Exorcism

Luo Yunqiao, the demon general who sacrificed his life for his country, felt that everything was unsatisfactory: the prince he was assisting was killed in a foreign land, making it difficult for him to return to his country. He finally deceived the murderer into a trap, thinking that he could make up for it, but he did not expect that the fierce battle he expected did not happen at all. , after a few simple spells, the three old Taoist priests who claimed to be very powerful actually surrendered.

Fear, panic, indignation, confusion... Luo Yunqiao was surrounded by too many emotions, his head was burned, and his whole body was sweating. What he hated most was that the three Taoist priests changed their stance faster than him.

"Spirit King..." Luo Yunqiao originally planned to hold on for a while and make a decision based on the situation, but when he saw the stern-looking female Taoist priest, his knees no longer obeyed his command and knelt down automatically.

Mu Xingqiu and others were packing their things and getting ready to go on the road, while Yang Qingyin was the only one to receive the demon general. The expression on her face changed at every turn. One moment she had a frosty look on her face, but in the next moment her face was filled with spring breeze. "Hey, why did General Luo give you such a great gift?"

Luo Yunqiao was confused and remained silent. He tried to stand up but his legs still refused to control him. It took him a while to squeeze out a few words, "Spiritual King...Lingwang doesn't blame me?"

"Those three Taoist priests all have great magical powers. Even if I take action personally, I may not be able to stop them. What crime are you guilty of?"

Luo Yunqiao became even more confused. He turned to look at Gao Fuwei and Yin Buchen who had called him over, hoping that they would give a little reminder for the sake of being fellow demons, but Gao Fuwei was facing the other direction and did not look at him at all. , Yin Buchen kept staring at him, the expression on his face was clearly interested, and he had absolutely no intention of helping.

Should he follow the Spirit King's words and pretend that nothing happened, or should he simply clarify everything? Among the many chaotic emotions in Luo Yunqiao's heart, there was another dilemma. Finally, he gritted his teeth and knelt straight on the ground, "Spirit King, I understand. As long as you give the order, I will create a big opposition to surrender." Flag, lead all the soldiers to attack the capital, capture the King of Hun, and deliver it to you personally. "

Yang Qingyin put away her smile and said, "The response is quite fast. Can you reach the capital with just two thousand demon soldiers under your command?"

"The King of Sacrifice is foolish and unpopular, and his surrender to Wangshan will put the whole country in a sea of ​​flames. As long as the flag of opposition is raised, wherever he goes, he will fall down and those who respond will gather..." Luo Yunqiao's He blurted out clichés, not like a general leading an army, but like a bad scholar.

Yang Qingyin actually listened patiently and said, "You are going to rebel."

"King Sheshen has gone crazy. If he doesn't rebel, the entire Kingdom of Sheshen will be destroyed by him." Luo Yunqiao became more and more impassioned as he spoke.

Yin Buchen was just watching the fun at first, but slowly a sense of admiration emerged spontaneously, and he nodded unconsciously in praise. This demon general was so involved in lying that he couldn't hear any violation of his will.

"Bah, no one asked you to rebel. I want you to return to the capital immediately to meet King Saishen and tell him that we will be there shortly."

"Then what? Poisoning, assassination, mutiny...I can do it all."

"No, I just want you to deliver a message, but you have to go fast, non-stop, and no rest is allowed on the way."

Luo Yunqiao was completely confused, "Really, really... just... passing a message?"

"Use your sharp tongue just now, don't be so hesitant now. Leave us ten demon soldiers and some food, and you can take the other demon soldiers away."

Yang Qingyin waved her hand, but no spells came out. However, Luo Yunqiao seemed to have been kicked by a strong beast monster. He turned somersaults and spun around on the ground for a few times before getting up. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around, bowing repeatedly. , then turned around and ran again.

At this time, Yin Buchen was so impressed that he had no chance to practice. He smiled flatteringly at Yang Qingyin. Before he could say the word "Spiritual King" full of emotion, Yang Qingyin had already walked away.

On the contrary, Gao Fuwei walked up to Yang Qingyin and whispered: "The King of Spirits is returning to the mountain, Luo Yunqiao will definitely slander him in front of the King of Sacrifice, and what will greet the King of Spirits and Taoist Master will only be a group of demon soldiers. "

"It doesn't matter, just let Mu Xingqiu use the 'power of one thought' again."

Gao Fuwei was still confused, but he didn't dare to say any more.

Ten demon soldiers arrived soon, bringing with them twenty mounts and a large amount of food, clothing, armor, and gold and silver, enough to feed a hundred people for a month.

The Taoist priests and the demon clan set out again, only to see that the camp of the demon clan of Shi Shen Kingdom was in a mess, with a large number of tents and supplies discarded on the ground, as if they had just fought a battle. Luo Yunqiao was afraid that Yang Qingyin would regret it, so he and the demon soldiers had already disappeared without a trace.

The only Zhenshan Ox in the demon army was left in place because of its slow movement. At this time, it was leisurely eating the newly grown grass. It did not have much demon power and was slightly smaller, but it was still a giant beast. , which is quite a bit larger than an ordinary elephant.

Xiao Hao, Bald Zi and Feifei ran to drive Zhenshan Niu back to the team, and they all felt very majestic as they rode one together. Feifei had no idea that his memory had been stolen by a Taoist priest, and he rarely showed his playful nature.

With this cow, the team was not moving very fast. In the evening, they stopped to rest outside an abandoned demon village. Ten demon soldiers ran back and forth, serving several Taoist priests comfortably.

An Xiangxing and the other three never appeared unless summoned.

When the moon rose again, Mu Xingqiu invited Yang Qingyin to be alone. He had to create another illusion. This time he chose to cast a spell in a deserted village outside the restricted area.

"Is this Jinghu Village?" Yang Qingyin vaguely recognized the appearance.

"Well, I haven't seen many villages, but Jinghu Village impressed me the most. You have lived in Laozu Peak for so many years, so you must be very familiar with Jinghu Village."

Yang Qingyin shook her head and walked slowly side by side with Mu Xingqiu on the flat and clean road. "The people in Jinghu Village are too enthusiastic. Taoist priests usually don't bother them. Besides, I think the villagers are too boring. Look at their streets, which are so clean that it makes people uncomfortable." I dare to run around for fear of raising a little dust.”

This is indeed the folk custom of Jinghu Village. The villagers are grateful to Taoist Pangshan. They think not to embarrass the immortal in every word and deed. They are a bit old-fashioned. Except for the incident of expelling Granny Mei, Mu Xingqiu has a good impression of them.

"Do you think the Taoist disciples are all proud and unreasonable?"

"I like your pride very much." Mu Xingqiu said with a smile.

This was the first time that Mu Xingqiu said the word "like" to her. Yang Qingyin's heart beat wildly again, but she had an indifferent expression on her face and deliberately changed the topic to other things, "Do you feel like sacrificing your life?" Will Wang be fooled?"

"This was your idea."

"I'm just a little unsure."

"The King of Sacrifice will be fooled." Mu Xingqiu said with certainty. The two of them had reached the end of the village, and in front of them was the guesthouse. "He will send heavy troops and a large number of magicians to intercept, and I will take the opportunity to go to Tuoshan in the north." Check the situation."

"You have to be careful. The Dragon Demon has helped you and me, but she is... very weird. Sometimes she can make you give her your heart, and sometimes you feel like she is planning something secretly. Everything she does is... Purposeful."

"I'll be careful."

"No, no, don't get me wrong. The Dragon Demon is your true illusion, and she won't harm you no matter what. But you are going alone after all, and there may be traps in Tuoshan..." Yang Qingyin couldn't continue. He realized that this kind of conversation was really not suitable for him. He raised his brows slightly and said in a stern tone: "Come back alive."

"Okay, you have to be careful, I will come back to find you before the army of Sheshen Nation."

The two stopped outside the gate of the guest house and did not go in, because they both knew that this was an illusion based on a dilapidated courtyard.

"Now can you tell me how to deal with the illusion of those three old Taoist priests? And your love disaster."

"Have you heard the rumors about Nianxinke disciples improving their strength?"

"There are a lot of rumors about the Department of Cardiology, which one are you talking about?"

"He's the one who keeps making friends and cutting ties to improve his strength."

"Is this true? The evil practice is nothing like the orthodox practice." Yang Qingyin still looked indifferent, "Congratulations, the illusion has been upgraded to the ninth level, right? You are almost invincible."

"No, my illusion skills are still at the eighth level." Mu Xingqiu looked at Yang Qingyin. The more serious she was, the more he wanted to laugh, "But I have learned some methods of casting spells. Zuo Liuying told me that inside The realm of elixir is the foundation of a Taoist priest's strength, but it is not the entire strength. It requires a large number of magical weapons and spells to bring out the full strength."

"Zhuyuan is your Nianxinke's magic?"

"That's more or less what it means. The moment I succeeded in cutting off the fate, I suddenly discovered that I could combine the illusory illusion technique with the illusion. In this way, the illusion can be made simpler, but the effect is more powerful."

"I see, how did Zuo Liuying figure it out?"

"I told him in a secret voice that I hadn't fully understood the new spell at that time and needed some time to practice, so I asked him to help me buy some time."

"You two deceived those three old Taoist priests, but they deserved it." Yang Qingyin turned to look at the way she came from, deliberately avoiding Mu Xingqiu's eyes, "What is it like to survive a tribulation? Can you treat it calmly... ...her?"

"I will never be able to recall Fangfang calmly." Mu Xingqiu put away his smile, "But I can bear it. I know that she is no longer in this world, and I also know that I should continue to move forward."

"You are really lucky that you succeeded in overcoming the tribulation on your first try." Yang Qingyin still refused to look directly at Mu Xingqiu, "I think I can try it soon."

"Well, you should cut off the relationship as soon as possible, but before that, I think we can become friends again."

Yang Qingyin could no longer evade, and turned back to look into Mu Xingqiu's eyes coldly, "Do you use me as a tool to improve your strength?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head. He had a lot to say to her and hoped to express his feelings clearly, but everything still seemed too complicated.

He had nothing to say, so he could only take a step forward, put his arms around Yang Qingyin's waist, and kissed her gently.