Evil Dao Ghost Confucian Demon Monk

Chapter 80
After an unknown amount of time, when Wang Jitu woke up in a daze, he was already trapped in a cave.

While breathing, the cave felt dry, and even the air was filled with fire, and there was a smell of blood.

And when he opened his eyes, he saw a scene of surprise.

A woman in a light blue gauze was standing in front of him.The woman has picturesque eyebrows, fair skin, and a delicate face, but she is extremely glamorous and has an inviolable temperament.

The woman in blue stared at Wang Jitu coldly and said, "Monk, you finally woke up. Your disciples and grandchildren woke up much faster than you." The voice was indifferent, without any trace of fireworks.

Wang Jitu finally saw the situation around him clearly. The group of wild monks were all trapped by silver nets. Everyone was covered in bruises. One of his eyes was gouged out, and another's lower body was bloody.

Wang Jitu consciously stopped staring at the woman, afraid of being like those two wild monks.

"It's not like master, hurry up and use your magical powers. We misread it earlier. It turns out that this girl has no breasts, no buttocks, and it is useless to keep her. Why don't she..." When a wild monk was scolding, but Did not hear the following.There was only a sound of Yiyi Yaya, Wang Jitu glanced sideways, it turned out that the monk's tongue had been pulled out, his mouth was full of blood, and his eyes were still looking at the front with resentment.

In front of him stood a graceful woman in a red dress.

The woman in red stared at Monk Ye with distaste, and walked straight over. At this moment, she could see that the woman was quite attractive, with a faint red shadow on the corners of her eyes, and a little vermilion on her lips, which did not completely stain her lips. But it adds a coquettish beauty.

Wang Jitu saw how clean and neat the woman in red was when she pulled out her tongue, and he also knew that the woman was vicious in her heart, so he didn't want to look at it at the moment, for fear of causing trouble, he hastily lowered his head.

But the woman in red quickened her pace and slapped Wang Jitu across the face.

Wang Jitu couldn't avoid it, with a 'pop' sound, his left cheek turned red immediately.But the corner of his mouth felt a salty taste, and the force of this palm made him bleed.

Wang Jitu spat out the blood foam, and said with restraint of anger: "Girl, you haven't discerned right from wrong, and beat people indiscriminately, is it worthy of your conscience?"

"Tell me about your conscience. Why did you monster monks come to Mengjiabao? It's not because you covet my sister Meng's beauty." The woman in red sneered.

Wang Jitu lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Girl, I'm not their uncle. They recognized the wrong person. I followed them because I was worried that someone would be bullied."

"What? You are not their uncle, they have misunderstood you?" the woman in red shouted loudly.

The wild monks who were still conscious looked this way angrily.

The red-clothed woman said with a look of disdain: "It's really a demon monk. The excuse she made was to only care about getting away from herself, and not caring about the life and death of others. If it wasn't for Sister Meng who relied on the spirit note left by the master to disrupt your spirits. If it weren't for this A net of rotting bones and soft tendons can make your bones soft and tendons crispy, you monster monks who are comparable to the middle stage of Qi training, you have already slaughtered Mengjiabao."

"Slap!" Another slap on Wang Jitu's right cheek.

Wang Jitu wanted to defend himself, but when he opened his mouth, he found that none of the words could be believed.Can't help but stunned on the spot.

"Hey, why don't you say it? Isn't your tongue so eloquent? Make it up, keep making it up." The woman in red said with a look of disdain.

Wang Jitu understood that at this time, he couldn't argue with his own words, but this kind of grievance was brought on by himself.The sewage on my body can't be washed off even if I wash it. It's really more wronged than Dou E from Feixue in June.

The woman in red wanted to ask again, but the woman in blue stopped her and said, "Zeng Mengxi, stop making trouble, and wait until my father decides what to do with these people." The voice was still cold, but it was as comfortable as the tinkling of a spring.

The woman in red, Zeng Mengxi, said reluctantly: "Sister Xinyu, what are you waiting for, these monstrous monks should be chopped up and fed to the eagles."

The woman in blue, Meng Xinyu, ignored it and went out on her own.

Zeng Mengxi gritted her teeth, gave Wang Jitu a vicious look, and followed Meng Xinyu out.

As soon as the two walked away, all the wild monks caught in the net glared at Wang Jitu.One of them said with a strong breath: "It's not like uncle, you are too useless. Master said long ago that you run faster than anyone else when you see a profit. When you see danger, That is the disrespect of the six relatives. A typical ruthless character of 'willing to let the child go to the wolf'. We accepted it."

All the wild monks were weakly murmuring in agreement, even the wild monk who had his eyes gouged out, his tongue pulled out, and his lower body was trampled through, nodded with pain.

Obviously, no one doubted Wang Jitu's identity.Wang Jitu couldn't help but smile wryly.

Inside the bunker, in a bright lobby.

A middle-aged elder with an upright face, still full of anger, sat in the middle.In front of him stood two beautiful women.

It was Meng Xinyu, the girl in blue, and Zeng Mengxi, the girl in red.

The middle-aged elder stroked his beard and said angrily: "I really don't know which gods and Buddhas I collided with to attract such a group of demon monks."

"Zibuyu is strange. Father, don't forget which family we are descendants of." Meng Xinyu said coldly as usual.

"Isn't the surname Meng? For thousands of years, even if he had a slight relationship with that Confucian saint, the bloodline at this time is too thin to be ridiculous.

After finally making up my mind, the old man asked the ancestors to send you into the immortal gate with the "Shun Tong Tian Ling".Hmph, it just made you an inner disciple in the 'Mingren Academy', not even a direct disciple.The current Confucian sect no longer takes us Confucian sage descendants seriously.Don't you think so, Mengxi? "The middle-aged elder still looked angry.

"Old man Meng, why get angry. The situation of our Zeng family is much better now. But Sister Xinyu is different. When her 'Spiritual Root of Still Water' was formed at the age of 17, it attracted the vision of Tianyu. At that time, Xiliang was dry and rainless, but it rained heavily for three consecutive days. There were no clouds in the sky at that time, so I really don't know where the rain came from." Zeng Mengxi said casually.

"Of course my daughter is different. Do you think it's so easy to get the rarest 'Still Water Spiritual Root' among the three water-type mutant spiritual roots? It's not because of my blood." Mr. Meng stroked his beard at this time, His face was full of pride.

"Of course. Didn't Mr. Meng inform the 'Mingren Academy' of this matter long ago? Otherwise, those pedantic scholars in Bijia Mountain would specially send an elder of the court to come here to collect sister Xinyu for her." only.

Take the "Millennium Sigh" spiritual paper that Mingren Academy gave to my sister as an example, a small piece of bamboo can also have the function of high-level talismans, my little sister is extremely envious.It seems that the importance that Mingren Academy attaches to its elder sister is not limited to this, and maybe at some point in the future, she will be a direct disciple of Mingren Academy. "Zeng Mengxi made no secret of the jealousy in his eyes.

Seeing this, the middle-aged elder smiled instead of anger, and said, "My family's heart language is also considered a blessing in destiny. From now on, Mengxi, you should follow my family's heart language, maybe you can also learn some mysterious Taoism and become a A high-level cultivator."

"Daddy, don't talk nonsense." Meng Xinyu dissuaded him from the side.

However, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.Mr. Meng's words made Zeng Mengxi's narrow-mindedness become more preoccupied. "How can you, Meng Xinyu, be a descendant of Confucian saints, have the gifted spiritual root of 'Still Water Spiritual Root'? The ancestor of my Zeng family was the master of your ancestors back then. But my Zeng family was only a few years ago. A cousin inexplicably opened the 'Wind Spirit Root', and made the whole family happy for a long time, if I also have the 'Still Water Spirit Root'... ".

Fortunately, Zeng Mengxi fell into deep thought, which made the scene less embarrassing.

Old Man Meng suddenly complained: "It's because your cultivation level is still low. If you have completed the exercises of Mingren Academy, you won't be forced to use your master's spiritual paper. Alas, as for those monster monks, we still have to wait for Mingren to learn." The Xiu family in the palace will solve it."

Meng Xinyu was hesitant to speak when he heard this, but it was Zeng Mengxi who said first: "Master Meng, Sister Xinyu once told me after she cast the spell that the magic of 'a sigh in a thousand years' has a time limit, and it only lasts for three days. Time limit. The leader of the demon monk is at least a cultivator in the Aperture Realm, and he is a level higher than his sister. To allow his spiritual power to recover, no one in the castle can be hostile, so I don’t dare to delay any longer. them……"

When Zeng Mengxi said this, he made a gesture of killing a chicken and wiping his neck.

Mr. Meng is not a fool, he immediately understood what Zeng Mengxi meant, but he looked at her with displeasure: "I didn't realize that this girl has such a murderous intention before, and her actions are so vulgar. How can she compare with my family's heartfelt words?" Humph, the Zeng family is indeed not as good as my Meng family."

Mr. Meng cleared his throat and said, "Well, I'll go and see those demon monks first."

In the cave.

Wang Jitu's body was so weak that he couldn't do anything right now. He licked his dry lips and tongue in the dry cave, feeling very thirsty.

Suddenly there was a sound in the cave.A middle-aged man with a decent face came in, pointed at him and said, "Xin Yu, this is the leading demon monk."

Meng Xinyu nodded.

Wang Jitu stared at the elder curiously.The elder flew up and kicked Wang Jitu in the chest, and shouted angrily, "This is for my Mengjiabao." Then he hit Wang Jitu violently with his shoulder and elbow, but still didn't say anything. Forgot to say: "Being a bride every day, ho!"

He slapped Wang Jitu on the face again, cursing, "Change the groom every night, ha!"

Then he punched Wang Jitu hard on the chest, and scolded: "Bully my daughter, bah!"

People who have not practiced kung fu can have a lot of strength. Mr. Meng thinks he has exhausted all his strength, but to Wang Jitu, who has rough skin and rough skin, it is just very painful and not injured.

Enduring the pain, Wang Jitu just closed his eyes and said nothing while the breeze was blowing on his face.

After the beating, Mr. Meng was out of breath, and he still stared at Wang Jitu, apparently still breathing.Seeing that the leading demon monk closed his eyes tightly and said nothing, he still pretended to be dead.Angrily pointing at Wang Jitu, Mr. Meng said, "Hit me to death!"

　February 2th, Lichun, the first update

　　
　
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