long night walk

Chapter 341 Red Lotus at the Bottom of the River
Inside the jade car, the spirit stones surrounding Fang Geyu lost their spiritual brilliance and piled up into white dust all over the place.

The wind outside the car was shrill, thin and gloomy.

When Bai Lian left the jade car, the sound insulation technique had been destroyed.

Fang Geyu suddenly opened his eyes, and the white dust accumulated under his body was suddenly blown away.

There are countless strands of hair surging through the closed car door. After the Yin Qi in the hair is weakened by the formation on the car wall, the remaining hair in the door is no longer lethal, but the picture looks very strange .

Fang Geyu was completely unaware that Su Jing, who was slumped beside her, was gone. She stood up suddenly, her face sinking like water.

Because by the car window, the young man who was meditating quietly disappeared at some point.

Li Jiujiu was awakened by Fang Geyu's movements. Seeing black hair surging through the crack of the door, she covered her mouth and exclaimed. She looked around in a little bewilderment, her face turned pale: "Where is Xiao An? Where did Xiao An go?"

Fang Geyu didn't answer, kicked the car door, and the world outside had completely changed.

In the swampy mud, the black and heavy hair is like some kind of damp moss, covering the whole land, with pale faces growing in the black hair, some faces are laughing wildly, some are crying miserably , Some faces are cursing with hatred.

These faces have different expressions, but what makes one's scalp tingle is that the faces born between the black hair are all the same face.

Countless tents in the swamp were crushed, and some monks were entangled in their hair, pale and passed out.

The vigilant monk summoned the flying sword under the tent in advance, let the tent sink into the swamp, and cast Taoism in the sky, dealing with those difficult hairs with a solemn and ugly face.

The river stele that can attract boats to cross the river has long been covered with hair. The moonlight in the four fields does not come from above people's heads, but from the center of the Shenyuan river. I don't know how to reflect a round of cold moon from that space. .

The faint moonlight shines on the pitch-black hair, but it cannot clearly illuminate the river stele.

Li Jiujiu leaned on the door edge of the carriage, and seeing this scene of hair purgatory, his legs went limp in fright, he held the door frame, and said in a trembling voice, "Fa Fa Fa... what happened?"

Fang Geyu looked around for a round, but she didn't see that familiar figure. She had a sullen face and never forgot to tell Li Jiujiu: "Stay in the carriage, don't get out."

Her expression was very calm and calm, not at all like the eldest lady of the family Xianmen who was raised in a honeypot.

Hair demons are very tricky and terrifying, and each hair is accompanied by a terrible curse. Rao, those talented monks from all walks of life in Tuohai were also horrified by this attack.

A bunch of jet-black hair sprang up from the ground, frantically rushing towards Fang Geyu's ear, as if trying to get into her brain.

"Go away!" Fang Geyu yelled impatiently, turned his head suddenly, looked straight at the weird black hair, and a faint golden light flashed in his eyes.

The attacking hair seemed to be captured by some extremely terrifying breath, and immediately shrank back obediently.

Fang Geyu looked around again with a sullen face and did not give up, but she still did not see that person. She finally showed a look of panic in her eyes, gritted her teeth, and said in a low voice: "This disobedient face? Why run around for nothing!"

Can't you just stay by her side honestly?

In the swamp and mud where no one dared to stay, Fang Geyu jumped off the jade chariot, took out his saber and slashed at the ground inch by inch, uncovering one after another monks who were entangled by Fa Yao.

Most of the monks who are tightly bound will end up covered with curses, most of them are hard to survive.

The number of monsters in the land is extremely large, they seem to be faintly afraid of the aura in Fang Geyu's body, but they are extremely angry because she trespassed on their territory.

Even if he didn't dare to drag her around like those monks, he was not willing to make her feel better.

The tangles of hair were loosened and turned into sharp strands.

When she was walking to save lives, those gentle strands of hair brushed across the skin between her calves, her trousers and boots were torn, and the light-colored clothes were soaked in blood. Bloody mouth.

What's more, the tips of some hairs were like needles, which pierced her skin, and burrowed inward like leeches drinking blood.

A few wisps of ominous and cold black spilled out of the dark red blood mouth, which was the curse of the demon.

Fang Geyu ignored it, didn't even have the time to look down, and hurried away in the pitch-dark field.

Seeing her like this, Li Jiujiu almost burst into tears. Although the Lihe Sect is not as big as the family in Shifang City, but Li Xuan's old daughter, he has regarded her as a precious pearl since he was a child, and has never experienced big storms. misery.

She looked at the world like a cursed place, but she was far from being as strong and calm as Fang Geyu.

She was frightened to death, but she still bit her lip, pulled herself together and said in a crying voice, "Ge Yu, don't be brave by yourself, I'll help you."

Fang Geyu's rummaging in the ground stopped, and he turned his head and gave her a fierce look: "If you dare to come down, I will immediately tear up your clothes and throw them into the hair demon's lair, so as to save yourself the trouble of waiting here for a while." Turn over your dead body in the pile."

Li Jiujiu was frightened immediately, and his nasal voice became stronger: "But you are bleeding."

Fang Geyu sneered, because he couldn't find Bai Li'an, he couldn't hide the hostility between his brows, and his irony was even worse than before: "It seems like you don't bleed once a month."

"..." Li Jiujiu felt speechless.

Finally, the long sword parted a ball of black and wet hair, and a section of bright red clothes was exposed in front of Fang Geyu's eyes.

She froze for a moment, with an indescribably terrifying expression on her face.

Fang Geyu squatted down, turned the man's body over, and tore off his hair with both hands.

This person's stomach seemed to be stuffed with hair, his body and limbs were swollen, and his original body shape could not be seen at all. His nails were full of blood. In the painful struggle, he scratched his face to pieces.

Looking at the bloody facial features, and the jet-black hair moving through the muscles.

Her palm froze, and then she rubbed the bloody face ridiculously.

The white and thin fingertips were stained with a layer of dirt.

Fang Geyu's pupils were enlarged little by little, and the beautiful big eyes were full of turbulent waves, suppressed and silent.

The scenery in front of him seemed to be distorted with the black hair that drilled the arch.

Bursts of darkness hit the Lingtai, and at this moment, she almost didn't even remember who she was.

Throwing the long sword with its sheath on the ground, buzzing and trembling, it seems that it may break out of the sheath at any time!

Li Jiujiu's urgent call seemed extremely far away.

She suddenly snorted and covered her heart, as if something was about to come out!
at this time.

The sound of water was loud.

On the bank of the clear water river, in the deep water, there was a muffled loud noise, like a small volcano erupting underwater.

(End of this chapter)