Exorcism

Xin Youtao walked up to Mu Xingqiu, glanced at the Taoist priests around him, and said seriously: "If something happens to Xiao Qingtao, I will never forgive you in my life. I know I can't beat you, and I won't challenge you to fight. I just won’t forgive you.”

Previously, Xiao Hao kept tapping the magic armor and finally summoned Gao Fuwei. After some negotiation, Xiao Qingtao was able to go underground to see Yang Qingyin. Now Xiao Hao is checking each igloo one by one.

Mu Xingqiu stood on a snow roof at the edge of the camp, looking into the distance. When he heard Xin Youtao's words, he smiled, "Don't worry, that's Yang Qingyin, not the real demon king."

Xin Youtao still couldn't face it calmly. What Yang Qingyin did was a bit weird. They came all the way to help, but they were blocked from outside. This alone was enough to make him feel uneasy, and even more uneasy. It's Mu Xingqiu.

The Taoist priest did not know much about Mu Xingqiu. Xiao Hao and Bald Zi were too simple. Xin Youtao felt that he was the only one who understood Mu Xingqiu best because they were not only friends but also enemies. "You surprised me."

"What's wrong with me?" Mu Xingqiu looked a little surprised.

"What's wrong?" Xin Youtao looked at Mu Xingqiu with disbelief, wondering why he didn't realize such an obvious fact, "Yang Qingyin, I...remember? You just proposed a relationship to her."

"Of course I remember. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"This, this, nothing is right with this!" Xin Youtao opened his eyes wide, used his Heavenly Eye, and even took out a piece of paper talisman, "Let me get rid of the evil for you. I'm even more worried about Xiao Qingtao when you look like this. I won't I hope she will be a different person when she comes up.”

The bald man had been hanging above Mu Xingqiu's head and looking into the distance. Then he withdrew his gaze and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Xiaoqiu can't get married with me? They have a very close relationship, even I can see it... "

"What do you know?" Xin Youtao waved his hand disdainfully. Then he thought that the bald man would be a good witness, so he raised his head and asked him, "You are very familiar with Mu Xingqiu, right?"

"Of course, I have stayed with Brother Xiaoqiu the longest, longer than you all." Bald Man said proudly.

"Then let me ask you, who was Mu Xingqiu closer to in the past, Qin Lingshuang or Yang Qingyin?"

The bald man was stunned for a moment before he remembered that Qin Lingshuang was Fangfang, "Oh, well, if you ask me, it has to be Fangfang.

When Mu Xingqiu was about to speak, Xin Youtao raised his hand to stop him, and still spoke to the bald man, "Did Mu Xingqiu say in person that he wanted to get married to Fangfang?"

"It seems not, but the two of them..."

Xin Youtao interrupted the bald man, "I haven't said it yet. Where is Yang Qingyin? Did Mu Xingqiu say anything about getting married before?"

"It doesn't seem like that. What do you want to say? You've never said it before, so why can't you say it now?" The bald man became more and more confused as he listened.

"Don't you think your brother Xiaoqiu has changed too much today?" Xin Youtao's eyes moved to Mu Xingqiu's face, and this sentence was actually a question to him.

The bald man flew to the opposite side of Mu Xingqiu and stared at him, "There seems to be some change...Brother Xiaoqiu, you are getting older!"

Mu Xingqiu and Xin Youtao both laughed out loud. Since the Battle of Duanliu City, Mu Xingqiu's appearance has hardly changed, but years of practice and the crises he has experienced frequently in recent times have changed his eyes. Change, to the bald man, is evidence of aging.

However, Mu Xingqiu understood what Xin Youtao meant and thought for a while silently, "I want to think about it for a while. Wake me up as soon as there is news about Xiao Qingtao."

Xin Youtao nodded and said to the bald man: "Don't run around, we will need you for sound transmission later."

"I never run around." The bald man glared at Xin Youtao. Seeing that Mu Xingqiu was sitting on the snow roof and entering a state of contemplation, he lowered his voice, "Why didn't I agree?"

This time it was Xin Youtao's turn to be stunned. Although Yang Qingyin's rejection was obvious, he had never thought about it. All he could think about was why Mu Xingqiu was acting so abruptly, "Yang Qingyin is shy."

Being shy is not Yang Qingyin's character. Xin Youtao scratched his head and said, "Both of these two are a little weird today. I thought Yang Qingyin would welcome us happily. Alas, it's so difficult to keep true friends. ”

The bald man flew to Xin Youtao's side, stretched out a strand of hair and brushed the talisman crown on his head, "It's okay, I'm here.

Xin Youtao laughed a few times and began to seriously consider the current situation. Unfortunately, he had too little information and could not deduce anything. After thinking about it, he felt that the future was slim, "If I can escape this time, I swear. You must ask Xiao Qingtao..."

The bald man was staring at him with wide round eyes. Xin Youtao hurriedly shut up, thinking that he couldn't control his mouth.

"You haven't finished speaking yet. What do you want to do with Xiao Qingtao?" Bald Man asked.

The bald man's eyes were slitted when he smiled, and his mouth was grinning widely. Xin Youtao could almost see the inner elixir growing inside.

"It's not all my fault. Brother Xiaoqiu also put in a lot of effort, and... well." The bald man's voice suddenly changed.

Xin Youtao understood immediately, injected magic power into his voice, and shouted: "Mu Xingqiu."

Mu Xingqiu opened his eyes and said to Xin Youtao, "It's the dragon demon causing trouble." He grabbed the bald man's bun, jumped up, and flew towards the magic armor not far away.

Xin Youtao was baffled by what he heard and had no time to ask. He immediately flew to the other Taoist priests and waved to them.

The Taoist priests gathered together and prepared for battle.

Mu Xingqiu stopped in the air a few feet above the magic armor. The fleas flew over and held his feet. Mu Xingqiu took a deep breath, summoned a black patterned straw hat and put it on the bald man's head, "Don't think about anything."

The bald man had already experienced it. He tilted his head and his expression became stiff and dull. Then, a large number of black magic words quickly flashed on his face and straw hat.

Mu Xingqiu began to think about the Demon Lord's rectification. From this moment on, he must concentrate on it without any distraction. This time he did not use Meng Yuanhou's soul. Mu Xingqiu believed that it was not the power of the soul that really inspired the demons to speak out two days ago, but the Demon Lord's rectification itself.

With the last experience, Mu Xingqiu's thoughts quickly reached the limit. Seven texts appeared in his mind almost at the same time. For Baldy, it was like sending out seven demon spells almost at the same time.

boom! The magic armor below sank at least a foot into the snow. Although the nearby Taoist priests had been prepared, they were still startled. Several of them accidentally released the five elements of magic, and ice, fire and other forms rushed into the sky.

Soon everyone no longer paid attention to the impatient Taoist priest. The snow around the magic armor surged like boiling water and gradually spread outward. Before long, the entire camp became unstable.

Xin Youtao and others hurriedly flew up, looking at their feet and monitoring the distance. Their duty was to guard against sudden attacks by the Taoist order.

The roaring sound continued, and the scope of the rolling snow exceeded the camp. The snow house and the snow wall instantly turned into powder, rising like fog, getting higher and thicker, and soon Mu Xingqiu and Bald Zi were and fleas are all drowned in it.

The Taoist priests could only follow suit and slowly increase their height. A quarter of an hour later, they had already reached more than a hundred feet. The snow mist and loud noises under their feet showed no sign of stopping. The ground within a radius of at least ten miles began to surge and raise There was a lot of snow and fog, and the Taoist priests seemed to be standing on an unstable snow mountain.

"Look!" A Taoist priest shouted loudly. Everyone looked and saw a large number of Five Elements spells appearing in the southeast, southwest and northeast directions. Looking with their third eyes, they saw groups of lights of different colors, the light of Taoism. They are not bright, but have more texture, like growing mountains.

These spells were all pointed at the sky, like a show off, not an attack. The Taoist priests had the experience of being chased by the shadow of the snow pillar. They immediately checked the snow around them. It was as white as ever, and there was nothing unusual within dozens of miles.

"Is Mu Xingqiu always like this? You don't make a detailed plan and just take action directly?" Meng Xu, a Taoist priest from the Department of Alchemy, asked nervously, feeling that it was Mu Xingqiu's Demon Lord's rectification that attracted Taoism's counterattack.

"Haha, yes, that's what he is like, fight first and talk later." Xin Youtao laughed and found that someone was more timid than himself. Instead, he suddenly became proud and was not afraid of anything.

"I would rather fight quickly." Gan Zhiwei roared, "Since we have entered the encirclement of the Taoist system, let's just have a good fight!"

The Gan brothers have all experienced the method of re-annihilation, and have changed since then, but they have not become the same, and the differences have become more obvious: the elder brother Gan Zhiquan is as steady as a mountain, and every word he speaks must be carefully considered, and the younger brother Gan Zhiwei has become impulsive and aggressive, like a reckless teenager.

"Do we really want to go to war with the Taoist order?" Meng Xu ascended slowly, avoiding the rising snow and fog under his feet, while looking at the Taoist spells in three directions, with his ears still hearing the roaring sound, and his hand holding With Ruyi in mind, he was ready to cast spells at any time, feeling that his energy was almost running out.

"Didn't Mu Xingqiu say that? We can die, but we can't wait to die like sinners. At least we must resist and let the orthodox know that we don't think we deserve to die!" Gan Zhiwei's impulsiveness was more effective than his brother's stability at this time. , the demon-invading Taoist priests gave out a warm cry.

However, Daotong did not kill him immediately like last time. Instead, an angry voice came from the ground, "Stop! Mu Xingqiu, you are ruining my plan!"

The roaring stopped, and the patches of snow and mist gradually fell back to the ground. The demon-invading Taoist priests stopped shouting and looked down.

Mu Xingqiu, Bald Man, and Flea were still where they were, but the magic armor beneath them had been torn apart and scattered on the snow that had been completely turned over. In its original position, there was a wooden statue, and the heart in the chest of the statue was actually It's alive.

A huge pit appeared dozens of steps away from the magic armor. A group of monsters surrounded a female Taoist priest wearing a feather crown and rose up from the hole.

Yang Qingyin stared angrily at Mu Xingqiu in mid-air, opening and closing Laojun's magic palm in her hand, eager to use magic.

"You didn't transform into a demon." Mu Xingqiu pointed at Lao Jun's demonic palm. The moment of thinking just now was quite effective, making him sober up and understanding the truth.

"It's all the dragon demon who is causing trouble. She hid her soul in you, and used Lao Jun's palm to imitate the demon elixir, making you feel that you have turned into a demon. She also cast a spell on me through Lao Jun's palm, making me... …say those things to you.”

Yang Qingyin frowned tightly, glanced at the magic palm in her hand, and then looked at the Taoist spells in the distance, "Don't talk about this yet, you took away my golem and attracted Taoism. What on earth do you want to do?"

"Don't you understand yet? This is the dragon demon's plan. I have the Frost Soul Sword and you have the soul. We can jointly control this demon statue and do things that will surprise the orthodox. The key question is, are you willing? "

Xin Youtao sighed softly in the sky, thinking that since he wanted to win over Yang Qingyin, he shouldn't tell her that there was no demon transformation.