Jinlingyue

Chapter 129, Black Xinjiekou Street!
The car turned back to Yunnan Road, made a long circle, passed through an unnamed narrow alley, and turned a corner before entering Zhongyang Avenue.

The sun at dusk gradually approached the hilltop in the west of the city, and the Yuwei Lin spread out on the top of the west hill like splashed ink, depicting the fiery blueprint of the sea and sky fireworks in a selfless manner.

Perhaps, it is to tell people who have nothing to do at leisure, as long as they accumulate enough youthful blood, they can have a boiling old age, and then they can live a splendid and beautiful life!

The road in front of Dayang Department Store is full of strangers speaking foreign accents. They have strange shapes and seem to be old, weak, sick and disabled, but they are all full of energy and rosy...!
These dark and strange crowds are as dense as ants, telling us that many things will happen along the way!

They all wore black long gowns, and surrounded the entrance of Xinjie, which was pitch black.

The number of these dense crowds on the streets of Xinjiekou is still increasing continuously. If you look carefully, you will find that there are people from all walks of life here, and there are also some overseas foreigners, Fusang ghosts, and flowers blooming ...!
No one can guarantee whether there are other foxes and monsters mixed in here.

They yelled and shouted and made a lot of noise, and they seemed to be members of gangs, and there was more than one gang.

They occupied both sides of the street, making the spacious road empty, and unrelated people hid in the surrounding shops and restaurants. From time to time, there would be a few more courageous people, Occasionally, they would poke their heads out of the windows of shops and restaurants to take a look at what happened on the street...!
Obviously, our convoy will not be able to make it through Xinjiekou Street this evening...!
Seeing that the sun is about to sink from the west mountain, but we can only park quietly and wait, very helplessly!
The head of the bodyguard turned his head countless times to ask Qiuyue's mother if he could go down to have a look, but was rejected by a calm and wise lady who shook his head.

Not to mention the road is closed, even if the road is not closed, no one would dare to move forward without understanding the situation in front of them.

Because these people are not ordinary gangsters, from the black airflow faintly emerging from their black gowns, one can be sure: they are definitely not human beings!

Wait, everything is waiting quietly.

The moonlight in the east flashed like fireworks, and was pulled by the morning star like a lighthouse in the vast sea, gradually showing its head.

After a while, the moon is shining like a practice, shining brightly.

The battle between ghosts will start at zero o'clock, so we don't think about it.

However, we still underestimated the charm of Jinling City's spiritual power, especially its owner's current spiritual power and soul power have been severely damaged, and he has lost a lot of power. It is already difficult to give it shelter and blessings, so Some nasty things that shouldn't appear in Jinling City have quietly gathered towards Xinjiekou, and all evildoers can enter Jinling City to show off their might...!
When the moonlight shines on the earth and caresses the face of each of us with souls, all illusions and illusions are restored to their true colors!

The dense crowd on Xinjiekou Street began to become restless. Some people shouted that there were monsters; some said that there were ghosts;
"Ghosts fight, not for others, just because ghosts have no way, some ghosts have crossed the line! Don't go out, stay in the car obediently." Qiuyue regained some vitality in the moonlight, she reminded us.

While speaking, the old Taoist priest of the North Pole Pavilion carried the mahogany sword on his back, and jumped up and down from the direction of the Drum Tower, flying over the heads of the rabble of ghosts and other sects.

Behind him were a few phantoms that looked like people and ghosts, and they all carried mahogany swords backwards, but they didn't need to jump, they just floated over the heads of the crowd.

"Qiuyue, it's the old gentleman in the Arctic Pavilion." I said softly to Qiuyue.

"I saw it! This kind of thing, only Taoism can clean it up." Qiuyue said confidently.

"This is a dispute in the ghost world! Can they also intervene?" I vaguely said to Qiuyue cautiously.

After all, I still have contact with this old Taoist priest.

To say that he took care of a few little ghosts and goblins, I believe he has the ability, but what he is facing now is a group of strange creatures of unknown origin and Fusang ghosts...!
"Don't worry, old man. The Holy Spirit and Paixiu are here too, lurking among these evildoers. And the Nine Heavens God nun is also here." Qiuyue said to me confidently with a bright white face.

I nodded silently, relaxing my mind a little.

"Friends who have come from afar, please be quiet! Please listen to the old Taoist priest, okay?" The old Taoist priest from Beiji Pavilion stood in front of our jeep and shouted loudly.

"Where are you sacred, do you want us to obey you? Are you the little suzerain of Leng Qiuyue? If not, go as far as you can, don't be blind here, we are all practitioners, and we will treat you in the North Pole Pavilion." You don’t catch a cold! Do you think so?” A guy as fat as a brown bear, leaning on a crescent Zen stick, shouted loudly.

The crowd... oh no!

It's not just the crowd, it should be the group of ghosts or the group of monsters and foxes who suddenly became restless again.

They all echoed Fat Monk Hua's proposal, laughing and laughing and mocking the old Taoist priest of Beiji Pavilion.

"That's right, why is the number one holy land in the east and the first Lingbao land in the world only owned by your Chinese souls, and we Fusang and the Western Regions can't advance into it? Don't use Leng Qiuyue to scare people, we But they are all people who go to the bottom of the sky, and they will not be frightened by a woman. Old guy, I advise you to mind your own business and go back to your Arctic Pavilion to enjoy your old age. It made everyone anxious and gnawed you to the bone, hahahaha! Do you think so?" A hibiscus cultivator wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, leaning on an ebony walking stick, also yelled loudly.

"It's the meat monk from the Western Regions and Fusang ghost priest, what do they want to do?" Qiuyue asked me puzzled.

"Don't get excited! They are the helpers invited by Fusang Ghost Shadow, and they want to seize control of the Eastern Soul Field! I guess the old ghost and the little ghost will not let them mess around." I said.

Qiuyue nodded to me, expressing her approval.

"Everyone! Don't listen to the instigation of the Fusang ghost Taoist priest and the meat monk from the Western Regions, they are all accomplices invited by the Fusang ghost!

The purpose of their coming here is to seize the control of our Chinese ghosts over the eastern soul field. It is not enough that they and Asura devils have completely controlled the demon capital, and now they want to get their hands on our last spiritual capital in the east!

Friends of ghosts, fairy heads, foxes, Buddhas, and Shintos, everyone must believe that Miss Leng Qiuyue is our real master, and the Jinling Holy Land is ours, not their Fusang ghost.

Think about it carefully, everyone, if Jinling City is controlled by Fusang Ghost Shadow again, will all of us Chinese practitioners still have a place for Ji Ling?
Even if they are open and tolerant, this place no longer belongs to all the heavens, humans, earth and ghosts present.At that time, everyone will be slaughtered by others, and their lives will be like ants!
Everyone should think about it, what is really going on, will Fusang Ghost Shadow allow us to freely enter and exit our own territory? "The old Taoist declared the conspiracy of Fusang Ghosting in public, and he loudly said to the dense crowd of ghosts and immortals on Central Avenue with righteous indignation.

The crowd suddenly fell silent, no one made a sound, everyone was watching, and no longer acted like a bird.

"He's lying! He's Fusang Guiying's friend, don't believe him." Seeing that people's hearts were beginning to waver, the meat monk from the Western Regions did not stop doing anything, and a villain came to sue first, and framed the old Taoist priest of Beiji Pavilion Said.

"Yes! Friends from the fairy world of Dongfang Lingshan, this stinky Taoist priest from the North Pole Pavilion is a good friend of Fusang Guiying. If you don't believe me, look at the little Fusang ghosts behind him. He is lying. Kill him! Kill him! Him! Kill this traitor from Lingshan!" Fusang ghost priest also yelled to incite the crowd.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!..." One after another, the Fusang ghosts echoed the fussy slogans of the Fusang ghosts and Taoists.

One, two, three... More and more people joined in, and the slogans became more and more vigorous.

The mountains trembled, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the murderous aura gradually permeated the streets of Xinjiekou.

"Not good! The old Taoist will suffer." Qiuyue screamed at me in a low voice in fright.

"Don't be afraid! There are Holy Spirit and Paixiu!" I said comforting Qiuyue who was leaking her immortal energy.

Just when the demons were about to attack the old Taoist priest in the Arctic Pavilion, a wave of blue light descended from the sky, setting off an extremely strong air current, and some little ghosts and demons with superficial skills were directly rushed into the underworld by the air current.

Those evildoers with a little bit of a thousand years of Taoism were also shocked and backed up one after another, and managed to stabilize their real bodies...!
"Hehehehe! When did I, Leng Qiuyue, become a rookie in Jinling City? All the heavenly beings came to visit and didn't say hello, can't it make sense?" A young girl fell in the middle of the crowd with Qiuyue. Fairy clothes, fluttering sleeves, full of domineering.

In the ten to ninety-nine Fusang Ghost Shadow team, there was an instant silence.

"Are you Leng Qiuyue? Then this one next to you is...?" Fusang Ghost Taoist asked Leng Qiuyue who descended from the sky suspiciously.

"Naturally it's my good sister, student union president Lin Yuyan of Jinling City. Why, haven't you seen us? You must have heard of us, right?" Leng Qiuyue said with a smile.

"Sovereign Leng, it's not the meaty monk of the Western Regions lying. We are really not convinced that you are the overlord of Jinling City! With your figure, who is neither male nor female, how can you say that you are the number one cool beauty in Jinling?" Hahahaha, I'm the first to be dissatisfied." The meat monk in the Western Regions became smug, and he shamelessly said nonsense to Leng Qiuyue in front of him.

"Keep your mouth clean! The meat monk of the Western Regions, let your mother's fart go, when will it be my sister Qiuyue's turn to be here to judge and talk nonsense?" Yu Yan was furious and scolded the meat monk of the Western Regions loudly road.

"Little girl, don't think that with Leng Qiuyue covering you, you can ignore anyone. I don't believe in evil anymore, and I can't deal with you, a little girl." Fusang Ghost Taoist took Yuyan's words At the same time, Zhuangzi cast a look at the meat monk in the Western Regions, and both of them flew away to Leng Qiuyue and Lin Yuyan.

A crescent moon Zen stick and an ebony crutch rushed towards Qiuyue and Yuyan Mingmen at lightning speed.

With a strange and filthy evil wind, the black air flow followed closely.

We all screamed in unison!

(End of this chapter)