The indescribable Taoist Lord

Besides, this book is also one of his goals.

It would be fine if he took a detour. If he didn't take a detour, he might as well just bump into each other and not seduce him, so as not to disturb his sweet dreams until early tomorrow morning.

At the moment, he is really tired of making plans and plans. He clearly tells people that he is here. If he encounters anyone who has the courage, he will kill him with a sword.

"Aren't you afraid that others will be better than you?"

"If they can really mess around, and the backstage is really tough, and they can just kill Lan Tian like the sun, what else can the bad guys have to say to Chang'an School?"

"No, this is something you thought about later."

Taiyin Xingjun seemed to be able to see what Zhang Qinghe was thinking at a glance.

"You just want to kill someone."

When Taiyin Xingjun saw Zhang Qinghe and felt that the stage troupe was still coming straight towards this end, the murderous intent burst out from his originally lonely and gloomy eyes, and he became a little excited in his words.

"Xingjun is joking, how can he be a human being?"

Zhang Qinghe did not deny it.

"I know that smart people like you, even if you are deeply disappointed, your instinct will still prompt you to find a way to escape.

However, you chose a stupid way. "

"It's rare for Mr. Xing to teach me about killing."

"If you kill for Zhang San, kill for the people of this village, kill for yourself, or even kill for me, I will have nothing to say.

But young master, what are you doing for this? "

After a long silence, Zhang Qinghe seemed to think carefully before answering slowly.

"If I don't go, they will die."

"It's just the result."

Zhang Qinghe ignored Taiyin's words. He turned his hand again, took the jade slip that locked Taiyin Star Lord into his hand, and threw it into the mysterious bag.

Fang Yu simply let out a muffled moan and didn't say too many words.

Old Cunzheng and Zhang He saw Zhang Qinghe drinking a few more mouthfuls of wine in silence, so they tried to say——

"Your Majesty, are you thinking about old things? Although this wine is sour and tasteless, it cannot be considered elegant, but you will still get drunk if you drink too much."

However, after finishing speaking, he was stunned again, but he had forgotten that this person was a direct descendant of the Zong family that Zhang Lian recognized, and he was not driven to Zhangjia Village since he was a child. He must have been cultivated.

"It's okay, I'd like to thank you for taking care of me."

Zhang Qing and Shi Ran stood up to greet them.

"This is guest..." Zhang He didn't know what to call him, so he didn't call him junior as before.

"Have you finished your meal, noble man?" the old man also asked.

"When you're done eating and drinking, let's take a walk first."

Zhang Qinghe forced a smile, straightened his brocade, and stepped into the vastness outside the door.

There was no bright moon outside the door, only the wind and snow, and a shining star far above the sky. The murderous cold light dropped down, and together with the frost and snow, it fell directly on Zhang Qinghe's body, making his figure disappear. I was a little overwhelmed by the rain.

"Hey...guest, it's almost night..."

Just as Zhang He was about to chase him out, he was grabbed by Lao Cunzheng.

"San'er, go and take a look. Our village is not too small. The wind and snow are getting heavier. Even if the guests have spirits, they may lose their way home."

The old village chief only felt that Zhang Qinghe was involved in cultivation, but he did not know what level of monk he was. However, he was floating in the Wei River in a panic, so his cultivation was still shallow.

"But this star is really weird..."

He slowly walked out of the room and looked up. The star that was once looming was now extremely prominent, as if it was replacing the Lunar Jade Rabbit and lighting up half of the village.

Zhang San naturally followed him out without waiting for him to say anything - at this moment, his interest in Zhang Qinghe became more and more intense. In his eyes, this man was not only a god, but also a person who knew his mother's secret.

But he was still a child after all. He was panting and chasing after Zhang Qinghe, who was walking slowly in front of him. However, it seemed that no matter how fast he speeded up, he could not catch up with Zhang Qinghe who was walking slowly. Instead, he was getting further and further away. Zhang Qinghe was walking slowly. Gradually it merged with the night, merged with the snow scene, and disappeared from the hills.

He looked at the direction in which Zhang Qinghe disappeared, which seemed to be the entrance of the valley out of the village, so he gritted his teeth, tightened his bloated old coat, and walked after him...

"It has a little tail."

Taiyin Xingjun knew that Zhang Qinghe's matter tonight was unavoidable no matter what his starting point was, so he sorted out his thoughts and spoke slowly.

After she consciously followed Zhang Qinghe, her temper became much better. If she had been aroused a few hundred years ago, she would have warned him with Queyue Dao.

"It doesn't matter, I should solve it before he arrives."

"So confident?"

"This group of people is not troublesome, but the consequences brought by this group of people are troublesome."

Zhang Qinghe stopped, and in just a moment, he had reached the entrance of the valley.

The mouth of the valley was not wide. He had noticed it when he entered the village. From a distance, it seemed that there was a gap between the hills, and it was also covered with layers of hoarfrost.

He lifted it with his bare hands, holding the iron sword upside down in his hand, and casually carried it behind his back, as if he was planning something. He lightly buttoned his face with his left hand, and his suit with unicorn pattern ignited enthusiastically in the plain white snow, making it look particularly eye-catching. His figure became taller, and the eyebrows between the masks were angry, but through the fake Looking in front of him, the eyes of the fake god were completely calm, but filled with deep confusion.

At this moment, the sounds of gongs and drums were approaching, and the sound of suonas was approaching. The lively sounds of gongs and drums were mixed with weird and twisted malice. The harsh sounds seemed to contain subtle murmurs and wailings, which sounded like... The accompaniment of the stage troupe has a sense of mourning.

"I don't know who I'm going to die for."

Zhang Qinghe smiled tiredly and heard the growing sound of gongs and drums, as well as an artificial voice singing in a high-pitched voice -

"I point to the straw that returns to the green buds, and I point to the deceased to open his eyes. I point to the sky and the earth without flying snow, and to the few swordsmen in the south. It can change the color of the sky and the earth, and can bring happiness and longevity. If you plant green crops today, you will be able to reap the benefits tomorrow. Stay busy here.

I am in charge of the good sources of blessing in heaven, and I am also in charge of the fame and fortune fair on earth. Don't burn incense and make offerings, and don't make loud noises. There are thousands of straws in the world, all of which are waiting for me to live forever..."

There is an inexplicable power in this play, as if it will sprout and take root in people's hearts, and then grow some unexplainable evil things, not to mention people, and even the grass and trees in the mountains. Listen, This song seems to be a little bit about to move.

However, Zhang Qinghe felt a little sleepy when he heard that. The stars that were about to cover the bright moon in the sky slowly descended and appeared behind him. A burst of swordsmanship and some red miraculous images were mixed together. The crown, surrounding the Wude star, makes this Dharma look like the leader among the stars.

"It's a coincidence that it's best to kill the gods in your life. If you can survive, you can kill them every day. If you can survive to the day of eternal calamity... that's it. If you can't survive, just kill the little gods in the song first..."