Late at night.

A thunder sounded, the wind swept the remaining clouds, and the dark clouds rolled in the sky.

The wind and rain are about to come, and there is a solemn and murderous intent.

On the small slope far away from the old monk's temple, there were two figures lurking there.

"Ah Yeh."

Xiaofan might have choked on the wind and couldn't help sneezing. He couldn't help but tighten the quilt that was holding in his arms. He looked up at He Xu beside him and said, "Fourth brother, why are we squatting here? The night is so cold, let's send the quilt to the old monk."

He Xu smiled and said, "No hurry, the old monk can't freeze in just a while." Although he comforted Xiaofan with warm words, some sweat unconsciously emerged from his palms.

On the contrary, Xiaofan nodded obediently after hearing this. In his young cognition, he would never be wrong. After a while, he seemed to think of something funny, and said, "Fourth brother, Jingyu brought Lao Hei home today, which scared Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin. By the way, why would you let Jingyu take Lao Hei back to his house for the night? You don't usually want to?" He said, and couldn't help but envy him, shaking He Xu's sleeve and begging, "Would you like to take Lao Hei once next time? I'd like to sleep with Lao Hei long ago!"

He Xu suddenly relaxed when he heard Xiao Fan interrupting, and when he was still a little nervous, he touched his head and smiled, "Okay, whoever you want to play with Lao Hei in the future will let you...shush! Don't make a sound, someone is here!"

As he spoke, a black shadow flew down the slope like a flying towards the grass temple. The black shadow was extremely fast, and Xiaofan could hardly reflect it. But He Xu's eyesight was not comparable to Xiaofan. He naturally saw the black shadow clearly.

"It's him!" He Xu looked at the distant black shadow and said in his heart.

He looked at Xiaofan next to him again and said solemnly: "No matter what happens, you must stay here and you are not allowed to go anywhere! You heard it!"

Seeing He Xu's face was solemn, even a rare harsh expression, Xiaofan didn't realize that something was a big deal. Although he was introverted, he was not stupid at all. He immediately nodded seriously, and his little face was full of solemnity.

Seeing this, He Xu smiled. Then he raised his body skills and left like the black shadow just now.

Xiao Fan looked at He Xu's disappearance in amazement, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "Is the Fourth Brother also those immortals who are tall and tall?"

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But He Xu followed the black shadow and also sneaked towards the Cao Temple.

Although the black shadow had swept very quickly before, He Xu still saw Jingyu who was held by him under his armpit. Perhaps because the black shadow was quite nervous, he quietly stuck behind the black shadow and was not noticed by that person.

Suddenly, the black shadow paused.

He Xu was shocked: "Oh no, was it discovered?"

Unexpectedly, the black shadow suddenly burst out with a powerful aura after pausing. The black aura that was originally hidden under his restraint was now rising up like a chimney. The aura with a heavy bloody meaning in the thick ink was so clear even under the dark clouds in the night!

Seeing this, He Xu suddenly realized in his heart: This guy is seducing the enemy.

Sure enough, while the black air rose, the black shadow flew again towards the grass temple! Almost a moment later, a thin figure rushed over in an instant!

The visitor was the old monk in the grass temple!

Seeing this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. However, the face seemed quite surprised, and he exclaimed lightly.

He Xu couldn't help but curse: Damn, he pretends to be like him!

The old monk had obviously seen Jingyu who was being held hostage for a long time. He didn't say much at the moment and reached out to fight with the black shadow.

Both of them are very fast, and even with He Xu's current cultivation and eyesight, they can't help but be secretly shocked.

After a few moves, the black shadow probably affected his skills because he was holding a person under his armpit. The old monk caught a flaw and Jingyu was taken away by him with one move. However, the old monk didn't take any advantage. Just after snatching Jingyu, he also ate the black shadow. A piece of the monk's robe on his back had been torn, and three claw marks could be seen vaguely.

He Xu lay aside and looked at Jingyu in the faint light. He saw his eyes closed and his breathing was steady. He didn't know whether he had fallen asleep or fainted.

After snatching Jingyu, the old monk looked at him, but after seeing it, he did not put him down. Instead, he said to the black shadow: "You are so skilled in Taoism. Why are you afraid of losing your identity when you attack ignorant children?"

The black shadow hid in the black air, his voice hoarse and low: "Who are you? How dare you come and meddle in my business?" In his tone, there was an indescribable arrogance and coldness.

The old monk did not answer, but said, "This is at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. If you know that you are doing something wrong here, you are afraid that you will not have a good time in the future."

The man spat, said with disdain, "What's the matter with Qingyun Sect? It's just because there are too many people. Don't say too much old bald donkey, please give me the child quickly if you know the truth."

The old monk raised his single palm and yelled the Buddha's name, saying, "Amitus Buddha, monks are compassionate, I must not watch this child being poisoned by you."

The man said angrily: "What a bald thief, you are looking for death."

As he said, a dark red light flashed in the black air that had been hovering. In an instant, the small grass temple was surrounded by dark wind and the ghost energy was strong.

"Poison Blood Banner!" The old monk's face suddenly appeared angry, "Corruption, you dare to practice such evil things that are despicable and harm the world. I will definitely not spare you today."

The hoarse voice sneered, but did not answer. He heard a roar, and the red light was strong. From the air, a fishy smell was steep, and a two-meter-long red banner slowly rose up. At this time, the sound of ghosts cried more and more shrill, as if countless resentful spirits were crying at night, and there were still slight sounds of bones in between, which was shocked to hear.

"The thief is bald, die!" The man in the black air shouted, and saw a ferocious ghost face suddenly appearing from the blood-colored red banner, with four triangles and four sharp teeth and fangs. "Click, click, click, click." Where the bones are ringing, all four eyes on the face suddenly opened, and with a "roar", it turned into a physical body, rushed out of the banner, and hit the old monk with an extremely bloody aura.

The old monk was even more angry and knew that the greater the power of the poisonous blood banner, the more innocent people they would kill during the cultivation process. To cultivate such a powerful force in front of him, I was afraid that more than 300 people would sacrifice the banner to the essence and blood.

This evil man is really careless!

Seeing that the ghost was about to rush in front of him, the old monk still did not put down his Lei Jingyu. He only used his left hand holding the jasper rosary to draw a circle in front of him, forming a Buddhist lion seal with one hand, bent and stretched his five fingers, and faintly emitted golden light from his fingertips. In a moment, a golden light wheel had transformed in front of him, holding the ghost in mid-air.

"Small tricks, let's show off! Break!"
Chapter completed!