Black Lotus Tactics Manual

Jiu Xuanshou demon tower felt Tao Ying's breath, more excited, the golden light radiated, the whole hall shone brilliantly.

In this irradiation, Tao Ying's body was quickly dissipated and disintegrated, and he stared at Liu Fuyi motionless, wondering what he was thinking.

The power of the demon tower was collected, and the monsters and ghosts on the road knew it well. Once Liu Fuyi indulged this tower to devour evil spirits, whether it was a demon or a ghost, they were in danger. He was stubborn to resist, and it was only a matter of time before he was eliminated.

Unexpectedly, Liu Fuyi reached out a hand, and the Tower of Reception Tower reluctantly took a step back, converging the light. He looked serious: "I let you finish talking."

Tao Ying's grudges swayed and smiled: "Liu Fang Shi does not have to pretend to do justice for me--"

"Mu Huaijiang, the family leader of the demon-catching demon family, helped the royal to cover up the scandal with the seal of the ghost. Now Mu Yao is taking the initiative to intervene in the yin. He wants to kill our innocent souls again. Do you admire vanity and bully the weak? "

Liu Fuyi took a step forward: "I didn't understand what happened back then, but Mu Yao came this time and was entrusted by the Zhao Taifei jade brand. He had no choice." He looked at the incomplete indwelling spirit in front of him, "Tao Ying, You want to avenge Tao Yu's, and reasonably say I shouldn't interfere, but you shouldn't confuse so many teachers to set themselves on fire, and intend to murder Emperor Duanyang, they are all innocent people. Since you chose to do this, I and Yaoer You must fight against you. "

He held out his hand, and Jiuxuan received the demon tower above their heads. The next second would burst out with a strong golden light. His hand shivered with anxiety: "Your hatred, your own yin decision, I now want you to tell Me, where is Yao'er? "

Tao Ying looked at him secretly for a long time, and smiled lowly: "I won't tell you. Liu Fuyi, how can she lose the taste of her love?"

As the words did not fall, the incomplete black shadow instantly turned into a black gas, rushed upwards, and went straight to the tower.

Liu Fuyi's face was pale, she turned her hand to close the tower, but the tower was radiant, and she had swallowed the wraiths from the net.

Liu Fuyi withdrew the Jiu Xuan collection demon tower and panicked the artifact that had changed back to the small wooden tower for a long while. It was only in vain.

He looked around unsteadily.

Tao Ying would rather die than tell Mu Yao's whereabouts.

"brother……"

There was a soft sound in the temple, Liu Fuyi turned back, a little girl seven or eight years old, with a black hair scattered, pulling his clothes corner, looking up at him.

The girl has no feet and is a very young imp.

She tugged at his sleeve and said timidly: "I know where that sister is, and you follow me."

The little wraith was dressed in a brand-new silk satin, with layers of gold ornaments on his wrists, and his head only reached Liu Liuyi's waist.

Liu Fuyi followed her outside the hall: "Are you also teaching?"

The ghost looked back, with black eyes on her cheeks, "A Niang said, I was born with Emperor Ji and the same month on the same year, which is a great blessing. Because I was blessed, the concubine Zhao chose me and let me act as emperor Ji is a goddess. "

Liu Fuyi had a stalk in his heart.

Duan Yang is innocent, but what wrong did the folk girl in front of her who died after being tortured?

He gently held her little hand: "Does it hurt?"

The kid shrank a little, and seemed a little afraid. He lowered his head and thought about it for a long while, but just a little frightenedly said: "Brother, I will lead the way for you, it is conditional."

Liu Fuyi stunned and asked, "What do you want?"

The devil said, "Can you go out of the temple and tell me A Niang? The embroidered needle she lost was hidden by me under the mattress. She always embroidered the lamp in the middle of the night. How many times did Aunt say She didn't listen. She was still looking for the day I left. "

Liu Fuyi didn't expect such an answer, and nodded for a long time: "... well, I'll tell you A Niang for you. What else do you have, I will bring her."

The ghost thought for a while and smiled at him: "Tell me A-Niang, I'm a goddess. I live in the best house in heaven, sleep in the softest bed, and the little girl sweeps the courtyard for me."

Liu Fuyi froze for a long time and nodded.

At that time, the imperial concubine Zhao was bound to eradicate the roots. Ten years have passed. Things are right and wrong.

The girl stopped and pointed to the distance.

In front of me was a very high shelf with a girl wearing a tube top, embroidered skirt, wrists and ankles with layers of gold ornaments. Her dress was exposed, her white arms and thighs were exposed, and her long hair was scattered , Suddenly looked, almost like the enchanted joy Buddha became true.

The person so proud of Mu Yao was dressed up like this, hanging up to show, I do n’t know how much he was wronged.

Liu Fuyi looked back at the imp: "I won't accept you, you will record it on your own, do you know?"

The little girl tilted her head and looked at Liu Fuyi, tapping the wooden tower in his hand curiously: "Is Master Tao Ying inside?"

Liu Fuyi hurriedly took the tower back into his sleeve: "His wrongdoing, he has a special person to deal with, but he is guilty, he will pay the price. My demon tower, only accept people who deserve it."

He posted a guidepost behind the seemingly incomprehensible little girl, watching her being manipulated by the rune, sighed, and flew onto the shelf.

Mu Yao was unconscious and still had blood on her lips.

He untied the rope, hugged her to the waist, and fell to the ground, anxiously: "Yaoer, Yaoer?"

Mu Yao opened his eyes vaguely, and saw his face, but he hadn't spoken yet, and the first flash of mourning flashed in his eyes.

Liu Fuyi held her face and spoke softly, but only threatened her: "I'm late, Yao'er, I'm late, I'm sorry."

Mu Yao's throat choked, and tears ran uncontrollably. Liu Fuyi held her in her arms and patted on her back: "Don't cry, it's all right now."

Mu Yao thought that the clothes on her body were not appropriate, but he was all seen with such awkwardness and humiliation. For a time, he was grievances, shame, and pain all mixed together, struggling, but Liu Fuyi hugged her. Tighter.

"I know what you are thinking." He said very calmly. "You look beautiful."

The two sat on the ground in embarrassment, the heroes of the utterly godless eagles were so bright and dashing for so many years before, but they never felt any moment closer than they were at this moment.

He let her go, fixed her eyes, and didn't know what she was thinking. It took a long time to open her mouth: "Yaoer, you know my heart, I will not leave you in this life."

Mu Yao was stunned, and tears flowed across her pale cheeks. She looked at Liu Fuyi and said to the small wooden pagoda in her hand: "I Liu Fuyi swears to Jiu Xuan to collect the demon tower, and will never let Mu Yao suffer this again. Wronged. "

She looked at him like a stormy eye, as if she was hit hard in her heart, a strong warmth swept through.

She completely let go of her heart and settled into his warm arms.

If she is a drifting ship, then she really owns the harbor now.

Mu Sheng departed almost at the same time as Liu Fuyi, and chose the short distance of the same distance, but he was extremely bumpy along the way.

Zhiyin physique, specially attracts demons and ghosts, plus the previous two bloodletting backspellers, for the evil, it is like a hot pot with fragrance, every few steps, there are grudges blocking the road, even in the woods. The black bats slammed his wings at him.

Within three days, he had used a backslash once, and if he did not exercise restraint, he would easily get into trouble. Therefore, he can only go all the way to kill the evil spirits honestly, almost used up all the runes on his body, and resolutely opened up a way by two demon handles and explosion sparks.

When he was exhausted and broke into Xingshan Temple, there was only a mess in the temple, no shadow of living people.

The beam was broken and slanted to the ground, the tiles fell around, and the two red candles on the table burned to the end, and several blood-red candle tears shed along the table.

The dimly swaying candlelight illuminates the muddy ground, and all the wraiths have either disappeared or fled, apparently experiencing a fierce battle.

It was very quiet all around. Mu Sheng walked forward a few steps and looked around: Is it too late?

In the distance, a long-haired ghost passed by him quickly, with panic written on his face, letting him stretch out his hand, and then stopped.

"It's so risky, too fast." The girl wiped her forehead with her sleeve, her face full of false alarm.

His gaze fell on a touch of yellow on her Ling Luo's dress-she had a guidepost attached to her back, so she went uncontrollably towards where the rune was pointing, but the power of the rune was too great for her kind of imp. It took a while to run so fast that it was difficult to control.

Mu Sheng looked at the familiar strokes on the paper with complicated expressions. He didn't know whether he should hate or rejoice for a while: Liu Fuyi woke up and had she come?

"Brother ..." The little girl looked up and stared at him curiously with dark eyes. "You came to save that sister too?"

Mu Sheng looked at her, turned suddenly, and left the temple without looking back.

A dark figure in front of her was getting closer and closer. She could almost smell the burning odor of his body and pounced on her face.

Ling Miaomiao determined that this was a person, a dead man who was almost burnt to carbon.

"Wait, wait, let me go--" Ling Miaomiao's limbs were grabbed by the devil and struggled desperately. "What is the Holy Child, don't you explain to this palace?"

The old man made a gesture, and the little ghosts lifted her up and sat aside.

"The goddess does not know, this holy boy is just like you, the person of heaven. The world is divided at the beginning, the yin and yang are reconciled, and there is yin and yang ..."

Ling Miaomiao could not bear it: "Simply say it!"

The old man froze for a moment, and began to smile with his beard: "It means that the goddess and the holy boy are indispensable, and the yin and yang are reconciled, so that the atmosphere of heaven and earth can be penetrated.

Bullshit, nonsense!

A strange grief rose in Ling Miaomiao's heart. This "holy boy" did not know which poor passerby was burned in such a way that even the corpse could not enter the earth for peace.

Tao Ying really had a **** hatred against the royal family, and came up with so many tricks to toss Duanyang. Even if he didn't die, it would be amazing to insult her.

Looking at the old man's face, she pointed at the fresh scorched body with embarrassment: "That ... you see, this 'holy boy' has gone ahead ... Nirvana first, right, this goddess in this palace has not been fired yet , Now with him ... with his round house, this palace is really inferior. "

Several ghosts sat beside her, heard each other face to face, nodded one after another, I do not know what to say.

The old man was stunned, his eyes rolled, and he smiled and said: "The goddess has a special life, and he is made with the Holy Child, no need to be inferior." He greeted him, and the little ghosts held her arm tightly again, almost When she was set up, she had to press on the corpse, "The time is limited, the goddess hurry up!"

Ling Miaomiao almost cried: "Wait ... wait a minute!"