. When this woman in black touched something, she could turn the other party into toxic slime. How could the hostess let her daughter be taken away? But she had just given birth, and she was a mortal again. The black-clothed woman was originally a demonic cultivator, and murdering and digging her heart is more common, and she broke the hostess's neck directly!

The host woke up unconsciously, and found that his wife was dead, and his daughter was held in his hand by the man in black who did not know when he appeared. His eyes were cracked, and despite the severe physical pain, he grabbed the axe that fell to the ground and rushed over. ——"I fought with you——"

He stood there with only a squeak, unable to move. It turned out that it was the woman in black who was holding his daughter in one hand. The other hand pierced his chest and quickly melted his body into a ball of venomous slime. The hostess There was no way to even look at the newborn daughter again, and the whole person melted instantly, leaving only a smelly black mass on the ground.

The little baby seemed to feel the tragic death of his parents, and started crying loudly with a sharp cry. Everyone present felt more and more that they deserved to be a magic fetus. This cry can affect their state and must be strangled/taken back quickly!

But obviously, the demons had the upper hand, they were about to leave with today's spoils, but suddenly realized that they couldn't move.

"Where are you taking this child?"

The people in white clothes suffered heavy casualties, and only a few of them were left. Seeing this man appearing in the light, he was pleasantly surprised: "Uncle Shi!"

The ancestors of the uncles are the elders of the Wuyezong, the monk named Daoci. Because they have the power to overcome the catastrophe, the Wuyezong has always been the leader among the righteous sects, but the unexpected is that it has never been. Inquiring about the world, he who is dedicated to asking immortals and asking questions, unexpectedly will appear here for a demon fetus.

Since Daoji is here, are the people of the Demon Sect his opponent?

The woman in black who was holding the baby didn’t know what was going on. The little baby in her hand fell into Daoji’s arms, and Daoji’s body was calm and peaceful, but the little baby who was a magic fetus still cried loudly and saw her. When Uncle Shi arrived, the cultivators of the Wuye Sect immediately stood up and became proud. Some people said, "Uncle Shi, this demon fetus is crying constantly. It is really annoying. It can be seen that its nature is degenerate. In my opinion, it ended earlier. It’s better for her to become a major trouble in the future!"

Daoji said, "Although she is a demon fetus, it is not that she can't guide the good and act arbitrarily to kill. Do you still remember that you are a cultivator?"

The monk said a few words indifferently by him, and his face was flushed, and he didn't dare to say more.

Daoji looked down at the crying baby in his arms, and gently touched her soft cheek with his fingers, but the baby was still crying, and he looked at the pool of blood on the ground again, staring at the bed, his head and body turned. The mistress who was in a circle, sighed softly, she was a step late in the end.

"Uncle Shi, the devil's womb was born to the world because everyone was punishable. She killed her parents as soon as she was born. If she was brought back to the unemployed sect, she was imprisoned in the cold pool, so as to watch and listen!"

Daoji was about to answer when he heard a silver bell-like laughter.

The laughter was crisp and tender, full of ridicule: "Isn't it? If you didn't come to kill the demon fetus, you would not be targeted by the demon sect. If you don't bring the demon sect, a family of three might live a good life. Well, I really want to say harm, I think it’s you, right?"

Everyone looked at the source of the sound and found that at some point, there was another girl in a red skirt in the room. She was dressed in a flame-like Luoshang, with green silk like a waterfall and beautiful as a fairy. She is known as the realm of cultivating immortals. Fairy Feixu, the unemployed sect of the first beauty, is also inferior to her peerless appearance.

"This little baby was born, has never eaten milk, and suffered this disaster again, how can he not cry? Is it possible that you all jumped out of the stone, and when you are a baby, you don't even cry?"

The girl really feels funny, can this little baby cry? Anyway, the same magic sound pierced the brain, which made people feel a headache. This group of monks was not bad, and they even blamed others for crying.

The little baby seemed to feel something, and the crying gradually became smaller. The girl's attitude was really arrogant and rebellious. The unprofessional monk said angrily: "Where is the demon girl, let's talk about it!"

"Oh." The girl pointed to herself in disbelief, "I'm like a demon? You can't do anything else, but you have a lot of ability to put hats on people. It turns out that this is a respectable person, disrespectful and disrespectful."

Daoji scolded: "Don't talk nonsense."

Then she asked the girl: "I don't know how this fellow Taoist is called?"

The girl replied, "My name is Linglong, and I also came for this demon fetus."

In other words, three groups of people appeared in this room tonight, all for the newborn baby.

"Friend Linglong." Dao Ci said warmly, "Many disciples in the Caizong Zong have offended, and I also invite Daoist Haihan. Wuye Zong has always been ashamed of his heart. I want to take this child back. Please rest assured that I will accept her. Apprentice, be careful to raise her, and will never let her go astray, nor will she fall into the hands of the Demon Sect."

Hearing that Uncle Daoci said that he would take the demonic womb as disciples, the monks of the unprofessional sect opened their eyes wide and couldn't believe it!

Linglong said, "But I also want to accept her as a disciple. What should I do? Or if we two fight, whoever wins will listen to whom?"

Daoji couldn't see her cultivation level, but the girl appeared silently beside him but no one cared, knowing that the other party's cultivation level is no less than her own, but this immortal cultivation world, except for him, has a great time to pass the catastrophe. There can only be two, one is the master of Liaoyuan from Qingfo Temple, and the other is the master of Demon Sect. When did such a girl appear? Is it possible that there are still schools in the world that can't escape from the world?

"Bold!"

The monk who had been reprimanded earlier saw that Linglong had spoken so unceremoniously to her master and uncle, and became annoyed, and began to speak loudly again.

Linglong was tired of listening, and slapped casually in the air. The monk instantly smashed a hole in the ground like a kite with a broken line.

At this time, the cultivators of the Wuyezong drew their swords at Linglong, and looked at Linglong coldly. They were extremely tired of these incompetent and snarling guys. She said slowly: "Believe it or not, take this again. Point the sword at me, and I can kill you all in a blink of an eye."

Saying that she raised her hand, Daoji rebuked: "Don't be rude!"

Even so, Cautious Linglong shot all the unprofessional cultivators flying out. She didn't even move during the whole process, just waved her hand, nothing more.

This group of cultivators were placed in the human world, and everyone wanted to call a fairy master, but when they were in her hands, they were no different from cutting melons and vegetables.

"I don't like to talk nonsense with you people who like to play officialdom, this boy, are you giving it to me now, or am I going to grab it?"

Obviously, her patience has reached its limit.

Daoji was about to speak, and Linglong had already approached him. He had never been so close to a woman before. He was about to avoid him, but he was shocked to find that the child had disappeared. Then I don’t know when to return to the original table where Linglong was sitting. The little baby is being carried in her hands.

Strangely speaking, the crying child reached Linglong's hands, but slowly stopped crying.

Linglong thought, it should be because she had just swallowed the souls of her parents.

She glanced at the pool of blood on the ground, as well as the impatient mistress. The little child didn't know that she had lost her parents since she was born. After that, she was the goddess nemesis, the demon fetus was born, and she was born with a penny The rumors of the dead father and mother are like a shadow. Everyone hates her and fears her. No matter how hard she tries to practice, no one cares about her—because she has been a demon fetus since she was born, and it is destined to harm the world.

When she really degenerates and endangers the world, the group of people who had ridiculed her and forced her into a monster bit by bit can finally say honestly:

look! She really is a magic fetus! No amount of education is useless!

Her roots are evil! it is bad!

Everyone gets punishable!

"Just now, you killed her parents, right?" Linglong looked at the black woman in the magic repair with precision.

It was she who broke the hostess's neck and turned the host into a pool of blood.

The woman also heard the name of the real person Daoci, and seeing that Linglong could easily **** the child from Daoci's hands, she knew that this strength was so strong that she was afraid that she might not be under the sovereign, and she was so scared that she shuddered in two battles. Killed his own life.

Linglong said, "I will give you twenty years. After twenty years, this child will come to you for revenge."

The little baby grumbled, and Linglong smoothly took out a milk bottle and stuffed it into her mouth. The milk in it was at a good temperature. The extremely hungry little baby immediately began to suck. How did it look like a magic fetus? Obviously just an ordinary kid!

The black-clothed woman listened, her face didn't show up, but she was very disdainful in her heart. She thought that although she could not compare to other people, she was also a monk of the Golden Elixir stage in the Demon Cultivation, twenty years? What can a twenty-year-old woman do for her?

"I've taken this child away." Linglong holding the baby in one hand, while looking at other people, especially the monks of Wuyezong, "The death of this couple was caused by you. After 20 years, you will have to pay accordingly. cost."

After speaking, she disappeared in front of everyone.

"Uncle Master..."

Daoji looked calm, looked at the couple's remains, and sighed softly.

This is cause and effect. That Linglong Daoist said rightly that if it weren't for the unprofessional monk who insisted on strangling the devil's fetus, it would not cause demon cultivation to covet it. If Moxiu doesn’t come, the couple will not die, and the child will not become an orphan—he wants to bring the child back to the Wuyezong, but after taking it back, how could other people without the Yezong treat her as an orphan. The fellow?

Being counted as a magic fetus, it was destined to be her fate.

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Little babies, it’s normal to eat and pull, but Linglong can’t handle it personally, so I use Chapter 1: Transfiguration to create a few puppets, who are responsible for taking care of the baby. She used the first chapter on the sea again: Transformed into a fairy island, and lived here on weekdays.

The time in the world of cultivating immortals is really meaningless. In the blink of an eye, five years later, the little baby who had to eat and drink Lazard at the time needed to be taken care of, has grown into a small mass of flesh covered in fat and walking around.

Maybe it was the breath of parents in Linglong's body. She couldn't tell her to be close to her. She always loves to hug Linglong's thighs, and especially likes the sea. If it weren't for being stopped by the spirits on the island, this little meatball would want to jump into the sea every day.

Chapter 1: The transformed fairy island has its own dragon's breath, which has attracted countless creatures. However, there are real dragons on the island. They want to approach and fear. Fortunately, Linglong is not harsh. As long as you are obedient, you can stay if you want to stay. The creatures who stayed on the fairy island practiced extremely fast, and within a few years they could be transformed into human bodies. Linglong put away the puppets. The little flesh group disappeared and took care of the puppets who grew up, and they cried for a while. His nose is so pitiful.

But it didn’t take long before she broke into pieces with other creatures on the island, often lying on the back of the eagle and flying low above the sea, and also let the sika deer run in the forest with her. The entire fairy island is her territory. .

To be honest, Linglong doesn’t know how to teach Xiaorou Tuan to cultivate immortality, because she was born strong, what humans desperately pursue is something she was born with, and no matter how hard humans work, she can’t reach her height, but fortunately , Linglong has a baby.

As a hoarding dragon, she didn’t remember anything she had hoarded. Anyway, those cultivation methods were all taken out and thrown to the little flesh group. In addition to the creatures on the island, she learned by herself, figured out a way, and completely Stocking.

Xiao Rou Tuan was named Star Picking by her, because this little thing always wants to see what the stars in the sky look like. Linglong told her that if you look at it from a distance, you will feel very beautiful and dazzling, waiting for you to get closer. In fact, it’s all pits on it, and it’s not pretty at all.

Xiao Xingxing was very convinced by Master's words. She hugged Master's thigh and begged Master to take herself to the stars.

Linglong almost didn't throw this little meatball into the sea.

She has always brought her children to stocking. She never said that she should teach the other party to pay attention to the five good and four beauties, and to be a person who contributes to the society. Anyway, it is enough to be happy. The creatures on the island are supposed to be older than the little star, but the little pick Xing's first apprenticeship, the apprenticeship ceremony was also very simple and rude, that is, Linglong asked her to call her master after she could speak, Xiao Xingxing yelled obediently, and Linglong nodded, giving away a lot of heavenly materials and treasures and magical artifacts. The status of master and apprentice is considered.

After the spirit was turned on, the creatures on the island did not dare to call Linglong the master, but secretly called the little sister Xiaoxingxing, because if it were not taken by the island owner, they might still be ignorant birds and beasts. !

On the way to practice, Xiaoxing is indeed gifted. She follows Linglong and is infiltrated by dragon’s breath all day long. She is also a demon fetus. Although no one knows how this demon fetus can destroy the world, but at least On Xiu Xian, he is definitely a genius!

In this way, Xiao Xing Xing slowly grew into a big Xing Xing. She was fifteen years old, and her personality was exactly the same as Linglong. She was eccentric and mischievous. Linglong never cared about it. Anyway, she didn't dare to make trouble with Xinglong. On the body, other things are not important at all.

Such a happy time ends at the twenty-year-old birthday of Xiao Zhuangxing.

The day she was born was the day her parents died. Before that, Linglong had never told her about her life experience. For a while, she even thought she was like other creatures on the island. They all changed from small animals to humans, and she was still curious about what kind of animal she would be, but everything changed on the day of her 20th birthday.

After her birthday happily, she smiled stupidly at Linglong, and returned to her room with a white rabbit in her arms, while Linglong looked at her back and looked up to the sky, thinking that it was almost the same. It's time too.

This evening, the twenty-year-old star picker had a nightmare.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a nightmare, because it has indeed happened in the past, the pain of burning flames and shattered bones... She will never, never forget. She said that even if she crawled out of hell, she must have revenge.

This sentence has never been false.

In the morning of the next day, the awakened star picking was no longer a simple and natural picking of stars through the previous twenty years, even happiness, but the one who had lived for hundreds of years but was penetrated through the bones of the pipa and was imprisoned in the cold. Tan, a witch who suffered so much day and night, and even had her soul burned to death.

When she got up, she saw that there were several colorful fat chirps neatly standing on the windowsill.

"Sister, are you awake?"

"Happy birthday, Senior Sister!"

"Senior Sister Stupid's birthday was yesterday, and we gave her a gift, have you forgotten it!"

Reaching for the Stars realized that she could understand a group of fat tweeted tweeted, and her mood suddenly became a little complicated. She got up from the bed and put on her shoes.

"Senior sister looks unhappy."

"Senior Sister is very different from yesterday."

"What's wrong with Sister? Do you want to tell the master?"

Master.

This title instantly made the topping heart like a knife. She remembered the noble master who seemed to be in the clouds. Even when she plunged herself into the cold lake, she was so compassionate and compassionate, and she even looked at herself with that kind of disappointment—

Master! Master!