After the devil, she ran away again

Chapter 42 Beast, let go of that girl (2)

The little Taoist priest who devoted himself to supporting justice and killing demons did not stop there. He turned around and returned to the room again, angrily said: "Monster! If you don't let you taste my power, you won't know how to be afraid!"

Mom, don't come to give away the head if you are such a rookie, can't you run to rescue the soldiers?
Du Ruo couldn't help but glanced at the young Taoist priest, and gave him winks helplessly.

"Girl, don't be afraid, with my Daoist here, this evildoer won't do anything to you!"

"Overestimating one's abilities." Mozun slowly released Du Ruo's ankle, got off the bed and walked towards the Taoist priest.

Du Ruo hastily pulled the cloth to cover his body, thinking of being unkind and taking the opportunity to escape.

But Mozun didn't give her this chance, and insisted on her being a good person with loyalty, so he directly used the immobilization technique to trap her in place.

The young Taoist was also very uncertain, and kept backing away from him.

"It's all because I'm not good at cultivation, so I can only ask the patriarch to come out and accept you, an evil evildoer!" The Taoist priest was full of righteousness. Although he was afraid of the evil spirits in front of him, he thought that he also had a backer, so why should he be afraid? !

So he straightened his chest quickly, and cut his fingers to draw symbols in the void.

The Mozun stood with folded arms in a leisurely manner, and wanted to see what powerful people this broken Taoist could invite.

As the runes in the void became more and more complete, the light emitted became brighter and brighter.

"Master Patriarch, I'm on the road today, and it's hard for me to deal with evil spirits! Please help me, Master Patriarch!" The Taoist priest called reverently.

Not long after, a white-haired old man appeared in the rune. Hearing the junior's call, he immediately looked at the Demon Lord with a haughty attitude, and said angrily: "Monster, don't you—"

Before he finished speaking, Mozun flicked his fingertips disdainfully, and the figure was scattered.

It took a lot of effort for the figure to re-condense, wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and hid behind the little Taoist priest.

"The origin of this devil is not small, let me ask the patriarch to come out to help." The patriarch who was invited out said so.

Du Ruo wanted to help his forehead, but unfortunately his hands were tied.

Ma De is mentally retarded... As a professional at the patriarch level, can't even the Demon Lord recognize him?
The patriarch is also a talisman that summons the patriarch's patriarch, another gray-haired old man, the two standing together look like brothers.

This patriarch plus obviously has much better eyesight, and he knew it was not easy when he saw Chuan Qiong, so he just stopped making a move.

"This demon has thousands of years of skill at least, and it's not something we can handle."

"Then what should I do?" The young Taoist realized how much trouble he had managed.

Patriarch Plus frowned, and said, "I have no choice but to invite the Great God to come down to earth!"

So another burst of drawing symbols and chanting mantras.

Finally, a black-haired figure came out, facing the three Taoist priests, and asked: "Where is the evildoer, do you need to ask me to come out..."

The figure turned around slowly, saw Chuan Qiong, and stopped speaking abruptly.

"..."

"..."

Dressed in white military uniform, silver armor and silver helmet, he is obviously a person who fights on the battlefield, but his face is elegant and gentle.

It was Danzhu, the god of war in the celestial realm.

Most people in the heavenly world have tablets to enshrine in the human world, and figures like God of War who are the most skilled in killing demons and demons are naturally the objects of Taoist enshrining.

The scene was awkward for a while.

Danzhu glanced at Du Ruo, who was fixed on the bed in disheveled clothes and her thighs were exposed. There were red handprints on her ankles, and Danzhu looked at Chuanqiong with teasing eyes.

"Chuan Qiong, you are..."

(End of this chapter)