Who taught this little Taoist priest?
What is the logic?
"careful!"
The little Taoist priest's eyes widened and he wanted to push Liang Yue away.
Liang Yue held him tightly, and shot a dagger behind her with her other hand.
"Zheng!"
In a sword fight, Mo Xian will not be at a disadvantage.
Liang Yue didn't care about that, helped the little Taoist priest to the wall, made him sit down, and gave him a medicine to take.
"Don't die for me, girl! Otherwise, I really can't explain it!"
After saying that, Liang Yue slowly turned her head and looked behind her.
Mo Xian was fighting against a sword. By coincidence, the person who drew the sword was standing ten feet away from Liang Yue.
Coincidentally, he can also control his weapons with his thoughts.
Seeing Liang Yue, the man obviously took a step back, then immediately withdrew his sword, turned into a wisp of smoke and ran away.
The movements were completed in one go, and Liang Yue hadn't said a word yet!
Liang Yue frowned.
That’s not right!
The other party is not a monster!
Liang Yue turned around, put an invisibility charm on the little Taoist priest, and chased after him quickly.
"Don't go! That person...demon?"
Liang Yue turned around and brushed her sleeves, then slapped the little Taoist priest and knocked him unconscious!
"Stinky Taoist!"
Liang Yue was furious, but now that she finally had a clue, she couldn't let him run away!
That man is also a good man and can run very fast.
If it were ten years ago, Liang Yue would have had no choice but to let him run away.
In the past ten years, in order to find the flower brew, Liang Yue has painstakingly practiced the spells in the demon book, especially the shadow tracking spells. She has practiced them all.
Liang Yue didn't pay attention to this mere trick.
Suddenly there was fog in front of me, and the fog became thicker and thicker, as if it had enveloped the entire Bei'an City.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Figures flashed, and seven or eight figures flashed around each other.
Liang Yue snorted coldly, put her middle finger and index finger together, and shot out a white blade. The white blade exploded in the air and turned into a dozen white blades.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Those figures were instantly cut off by those white blades, like cutting leeks.
And those white blades merged together again, rushing straight towards the northwest.
"ah!"
After a shrill scream, the fog immediately dissipated.
Liang Yue was not in a hurry, this man had been severely injured, and he was either dead or disabled and could not run away at all.
"boom!"
There was an explosion sound, and Liang Yue looked back outside the city, as if she was in the woods where she had just followed the gray-robed Taoist priest.
I don’t know how the battle is going, but the movement was quite loud.
Liang Yue first went to find the target she was tracking, but unexpectedly she missed it and only found a pool of blood in the open space.
Liang Yue hooked her fingers, not feeling that her attack was not harsh enough.
She sniffed, and there was that faint evil spirit again.
It seems that this person was rescued by the demon clan.
Careless!
You should create another formation so that no one else can save you even if they want to!
The sky was already getting bright, Liang Yue yawned, she might as well go back to the inn to catch up on her sleep.
But after only two hours of sleep, there was a noise outside the window.
Liang Yue's room faced the street on the second floor. She turned over and thought to herself, "It's no year. Why is the street so busy?"
Being so noisy that it was difficult to sleep peacefully, Liang Yue simply stood up and washed her face, opened the window and looked down, and saw that the people walking on the street were all monks holding long swords, and there were not many ordinary people watching the excitement.
These people are not very capable, but the battle is not small. They all wear filial piety belts on their heads and look angry. They seem to be shouting the slogans of their sect as they walk. Most of them were on foot, with a few on horseback in front.
snort! Has Xuanmen declined to this extent now?
There's not even one who can wield a sword?
Liang Yue sneered disdainfully.
I saw this person crossing this street and turning to the east, meeting with other sects and heading somewhere together.
Could it be that he went to Qingluo Pavilion and served it in one pot?
But Liang Yue then thought about it, even if she wanted to besiege Qingluo Pavilion, it wouldn't be so blatant.
Besides, Qingluo Pavilion is always low-key. Even if it is high-profile, it is not easy to bully!
Liang Yue wondered if there were any big houses in the east of Bei'an City that were worthy of these monks' war.
After much thought, there was only one place.
Bei'an Prince's Mansion!
Did Chu Ziyang do something outrageous, and now all the Xuanmen schools want to destroy him?
This Liangyue is really happy to hear and see.
She was willing to join in the fun.
Thinking like this, Liang Yue pinched her fingers and arrived outside the gate of Bei'an Prince's Mansion in an instant.
Liang Yueyin is on the second floor across the street, which is a good place to watch a play.
Outside the Prince's Mansion in Bei'an, monks from all walks of life were completely surrounded. Although these monks had different clothes and different magical weapons, they all wore filial piety belts. The crowd was furious, and they were all shouting about slaying demons, defending the way, and doing justice for heaven. Something like that.
At this time, I only heard someone shouting.
"The leader of Qingyang Sect has arrived!"
Everyone made a way, Liang Yue followed the sound and looked over there, and saw a coffin being carried this way.
Paper money was sprinkled on Liang Yue's face, and Liang Yue frowned. Wasn't the person who sprinkled paper money the same little Taoist priest who spoke so freely last night?
Liang Yue suddenly had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, among this group of people, the gray-robed Taoist from last night, the one whom the little Taoist called Uncle Master, was not found.
Liang Yue stared at the coffin. She took a look with synaesthesia. Isn't it the gray-robed Taoist lying inside?
It turns out that he is the leader of Qingyang Sect.
die young.
The key is that he was probably killed by the black shadow last night.
Liang Yue's heart dropped. These guys were determined to blame the demon clan for this incident.
It's just that Liang Yue doesn't quite understand, what does this matter have to do with Chu Ziyang? .
He, the King of Bei'an, can't even take care of people's affairs, so he still wants to take care of monsters' affairs?
"This! What's going on? Who is in this coffin? Where is Master Qin?"
The other wave was led by a thin old man with a gray beard who got off his horse, took two staggering steps, and grabbed the hand of the little Taoist priest last night, his whole body trembling.
"Uncle Master, he was killed by a demon!"
The little Taoist priest gritted his teeth and cried.
"Ah!" The old man was shocked.
Everyone was also sighing.
"How can I say this! Our Qingyang Sect, Sun Moon Tower, and Wuji Sect are the three major Xuanmen authentic sects in the north. But in the past month, monks from our three sects have died at the hands of the demon clan, and now even more so. Even Sect Leader Qin died tragically at the hands of the demon clan, how can we not avenge such a great hatred!"
revenge?
Is it our demon tribe that did it? Can you not let the demon clan take the blame for everything?
Liang Yue still doesn't understand. Even if these people want revenge, they can't find King Bei'an, right?
They surrounded Bei'an Prince's Mansion. What's going on?
"Everyone, please be patient."
I don't know if he was the leader or elder of that sect, but the dry and thin old man walked to the center of the crowd, and everyone stopped making noise. It seemed that he was quite prestigious.
"Listen to me, I, the Wuji Sect, have always kept aloof from the world, devoted myself to cultivation, and have no intention of being tainted with the world's right and wrong. But now, old man, I have to leave the mountain!"
Hearing this, everyone became very motivated.
