Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 115
Zhen Ershen gathered people together mysteriously, the voice was just enough for everyone present to hear, including 'Yan San', "Do you still remember when it started spreading in the village that they are not allowed to go to Dafeng Mountain."

"Hiss!" It felt like eating snow on the ground, and everyone's teeth turned cold.

"Zhen Er, you mean, when 'Yan San''s parents disappeared, he ran down the mountain bloody by himself?"

"No way, he was only eight years old then."

"Do you think he with this appearance, even if he is a child, will leave a living person in his mouth?"

Everyone shook their heads.

The group of people who talked excitedly were immersed in the memories of the terrible event, both horrifying and exciting, and completely forgot where they were at this time.

Through their few words, Wang Xuanzhi came to a conclusion, and he shouted: "Dao Yi can kill this demon on the spot, Yan San died long ago, this is a fake, if there is no accident, he killed it."

Chen Yizhi was stunned, wanting to touch the silver gun uncomfortably.

He thought of his parents who died unjustly, and now there is still no way to tell the world, only the court officials know that these monsters are too hateful, and one day, he will help Dao Yi to rid the world of evil spirits.

The monster at the entrance of the cave is full of evil debts, Dao Yi didn't intend to show mercy at first, but now that he said this, he became even more ruthless.

She condensed her spiritual power between her fingers, and then formed a purple seal, which was passed on to the silver spear. The Thunder Talisman used the water control technique to change its shape, like a parasitic plant, wrapped around the silver spear, from the head of the spear to the body of the spear. At the junction, it stops.

The body of the gun pierced like a bamboo, stabbing at the heart of 'Yan San'.

'Yan San' gathered all his strength, ready to resist this blow.

There are binding and tracking skills on the silver gun, as long as 'Yan San' takes a blow, the silver gun will follow like a shadow, and there is no way to retreat. 'Yan San' has only a tiger-headed face, and he can't hold on slowly at first, Gradually revealed its original shape.

Dao Yi's expression was solemn, and he started to seal again just in case.

"Hey——" The air froze for a moment.

With such a big tiger head, it screams like a duck.

The advantage was that the voice was loud, and the group of chatterers also focused their attention on him.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"That's right, look at his tiger head, it's really mighty."

"Haha, look, what kind of body does he have, how does he look like a fish, if he catches it back, he can still feed the village." Zhen Er clapped his hands and cheered loudly, "And his tail looks like a snake, You can take it back to make wine."

"Zhen Er's idea is okay. There are hunters in the village, so I can give them to them. If there are any bruises, they can be wiped off. Maybe the effect of monsters is better. It can be regarded as a good deed for our Shanzheng Village."

'Yan San' was completely irritated, "A group of ants dare to think about themselves."

Daoyi was also really speechless by the big-hearted people in Shanzheng Village. She put aside the fight, even if she fights with others, there is a level. If she loses, these people haven't considered the consequences.

Unable to pull out his hand, he went to 'clean up' this group of people.

Wang Xuanzhi seemed to have heard her heartfelt voice, "My gentlemen, please watch quietly. Daoist should avoid distraction when catching monsters. If she loses——"

Everyone present trembled, and Chen Yizhi weighed whether he would succeed in catching the monster. As a result, everyone stayed on Dafeng Mountain, feeling the changes of the four seasons and the changes of time on the mountain together.

The peace on the top of the mountain was successfully restored, and everyone's eyes fell on a man and a demon inside the entrance of the cave.

'Yan San' resisted the silver spear moving towards him with all his strength, Dao Yi's spiritual power does not require money, and it is also constantly lost to the top, the two are like a balance, but if one side tilts, it will be the result.

"Hujiao, what do you think this is?" Dao Yi freed up a hand, and took out a little fat man from his waist with a smile.

'Yan San' is Hujiao, his eyes narrowed, "You are the Taoist priest who has Bi Fangniao in the city!" Suddenly his eyes showed cruelty, "How could you know my identity? Who told me? yours."

Daoyi seemed very helpless, as if he was endorsing a memorandum, "It is recorded in "Hundred Monsters Book", [The mountain of prayers, the water flows out, and the Nanliu flows into the sea. Among them is the tiger dragon, which looks like a fish body and a snake tail , its sound is like a mandarin duck, the eater does not swell, and it can cure hemorrhoids.]”

"Thanks to the child who memorized the book in pain, if it wasn't for this, I really wouldn't recognize you today." She seemed to be in pain, but her tone of voice was purely for showing off.

The memory of being whipped as a child came to everyone's mind.

Wang Xuanzhi looked back at someone meaningfully, but the latter didn't realize it, but his face was a little red.

"There is "Hundred Monster Spectrum", who are you?" Hu Jiao knew that he had kicked the iron plate, but he wanted to leave some clues.

Little Bi Fang flew back and forth, trying to make up for sleep at this moment, was blown by the snowy mountain wind outside, shivered for a while, spit fire involuntarily, as soon as Dao saw this, he immediately used spiritual power to guide, and passed in the silver spear in the runes above.

The spear is the king of a hundred soldiers, and this spear is worthy of being the king of kings.

Dao Yi's eyes were straightened, what kind of material is it, it's so easy to use, it can withstand her confrontation with the tiger dragon, after Bi Fang fired it once, not only was it not burnt out, but it was even brighter, that's great too.

With silver guns in his eyes, Dao Yi said impatiently, "Isn't he just a Taoist, if you have anything to ask, you have to fight fast." What about the weapons?

Hujiao was ignored, and his anger was infinitely aroused, "I am also a second-level earth, and I am afraid of you, a Taoist, what a big joke—"

Sure enough, as the words fell, his two pectoral fins, which looked like human hands, changed again.

The fins would have been inseparable, but his did.Divided into five human-like strips, each with a curved hook.

"Si Qing, this is the murder weapon that Wu Sheng was cut with."

With red eyes, Lihua rushed to the entrance of the cave and questioned him, "Why did you do this, Wu Sheng didn't offend you at all—"

Hu Jiao looked at her affectionately.

"Ah!" Lihua couldn't shed any more tears at all, she lay beside Daoyi, howling in pain.

There has always been only affection in those eyes that can touch her, and it doesn't matter to her. At this moment, she just feels disgusted, and there is a voice in her heart that keeps telling her that loving someone is not like this.

"The prank is over." Dao Yi shouted, "Break!"

A hole was broken in the protective barrier of the Tiger Jiao, and the Lei Talisman and Bi Fanghuo penetrated into his body along the tip of the gun. The Tiger Jiao, who was also very strong inside, still felt the pain at this moment.

His eyes started to turn red, and he couldn't tell whether it was snow or blood on the ground.

Tiger Jiao waved his sickle-like claws in pain, "I will definitely kill you." He wanted to pull out the silver spear on his body.

Dao Yi would not allow it, she held the other end of the silver spear and pushed the tiger jiao into the cave.

A purple figure also flashed in.

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　It's on the shelves on the 25th, my God, it's so painful to save the manuscript~~~
　　
　
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