This master brother is not right

There are five floors of large courtyards in front of and behind Hongyun Temple.

There are four halls that are hundreds of feet square.

Especially the third main hall, which was built by Emperor Dayue more than a thousand years ago. It is a rare royal temple in the entire Southern Demonic Dao.

therefore. This Hongyun Temple is also called [Chi~Jian Hongyun Temple].

In the beginning, Hongyun Temple was not a Buddhist temple, but a Taoist temple.

At that time, Daoist Hongyun enjoyed a great reputation in the Southern Region, but after he passed away, the Hongyun Temple was somehow changed by his disciples to inherit the orthodox tradition.

Abandon the Tao and enter the Buddha!

It’s been nearly a hundred years, and it’s even more from the right to the devil!

The pure and holy Buddhist holy land, the solemn and majestic royal temple, has become a place where demons and demons gather. You can see the black air surging from a distance, and you can hear ghosts crying and wolves up close.

How can there be a little bit of purity in the land of Buddhism?

In the spacious Daxiong Palace, there are two rows of chairs on the left and right. There are dozens of people present, both monks, Taoists and laymen.

You can tell at a glance that he is not a decent person.

Leaving aside the true biography of the six sects, thirty or forty casual cultivators of the magic path came.

Mr. Xiexian Zhong, Tianchi Hate Master, Cangbearder Cheng Di, Nanji Hanguang Taoist, Little Beard, Diaoaoke, Baiqin Taoist Gong Yehuang, etc., are all famous casual cultivators.

Either it’s Jindan peak, or Nascent Soul Realm brought his nephews and juniors over to try his luck.

Originally, everyone was drinking happily.

But I don’t know who mentioned Qihao.

The cheerful atmosphere suddenly became tense.

“Have you heard? That scary guy seems to be coming to Hongyun Temple.”

“That guy is a butcher who kills without blinking an eye. He’s here, can we survive?”

“How should I put it, that guy doesn’t dare to be presumptuous here, does he?”

“But I heard that the devil tortured the six Yuanying elders of the Yun family to death one by one in front of Sect Master Fenyang. My god, it’s really terrible!”

“…”

The ghost knows what kind of rumors about Wuyang City were spread by these hearsay bastards.

This is definitely not without the help of caring people.

Either they were targeting Qihao, or they were using him as a cover to attract attention.

He listened to the discussions of the people next to him.

Wen Ting didn’t think there was anything wrong at first.

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that Qi Hao, who was suspected to be the reincarnation of Qi Youming, was indeed a little scary.

Who doesn’t know about the tragedy of the Yun Family in Wuyang City?

Although the Burning Yang Sect deliberately concealed it, it has been more than two months, and the news that should have been released has been spread all over the world. To a certain extent, the news on the Demon Dao side is more accurate.

For example.

The one who killed the head of the Yun Family and the five Nascent Soul Elders should have been Huang Quan’s great supernatural power “Replacing the Dead Ghost”, which can counteract any damage done to him.

With this kind of trump card in hand.

Those who are hostile to him will tie their hands and feet, fearing that someone who uses too much force will accidentally kill him!

It’s disgusting.

Wen Ting thought of the monster’s evil smile, and felt a little scared again.

Although Qihao showed that he was just a young man who liked to laugh and scold, and his temper was actually pretty good, but Wen Ting didn’t want to believe that he was a good person.

Because, until now, he suspected that it was Qi Youming.

Although there is no evidence, even though the elders of Shimen said that the possibility is very small, Wen Ting is still a little worried.

He was quite frightened by Taohuasha’s intimidation.

Then, the shadow of her childhood was drawn out by that set of women’s clothing.

Wen Ting’s state of mind obviously has a serious problem, and he himself knows this.

So when you know that Qi Hao is about to arrive at Hongyun Temple.

This woman dressed in a wide-sleeved fairy dress is still a little uneasy after not seeing her for a long time.

Wen Ting’s psychological shadow area is larger than the surface area of ​​his current women’s clothing!

That man is an out-and-out monster!

Thinking about it this way, why didn’t the Blood River Sect discover that he was special?

Back then, how did Qihao get assigned to a dead-end espionage mission?

Is Xuehemen so awesome?

Ye Zhiqiu dares to release this kind of person casually?

Wen Ting put away her wild thoughts, and continued to squeeze out a gentle and charming smile.

He is now a very perfect woman’s suit.

After all, it was a vow to wear women’s clothing for a year, so Wen Ting has been wearing women’s clothing for the past two months.

But he didn’t use his identity.

Instead, he said that he was another true disciple of Hehuan Sect, Wen Ting’s younger sister, Wen Ting.

Anyway, these demons and heretics regarded him as a woman.

Several rude big men stared at him lewdly. If they hadn’t been concerned about their status, they might be going crazy right now.

Wen Ting turned a blind eye to these lecherous gazes.

Instead of feeling disgusted, he was a little bit excited and proud.

This man is broken.

“Miss Wen, please.”

The person who toasted her was the true biography of Butian Pavilion.

Although this man was an assassin, he had an honest and honest face. He raised his wine glass and said with a smile, “Pu Guochang, I respect Miss Wen!”

Wen Ting laughed dryly: “BrotherTaiwan doesn’t have to talk about its own experience…it’s not such an honorable thing. ”

Pu Guochang was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly: “My surname is Pu, and the cursive word Guochang is not what the girl thinks.”

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“Ah this…”

Wen Ting smiled awkwardly.

I thought your name was too fucking strange.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he looked outside the Great Hall of Great Heroes, and there was a gray figure flying in. He even flew directly to the door of the Great Heroic Hall, and a gust of wind blew the candlelight violently.

In the flickering candlelight.

This figure suddenly appeared, and his body skills were obviously approaching the limit.

Although his movement is fast, his posture is not very beautiful.

Many people are discussing secretly.

“His flying posture is crooked, very unprofessional.”

“If it’s a knife below, it’s already dead!”

“It doesn’t fly like that.”

He has a short stature, but his appearance is quite upright, but his face looks a little blue in the candlelight.

 …  

Park Guochang heaved a sigh of relief.

Elder Wei Shaoshao didn’t come back for a long time, so he thought something unexpected happened.

Seeing him fly in now, Pu Guochang felt relieved, smiled and raised his cup, and said with a big laugh, “Uncle Wei has been late for a long time, so he should punish himself for three cups, you say…

His laughter suddenly stopped.

It was as if his throat was suddenly cut with a knife.

Because everyone has seen a bright red line of blood appearing under Wei Shaoshao’s crotch, extending from his crotch to his lower abdomen, then from his lower abdomen to his chest, then to his neck, chin, and finally along the bridge of Renzhong’s nose all the way up. Between eyebrows.

Originally a very thin line.

Gradually thicker and thicker.

Immediately afterwards, during the flight, his body slowly split from the middle.

The left half falls to the left.

The right half is poured to the right.

The huge blood essence of the Nascent Soul Realm suddenly splashed out from the middle, spraying the whole hall of the Great Hero.

None of the demon cultivators present were in the mood to collect Wei Shaoshao’s blood essence.

A Nascent Soul master who was still fine just now, suddenly split into two halves!

No one moved.

No one spoke.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely solemn.

They silently looked at the entrance of the Daxiong Palace, and they didn’t know how long they had been waiting.

A young man walked into the Daxiong Palace step by step with a domineering poem title.

“What’s the point of a group of demons dancing wildly?”

“The knife shakes the universe and is proud of the crowd!”

Qi Tian is dressed in white clothes like snow, with a peach blossom between his eyebrows that is menacing. He strides forward, looking around but no one dares to look at him!

Can.

Full marks for this!

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Seven chapters!

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