Nightfall Chapter 80: Enchanted (5)

The sudden change and the fascination were restrained. Instinctively, Ning Que just wanted to take Mo Shanshan away, how far he would run, but he didn’t do that, instead he was going to use Yuan Thirteen Arrows to solve all this, because He knew that he couldn't escape.

When he pinched the cold tail of the talisman, the old monk had begun to spray a strong breath between his thin palms.

When he pulled the iron bow to completion, Ye Hongyu had bowed his head and limp.

He saw the despair in Ye Hongyu's eyes, as well as Master Liansheng's cold eyes without emotion.

Mo Shanshan was awakened by him from the illusion. His black hair, like a waterfall, suddenly floated behind him, his right hand trembling in the air, knowing that the three of them are facing desperate situation, and the most powerful half is the one shot. Rune.

Faced with such a powerful double attack, the old monk sitting in Bone Mountain still didn't have any expression on his face. He just glanced lightly, and his eyes fell on the two of them.

It was a glance. Ning Que only felt an unbearable pain in his head, as if the club on the top of the second brother's head hit his head hard with a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. When the eyes were dark, he let go of his fingers. .

Mo Shanshan only felt that his chest and abdomen were suddenly broken by Daoli's knife, and the blocks and corners accumulated in the large formation outside the mountain gate spurted out, but it was not happy, only the meaning of endless pain, and the fingers were stiff. .

Fu Shi left the string like a black shadow. At this moment, Ning Que's knowledge of the sea was in chaos and he couldn't control it. With a whistling iron arrow, he shot it back out into the corner of the magic hall, and directly crashed the boulder there. Open, piled into a stone mountain!

The meaning of the rune brewing between Mo Shanshan's slender fingers instantly became dim and faint, like a little oil in the room where the air can't circulate, it was swept by a gust of wind, and suddenly extinguished silently.

Blood spurted from their mouths almost at the same time, and fell to the ground faintly... unable to stand up again.

Master Liansheng looked indifferently and ruthlessly at the two who fell down with the bleeding, the pupils in the deep-set eyes are black and cold...they are as thin as rice grains, they look very strange, and the shriveled chest and abdomen appear more hollow than before. .

A seemingly light look, but in fact it contains a terrifying realm... The old monk has been imprisoned for decades, and it took decades to regain the power of thought, just because of this eye. Consume clean.

Master Liansheng looked blankly at Ye Hongyu who was kneeling in front of him, and slowly stroked her palms on her head, like a gentle lover, then he suddenly smiled, his smile still so compassionate and peaceful .

With such a gentle and compassionate smile, he leaned over Dao's cool cheeks and lowered his head...like a kiss like a whisper, touched her left shoulder gently and gently with his lips, and began to **** back gently Suck.

The old lips are greedily attached to the girl’s naked and delicate skin like a water frog. The skinny and shriveled cheeks agitate with a rhythm, and fresh blood slowly enters his lips. It moistened his throat, which had been thirsty for years, and began to nourish the organs that he hadn't felt in business for years.

After a while... the old monk raised his head and looked at the girl in his palm... His eyes were gentle and compassionate, and a light and superb Buddhist breath appeared on his face, even the drop of red blood on the corners of his chapped lips. It implies compassion.

The sea of ​​consciousness is completely controlled, and the power of thought is exhausted...The body is so weak that she can't move her fingers, and the powerful Taoist is not as good as a baby... But she just looked at the old monk indifferently, without any reaction at all .

She knows that she may not be able to escape her birth today. She is so proud that she will naturally not beg for it. It is because of the severe pain and unbearable nausea that came from her shoulder. She still maintains absolute calm because of her I don't want the lotus goddess to have the slightest chance of getting a happy feeling from it, this is the only resistance she can do before her death.

"Your blood is full of the power of light, and the pure and extremely rich Daomen aura. Even decades ago, I rarely had the opportunity to taste such a superb power."

Master Liansheng looked at her delicate cheeks gently, and said with pity: "It's just a pity that you are no longer a virgin. The shadow between the heart of the Taoist heart makes the blood more dry, otherwise it can be completely innocent and charming. On par."

Listening to these words, Ye Hongyu's hands that were unable to support the scum on the ground trembled me slightly, but she was still stubborn and indifferent, and suddenly her eyes narrowed because she saw a picture Very weird picture.

Master Liansheng’s skinny, ghostly cheeks were slightly plump and plump, and the dry and pale lips showed a few traces of blood, and a burst of vitality emerged spontaneously.

Ye Hongyu thought of a certain Feng Mozong technique in the legend, and could not help feeling a chill in his body.

Master Liansheng no longer looked at her, looking up at the wetness between the roof stone cracks, probably because of the gradual revival of life, perhaps because of the girl’s fresh blood, he couldn’t help but start to recall the glory of the scenery. And the wonderful past, murmured: "I want to be a new king of the Southern Jin Dynasty, there will be beautiful people dancing in the courtyard..."

The old hissing voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at the two people on the ground who didn't know their life or death.

Ning Que was neither dead nor in a coma. He only felt that his body was falling apart and it was extremely painful. His consciousness was unable to control his body's movements, and he understood that it was because of the serious injury of the old monk's gaze.

He supported the ground with his elbows and wanted to climb up, he wanted to pull his bow and arrows again, he wanted to withdraw the **** umbrella behind him, and he wanted to withdraw his three knives, but he could do anything. Unable to complete, he could only look at each other in despair.

The old monk just took a light look, and he and the bookworm were completely knocked down, which is really frightening. Between the pain and the trance, Ning Que remembered that he had asked the master what a fight in the realm of life is like. Master Yan Se used the second brother of the college as an example, saying that only the second brother would have to look at you and you would die...

This old monk, who has been imprisoned for decades and is extremely weak and almost half-dead, can approach the peak level of the second brother at a casual glance. Then when this person was mentally complete and healthy, how What kind of terrifying realm have you cultivated to? Could it be that he has broken the five realms beyond the ordinary!

At this moment, the old monk looked at him.

He saw the weird change on the old monk's cheek... shocked and speechless, he couldn't understand what was going on.

Mo Shanshan has been extremely weak in spirit because of over-thinking about cracking the block formation. The previous half of the rune was broken by the opponent's eyes, and he was seriously injured.

At this moment, watching the strange changes of Master Liansheng...Her body trembled fiercely, and there was an unstoppable timid look in her ink eyes...and said with a trembling, "Dining...could it be...could it be... Edit meal?"

In the Xiling Temple teachings, it was recorded that there were exotic animals in ancient times, named Li food, with heads and no bodies, and greedy and addicted to food.

There is also a record about Li food in the Xiling Temple...that is the first and extremely evil methods of the demon sect. The powerful demon sect who practiced this and magic arts can devour the flesh and blood of the practitioner to make up for it. Strong self-breathing, greedy and easy to kill, the most sinister and evil, even the majority of people in the Demon Sect are ashamed of being like this class of people.

This and the cooking magic skill, which even the demon sect itself hates, is undoubtedly one of the most evil in the world.

Ning Que has never heard of this and magic...but the previous scene of Liansheng gently sucking the blood from the wound of the red fish has already caused a great shock to his mind. Later, Master Liansheng gave his life to life. Looking back, the speed is getting stronger, and he naturally guessed what this means.

When he came to this world, he didn't know how many cruel things he had seen, even more terrifying, **** and weird pictures. Knowing that life and death is the truth of destiny can be called fearless...but Thinking that later, I would be eaten slowly by this skinny old monk one bite at a time. The shadow of the soul left behind in his childhood suddenly expanded, making his face instantly pale, and his eyes filled with fear. .

Perhaps to overcome the fear in my heart... Ning Que said to Mo Shanshan next to him: "Don't be afraid of him, he has been trapped for decades and his lamp has been exhausted... The previous glance has exhausted his suffering. With the accumulated thought power, if he could fight, he would have killed you and me a long time ago, not to mention even the iron chain that penetrates the abdomen."

The old monk took a look at him, and said with a gentle expression: "The eyesight is really good."

Since the old monk can’t get rid of the iron chain for the time being, he still needs to use his magic power to turn the flesh and blood of Dao idiot into his own strength, so what Ning Que and Mo Shanshan have to do now is to race against time and fight against the old monk. Faster than who can reply.

Ning Que sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and handed over the bridge, Mo Shanshan retracted his left leg, and sat on the lotus with great difficulty. The two began to meditate at the same time, but after a while, they both opened in shock and despair. Eyes.

Master Liansheng glanced at it, and the two men's spirits were severely impacted. This and the impact even affected the five internal organs and six internal organs. Consciousness of the sea was even more seriously injured. At this time, it was impossible to enter the incomparable meditation that is usually familiar.

The two of them looked at each other and chose to give up tacitly. They were ready to try the method of runes. After all, the power of mind required for runes was still less. However, the next moment, they found that even this way was impossible. Get through!

The vitality of heaven and earth in this dark room is so thin that it is almost uncommon. Fu Dao Miaoyu needs very little thought power, but Fu Dao is also the use of heaven and earth vitality after all. What use is there if there is no heaven and earth vitality rune!

Master Liansheng’s gentle and compassionate voice sounded in the room.

"The white bones are the fences and the corpses are the fences, just the appearance. In fact, this cage uses bluestone as the fence and sword marks as the fence. It was arranged by Ke Haoran himself, but I can't display it, let alone break it. Besides, you kids?"

The cage formation arranged by the young master himself? Ning Que looked around in shock, only to discover that there were thousands of deep scratches hidden among the mottled marks on the stone walls. The scratches seemed to be scattered and scattered in a random place without any relation. A barrier like a curtain of night was placed, so that the atmosphere of the world outside the magic temple could not seep in!

So far, there are still many things behind the fog, but Ning Que is certain that he is half-hearted. He looked at the old monk in Bone Mountain and said: "You really are not bound to redeem yourself, but you are locked here by the little uncle. Atonement!"

The old monk was silent for a long time, and a gleam of brilliance appeared on his slightly withered cheeks, and he proudly said, "Knowing that I sin against me, only Spring and Autumn Ears, no matter if it is you, the world or Ke Haoran, there is no such harmony Eligibility."

Ning Que asked with a trembling voice: "Who are you on earth?"

"Buddha and Taoist demon, immortal tiger, mangy dog, I have played too many roles in my life, and in the end, even I almost forgot who I am. After all, I am the great priest of the temple, the mountain gate of the Buddhist sect. The protector is still the high priest of the Demon Sect? But what is the relationship between the external and internal real you and me?"

The compassionate and gentle expression gradually drifted away with the wind. The old monk flicked his tattered and ragged monk's sleeves lightly, with a charming manner and a very free and easy manner. The world will always think about the shape of a whole lotus with the beauty of a petal? If I want to become a Buddha, I will become a Buddha, and if I become a demon, I will become a demon."

The voice gradually fell. The old monk took Ye Hongyu's slender arm with his expression, lowered his head and bit it, then shook his head from side to side, tearing a piece of flesh into his lips with difficulty, and began to chew seriously and intently.

(The neck is uncomfortable again. Fortunately, the lucky place is tomorrow Saturday, Amitabha. See you the day after tomorrow. I wish you all a happy weekend.)