Chapter 108： Dangerous

When the Jiuzhi lamp pushed the door of Danfang, the hot air was physical, and he licked his face too much.

In Danfang, the yang is fierce and the fire is very strong. Even if there are ghosts and ghosts remaining, they are swallowed up.

The flames flashed, and the face of Danfang’s people was reflected in a uniform red light. Too strong flames blurred the expression of the person. Therefore, the Jiuzhi lamp could not see what Zhou Yunlie was thinking, and Zhou Yunlie was equally embarrassed. Not the heart of the nine lights.

Zhou Yunlie's hands hang down on the side of his body, saying: "Mountain master, here is a strong smell, not suitable for you to stay here for a long time." It is a true tone for the nine lights.

The Jiuzhi lamp faced the raging fire and stood shoulder-by-hand. The warmth was not enough to melt the frost in his eyes.

... The murderous shooting method is Zhou Beinan, and it will never be wrong.

In the same year, he and the three chiefs played against each other. Zhou Beinan and his brother were also close friends. Therefore, for Zhou Beinan, he has to know more than others.

According to the flesh and bones that are turned over at the corpse, the Jiuzhi lamp can even conceive the trajectory of his gun.

When the first person was intercepted under the moonlight, he should hold the gun with one hand and shoot the gun like a dragon. It is also the most common route for him to pick and cut. He held the gun in his left hand and the moon in his right hand. The gun blade cut the air, and the stalker slanted upwards from the night of the night. The man was caught off guard, and even the screams were not issued. The lantern in his hand was picked up with him himself. Blood spurts out.

After the gun tip quietly cut the heart of the first night watcher, Zhou Beinan shook hands and easily smashed the broken body into the dark tide of the sea. The gun contaminated with blood of the heart made a frost and snow shadow in the air. Cut through the throat of his companion who has not yet reacted.

After that, Zhou Beinan was probably irritated by blood, and the gun tip was turned down, dragging the gun body, and swaying to the vigil of a magical disciple.

The tip of the gun was mixed with blood on the white sand beach, and it was quickly swallowed by the tide of the pan, and it disappeared.

In response to the Tianchuan gun method, relying on a set of heart cultivation, has always been secret, can be cultivated to such a point, and a shot is a murderous trick, combined with a variety of familiar ways of shooting, except for a Zhoubei South, Jiuzhi Lan can not think of Someone else comes.

He didn't have time to think about why Zhou Beinan would become a ghost spirit, and how he got out of the wild. He only knew that if the murderer was Zhou Beinan's conjecture, Meng Zhongguang would have succeeded in escaping from the wild.

Thinking about this, Jiuzhi Deng’s heartbeat was speeding up.

Then, brother...

His fists in the sleeves were tightly gripped, and the eyes were stained with blood by the fire and heart.

If the brother is also out, then regardless of whether Zhou Beinan is a man or a ghost, he must be born to him. With this person in hand, he has the capital to talk to the brothers.

On the side of Zhou Yunlie, Wen Sheng urged: "Mountain, please."

Nine branches of light and sleeves: "Zhou Chuan, dare to ask you what kind of medicine is this furnace? If the fire is so strong, it is not afraid to destroy the Dan furnace?"

Zhou Yunlie replied naturally: "It is plum blossom, for the purpose of refining the true marrow, we must strengthen the firepower, and exercise well, and let the good Dan."

The Jiuzhi lamp was slightly decapitated and stepped forward, intending to go outside.

However, just as he turned around, he slammed his sleeves, and the clouds and clouds rolled up a force of shackles. The backhands were screaming, and the three feet were screaming, and the three feet were cut off. Turned to the side and rumbling!

In an instant, Zhou Yunlie’s expression was landslide, his eyes were stunned, and his neck was like a tight-knit one.

——All ghosts are yin and yang, and if they are smouldering, they will be smouldering.

However, when the Jiuzhi lamp entered the Danfang, it was noticed. The fire in front of it was a bonfire, and the outside was a yang fire. The inside was a smoldering fire. It was the image of internal and foreign affairs, yin and yang.

Alchemy is also used in the alchemy, but as far as he knows, plum blossom is a medicinal herb, and there is no need for yin.

Zhou Yunlie ordered Zhou Beinan to hide in the Eight Diagrams Fire, which is really a step in the game.

But after all, he still missed a step.

He thought that the knowledge of the Eight Diagrams Fire, Jiuzhi Lan, and other sword repairs would not know, but I don’t know that in the past, in the Fengling Mountains, Jiuzhi’s swords, squads, curses, symbols, organs, and bodies all had rumors. Identifying yin and yang, descending demons, he knows how to do it.

The Jiuzhi lamp stepped on the top of the Dan furnace, stepping on the copper cover of the gilt carving, and three yellow paper characters cut into the shape of the baby were shaken between the sleeves, and the fingers were lifted. To the copper furnace three sides.

After landing, the paper notes are like children crying, giggling a series of quirks!

Immediately, there was a slight pain in the Dan furnace.

Zhou Beinan, who was hiding between the yin and the fire, had entered the Danfang after the Jiuzhi lamp entered the Danfang. He listened to the movement of the Jiuzhi lamp. When he seemed to leave, Zhou Beinan’s heart was slightly loose, but he did not want to For a moment, the Dan furnace dumped to the side.

His heart was alarming, and the instincts wanted to stand out in the oven immediately, but suddenly heard a cry of babies crying. In a flash, he felt that his head, feet, hands were heavy like lead, his lips were stiff, his headaches were cracking, and he was in the body. The pulse is stagnation for the mercury-like stagnation, but it is bound to be bound!

He has been with Lu Yuji for many years. He is familiar with the patterns related to the ghosts, and he does not know what this is?

...... Essence paper, immersed in a few days of yellow scented paper with fresh baby corpse oil, painted with cinnabar, dedicated to the use of the soul, three Qifa, is holding the Zhoubei South Lingbi from the three sides firmly!

When Zhou Beinan was flustered and short of breath, the body of the synapse was loose, and the paper that restrained him seemed to lose its effectiveness. He couldn’t think too much, and closed his eyes and earned it. When he saw the sky, his eyes were dizzy, but The mind is still awake.

... outside is still the sun, he can't go out!

He took a pair of blood and took a few steps. The spirit penetrated the wall and planted it in the small room next to Dan.

At the same time, Jiuzhi Lan also no longer cares about anything. When he raised his hand, he collapsed half of the wall, and Yuan Ying’s pressure fluctuated. However, Zhou Yunlie only pressed his knees to the ground. At the end of the small room, Zhou Beinan had escaped.

The three baby spirits on the ground are being roasted by the fire of the sun that suddenly rises and rises, and only the broken limbs are left.

Zhou Yunlie was made by the pressure, and the cold sweat dripped from the forehead. The tongue was numb and there was a mouthful.

The Jiuzhi lamp did not want to spend more time with Zhou Yunlie on his arson and burned the spell. He only pressed him to the ground and he stepped out of the door: "...come!"

At the same time, two magical disciples are competing to search the Zhoubei South trail.

A long-awaited hall door was pushed and pushed. The two walked to the front of the Sanqing statue, and one person circled behind the statue. One of them looked up at the muddy puppet, who had a strong slogan and a solemn treasure. He felt that this solemnity was ridiculous and he smiled.

But this smirk only slammed in half, and he suddenly stiffened his body, straight down and fell to the ground, slamming, and attracted the companions around the statue.

Seeing that the man fell to the ground and convulsed, he ate a scare and hurried forward to meet: "What's the matter with you?"

The thin light flashed between the swords, and the heart of the person was smashed.

The man kneeling on the ground slowly got up, and the fingers of the sword were squirming, and they were twisted again on the fatal wound, and then they let go.

The magical disciple who wore the Tianchuan costumes rounded his eyes, and the back of the skull slammed on the ground, giving a watermelon-like crisp sound.

Zhou Bei Nanxun smoldering out of the fire, this smoldering has aggravated the strong yin in his body, although in the daytime, its momentum is still prevailing, and easily help him to rob the body of this magical disciple.

Zhou Beinan sighed twice and sat on the ground. For the first time in 13 years, he had a real sense of down-to-earth.

But the real feeling is actually obtained by the people of the magic, Zhou Beinan feels ironic no matter what he thinks.

He smiled bitterly, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, wiped the blood on the body of another disciple, and dragged his body, and came to the statue after a step.

...he can't adapt to the human body.

After a while, the hidden temple door was pushed open by Zhou Beinan.

For a long time, I have never seen the light. Zhou Beinan’s eyes are stunned. After a few moments, I stepped into the dazzling white.

Within a quarter of an hour, the body that was hidden by Zhou Beinan was dragged from the shrine.

The Jiuzhi lamp stood cold outside the temple, watching a remnant soul curled up in the cloister outside the temple and being burned by the sun, without saying a word.

When the person who saw the corpse in the temple came to report the situation, Jiuzhi Deng asked: "Who is this person with?"

After the disciple passed the name, the Jiuzhi lamp passed through a brief thought and cleanly said: "Listen to my order, all the disciples gather in front of the main hall of Tianchuan, and receive a letter bomb, three soul-striking characters. Zhou Beinan It is not unusual for people to be able to easily subdue. The disciples change the two to accompany the four. If there is any abnormality, they will immediately ignite the letter bomb."

"In addition, the speed of this disciple to find out, once found, do not rashly move, to lead the soul out of the body. Without the body, Zhou Beinan can not move freely in the daytime." Jiuzhi lamp is fierce here The atmosphere is aggravated, "...Before entering the night, be sure to capture Zhou Beinan!"

"……Yes!"

Ying Tianchuan Jiejian Island is one of the nodes of the Fengchuan Grand Array. The night is near, the tide is approaching, the soup soup cloud water comes from the sky, several magical monks with Tibetan blue robe clothing are here, the sword is guarded, and it is a lock-throat method. Signal fireworks, carrying a few charms that exude a faint scent.

It’s boring to stand still, and a few people start chatting and chatting, and the words are drowned out by the sound of the waves.

"After that week, North and South are still fleeing?"

"He is also crazy. He has to get on the body when he catches people. This is half a day, and he has killed six disciples."

"Haha, the fight of the beastly beast."

"The mountain lord has passed, and he must be cautious after entering the night. Zhou Beinan is now a dead ghost. At night, he does not have to rely on his body to hide. It is very likely that he will stay out of the night and stay out of the clock. We must always pay attention to it. ”

After talking about the discussion, the topic naturally turned its direction.

One of the disciples asked: "Speaking, the first four of the oldest, who is even better."

"Zhang Chi." Another disciple said, "He is the top of the two-day list, and he is better than others."

Someone immediately sneaked into the nose: "...Quchi? It’s just a Jindan period monk. You have heard of Xu Xingzhi’s name?"

The disciples who nominated Qu Chi laughed and said: "How many years have you been in the door, it is just a watchman, what can you hear?"

The disciple was suddenly poked in the center of the pain. Although he was sent to the school earlier, it was difficult to improve the cultivation. For many years, he could only do some trivial things.

Fortunately, he still has the qualifications to put it: "I followed the mountain owner from a very early age, and went to Fenglingshan to hand over the post and send a gift."

Everyone laughed and sneered into a group: "Get it, you will be handed over to the post, afraid that the old four-door mountain gates will not enter."

The disciples were intertwined with red and red, and the scalp was put on the testimony: "Who said it? I really saw Xu Xingzhi in the real way! The surname Xu was beautiful, with a drop of cinnabar on the forehead, but the temperament was won. Very, he has a fan in his hand, called 'free pen', with thousands of machine changes, can be turned into a sword and a sword..."

When he boasted of his own opinions, the people had a sense of invisibility, and they turned to look at the white stars that gradually drifted toward the sea.

A young man in white fell to the front of the island of Jiejian. The twilight hair band danced in the wind between the night and the wind. The plain clothes were simple, but the more his eyes were like stars, like a thin moon.

He tightened the fish-bone sword with one hand, naturally stepping forward a few steps, smiling slightly and bending: "Everyone, I have something to do back to the mountain master. The mountain owner can be inside?"