"But what?!"
Mo Xiuzhijiu didn't believe it at all. His heart was cut out with a knife, covered with dust in the yellow sand, and then thrown into a frying pan for frying. The culprit of all this was Bai Xiaomei.
Bai Xiaomei stared at them unable to move. She was covered in poisonous powder and her spiritual energy was completely stagnant. She was in a very bad state, like a sudden high fever, repeatedly jumping between extreme cold and extreme heat.
If she doesn't die, they will die.
Saint Aunt understood this look, and so did Mo Xiu Zhijiu. The two looked at each other, and Mo Xiu Zhijiu said, "You go back first, and I'll do what you want to do."
"You must come to the formation, and I look forward to your results." The holy aunt sadly discovered that although she was momentarily infatuated with Demonic Cultivator No. 9, she would miss him deeply in the rest of the world. This is not love. What is it again?
"Besides, I have a better grasp of the poisonous powder than you. Just do it, don't fail to kill her and risk your life instead."
The Ninth Demonic Cultivator is really convinced by her. What can a pregnant woman do and not appreciate the concern?
"You tell me how to do it, and then I'll do it. Don't look at it. It's not good for the child." He was stupid, knowing that he wanted Saint Aunt to feel better during pregnancy, but he would only use the final result to attract Saint Aunt's attention. Maybe it will be misunderstood.
But Saint Aunt still loved him more, and felt happy to be cared for so much.
"You were mentally damaged by this witch's memory erasure. How could you remember me?"
When the emperor refused to cooperate, Bai Xiaomei planned to kill the emperor and support King Jin to ascend the throne, so as to allow time to improve his birth status and pave the way for his smooth replacement. Princess Jin surrendered to Bai Xiaomei in a big way, and the saint aunt was originally at odds with Bai Xiaomei. As Bai Xiaomei's position gradually stabilized, the saint aunt felt that her life was threatened. At this moment, she was overjoyed, so Bai Xiaomei had to be eliminated as soon as possible. enemy.
Shenggu let go of Egret, who was also at odds with Bai Xiaomei, and then relied on the carefully prepared poison powder to decide to give it a go. Unexpectedly, Ji Lanyi and others withdrew, and Bai Xiaomei was at a disadvantage in the battle with Liao Yuanyuan, summoning Return to Demonic Cultivation No. 9.
What's more, she didn't expect that Demonic Cultivator No. 9 recovered her memory and cooperated with her to subdue Bai Xiaomei.
When asked like this, Mo Xiu Zhijiu was not very clear, "I always missed someone very much during those days in Juntai, but I couldn't remember his appearance. I gradually remembered him when I was around Mr. Qiongqi."
Speaking of Qiongqi, the Ninth Demonic Cultivator was very angry. It would have been better if the Universe Reversal Beast King Formation had been developed faster, and Qiongqi would not have been sealed by Zhu Dahua.
Little did he know that he could think of the holy aunt only because Zhu Dahua had the special ability to repair the soul, and he was in the aperture of luck, combining the two. The damage caused by Bai Xiaomei was eliminated.
The luck that surrounds Zhu Dahua can prevent the identity of the demon cultivator from being discovered by ordinary monks, but it does not work in front of Bai Xiaomei. Her immortal body of grass and trees can quickly metabolize toxins, and her passive plunder of luck can allow her to The people around her who she doesn't care about are extremely unlucky.
The poisonous powder that blocks the veins is, after all, just a thing made by mortals. It can bring big trouble to Ji Lanyi and others, but Bai Xiaomei only needs a quarter of an hour to metabolize it.
Mo Xiu Zhijiu cares about everything about Saint Aunt, and Sheng Aunt cares about Mo Xiu Zhijiu's life. She doesn't feel annoyed when she comes and goes, and she becomes more affectionate. Not seeing Bai Xiaomei next to her at all, she slowly got up after eating the dog food.
The transparent knife is like transparent fish meat. At this time, the Blood Demon Soul Refining Array cracked open a long crack, and the wall of the house that had just been inspected had a penetrating wound. Anyone would think this was very bad.
When Liao Yuanyuan comes out, none of them, the evil heretics, can escape.
Bai Xiaomei and Demonic Cultivator No. 9 looked at each other, and at the same time they drained blood and injected it into the Blood Demon Soul Refining Array to strengthen the formation, and the cracks slowly recovered.
"The steps are too big. This formation is meant to deal with Qi-training monks, but it cannot suppress Foundation-building monks!"
"If you can't think of anything, just wait for death. You'd better think about your child."
It's uncertain whose child the holy aunt is carrying, but the fetus feeds the Blood Demon Soul Refining Array, which is a great tonic pill.
With just one glance, the saint's face turned pale, and the coldness and madness in her eyes made people hold their breath.
The Holy Aunt turned around and left. The Nine Demonic Cultivators faced the formation and sighed.
"waste!"
Bai Xiaomei reacted.
Maybe she could sacrifice her flesh and blood, but the Holy Lady ran out of the range of the ingestion. She was so angry that she wanted to use the ninth sacrifice formation of Demonic Cultivation, but she couldn't resist the urge because she wanted to use the final formation.
He was not accused, but it made Demon Cultivator No. 9 feel a little bit of humanistic care, and he was not so alienated from Bai Xiaomei. The two of them worked together, and the Blood Demon Soul Refining Formation only had a crack as big as a little finger.
As long as the formation is repaired perfectly, Liao Yuanyuan will never be alive.
As for Liao Yuanyuan in the formation, she didn't know that the chance to break the formation was fleeting. The talent of the single-attribute thunder root completely exploded, holding the Blood Demon Soul Refining Formation to a precarious position. Even the pure thunder washed away the sins, and Bai Xiaomei and Mo Xiuzhijiu simultaneously Stop and retreat, the formation will explode!
A mushroom exploded in the deep palace, and the sky suddenly became bright as day.
Bai Xiaomei released the soul-splitting knife and made a false move, almost losing her cultivation level due to the electric arc. "Damn it, the thunder method is too thick." How long can such a large battle last in this mortal world with thin spiritual energy, "Nine, Use the formation again."
The soul-splitting knife was spinning like a fish in Bai Xiaomei's palm. Demonic Cultivator No. 9 was afraid that she would not be able to defeat Liao Yuanyuan and would hit him, so he had no choice but to throw the mustard ball at Liao Yuanyuan in desperation.
Mustard balls were thrown down the net, but only a skeleton could be seen.
"The formation needs a cup of tea. I have tried my best."
The words of Demonic Cultivator No. 9 left Bai Xiaomei speechless. She was just an array master in the first place. She regretted that she only practiced close combat, and the use of magical powers required faith, otherwise it would be a lot of reputation. There is not much left in the palace.
Bai Xiaomei gave up on folk beliefs and focused solely on collecting beliefs for the demons. During the war, she showed a lot of shortcomings.
"It's all about that damn Zhu Dahua. She has never fought in a serious way."
At this point, there was no use complaining. Liao Yuanyuan came out of the battle and directly saw Bai Xiaomei. Then the giant sword was wrapped with thunder and thunder came.
With both physical and mental skills, and a crushing level of cultivation, this is definitely one of the most difficult battles Bai Xiaomei has ever encountered.
When the holy aunt returned, she almost frightened Demon Cultivator No. 9 to death.
"Go back!" He said and ran towards the holy aunt, resisting the thunder method with his body. All monks know that demonic cultivators are least able to withstand thunder, and demonic cultivators are fragile ducks in front of thunder.
The saintly aunt raised the exquisite crossbow and pointed it at Liao Yuanyuan and Bai Xiaomei who were behind the Nine Demonic Cultivations. The strong thunder did not last long, and the two were still in close combat to the point of being inseparable. No matter which one was eliminated, it was good. When the trigger was pressed, the special short arrow flew out.
Liao Yuanyuan didn't even bother to take a closer look. The slender electric pillar submerged the short arrow, as if nothing happened.
The ninth demon cultivator grabbed the holy aunt's wrist and tried to run away.
"Let go, women's matters, don't get in the way here." The Holy Aunt pulled back her hand and almost kicked Mo Xiu Zhijiu down the steps.
The Ninth Demonic Cultivator respects and protects pregnant women. However, the pregnant woman has a combat strength of 180. He can't protect her or stop the disaster. It's not even possible to leave. He just looks at the holy aunt obediently.
"Why are you waiting to prepare the formation? These two are enemies."
The holy aunt is very ambitious, but the demon cultivator is submissive.
Anyway, it’s all a failure. If you lose, you will die together. Although it is a pity that the formation is not completed, I don’t feel cold with the holy aunt accompanying me.
In line with the deep desire for survival, Demonic Cultivator No. 9 still took out the two most proud carving formations and prepared them carefully.
The holy aunt's special short arrows flew into the air, but they did not come close to the two people fighting. Some of the arrows were shattered, and some fell to the ground in parabolas.
Gradually, Demon Cultivator No. 9 saw the clues.
Bai Xiaomei was defeated by Liao Yuanyuan and was defeated within a hundred moves. In line with the principle of giving up support even if she died, she fell towards the two of them. Liao Yuanyuan curled his lips, and three groups were wiped out, and Juque struck them with thunder.
The black coffin was sacrificed by Demonic Cultivator No. 9 again. The solution in Saint Aunt's arrows had melted into the water vapor. Liao Yuanyuan saw the hallucination, and the thunder suddenly eased to the point where it could be ignored.
"Stars."
The Ninth Demonic Cultivator projected the image of Liao Xingchen, but this time it was more clear and vivid, vividly showing the way Liao Xingchen strangled his neck that day, as if a person had been resurrected.
Liao Xingchen was extremely important to Liao Yuanyuan. If it hadn't been for Scrooge Mao's random strings, the two would have become an immortal Taoist couple a hundred years later. It's a pity that they all descended to earth together and died one after another.
Even after being sealed into the formation, Liao Yuanyuan did not die. It could even be said that as long as the formation was destroyed from the outside within five hundred years, she would still be able to see the light of day again.
Demonic Cultivator No. 9 looked grave, "It's not the Blood Demon Soul Refining Array that can't digest her. Someone must be watching over this array at all times, otherwise she will definitely come out."
This was meant for Bai Xiaomei.
With a touch of her hands and a broad smile, Bai Xiaomei suddenly coughed. The serious injury made her calm down. She glanced at the Holy Aunt's belly and said,
"Just this once, if you betray me again, you and your children will definitely die."
The holy aunt refused to accept it, but the ninth demon cultivator gave in at the speed of light.
Bai Xiaomei returned to the palace to recuperate. This time, all the monks ran away, the Blood Demon Soul Refining Formation was destroyed, and her subordinates betrayed her. Fortunately, she was still in control, and Bailu, a loser who didn't go up the wall, not only did not help her rise in status, And the damage was huge.
She had to quietly recover from her injuries before starting to solve those troublesome matters. At least, the demon cultivator who was frightened out of hiding by Liao Yuanyuan should come out to help.
The departing figure looked a little desolate, but showed determination to never finish the matter, and a bigger storm was brewing.
"Are you a coward? What will happen if you throw the two formations together?"
The Holy Aunt wanted to beat him to death, but she only knocked down the mustard ball held by Mo Xiu Zhijiu.
The two could have been put together in a mustard ball, so that she could straighten up and control the government affairs openly.
The ninth demon cultivator feels aggrieved.
"We can't defeat her at all. Her demon blade is a weapon that can only be obtained by the orthodox demon inheritance."
She wouldn't understand anything I told the Holy Aunt, because she was a mortal who could not practice cultivation. The Holy Aunt did things as she pleased without any care, which made the Demonic Cultivator No. 9 feel very envious.
The holy aunt kicked the black coffin and asked, "I won't tolerate Bai Xiaomei, what are your plans?" The expectant look in her eyes made people feel a lot of pressure. She was so crazy, using her mortal body to attack the monks casually. foot.
"Be careful kid, there is always a way."
Mo Xiu Zhijiu's eyes deepened. He had to know who the child was. His knowledge kept him calm, and he was calm enough to cherish the strong feelings that still existed.
The two of them were focusing on different things, and the Ninth Demonic Cultivator had no ability to make up his mind. He only had some strength and tacit understanding, so the Holy Aunt didn't put her hope in him. She sent a letter to Yuan Youshu before the night was clear.
She is planning a future that has nothing to do with Bai Xiaomei.
Although separated from each other, the two of them still followed Bai Xiaomei. The holy aunt was responsible for continuing to poison the emperor, and the ninth demon cultivator was responsible for developing the formation.
Zui Hongchen made the emperor fall into a long dream. When the Xingguo was at its most prosperous a hundred years ago, his grandfather was the biggest headache. He seemed to take his grandfather's place and consider how to destroy a country without killing a single soldier.
The holy aunt looked at the emperor's sleeping face and counted the time of his death. Different from the plan, she canceled the part of killing the emperor and then committing suicide.
"Why is the demonic energy everywhere?"
Zhu Dahua eliminated several demon cultivators, and more demon cultivators stepped forward.
But instead of getting closer, they spread out. In the crowd, there was about one person mixed in among thousands of people, which was very even.
[Host, mission]
"It's so annoying, there are too many people."
Seeing that it was getting light, Zhu Dahua bought breakfast and ate it while walking. She met Zhu Shiquan and Egret who had been coming out of the tavern all night.
[Special reminder from the system: Zhang Zhengyuan is dead]
"What?"
[Well, the soul is still wandering outside the Heavenly Demon Temple, and the Taoist priest Zhiyuan who is related to it has been reincarnated without any worries]
Good guy, Liu Yun is considered an orphan, so how do you explain it to Liu Yun?
Zhu Dahua didn't intend to explain, just forget it if she didn't meet him, treasure chest.
[Bring Zhang Zhengyuan’s soul to Hongshan County to get some clues about igniting faith]
"Morning."
"Zhu Dahua, I really misjudged you, you actually ran away." Bailu ran over smelling of alcohol, but this time he was wearing tight clothes, and he didn't even open his clothes even if they got wet from the drink.
"What are you looking at?
Forget it, treat me to breakfast, I forgive you. "The egret took the meat bun and started eating it directly.
Egret is always heartless, but the one who seems to be troubled is the silent Zhu Shiquan, whose eyes are very red but his lips are white.
"Cousin, would you like some too?"
Offering the remaining ten people breakfast, Zhu Dahua's eating habits are hard to change, but it is okay to separate them when he is not hungry.
Zhu Shiquan shook his head.
Officials rushing to the morning court also passed through this street because the emperor was seriously ill and could not go to court, but the imperial concubine insisted. Their order was very loose. They did not follow Yuan Youshu's example of asking for leave directly, and they did not line up at the palace gate while it was still dark.
Instead, they work passively and fish in groups.
They talked and laughed about buying breakfast at dawn. There was more to talk about with Zhu Dahua, the second best, and Egret, the third best, which undoubtedly stimulated Zhu Shiquan.
He originally wanted to be a mortal and tried to show off, but ended up not being on the list. This was because his wife broke up with him, and the more she kept trying to hold her back, the more she said sad things, the more he was hurt.
Without saying a word, he was going to hurt himself quietly and think about the future, but he met Yuan Youshu getting off the sedan chair.
"Master Yuan, why are you free today?"
Yuan Youshu recovered from his illness. This is because the wind has changed.
Officials are very concerned about this, whether the emperor can be good, or whether the future of the Northern Wei Dynasty is controlled by the monks.
A pair of eyes stared at Yuan Youshu, but Yuan Youshu looked at Zhu Dahua.
"Can you ask Fairy Aunt for a pill?"
Yuan Youshu said this to Zhu Dahua.
Being looked at by many pairs of eyes, Zhu Dahua felt baffled, "Elixir, it's easy to talk about. I always pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the same hand."
"Please Fairy Lady, please do what you say."
It solemnly made people think that something was going on. After swallowing a mouthful, the egret mixed it up and was stuffed with another set of meat buns.
Zhu Dahuadao,
"I will compensate you in addition. If you dare to smash my sign, you will be buried outside the city immediately."
The soul of making money is burning. Bailu raised his eyebrows, "You'd better keep your word."
(End of chapter)
