After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 79
The footsteps of "patta patta" approached the door, and Ao Qing's keen sense of smell made Ao Qing smell a bloody smell.

- "Squeak."

The door opened, and the cold moonlight poured down. Prince Jing, who was wearing a black robe, stood at the door, with his slender body bent downwards and his back bulging.

Seeing Prince Jing stepping into the room, Ao Qing immediately pretended to be stupefied.

First he rubbed his sleepy eyes, then his face froze, he hurriedly got up, knelt on the ground and saluted King Jing.

"The king... the prince is a thousand years old."

Hearing the noise in the room, Princess Jing An, who was lying on the bed and falling asleep, also woke up. She opened her sleepy eyes and saw King Jing Chen Huan standing in the room.

Chen Huan lowered his head, his eyes slowly rolled, he glanced at the prostrating maid in front of him, and his eyes fell on Princess Jing'an.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Chen Huan's voice was low and hoarse, and every word he spoke was a little stiff.

Seeing Prince Jing coming here, Princess Jing'an was originally happy, but when she heard these words, the smile on her face disappeared quite a bit.

Chen Huan's voice was weird, as if his entire throat had been burned.

"You...I didn't wake up until you came. I went to bed very early tonight..." Princess Jing An hesitated.

Chen Huan twitched the corners of his mouth, with a weird smile on his face.

He looked at Princess Jing An quietly, as if he had never seen the woman in front of him, and his eyes were more like looking at a prey.

"It's so late, aren't you hungry..." Chen Huan asked in a hoarse voice, asking nothing.

Chen Huan's somewhat stiff body straightened slowly, his cold eyes glowed faintly in the night, they looked like the pupils of a beast.

"Aren't you hungry?" Chen Huan's pupils were filled with chill.

He swayed his somewhat stiff body, and slowly approached Princess Jing'an in the dim candlelight.

Princess Jing'an was stunned for a few seconds, Chen Huan's body was bent, and his walking posture was very strange.

Seeing Chen Huan getting closer, Princess Jing'an felt that the surrounding temperature dropped a lot, and the sense of suffocation and fear invaded her whole body, crawling up her back like ants and insects, gnawing on her skin.

The candlelight filled the ground, and Chen Huan's shadow was distorted and elongated, moving forward unsteadily.

"My lord, my lord?" she asked.

The smile on Chen Huan's face became even more gloomy, and he still looked at Princess Jing'an quietly: "Last night's meat was too much, I'll eat you tonight, it must be wonderful to see your face crying and begging for mercy in front of me ..."

"Eat, eat me?"

Then there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Princess Jing An froze in place, she curled up her hands and feet and moved towards the head of the bed.

Could it be that it was Chen Huan who murdered and dismembered the body in Prince Jing's mansion?
Impossible, impossible!

The sound of rapid breathing was very clear in the darkness, and the weird atmosphere made Princess Jing'an's nerves almost collapse. She looked at the servant girl by the bed and opened her mouth to shout.

"Yang...Yang Xian?"

Ao Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, raised her head, pretending to be panic-stricken, her body trembled uncontrollably, and her legs kneeling on the ground were motionless.

"My lord, my lord, if... if you are hungry, I can go to the dining room to get you something to eat..."

Ao Qing stammered.

Hearing the voice, King Jing turned around and looked at Ao Qing, with a particularly sinister smile on his face: "Don't worry, eat her, I can take you as a snack."

As soon as the words were finished, Prince Jing turned his head to look at Princess Jing'an again.

Ao Qing still stared at Prince Jing.

Her eyes hidden in the darkness narrowed slightly, and she looked carefully at Prince Jing's body.

The moment King Jing Chen Huan stepped into the house, she discovered the abnormality.

According to the Mountain and Sea Illustrated Book, King Jing in front of him is indeed not an ordinary person. His body is a gray wolf with a low-level cultivation of a celestial being. His body has a unique aura, and his soul is bound by erratic chains.

In addition to the bloody smell on his body, Prince Jing also had the smell of other monsters on his body.

Ao Qing is very familiar with this kind of breath, it is the shark!

Ordinary monks might not be able to see anything special about Prince Jing, but what they could see was his gray wolf body and his own cultivation.

But when Ao Qing was in Dongting, he often read various ancient books on spells.

Among them are the special talents and spells related to the mermaids. Compared with ordinary monsters, the mermaids are good at controlling. They can use their talent attributes to manipulate the body and soul of monks of the same level. A monk in the body.

Of course, step-up control is not easy, and often requires a certain amount of magic weapon blessing.

The wolf demon in front of him is a puppet manipulated by the sharks!
In short, the wolf demon at this moment has an empty body but is unconscious. His actions and thinking depend on the merman behind the wolf demon.

Mermaids use their talents to control other monks, and often they can only control one at a time, and the damage to themselves is not small.

After the person being manipulated becomes a puppet, the mermaid can see what he sees and feel what he feels.

Obviously, if you take the initiative to fight the wolf demon, it is basically equivalent to being exposed.

Ao Qing watched the wolf demon silently with her eyes, her mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the countermeasures, and weighing the pros and cons of different approaches.

At this moment, Chen Huan had already walked to Princess Jing'an's bedside.

Chen Huan's cold eyes turned into dark golden animal pupils, his arm muscles swelled, gray hair covered his arms, and a pair of sharp claws protruded from his sleeves.

"Help, help!" Princess Jing An yelled.

Her voice was high-pitched and thin, and her body was still desperately moving backwards. However, her back was already firmly against the wall, and Princess Jing An had no way of retreating.

"Don't kill me... Please don't kill me, you can tell me to do anything, don't kill me..." Her body was trembling.

Chen Huan raised his sharp claws and pulled at Princess Jing'an's neck without hesitation.

--"clang!"

The scene of the sharp claws cutting the neck did not appear, but instead, the claws brushed against the blade, sparking a flame.

Princess Jing An, who was ready to die, froze in place.

She looked at the plain-looking young girl with her clothes flying under the candlelight, her face full of disbelief.

Holding the immortal sword, Ao Qing struck the wolf monster immediately, and then burst out of spiritual power, a stream of light hit Chen Huan's chest, and the werewolf King Jing was hit hard, and was thrown far away.

"If you want to kill her, it depends on whether I agree or not."

Ao Qing suppressed her cultivation to the low level of a celestial being, the same level as a wolf demon.

The fairy sword in his hand is also a middle-grade magic weapon.

If the wolf demon wanted to kill someone, he couldn't just leave him dead, but he was manipulated behind his back, and his rash actions would inevitably attract the attention of the rear forces.

If it is inevitable to take action to save people, then it is a good way to suppress the cultivation base and let the forces behind the wolf demon make a wrong judgment. Now suppress the low-level cultivation of the heavenly immortal and fight the wolf demon, and then deliberately lose a round.

In this way, the wolf demon who was injured and fled would become the most suitable pathfinder.

Quickly squeezed out the Fajue in his hand, Ao Qing raised his sword and slashed in the direction of the wolf demon.

With the same level of cultivation, the wolf demon easily received Ao Qing's blow. He bent over and let out a hoarse cry from his throat.

The sharp wolf claws rushed towards Ao Qing's face, and the soaring spiritual power formed a surrounding cloud around the wolf monster.

Ao Qing quickly formed a seal in her hand, and also concentrated her spiritual power to aim at the body of the wolf demon.

The white light exploded, and Ao Qing stepped back a few steps, pretending to be seriously injured, silently spewing out a mouthful of blood.

Ao Qing was acting, but the wolf demon took a real blow.

He clutched his chest, forced the blood in his abdomen, and stared at Ao Qing with a pair of cold animal eyes.

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