Lost Narrative Poetry

"Hahahaha... Okay, that's really good..."

After finally reacting, Hong Mao almost laughed out of anger and said this through gritted teeth.

However, this way, Zixuan and others felt that this demon was even more distracted, as if he had a mental problem, and he really wanted to take action against themselves and others just now.

Chonglou didn't speak, and didn't intend to defend himself. He just took a step forward, and a big hand suddenly came out. The blood of the demon body was surging, as if there were rivers and oceans surging in his body. The power shook the sky and pressed Qing Ming. All trembled.

Zixuan gritted her teeth and struggled to hold on to the spiritual barrier. At the same time, she used the power of the Heavenly Serpent Staff to ruthlessly and decisively release terrifying spells, using the power to collapse mountains and crack rocks, or simulate the six-consciousness illusion, bombarding the demon one after another. The mighty big devil.

The Heavenly Snake Staff is also a top-notch magic weapon. It is said that it was the snake staff used by Empress Nuwa when she was refining stones to mend the sky. Even if she can only temporarily stimulate part of its power, it is still extremely powerful.

And naturally, other people couldn't simply let her deal with it alone, and they all came to help, and they were the kind who could do their best.

Mo Zunzunlou did not dodge, but his expression became even weirder. At the same time, he glared extremely fiercely at the young Taoist who waved his sleeves in the distance, as if he wanted to divide the world into two halves.

He has never suffered such losses one after another, and it is still unspeakably painful.

However, he could only knock out his teeth and swallow them in his stomach. After all, as a cold-blooded man with an arrogant temperament and full of the strength of a strong man, Mo Zunzunlou had always acted in a self-centered and arrogant style.

For such a macho man, it is really difficult to expect him to keep his face down and explain clearly to this group of people in a good-humoured manner. He will clearly explain the whole story of the future, and then everyone will eliminate the misunderstanding. Both parties will be happy and turn enemies into friends. The friendship relationship goes one step further...

Haha, maybe it is indeed ideal.

However, this is absolutely impossible to happen. The picture is simply unimaginable. After all, it is not complicated at all.

I only do what I want to do. If you misunderstand me, you will misunderstand me. Why do I need to explain to others how I behave throughout my life?

——That's right, this is the character of Demon Zunzhenglou. He goes his own way and doesn't use his nostrils to see people. It's already very good. Anyway, he will never bother to explain anything, even if he is misunderstood by the people he values ​​​​and cares about. Change your mind easily.

So what's there to say? He deserves to be the only one who can't compete with Xu Changqing.

For various reasons, Zixuan gritted her teeth towards him and hated him extremely much. Moreover, Chonglou had never thought about the troubles and troubles his actions had caused to Zixuan.

Well, because Zixuan's plan is very secretive, so the Demon Lord doesn't know about it, so this makes sense. But even if he was aware of Zixuan's distrust, vigilance and wariness towards him, he didn't consider the reason at all.

——Don’t explain, don’t care…

——Whatever you think, I only do what I should do...

——To protect silently and secretly, it sounds quite affectionate and pleasant, but does it have any practical significance?

The answer is of course no. Zixuan doesn't even know what this devil is thinking, and she doesn't even know that the other person actually likes her. If the hope was slim to begin with, then not even knowing about it completely cut off that slim hope.

It's still the same principle. If you do something, there may be only one in 10,000 or even lower chance of success. But if you don't even do it, then there will be no chance at all.

It's like buying a lottery ticket and directly winning a billion-dollar jackpot. Although the chance is so slim that it can be ignored, if you don't even buy a lottery ticket and ignore the most necessary prerequisites, how can you possibly win any prize? What about opportunities? That's the truth, so it's normal for Demon Zunzunlou to be unable to defeat Xu Changqing.

Even now, He didn't say anything. He just took action with a dark face, trying to catch Zixuan, Jingtian and others. Although his intention was not to hurt them, but because he was afraid that Xia Ran would do this. So I want to take the initiative to protect this group of people.

However, this scene is really unconvincing. Think about it——

Although everyone knew him, he was a demon that no one had a good impression of. As soon as they met, he pounced on them with great ferocity and started to take action without saying a word...

Moreover, Manjuan is full of demonic energy. In addition to the ominous crimson blood light, the special effects are the eerie evil energy and black fire, tearing the sky and the earth, and the ferocity is shocking. It is like a super devil, terrifying and peerless.

Such a person says that he is worried that they will be harmed, so he wants to protect them... Well, I'm sorry, even if there is no deduction for the initial impression, but who believes it?

Let’s take a look, where is the other person?

The style of painting is unconventional and refined, with divine edges and colors, just like being banished from the world. The moment he takes action, there is such a majestic and majestic atmosphere. The magic and magical power permeate the heaven and earth. The divine clouds are flowing, the mist is rising into the sky, and the weather is myriad. It seems that it is in the sky. Interpret the laws and principles of the world and promote the movement of the wheel of heaven and earth.

Even if he does nothing and simply stands in the world like this, he can be called a peerless magnificence, as if he is the co-master of yin and yang, and the origin of Qi Dao.

Although he is neither a god nor a demon, it is hard to imagine why he has such vast supernatural powers, far beyond the so-called immortals. But there is no doubt that although this is some doubts, no one thinks there is any problem at all.

The style of painting is very important, and the favorability brought by the initial impression is also very important, so Zixuan and others immediately made a very "wise" choice to stay away from the devil and get as close as possible to this unfathomable immortal god.

In this battle, this point played a decisive role, because Chonglou really didn't want to hurt this group of people... well, at least except for Xu Changqing, he didn't want to hurt anyone else.

So when He and Xia Ran competed in a tug-of-war across the void, they would naturally be wary of using too much force. After all, the two sides of the tug-of-war might have nothing to do, but the "rope" used in the tug-of-war could easily be broken by the huge force.

In addition, while Zixuan and others are protecting themselves, they are also working hard to stay away from Chonglou and want to get close to Xia Ran...

——The result can be imagined.

"Everyone, get behind me!"

Xia Ranyun was calm and unpredictable, and with one palm he held away the people who finally came to him. At the same time, he pointed across the sky, reaching up to the sky and down to the ground, striking across the darkened face. The red-haired demon god left, causing the entire void to shake.

Before Zixuan and the others could react, they felt a blur in front of their eyes, the sky and the earth were spinning, the scenery changed and the space was displaced. When they looked closely, they found that they had suddenly left the battlefield and were thrown hundreds of miles away behind the Taoist.

A rumble exploded in the center of the battlefield, like the roar of thousands of divine thunders. The onlookers in the distance all turned pale and their spirits were shaken.

There were even some disciples whose cultivation was not stable and their souls were shaken. They couldn't catch their breath and fell off the flying sword. Although he still has the spontaneous spiritual power to protect his body, there is still no danger to his life, but it is estimated that he may lose his arms and legs.

But it's also not a big deal. As long as you return to the sect later, there are many panaceas.

Of course, the most holy medicine made of the flesh and bones of the living dead is hard to find, but there are a lot of them on the market for treating traumatized muscles and bones. Even the cultivating sects that are not good at alchemy can mass-produce and wholesale them. People who lost their limbs in the morning will be cured in the afternoon. He was jumping around like nothing happened, which is not unusual.

The people from the Qionghua sect who had just chased after them were also distracted at the moment, watching the battle at the end of the horizon from afar on the other side of the battlefield.

Murong Ziying was the leader of all the disciples. Naturally, he had a solemn expression and sharp eyes. Although he did not recognize Chonglou, he recognized another person. At this moment, deep down in his heart, he was completely different from the calm appearance on the surface, and he was even a little collapsed.

He firmly remembered that this person had said the idea of ​​collecting the Five Spirit Pearls, which happened not long ago.

Murong Ziying herself was worried about the Shui Lingzhu, the treasure of her sect, which was stolen tonight. At that time, he immediately thought of a suspect, but then he discovered that the thieves who broke into the sect were all strangers, which made him relieved.

However, after chasing him all the way here, Murong Ziying still found a familiar suspect... Is this too much of a coincidence? !

And I think of the time when the thieves who were chasing them all the way came over, the group of people screamed and yelled, saying that the water spirit beads were not taken by them. When they went to Taiyi Palace, the spirit beads had disappeared. …

The corners of Murong Ziying's mouth twitched slightly, he probably already knew what was going on.

"Uncle Ziying..."

Huaishuo came to his side and asked in a low voice.

"This matter is no longer something we can interfere with. When I return, I will report the truth to the leader and let her decide..." Murong Ziying shook her head and whispered.

Huaishuo looked at his uncle with some surprise. He subconsciously felt that his uncle should not be so obedient. Shouldn't he be the first to be unable to bear this situation and use his sword brazenly?

Murong Ziying just shook his head. He had another long dream last night. It was so real and scary that the impression in his subconscious mind was naturally more profound. It was like he had grown a lot and gained a lot of insights.

It's okay to hate evil as much as hatred, but you have to consider the limitations of your own abilities. Moreover, even if you don't put your own life in your eyes, you still have to be responsible for the disciples of the younger generation behind you. It is even more valuable to be knowledgeable about worldly affairs and sophisticated in human feelings.

"Let's get out of here now!"

On the other side, Zixuan stabilized her mind, cast a grateful glance behind her, then urged, and summoned her spiritual power to lead everyone to leave the battlefield quickly.

"But, this real person..."

Xu Changqing was a little uneasy, and felt that the young Taoist had just saved him and others and was still fighting hard. But he and others turned around and left. Isn't this very kind?

"If we stay, we will only drag down the Taoist priest. We can't do anything except help..."

Zixuan said calmly and rationally, wasn't this the reason why the other party moved her and others here and then stopped the angry big devil alone?