The evil villain: kidnapped the righteous saint at the beginning

Shushan.

Nine Chains and Three Talismans Locking Demon Tower.

Mo Xie's shocking words made several Shushan elders silent.

"Could it be that the fox demon has bewitched his mind?!"

The square-faced and solemn elder Qingxu glared and pointed two fingers at Mo Xie's forehead.

There is also a fox demon? !

Damn, what did I miss!

Mo Xie blinked, but did not resist.

Qingxu retracted his two fingers and said in surprise: "Not bewitched? Master Brother..."

Qingwei was looking at this world calmly.

I saw that the whole sky was covered by the eerie ghost energy, and thousands of people were lost in the darkness...

He raised his fingers and counted for a while, and sighed.

"Master Brother!"

Qingxu's words brought him back to his senses.

Qingwei stroked his white beard and smiled at Moye, "The catastrophe is coming soon. Time is running out. You can go to the demon world first. Can you open the Demon Locking Tower later?"

Obviously,

even Qingwei didn't quite believe what Moye said.

After all, the Demon Locking Tower contains a vicious monster!

Countless predecessors paid the price of their lives and spent decades to suppress it!

How can it help them resist this catastrophe in the world?

Moye thought about it, but didn't refute it. She shrugged and said, "Okay."

Anyway, when that day comes, you may beg me to open it.

"Let's go!"

Qingwei waved her whisk and tried to drag Moye up.

"No need!"

Moye shook her head and waved two fingers with both hands, "Fly the sword!"

Swish!

The magic sword flew out of the scabbard behind her.

Moye stepped on the sword and stood on it - yes, at this moment, his soul power was strong enough to fly with the sword.

This move made the elders look at each other and marvel.

Flying with a sword is nothing new, but it is a bit surprising that he can still fly a sword without any Taoism!

Seeing the elders' surprised faces, Moye raised his mouth and said, "A group of old men really have never seen the world... Lead the way!"

Qingwei shook her head and laughed, "Hahaha, okay!"

...

In the world,

A thick fog rose.

As the fog passed, there was no living person... Only countless walking corpses and ghosts were left.

A group of ghosts were rampant, and the whole place was devastated!

In the white fog.

Ghost Venerable Changyuan was in the first place, and behind him was the Nine-Direction Ghost King.

Chang Yuan looked at the ghosts eating people and nodded, saying, "The alien race will eventually be killed, and this world is the world of our ghost race."

All the ghost kings bowed and said, "It's all thanks to your great talent and strategy!"

Chang Yuan said, "How is the battle situation in the front?"

Originally, they were unstoppable, but in the past few days, they were resisted by the major famous sects in the human world.

The Shadow Ghost King replied, "According to the report from the front, the major forces in the human world are leading mortals to the western world."

"Western world?"

Chang Yuan looked to the west with his deep ghost eyes, "Shushan?"

There was a strong killing intent in his eyes.

That Moye seemed to be hiding in Shushan!

The Shadow Ghost King nodded and said, "That's what I mean! All the famous sects are not worth mentioning. Only Shushan in the world is our real enemy!"

Chang Yuan stood with his hands behind his back and said lightly:

"A thousand years ago, the demons plundered and were defeated by Shushan because they were disorganized and had no strategy!"

"Five hundred years ago, the demons plundered and were defeated by Shushan because the god Fei Peng was reincarnated!"

"Now!"

He was full of ghostly aura, causing the sky to change drastically. "My ghost clan is in order, and there is no Fei Peng in the world... The world will eventually belong to my ghost clan!"

"Long live the Ghost Lord!"

"Unify the three realms!"

Countless ghosts, including the Ghost King, roared in shrill voices.

Chang Yuan waved his black robe, "Go to Shushan, full speed!"

"Yes!"

...

It was night.

Qingshan Village.

Old man Li and his family were packing their bags and preparing to leave their hometown.

Old lady Li said, "I heard that this world has started to be haunted?"

Old man Li replied, "The Taoist priests of Qingyun Temple have issued a notice to let us go to Shushan to avoid the ghost disaster, so it can't be fake!"

"Alas, this world... I don't know when I can come back!"

"In troubled times, it's good enough to be able to save my life!"

Just then,

The little granddaughter who was playing at the door ran over and pulled Old Man Li's trousers, "Grandpa, Grandpa, it's foggy! It's so foggy!"

"Foggy?"

Old man Li turned his head in surprise.

I saw a burst of white fog rolling in, and there seemed to be a few "human figures" in the white fog?

Old man Li rubbed his eyes and found that those "human figures" were running towards him quickly.

When the group of "human figures" rushed out of the white fog.

Old man Li couldn't help but feel scared.

That's not a person!

One by one, either green-faced with fangs, either a headless ghost or a hanged ghost...

"Ghost... The ghost is really here!"

Old man Li was born a veteran soldier, and he was not frightened to the point of losing his mind. He hurriedly ran away from the back door with the old man and the youngest.

"Jijiji!"

"Hahaha!"

A group of little ghosts followed closely behind, making sharp noises like mice.

Just when they were about to catch Old Man Li and the other two.

"Chi!"

A handful of prayer beads flew out and landed on the ghosts. The ghosts screamed and turned into white smoke and dissipated.

A Taoist nun who was so beautiful that she didn't look like a human fell to the ground. It was Falan.

Behind Falan followed several Taoist nuns dressed in the same way.

"Fahui, Faling, we will hold them back, and you take the old man and the others to go first!" Falan said in a deep voice.

"Yes, senior sister, take care of yourselves!"

The two younger Taoist nuns quickly helped Old Man Li and the other two up and fled towards Shushan.

Only Falan and another Taoist nun were left here... and a group of vicious ghosts!

"Someone with Taoist skills?!"

The green-faced and fanged ghost leader glared and shouted, "Kill them!"

"Jijiji!"

The ghosts immediately rushed towards Falan and the other person...

After a fierce battle.

Falan and the other person were injured, and all the ghosts were killed or wounded.

"Senior sister, are you okay?" Fazhen supported Falan and said.

Falan shook her head and was about to speak, but her face changed.

A large area of ​​ghost fog surged in front of her, and there were shadowy ghosts in the ghost fog.

"No, let's go!"

The two hurriedly fled towards Shushan.

"Kill my ghost clan, how can I let you live?!"

A ghostly roar came out, and a ghost general flew over.

At this speed, the injured Falan and Fazhen will be caught in a short while.

Falan gritted her teeth and turned back, "Fazhen, you go first!"

Fazhen stopped and shook her head, saying, "Sister, I won't go, I'll go with you..."

Falan looked at the ghost general who was galloping over, and said anxiously and angrily, "This way, neither of us can go!"

Fazhen's eyes were filled with tears, but her feet stood still on the ground as if they were rooted.

Falan gritted her teeth and took out a yellow talisman from her arms, and a hint of tenderness flashed in her resolute eyes.

This is a peace talisman with a word written on it - Mo.

"Sister, I have a task for you!"

Falan threw the yellow talisman and whispered, "Take this to Shushan and give it to a man named Mo. Tell him that I believe he will succeed, and I will be there... That's it!"

Fazhen caught the yellow talisman, and tears blurred her cheeks.

Falan said angrily, "Do you want me to die in vain? Can't you even fulfill my last wish?!"

Fazhen wiped her tears, put away the amulet solemnly, and bowed, "Senior sister... take care!"

Then she fled towards Shushan, trembling and choking.

Falan smiled comfortably, but a line of fine tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

She turned her head and looked at the ghost general in front of her, and the dense group of ghosts in the ghost fog.

There was no fear at all.

She murmured, "It's just a pity that I can't see you saving the world..."

When she thought of that guy who was always frivolous, one day he became a great hero who saved the world.

She felt very excited, and her eyes were warm.

Thinking of this,

tears flowed down desperately,

"It's a pity... I won't be able to see anything if I die!"

"Die!"

The ghost general raised his axe and chopped towards Falan...

...

Shushan.

Palaces stand in rows.

Tens of thousands of people ran with solemn faces.

On the white jade steps, a man sat with a sword.

His bored posture formed a sharp contrast with the busy people.

And the major famous sects and schools that came from all directions of the world below were all curious about this strange man.

This man was naturally Moye.

Moye stabbed the ground with the magic sword in one hand and supported her cheek with the other hand.

Quietly watching the eerie ghost energy in the sky getting closer and closer.

"A-choo!" He sneezed, "Which idiot is cursing me?!"

He shook his head and yawned, "I don't know how long it will take for that stupid nun to come..."

He raised the magic sword and said with high spirits, "Then I'll show you how heroic I am as a savior!"

After being a villain for a long time, it feels pretty good to be a hero occasionally!

At this moment,

Moye has done everything he can.

It can be said that he is not only not afraid of the impending catastrophe, but also has a strong desire to fight!

"Qingyun Taoist Temple is here!"

The Shushan disciples shouted.

The scene was suddenly boiling."The last big sect has finally arrived!"

Mo Xie's eyes lit up, and he stood up suddenly, "Finally here!"

Then he tiptoed and headed towards the gate of Shushan.

As far as he knew, the stupid little nun was a disciple of Qingyun Temple.

There was a burst of exclamation below, "As expected of a Shushan disciple, such a beautiful Qinggong!"

At lightning speed, he arrived at the gate of the mountain in a few seconds.

Looking around, Mo Xie did not see the familiar figure.

Just happened to hear a nun asking a Shushan disciple, "Brother, is there a young man named Mo in your Shushan?"

"Looking for me?" Mo Xie nodded and fell to the ground, "I am..."

He didn't wait for the nun to speak, and asked first, "Where is Falan?"

But he found that the nun's eyes were red, and she lowered her head and sobbed.

Mo Xie suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart...

...

PS. Thanks to the book friend "Bai Xiaodu" for the reward of urging me to update, Lao Yun is ashamed!

It's a pity that there is not a lot of it... But Lao Yun will definitely finish it!