Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

Chapter 316 Han Xinyue, fear, meeting the bird dragon again, the Qilin Holy Armor.

"Han Xinyue, you can't forget, even if you die."

Han Xinyue woke up from a moon-white bed, her whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, her sweat soaked her underwear, and Xiao He's pointed breasts were slightly visible.

She opened the window, and it was pitch black outside. The stars in the sky were dim, and the crescent moon, which was not very bright, was obscured by dark clouds floating in the distance.

For some reason, Han Xinyue always felt that whether it was the stars or the crescent moon in the sky, it always felt a little false after looking at it for a long time.

"Failed again. Were you caught again last time?" Han Xinyue looked at Ou Bai's arm, feeling a little sad in her heart. She felt that she had forgotten something again, and even seemed to have something extra in her body.

When a person loses all her memory, even if her body is still there, is she still her?

"Maybe if I get caught a few more times, I won't be who I am anymore."

"No, even if it's for grandpa, I have to live. Han Xinyue, you can't admit defeat like this."

The nails were embedded in the flesh, and the severe pain lifted Han Xinyue's spirits a little. After cheering herself up, Han Xinyue silently recited the memory she thought was important three times, then got up and came to the door.

According to the memory in her mind, the foreign object outside the door should not come to Nanyuan where she lives at this time.

There is no need for things like lanterns. Although the mana in her body has been suppressed by 99% by the alien force, and the mana she can use does not exceed the peak of refining Qi, her ability to see in the dark is still intact.

This time she is going to find Yuanyuan, her sister, and then escape.

Han Xinyue didn't know why she appeared here. Anyway, she fell asleep as usual a few days ago. When she opened her eyes, she found that everyone in the Han mansion had disappeared, not even a ghost. She and her sister were the only ones in the huge mansion. .

As a master who was promoted to the fifth level of the real world at a young age, Han Xinyue was determined and did not give up easily. She knew that since the mastermind behind the scenes trapped her here, what she had to do, or the only thing she could do, was Escape from Han Mansion.

If she continues to be caught by the foreign objects in the house, one too many times, the spiritual sense in the dark will tell her that her end will be worse than death.

And after several previous attempts to escape from the mansion, she was so talented that she discovered a pattern, which was to leave information about her identity behind.

No matter what form it is engraved on the mansion or even herself, everything will disappear in the end, which is why she silently recites her various memory information when she wakes up.

Although I don't know if it is useful, it can give her some spiritual comfort.

Closing the door quietly, Han Xinyue found that in the room next door, the door suddenly opened with a creak, and a chubby little girl came out holding a bear doll.

"Yuanyuan, why are you out? Come with me quickly and don't talk." Han Xinyue was anxious and lowered her voice and whispered softly.

She was about to pull the little girl away, but at this moment Yuanyuan looked at her with incomprehensible eyes and said in a crisp voice: "My friend came to play with me."

"What? Friend?" Han Xinyue was horrified. Apart from her and Yuanyuan, are there any other living people in the Han residence now?

She followed her round gaze and saw a flash of light in her eyes. She saw three little girls standing in the bamboo garden in the courtyard, waving to her in unison.

All three of them wore rich blush, and their eye sockets were dark.

One looks like a piece of paper, one looks like a cannon blast, and the other looks like a car rolling over. The lower body and legs are only connected by a thin layer of skin, and the whole body exudes a faint yin energy.

"Fortunately, they are all little devils. They can be killed with a raise of hands, but after making a noise, they have to hide again."

With a thought in her mind, Han Xinyue raised her hand and fired three streams of mana, then hugged the little girl and fled towards Beiyuan.

She was afraid that the movement here would attract foreign objects from the mansion.

Regarding everything she was going through now, she had never thought about giving up, but she knew that even if all this was just a game played by a mysterious master, she was not qualified to refuse. The only thing she could do was to cooperate and escape. go.

Only by persisting, buying time, and not sinking, could she buy her grandfather time to save her.

She knew that with her grandfather's pampering and care for her, he would definitely find something strange in her hospital, and everything would turn around by then.

"Sister, why are we running?" The little girl in her arms suddenly asked.

Two lotus-like arms hugged her neck tightly.

"Stop talking, Yuanyuan."

The two arms hugged each other tighter and tighter, making Han Xinyue somewhat breathless.

"No, how can Yuanyuan have such great strength?" Han Xinyue, who only paid attention to her surroundings, felt very troubled by the size of her home for the first time. With some pain, she turned her attention to her arms. of round.

Looking at it, she couldn't help but feel death in her heart. The round thing she was holding in her arms turned out to be a foreign object like a facehugger with two tentacles.

Suddenly, the 'facehugger' jumped up and stuck in her face.

A greedy sucking sound came.

At this moment, Han Xinyue did not feel severe pain, but felt that something was draining from her body, and something strange was injected into her brain.

She was filled with great fear and despair.

What she didn't see was that a strange black air came from the top of her head and was sucked into her body by the terrifying facehugger.

Just when Han Xinyue was about to lose consciousness, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through her mind.

"Who is Yuanyuan? When did I get a sister?"

"Aren't there only me and my grandfather left in the immediate family?"

With this thought, Han Xinyue suddenly understood the reason why he felt that he had forgotten something when he first woke up, and there seemed to be something extra in his body.

Part of her memory was actually replaced.

At the thought of this, the black air above Han Xinyue's head suddenly thickened, and the facehugger on her body also hissed happily.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Xinyue woke up from her ivory bed. Horrible changes occurred around her. Her grandfather and everyone in the mansion were gone. She wanted to escape and help her two sisters, Tuantuan and Yuanyuan escaped together.

The angle of view is raised, and somewhere in the underground palace, a dark curtain shaped like a large bowl is standing on the black rock formation.

The curtain was inlaid with many strange purple crystal fragments, and a huge purple orb was inlaid on the dark curtain. A lot of black smoke slowly flowed around the purple orb, covering most of the purple orb, leaving only a curved one looming.

Under the curtain were placed hundreds of monks, lying on strange red cloth embroidered with golden runes, their bodies swaying slightly from side to side, and black smoke emitted from the seven orifices of their mouths and noses, which merged with the black smoke in the sky. Slow convection,

Han Xinyue's figure stood out. Different from the others, Han Xinyue was placed near the center of the field, with a clear full moon mark appearing between her eyebrows.

Hundreds of monks were arranged in a circle in the field. Some were swaying and stopped moving with a kick of their legs.

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Outside Zeyang City, Lin Buer was walking in the wilderness with a long-sleeved robe and a leisurely expression, looking as leisurely as if he were on vacation.

No one knew that the muscles all over his body were tense under his robe at this moment.

Without him, he is just the bait.

The southeast, northwest and middle are white. Thirteen does not rely on junk cards.

As a casual cultivator who accidentally embarked on the road, Lin Buer had zero capital beyond his abilities. If he wanted to earn more training resources and even extraordinary skills, he could only fight hard if he couldn't compete with his father.

Lin Buer is a dignified seven-foot-tall man. He has been fighting with people all year round. He is very good at stabbing people. When he fought with the fairy in Guoseshengxiang Tower a few days ago, he could stab people out of the water in just a few strokes. In order to make enough money to be promoted to a real person He can only do this if he needs the skills and resources required by the environment.

After all, he is only good at stabbing people, not being stabbed while sitting at his desk, and he can't stand some of the wealth and wealth in the world.

"Senior Quelong, you are a master of the Mo family, so you must not let your guard down. In order to be your disciple, I, Lin Buer, have risked my fortune and my life this time." Lin Buer had already begun to pray in his heart.

Except for a few monks with innocent eyes and special fates, there are no casual cultivators who should not be gamblers. After all, life is a long road, and gambling is not only about playing cards. Most people can only passively wait for fate to pick and choose.

Above the wilderness, the night wind blows on his face, the stars hang down on the vast plains, and the moon reflects the sky. At this moment, Lin Buer's mood is extremely complicated. He hopes that the person behind the scenes will appear quickly so that he can suffer less torture, but he is also afraid that it will cause Zeyang The black hand behind the missing monk near the city appeared and packed him away. For a moment, he was like the girl who was waiting for her lover, afraid that he would not come and that he would mess around.

Soon, the fragrance of earth was sent into Lin Buer's nose by the night wind. The smell was fresh and pleasant, and it smelled quite good.

"over…"

Suddenly, Lin Buer was in a trance. He tilted his head and fell to the ground immediately. At this moment, on the horizon, two black shadows quickly approached, and the figure of Quelong suddenly appeared behind the black shadows.

Two big hands, one on the left and one on the right, suddenly pressed on the shoulders of the black figure.

"The mountain is not too high, but the people's hearts are the highest. The dragon and bird worship..."

Quelong's voice stopped suddenly.

A big hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder. He turned his neck with difficulty and saw an old man with yellow teeth sneering at him.

"The idiots from the Mo family are really clumsy birds."

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"Master Tai, you have made a thousand mistakes, and they are all the fault of your husband. You, you, you, just forgive me."

"Ah~ ah, my wife, Shui Clan Lingyue~ I pity you for staying at the cold window, waiting for me to be poor..."

Under the moonlit night, Yi Chen was riding a loyal leopard and was running hastily across the wilderness. Meow Zi grabbed his collar at the back of his neck in a majestic manner, like a general inspecting the front line.

Han Jiyue couldn't help but look at the Taoist running forward with black lines on his head. He felt a little regretful now.

This Yinlong Taoist seems a little unreliable. He sings all kinds of nonsense. What the hell is Master Tai?

Although most Taoist sects in Dongzhou do not taboo marriages, it is still somewhat taboo for a Taoist to form a Taoist couple with a nun.

It's a pity that the Ice and Fire Jade are now in this person's hands.

"That's what this person doesn't know. I need to hand over the ice jade and fire jade to him in advance." Han Jiyue was confused for a moment and felt like he was on a pirate ship.

Yi Chen didn't know what the old man behind him was thinking, but he was missing his master at this moment.

Compared with Zhen Ruan, his feelings for Shitai are still a bit stronger.

He had previously asked Yuan Jun to send a message to Shui Lingyue, but last time Yuan Jun replied that the person was not found, and Mingyue Zhai was empty.

At this time, nearly a day had passed since the previous change in the world, and it was already night. That day, Yi Chen thought that this time the change would be the same as before, with a big star coming to the world, so he could take the opportunity to see the layout and layout of Dongzhou. means.

The result was far beyond his expectation. The sky was as dark as ink, and huge malice filled the world. After ten seconds, the skylight came again.

Everything seemed like nothing happened.

But nothing happened that made Yi Chen more frightened than the arrival of the big star.

In the dark, he felt that the malice sweeping the world had not completely disappeared, and part of it had already descended on this land.

"Forget it, whether it's Vietnam, Daqin, or all the major sects, there are so many experts, so I can't let a poor person get the upper hand. I just need to frown, retreat behind everyone, and deal with some minor disturbances. It should be fine. "

"No matter what, there are so many masters who are my wings. No matter what, I can buy some time for the poor Taoist."

Yi Chen's thoughts were racing, and the bad water in his stomach had begun to boil.

At this moment, a figure lying on the ground suddenly attracted his attention.

This man was wearing a piece of jade armor and fell in a pool of blood, with half of his body already missing.

Feeling the familiar aura coming from the armor, Yi Chen had a thought in his mind and scanned all directions with his mind. After finding that no one was ambushing him, he cautiously walked to the person lying on the ground.

A strange force suddenly emerged, turning the people on the ground upside down. Yi Chen couldn't help but be surprised again. This person was the Quelong who had met him once in Linggui City. He didn't know why he fell here today.

Even if he saw it correctly, the armor on his body was the Qilin Holy Armor.

"Fellow Taoist Quelong?" Yi Chen secretly urged Jiyuan and awakened his silent consciousness with the essence of pure Yang energy, but he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

This monk, who had met him once and had a big drink, was probably at this level of difficulty.

At least he, Taoist Master Yi, can't save him. He specializes in martial arts, and what he's good at is sending people away.

"Chen...fellow Taoist Chenyi? I didn't expect that I would be able to see my old friend again before he died today. I'm...so lucky!"

"My fellow Taoist had a hard time hiding it from me back then. It was called Longque, but in reality it was called Quelong." Yi Chen let out a long sigh.

"Hug...I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

"Taoist Master Yinlong, are you familiar with Taoist Quelong from the Mo family?" At this moment, Han Jiyue, who was behind Yi Chen, stepped forward and made a sound of surprise.

With Han Jiyue's current old body, a dying person, flying with all his strength is tantamount to letting him go. Now he only has the strength to fight for the last time. In order to take care of Han Jiyue who is dying, Yi Yi Chen had no choice but to let the loyal leopard carry him and attack.

"Yin...Taoist Master Yinlong?" Quelong looked at Yi Chen with a strange expression.

At this moment, three black lines suddenly appeared on Yi Chen's forehead, and he seemed to hear three crows faintly in his ears. For a moment, he wanted to strangle this person to death.

This old man picks up the conversation so quickly!