Peerless Little Mommy: The ghost baby is cute

Chapter 181 The Old Ghost's Son Is Interesting

"I'm so handsome, how can I look like that old ghost? You little Taoist priest has bad eyesight." Shangxuan smiled narcissistically, and gently lifted Taoist Wuchen's chin.

"You...you...are..." Taoist Wuchen seemed a little shy and nervous when his chin was raised ambiguously by a big man, and he seemed to have guessed Shangxuan's identity.

Immediately short of breath, the next few words were directly stuck in the trachea and could not come out.

"Just guess it, don't say it, we understand it~ Didn't your junior brother call you to help deal with my nephew just now, please guide us quickly. After this matter is settled, come down the mountain with us Deal with the kappa who is specially dedicated to ghost fetuses." Shangxuan's black eyes shone like stars, and he looked at Taoist Wuchen with a faint smile.

"Kappa?" Taoist Wuchen asked back.

Shang Xuan had a deep expression on his face, "You will know when you go, if you dare to refuse this matter, Chu Xuanmen will be gone, I will do what I say."

The second half of the sentence was extremely severe, and the coercion on Shangxuan's body was activated at once, forcing Taoist Wuchen to be unable to lift his head.

After a long time, Taoist Wuchen looked at Shangxuan fearfully, nodded heavily, flicked his sleeves, and said to his disciples, "You guys, follow me up to support."

Then, he turned to Shang Xuan and said, "My lord, you...you can do what you want."

Taoist Wuchen led the little Taoist priests in the gate to the top of the mountain, and our group followed closely behind, stepping on countless gray-white stone steps, and finally reached the top of the mountain.

The mountain gate of Chuxuanmen is extremely majestic, a flat land is cut directly on the top of the mountain, palaces, buildings, pavilions and pavilions are built, and there are a few white cranes on the roofs of some places.

The young man was standing on the roof tiles of a building, holding a three-foot green point in his hand, and bright red blood dripped slowly from under the three-foot green point.

The night wind was blowing, making his uncombed hair flutter in a mess.

The white Taoist robe was still as spotless as before, and around his waist was a red twisted belt with the thickness of a thumb, on which was hung a small copper bell.

The copper bell swayed gently in the wind, making a clear sound.

Strands of hair covered his handsome and fair face, and his body was as cold as entering a cold spring, which seemed to repel people thousands of miles away.

His red pupils were filled with serenity, and he slowly opened his mouth, "Should I find out the ghost monks from among you one by one, or should you hand them over yourself? If I make a move and accidentally injure someone, don't worry." Blame me."

I stood under the building, looked up at Chen Xiao, a smile could not help but overflow from the corner of my mouth.

Chen Xiao is still the same Chen Xiao. He was once bewitched, but he can still distinguish between good and evil. How can he be a bloodbath?
He made a special trip to help Chuxuanmen clean up the sect, killed all the ghost monks, and avenged his master.

"Our Chuxuan sect is a decent sect. Since the Chu and Han Dynasties, the disciples of the sect have always abided by the sect rules. Where did the ghost monks come from?" Taoist Wuchen shouted with a dark face, with a smile on his face. Slightly cold like frost.

"Then what is this?" Chen Xiao dropped several animal bodies and human head corpses from the building. The throats of the corpses were sealed with a sword.

When it fell to the ground, there was a "boom--" sound.

Wuchen stared at the bones on the ground, took half a step back, and sighed softly, "Chen Xiao, what on earth do you want to do? Do you have to admit that the Taoist sect has been touched by the ghost world? You kill like this, It will only blindly help, and they may still have a chance to reform themselves."

"Cultivating ghosts, what kind of reformation have you heard of?" Chen Xiao teased, and flew down from the roof tiles of the palace, his clothes fluttering, just like a fairy descending to the earth.

Those Taoists swarmed up and were all overturned by the sharp sword in Chen Xiao's hand. Although none of them were in danger of life, they were seriously injured.

Shangxuan smiled softly, "The son of the old ghost is interesting. He has ghost energy, devil energy, and spiritual energy. Dear disciple, did you teach him spiritual cultivation?"

"At that time, he had already become a demon. If he didn't cultivate his spirit, he could only become a demon." Xing Xuan stared at Chen Xiao with a little worry in his eyes.

"I'm afraid these bull-nosed children will use this child as a bargaining chip. I really don't want to hurt the child of the old ghost and Linge." Shangxuan hugged Wang Qiong beside him, with inexplicable deep meaning in his eyes.

Sure enough, Shangxuan didn't live in vain for so many years, and he just finished speaking.

That Taoist Wuchen came up, knelt down in front of Xingxuan and Shangxuan, tears streaming down his face, "The catastrophe of my Daoist sect is just today, and that Chen Xiao keeps saying that he is doing justice for the heavens, and has already killed almost all sects in my Daoist sect." .Please also ask the two adults to help us on the face of Changchun Immortal."

"But he killed Taoist priests who cultivated ghosts." I frowned.

Taoist Wuchen wiped his tears with his Taoist robe, and his voice was quite sad and hoarse, "That's why, if he continues to kill like this, there will be no face in my Taoist sect. In fact... there used to be Taoists who cultivated ghosts, but they were all killed. My Taoist ancestors wiped it out by themselves. Please give us a chance to clean up the door, poor Tao... I heard you say that there are ghosts making troubles at the foot of the mountain, looking for offerings. If you can help, I will lead the disciples to help. .Otherwise, it would be better for broken pieces of jade than for complete tiles.”

"You Taoist people are really troublesome. You are still so troublesome after thousands of years. If Li Yu was here, you would definitely be annoyed and cut you all up. If it weren't for the actions of your Taoist ancestors back then, Li Yu's beloved person would be so troublesome. I won’t die.” Shangxuan looked at Wuchen coldly, he had no intention of making a move at all, and was still fighting for Li Yu.

I feel that due to Shangxuan's friendship with the ghost king, Shangxuan will definitely not help these Taoist priests instead of supporting his nephew.

However, if we don't take action to subdue Chen Xiao, according to Wuchen's meaning, it is for the sake of the face of the Daoist sect, the fish will die and the net will be broken.

"What the ancestors did, the poor Taoist doesn't know..." Taoist Wuchen was forced to be speechless by Shangxuan's aggressive tone, and he couldn't continue after speaking halfway.

Wang Qiong looked at me and opened her eyes wide, "Master Su, I thought you were the one Li Yu liked, and he had a lover before... What's going on?"

"Wang Da Niu, is your mouth shut? Why are you talking nonsense." I flushed anxiously, and glanced at Xingxuan anxiously, I was afraid that he would get angry.

The last time he and Li Yu had a conflict in the corridor of the school.

Xingxuan's face was calm, staring at Chen Xiao who was fighting with the Taoists in the distance, proudly hugging my waist and limbs as motionless as a mountain, his emotions didn't seem to be affected in any way.

He suddenly lowered his eyes and kissed my forehead, "I know, Li Yu can't take you away, so don't worry. I'm not angry."

"Oh, forget me worrying about it." I pouted depressedly.

After a while, Shangxuan and Xingxuan looked at each other with deep meaning, and Xingxuan immediately let me go knowingly, and put me on the spot, "Zi, I'll come as soon as I go."

He flew up to Chen Xiao on tiptoe, and danced the three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand like clouds and flowing water.

Chen Xiao frowned and dodged, "Why are you here?"

While watching, Shangxuan kissed Wang Qiong's delicate side face, and said with a smirk: "That happened thousands of years ago, about Li Yu's former lover. It was the first time I met that boy Li Yu in Yangjian. At that time, his whole body was covered with injuries, and he was only half breathed..."

(End of this chapter)