The witch looks at her moves

Chapter 19 It is difficult to defeat the devil with all the signs in the world
  "Yu Yue..."

Nan Chang's blood-stained fingers trembled in her sleeves.

The severed head of the strange insect hangs high in the sky, the shadow of the backlight is shocking, and the sweeping yellow sand swallows everything up.

The sound of the flapping wings of strange insects sounded again, making a loud noise.

The little girl who had asked for help once again ran in fear and sought Nan Chang's protection. This time, Nan Chang pushed her away. The little girl stumbled and collided with the strange insect flying behind her. Her thin body was quickly stretched. The barbed limbs and feet are restrained.

"Help, help, help me... I was wrong, I was wrong... Please help me!!"

Nan Chang did nothing and let the girl struggle and cry for help. Before, they were little fairies of Chad's chance, but now they were about to become the blood food of the monster. They fell from heaven and were destined to be shattered into pieces.

When the teeth of the strange insect approached the girl's neck, her eyes, which were desperately calling for help, suddenly burst out with a flash of white light. She stared at Nan Shang, grinned her broken red lips, and gave out a cold smile. Her words were incredibly clear. : "No one can escape, including Lu Qi. Sooner or later you will be eaten. I will turn into a ghost and wait for you."

The Direface's open mouth closed.

Blood spurted from the broken neck.

The unknown woman's limbs were limp and she fell to the ground, turning into a headless corpse.

Nan Shang was also trembling, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

The sound of something heavy hitting the ground interrupted her thoughts.

Nan Chang turned around and saw the stiff monster insect and the girl it was holding. She couldn't see the girl's face clearly. She could only see the long wine-red hair that was spread out and the half-raised, as if frozen body. The slender arms were covered in blood and slurry.

"Yu Yue!"

Unexpectedly, what Nan Shang saw was not a headless corpse.

Su Zhen was still alive, but the strange insect's mouthparts and face were torn apart horribly, and it was already dead.

"Yu Yue...you, are you still alive?" Nan Chang couldn't believe it.

Su Zhen didn't respond. He just tried his best to raise his half-raised hand. The whistling sound of the strange insect approached from behind again. Nan Chang grabbed Su Zhen's hand and pulled him out of the closed limbs of the strange insect. .

The strange insects were still flying around in the sky, looking for human heads. Not to mention these defenseless little girls, even the purple-robed killers, some of them were besieged and injured by the strange insects.

Luck will not always come. If you continue to stay in this place, sooner or later you will become food for the swarm of insects.

"Car, carriage." Su Zhen made a weak voice.

Nan Chang's eyes lit up and she saw the car leaning on the ground not far away. She was so nervous before that she actually ignored this natural haven.

Without the slightest hesitation, Nan Chang lowered her body and ran towards the carriage with Su Zhen on her back. Su Zhen closed his eyes. He couldn't see what was going on around him. Only the noisy sound of flapping wings was far away and sometimes near. When the surroundings became quiet again, his consciousness gradually became clear.

The curtain fell and the car door was bolted.

The swarm of insects was blocked by the solid carriage. They kept hitting the walls of the carriage, but they could no longer pose a threat to life.

Nan Chang examined Su Zhen's injuries with concern and asked how he survived. Su Zhen said that Nan Chang's palm thunder was so powerful that it blasted away its armor, and its ferocious counterattack before death was just a flashback. It's not enough to hurt a person's life, and the damage caused by the strange insects to him is worse than the pain of falling.

"Is that so... Yes, no matter how powerful this Gu insect is, it is still made of flesh and blood, how can it block the evil-proof lightning method."

Nan Chang patted her chest lightly, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said sincerely: "Yu Yue, just hope you're fine."

Su Zhen leaned against the car wall and said nothing.

He lied to Nan Shang.

Nan Chang's palm thunder had no such power at all. In the previous critical moment of life and death, time slowed down like an illusion, and a scene he had never seen before appeared in his mind:
  He saw the golden sun, which was wrapped in a thick darkness that was impermeable to light. Thousands of long-nailed fingers poked out from the darkness, groping for the surface of the sun. If it were torn apart, behind him, like There were people dancing around the bonfire. They wore pointed hats and chanted the songs of ancient witches. And he was in the center of the bonfire, waiting for the flames to engulf her.

Is this Yu Yue’s memory?
  He couldn't tell.

He only remembered that he said blessing words to the dancing crowd, but overwhelming hatred surged in his chest, as if everyone was betraying their relatives.

This hatred poured into his consciousness. Su Zhen roared and stretched out his fist. With a crackling sound, his fist had sunk into the face of the monster insect. With his fist as the center, horrifying cracks penetrated the face. , mouthparts, tearing the jaw into pieces.

Until he landed with the strange insect in his arms, he couldn't believe that this was a blow from his fist.

He didn't know how he threw this punch.

This punch did not awaken any power in him, but after walking away from the hell gate, he realized more clearly: He is not Su Zhen now, but Yu Yue. If he is in this situation, If he were to experience an online game, the account he was using now was by no means a new one. As for how many levels it had, he didn't know.

Not long after, the screams no longer sounded outside, and the dense flapping of the wings of strange insects filled the world, announcing the victory of the massacre.

Su Zhen looked at the empty corner of the carriage and suddenly felt sad. There was where Che Yuan once sat. This taciturn young girl was no longer there. Che Yuan was unarmed and must have been buried in the belly of the monster after being separated.

In the dark and narrow carriage, Su Zhen felt empty.

"I really didn't expect that the evil monks from the Southern Academy of the Great Recruitment would also covet the secret key to Li Sha." Nan Chang's tone was indescribably depressed: "But that's right, every time a profound secret book comes out, there will be a lot of bloodshed, and this time too No exception. Yu Yue, we may be doomed."

"Yeah." Su Zhen responded softly.

Nan Chang saw his distracted look and said, "Yu Yue, you are beautiful and have tender skin and tender flesh. You must have come from a wealthy family. Why can't you think of being in danger in a place like this?"

Su Zhen didn't know how to answer.

"You're not talking." Nan Chang complained.

"I……"

Under Nan Chang's faint gaze, Su Zhen felt that he should say something. He thought for a while and said truthfully: "My mother is suffering from a strange disease, and there is no cure for it. I want to find a way to cure her."

Nan Chang stared at him for a while and said, "What a filial girl. It's a pity that I can't help you."

Su Zhen hummed.

Nan Shang asked again: "In addition to healing your mother, do you have any other wishes? Let's make an agreement. If anyone can survive this disaster, we will help the other person fulfill his unfulfilled wish, okay?" "

"I……"

The first thing that flashed through Su Zhen's mind was 'Kill Lu Qi', but he couldn't say it out loud: "I have no other wish, what about you?"

"What a shame."

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Nan Shang's red lips parted slightly, and her soft words were interrupted by a sharp sound.

It's the wind.

The wind sounds like dragons roaring and ghosts whistling.

The wind quickly penetrated into the gaps between the wooden boards of the carriage, like ghostly hands with clear muscles and bones, tearing apart the top of the carriage.

Su Zhen and Nan Shang raised their heads. There was no obstruction in the sky, and the sky was covered with rotten leaves and dark clouds.

Without the roof, the four walls of the carriage were quickly distorted and torn away by the strong wind. The people in the carriage were unpreparedly exposed to the wind. Su Zhen had no time to fix his body and was lifted into the air by the hurricane. He felt weightless just now. As soon as he started, his back hit a big tree firmly, causing severe pain like a broken spine.

Su Zhen originally thought that the carriage had been breached by those strange insects, but no, the ground was covered with dense corpses of Gu insects. Their bodies had been ruthlessly cut open by an unknown force. The white flesh was tender and the red blood was sticky.

The remaining insect swarms were still buzzing in the air, but they no longer paid attention to the food, more like running for their lives.

Su Zhen slipped from the tree trunk to the ground, groaned and opened his bloodshot eyes, and then he saw an even more horrifying scene:
  He saw Lu Qi. The woman in black silk and white dress stood in the sky full of smoke and dust. Her posture was demure, as if she were on a lake. The noisy smoke and dust were all scattered turbid waves. The four-petal lotus on Lu Qi's head was also in full bloom, and the clear sky was clear. It's bright and white, not like ordinary things.

In contrast, the ugly arhat from the Dazhao Courtyard was at the end of his strength. All of his fingers were severed and his eyes were blinded, as if he was going to fail in the next move.

The three-eyed Gu body boy also sat down on the ground. He was obviously very weak and could no longer control the Gu in his body. The gray monsters crawled out along the cracks in his skin and kept escaping from the body.

However, there was a flaw in this picture that was supposed to be a great victory that could not be erased.

A red flower bloomed on Lu Qi's back. It was a blood flower - a long knife penetrated the bone to the chest and pierced Lu Qi's body from the back.

The person holding the knife is Fenghua.

Feng Huayin holds the knife in his hand and moves smoothly, as if sheathing the knife.

The sudden strong wind earlier came from this sword.

——It pierced Lu Qi's body and the magic power accumulated in her body. In an instant, it was like a river bursting its banks and mercury pouring down the ground. The air wave caused by the explosion destroyed everything including the carriage.

Above Lu Qi's head, Lian Hua stretched out her arm and slapped Feng Hua with a palm. This was obviously a palm, but it made a loud sound like an ancient bell. Feng Hua raised her arm to take the palm, and her body collapsed due to the force of the shock. Sliding out, Feng Hua quickly opened her arms and pulled out two long knives from the waist of the purple-robed killer along the way, inserting them into the ground to stop her rapid retreat.

Lu Qi slowly turned around, losing the foundation of her magic power, and the Zhijing True Lotus became a castle in the air and began to wither and dissipate.

"There is no killing intention. Is this your own sword technique?" Lu Qi asked.

"Yes." Feng Hua replied.

Lu Qi's soft eyes began to dim, like the dying moon, and the words turned over and over between her lips and teeth, turning into a soft sigh: "Why?"

Feng Hua stood up with the handle of the knife, and the left leg of the mechanical structure creaked.

"Master, how long do you want to lie to me..." What occupied her eyes was no longer indifference, but hatred and madness. These emotions were the firelight and thunder and lightning floating on the mirror - mirrors cannot reflect phantoms, they can only From real hatred and pain.

Fenghua took out the blade, shook off the dust on the knife, and slowly spoke:
  "I came from a humble background, and was sold by my mother to a rich family in exchange for rice since I was a child. I was lucky enough to have a beautiful face, and I was loved by the people around me since I was a child. It was as if I was not a servant, but the lady of that family. I At that time, I was only happy, but I didn't know that I was already hated by others.

That winter, my newly married aunt called me to the backyard. She stroked my face and said, "When you grow up, my aunt will be old. But if I watch you, a foxy girl, grow up day by day, my aunt will only know how to grow up." I will age faster. I had a premonition, so I cried and begged her, saying that the master only raised me as his daughter. My aunt giggled after hearing this, and whispered in my ear, "That's a coincidence, the master also She likes me to call her daddy.

Before I realized it, the servant behind me had already put a stick on my leg. His stick beat me mercilessly until I fainted. When I woke up again, I had been put into a sack and thrown into the river. It was freezing cold here, and if a benefactor hadn't passed by and rescued me in time, I would have been buried in Hanjiang. "

Feng Hua paused and said softly: "These are my original memories. I have never doubted it, but..."

The three-eyed Gu body boy, the kind monk, and the green-haired old demon did not speak. They had a natural tacit understanding and used silence to provide a stage for the truth.

“But now, my brain is occupied by a completely different memory.

In this memory, my whole family was wiped out. In the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, a woman in black robe used a sword to pick up my chin, and the tip of the sword slashed from my chest to my thigh, and stabbed it in. She said that she was the enemy who killed my whole family and cut off my right foot, but in the future, I would regard her as a benefactor and worship her for the rest of my life. I was in pain, so painful that I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t even decide whether to hate her or beg her for mercy. I fainted. Before I passed out, I heard her talking to something next to her..."

Feng Hua's speech slowed down and her voice trembled slightly.

"What is it?" the great monk asked at the right time.

"She was talking to something I couldn't see."

After many years, Feng Hua opened the dust-laden memories and still felt the nameless fear, and her tone also revealed a deep chill: "There is obviously no one around her, but she is talking to something."

"What did she say?" the great monk continued to ask.

"she says……"

Feng Hua looked at Lu Qi.

I don't know if it was because she was seriously injured, but Lu Qi just looked at her without any intention of interrupting.

"She said that the great ancestor had a dream and passed down a picture of life and longevity. He killed traitors, hated evil, and had a saintly, kind and compassionate heart. If one of them is missing, he cannot come to see you... After saying that, she turned around and looked at me lying on the ground. , saying, 'This is one of the seven magic tricks of a demon'." Feng Hua finished speaking softly.

After a brief silence, the three-eyed boy with Gu body couldn't help but ask: "Master, what is she talking about? Who is the Patriarch? Who is the Lord? What is the Hundred-Phase Diagram of Longevity? What kind of martial arts are the Seven Techniques of the Demon? Disciple I'm too stupid, I've obviously learned these words, but I don't understand a single sentence."

The great monk shook his head: "Master has never read the classics and history, so he doesn't understand."

When the three-eyed Gu body boy and the great monk looked at each other, it was Lu Qi who spoke first. She said: "The "Qishuo Lu" of Heaven, Earth, Man and God written by Baimu Xingjun records a picture of the Hundred Phases of Longevity and Life, but the words are not clear. It is said to be a scroll of destruction drawn by demons."

"Are you admitting it?" Feng Hua gritted her teeth.

"No."

Lu Qi slowly shook her head and said: "I am just telling the rumors I have heard. In my memory, I have never mentioned the Hundred Phases of Longevity and Life in my life, and I don't even think that this thing really exists."

"It's already this time and you still want to deceive me?" Feng Hua gritted her teeth.

"It's nothing, how can I recognize it?"

Lu Qi lowered her head, looked at the long sword that penetrated her chest, and sighed softly: "I regard you as my own, and I have also told you that the most taboo thing in the path of spiritual practice is hesitation. People have two minds, and the Tao The heart is clear, encompassing all things but not disturbed by them. The ordinary heart is chaotic, and it is difficult to move because of the seven emotions and six desires. In practice, you should suppress the ordinary mind with the Taoist heart, and then you can achieve supreme cultivation. I have also said that my successor must be persevering in mind, Don't waver in the slightest. I thought you could resist the devil's confusion and deception, but it's a pity..."

Lu Qi sighed in disappointment.

Feng Hua's eyes flickered, but were quickly replaced by coldness: "I remember these words, but I will not be deceived by you again."

"Why are you so stubborn?" Lu Qi asked.

"Because the thing that tells me the truth cannot lie to me." Feng Hua said.

"Who is it?" Lu Qi asked.

"No comment, let alone..."

Feng Hua held both blades and jumped onto the prison car lightly. She glanced at Su Zhen. Su Zhen was shocked. He immediately understood what Feng Hua meant:
  He is a Taishasha who escaped Lu Qi's bewitchment. His existence strengthened Fenghua's idea. No wonder Fenghua has been protecting him.

Feng Hua did not reveal Su Zhen's secret, so she stabbed the knife into the prison car.

The prison car was cut open in an instant, and the green-haired old demon's body was pulled up from the black iron. His burly back was like a bulging mountain. The green-haired old demon opened his palm-sized hands and tore the iron chains wrapped around his body. His hearty laughter was mixed with the iron chain. Even the sound of chains colliding and the roaring wind could not suppress it:

"Hahahahahahaha - I have dominated the world for more than three hundred years and survived hundreds of calamities. Do you really think that I am a weakling at your disposal? Lu Qi, you are indeed a genius who is unique in the world. If If I give you time, you might really become a great master, but today, these eight hundred miles of wilderness will be your burial place!"

In the midst of wild laughter, the green-haired Heavenly Lord appeared like a celestial being, and his demonic body continued to expand. Its mane jumped in the wind, like an unyielding green demonic flame, burning from hell to the human world.

The great monk also put his hands together and sang: "Amitabha".

His broken fingers began to regenerate, and the wrinkles on his face were quickly smoothed. I don't know what kind of powerful force was at work. His body was quickly becoming stronger and younger. Not only that, his appearance had also undergone earth-shaking changes. Change, that ugly, disgusting face unexpectedly became handsome, even as beautiful as a woman.

The great monk had that dream, a dream given by the true Buddha. In the dream, on the mirror-like lake, he saw 'me' after becoming a Buddha.

The Buddha never deceived him, and now, the dream is gradually coming true.

"That's it. The real Buddha has given me a revelation. If I kill you, I can become a Buddha. No wonder fate has led me here. That's it. That's it."

The monk opened his eyes with a look of enlightenment.

The turbid peaks of filth were scurrying in his eyes, but they couldn't escape.

The turbid dust gathered in his heart flow and was wrapped in his pure body of glass. He stared at everything in front of him indifferently, just like the Buddha looking at the world.

He has been reborn and can kill Lu Qi in a flash.

The green-haired old demon who regained his freedom, the monk who suddenly became a Buddha, and the sword-head sealing flowers with a sword.

Lu Qi stood there, her eyes closed and her head lowered, the long knife passed through her body, her black hair and snow clothes were pure and beautiful.

This scene is frozen between heaven and earth, like an illustration in a history book, it has been a foregone conclusion.

But at this moment, Su Zhen's heart beat loudly.

It was difficult for him to describe this feeling, like being trapped in the middle of a tunnel that had been abandoned for many years late at night, and the roar of a train engine suddenly sounded in his ears.

This is also the time.

Lu Qi opened her eyes.

Her eyes were long icy blue rivers that were parted, revealing the magnificent burning fire underneath. She had never had such eyes before, and others could not imagine that such eyes would appear on her iceberg-like face.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Su Zhen even saw the smile in her eyes, as if she had been waiting for this day and had been waiting for many years.

"I'll let you demons, Buddhas, evil spirits, see the real secrets of Jiu Miao Palace."

The withered 'lotus' bloomed again, but not above her head, but under her feet. She stepped on the lotus and held Yu Ruyi in her arms. She didn't look at anyone, but looked at the sky.

Laojun hangs high in the sky.

She chanted: "Take me Bai Xuan Qian Chi."

The sky became dark.

The forest was filled with blood.

The monk was unmoved and took a step towards Lu Qi, but his extremely heavy step was still unable to land, as if his toes were thousands of feet away from the ground.

"Killing traitors and hating evil, having a saintly, kind and compassionate heart... If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe that a female cultivator from a small fairy palace could have such an opportunity. Alas, it would be really bad luck to meet such a thing at this time. .”

The sound came suddenly.

Su Zhen's body trembled, and then she realized that it was Yu Yue who was speaking.

Laojun has lost his brightness, and the blood color filling the forest comes from it, which indicates that this long day is coming to an end.

Is it finally over?
  Su Zhen had a lot of doubts and wanted to ask Yu Yue, but the alternating light and dark moment was too hasty and did not allow for any long discussion.

Yu Yue was like a ghost floating in the water, soaking into his heart. His body gradually lost control of him, and his hands were raised involuntarily. His fingers were intertwined to cover his eyes. He heard Yu Yue's Eight Sutras. Said:
  "The next scene will be very scary. You are still a minor. As your godmother, I am responsible for your spiritual education."

But I don’t know if Yu Yue did it on purpose. The gaps between her fingers were not tight, but Su Zhen could still catch a glimpse of them. These scenes were enough to make him unforgettable for the rest of his life:

In the blood-filled sky, hands stretched out one after another. The arms were as slender as arthropods and covered with black bristles. They fell from the sky and grabbed the monk's body. The evil man from Dazhao Temple The monk had obviously become a Buddha in the flesh, but he was vulnerable to the monster's arms. His hands and feet were torn off, his stomach was torn open, his internal organs and lungs were taken out, and the pair of eyeballs were also dug out and played with. He groaned in pain, but his infinite departing Buddha no longer protected him, allowing the black hands to grab his mutilated Buddha body into the air.

There was a hissing sound in the sky, like a burning fire.

Before Laojun was extinguished, Su Zhen last saw the great monk's twisted severed palm raised up to the sky, praying to the true Buddha.

pity.

There was only dead silence in response to him.

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