Rebirth against the sky, Second Miss Chai

Chapter 51 The Yang family cemetery 2
"Card--"

A slight voice suddenly came from a room, Long Yi suddenly turned around, his eyes looked coldly at the room in front, but the aura around him was tightly gathered in an instant.

A gust of wind came from around quietly, but Long Yi didn't look back because she knew who that person was.

"Charming." Duanmu Liu walked out of the house. Although his face was pale and his injuries were not healed, even if he only recovered a little vitality, his cultivation level was comparable to that of a human qi condensing monk.

When the moonlight rose into the sky and the stars faded, Duanmuliu suddenly felt a faint aura of charm.Meijing, who belonged to the Yaozu 1 years ago, but as the battle between the Yaozu and the human race retreated steadily, the Meizu took the opportunity to leave the Yaozu and fled to the extreme north of the mainland.No matter whether it is human race or monster race, Meizu is rarely seen.

Charm spirits are mountain rocks and wood spirits that absorb the essence of the sun and moon to become enlightened. Charm spirits' attack power is behind that of monsters and humans, but they are good at hiding and charm.

Of course, there are also charms who have achieved success in cultivation, and their cultivation is not inferior to the power of humans and monsters.

Duanmuliu briefly introduced the origin of the charm essence to Longyi. Looking at the houses in front of him, he said indifferently: "These human races are going to be unlucky. When some charm essences are successful in cultivation, they no longer absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, but change their In order to suck the blood essence of the human race, so that their cultivation will improve faster."

"What is Meijing afraid of?" Longyi asked softly.

Duanmuliu glanced at her, as if he knew what she wanted to do, and said calmly: "The most feared thing for grass and tree monsters is the fire of the sun, and your fire of nirvana is their nemesis. The Purple Cloud Temple is the Ziyun Temple, and the Yang Clan is the Yang Clan. They are kind to us, and saving their lives is more than worth the kindness."

Long Yi nodded, even if Yao Zun didn't say anything, she would do it, after all, she had accepted the love of the Yang family.

"I can't make a move this time, everything depends on you." Duanmu Liu said softly, his eyes were shining brightly at Long Yi.

Longyi has already built a foundation, and Meizu's attack power is not strong, and her Nirvana Fire is the nemesis of Meizu, so Duanmu Liu let Longyi do it.

Long Yi quietly sneaked into a house following that trace of charm.She hid her figure well and did not reveal the slightest breath. Through the window, she saw a young man sleeping soundly on the bed/in the house, but there was a tall black figure standing beside her.

His whole body was shrunk in the large black robe, so that people could not see his true face. A pair of skinny hands were raised in the air, holding a simple and simple bowl in one hand, and gently waving the other hand in the air.

There was a strange smell in the house. The young man of the Yang nationality on the bed breathed out a pale white airflow slowly from his nostrils, and with the wave of the man in black, the white airflow fell into the air. in a small bowl.

The man in black nodded, obviously very satisfied. Just as he was about to withdraw and leave, a cold light suddenly shot in from outside the house.

"Monster, where are you going!" Long Yi snarled, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a brilliant sword flew out of his hand, turning into a cold light, splitting the window lattice, and hitting the black robed man directly.

The man in black robe was obviously taken aback, turned around and fled outside, but the shadow of Long Yi's sword was so fast, with a flash of cold light, he had already stabbed the man in black robe.

However, when the sword stabbed the man in black, the man in black suddenly turned into streaks of smoke strangely. With a sound of "ding", the sword pierced the floor, and the hilt kept shaking.

The sound of the clash between the two immediately alarmed the entire Yang clan, but Long Yi didn't care so much at this time, with a move with his little hand, the sword shot back.

"It's outside." Duanmu Liu's voice came.

Long Yi frowned, the magic spirit's power of transformation was very powerful, the foundation-building swordsmanship, plus sneak attack, had no effect on him at all.

Black smoke permeated the entire house, and then slowly condensed a long and thin black figure. The black figure turned around and looked at Long Yi.

The moonlight was like water, and the face under the black robe was gradually revealed. It was actually a woman in her thirties. She had a beautiful appearance, but her face was pale and haggard. At this time, she glanced at Long Yi in surprise. , and then the figure suddenly turned into smoke, spreading towards the four directions.

Meijing is good at stealth and transformation. Longyi and his opponent have only played one round, and they have already learned deeply. Maybe Meizu's attack methods are really not very good, but this spell of changing black mist is very troublesome.

but--

Long Yi raised his hand, and a spiritual flame that had already been prepared shot out, hitting the Meijing who had just turned into a black mist.

"Bang——" the spiritual flame exploded, but it was controlled by the dragon clothes in a small area, so there was no earth-shattering explosion scene.

The black mist vibrated violently, but under the attack of Nirvana's fire, the dissipated black mist did not disappear completely, but condensed into a black robed figure again. She turned her head, took a deep look at Longyi, and then said nothing. Hair, and flew towards the backyard of the Yang clan.

"Hey, this charmer is not afraid of the fire of nirvana." Duanmu Liu's surprised voice came from behind.

Long Yi glared at Duanmu Liu sternly. This guy claims to be a demon venerable, and he knows everything about the world. This guy, just now assured him that the most afraid of the sun is the fire of the sun. As long as Nirvana As soon as the fire comes out, it is guaranteed to burn the charm completely.

But everyone is safe and sound!
But now there is no time to teach this guy a lesson, the top priority is to behead this evil spirit.Long Yi flew up to follow, this charmer sneaked into the Yang Clan, it was obviously not the first time that she was familiar with the way.No wonder people from the Yang family can't practice spells.

The breath of white qi taken away by the charm essence is the vital qi that is closely related to cultivation.

Insufficient vitality will lead to physical weakness.With insufficient vitality, it is impossible to mobilize the breath in the body and practice spells.

"What's going on, what's going on?" There was a commotion in the Yang clan, and Elder Yang came out in his clothes, asking everyone.

"Yes...the goblin ran out of Yang Hao's house...the little girl who came during the day was chasing the goblin by herself." A woman who lived next door happened to see Longyi burning the goblin with the fire of nirvana. Fine, replied immediately tremblingly.

Of course, Duanmu Liu also followed, but these ordinary people did not see it.

Elder Yang's face changed suddenly, he called a respected old man in the village, and said in a deep voice: "You order, today's matter must not be spread outside, if anyone spreads a word, you will be expelled from the Yang clan!" At that time, the voice was sharp and the face was sharp.

"I'll go and see that little girl." After finishing his orders, Mr. Yang put on his clothes and left in a hurry.

There was commotion at the scene, but the old man continued to comfort everyone. The total population of the Yang family was only forty or fifty, and after being comforted by the old man, they calmed down.

Under the night, Longyi chased all the way, Duanmu Liu fluttered in white, following behind Longyi like a fairy.Long Yi turned his head and looked at him speechlessly. Although his voice was cold, there was a hint of concern.

"Why, your mana has recovered? Later, you will collect the monsters, do you want to take action?"

Duanmuliu smiled, put his hands behind his back gracefully, and said proudly: "Little witch, this is a supernatural power of the demon clan. As long as the air flows around me, I don't need to waste any demon power. , and move with it. Therefore, I will not lose a single bit of mana."

Long Yi gave him a blank look, and said in his mouth: "Shameless!" No wonder this bastard, with a relaxed and contented look, relied on her magic power all the way.

At this time, the man in black stopped running away, and when he saw a small hill, he suddenly pounced, and then the black figure disappeared completely.

"The cemetery at this time..." Long Yi stopped, looking at the towering tombstones on the hill, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Under the moonlight, the words engraved on the tombstone are also very clear. Every person who is buried is a member of the Yang family, and this is the burial place of the Yang family.

"Let's do it, this charm must be hiding below. I don't know why, but she can resist your fire of nirvana, but I guess she must have paid some price." Duanmuliu said lightly.

Although he didn't fight this charmer, judging from its ability to change, it should be a charmer who is good at psychedelic powers. One person descends the demon.

"But this is the burial place of the Yang family." Long Yi was a little helpless, the dead were the most important, if he grabbed the land here, it would be equivalent to digging the ancestral grave of the Yang family.At that time, not only will he fail to save people, but he will also have a grudge with the Yang family.

"This is a troublesome matter." Duanmu Liu shook his head, also looking helpless.

"However, keeping this charm is a disaster and has to be eliminated." Longyi frowned, turned to Duanmuliu and asked, "Little wolf, what can you do to lure her out?"

Duanmu Liu raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and protested in a very dissatisfied tone: "You can either call me Yaozun, or you can call me Brother Duanmu, don't be a little wolf, how ugly, I am also a dignified sixth-generation Yaozun. Save me some face..."

Long Yi looked at Duanmu Liu who was filled with righteous indignation, and suddenly laughed on her delicate face, only to hear her shouting again and again: "Little wolf, little wolf—"

A posture that was purely mad at Duanmuliu, not worth his life.

Duanmu Liu made a gesture to get angry, and even raised his hand to hit Longyi, but when he transformed into a little white wolf, he suffered a big loss from Longyi.Before the strength has not surpassed the little witch, if he rashly goes up to teach the little witch a lesson, there is no doubt that the most miserable one is definitely himself!

"It would be great if the Xuanhuang Mirror or the Demon Tower were here. As long as there is one of them, I will be able to force out this charmer." Duanmu Liu said in a low voice, unwilling to take the dragon clothes.

Xuanhuang mirror and magic tower?

Longyi's eyes lit up. After Duanmuliu was injured, Longyi forgot about it. Now both treasures are still lying in his storage bag.

"Damn it, it's too cheap for that stinky bull nose." Duanmu Liu said angrily.

"This is for you." Long Yi suddenly raised his hand, and a dark object shot towards Duanmu Liu.

Duanmu Liu took it casually, and when he saw what was in his hand, his expression was shocked. He looked at Longyi in surprise and joy, and shouted: "You... how did you get it..."

Before he finished speaking, when he saw Longyi playing with a shining yellow mirror in his palm, his shock escalated again. Duanmuliu opened his mouth so wide that he felt that his jaw was about to dislocate.

The little witch shocked him too much.

"You...you..." Duanmu Liu said "you" for a long time, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

The little witch was able to save herself and escape from ascending to heaven when Ziyun Temple came out in full force. Back to Xuanhuangjing——God, his brain is not enough.

Didn't Ziyi, that bull-nosed person, vomit three liters of blood angrily?
Duanmuliu caressed the magic tower in his hand affectionately, but said in his mouth: "Could it be fake?" Although he said this on his mouth, his eyes showed infinite tenderness.

With the temper of the little witch, she would not tell him the hardships involved, but Duanmu Liu could imagine that if he wanted to pull out his teeth at Ziyun Temple, Longyi must have experienced a narrow escape.

It seems that the debt owed to the little witch can only be repaid with his whole life.

(End of this chapter)