This master brother is not right

No human voice can be heard in Dawang Village.

I don’t know if those mortals escaped, or they all died in the poisonous mist released by the demon.

No……

Possibly, they are all dead.

togetherTian looked at the scene of confrontation between Buddha and demon in the distance.

Although he didn’t know the name of the remote village right now, he roughly remembered where it was from the scene in front of him – the place where the third junior sister was before going up the mountain!

Dawang Village!

In the game “Xiandao Zhengfeng”, many Xianxia elements have been added, and most of the protagonist templates are cool elements, but there are exceptions.

That’s the route of the third junior sister.

This route is a typical useless counterattack. The protagonist’s aptitude is very poor, the worst of the four protagonists, but her useless counterattack does not make people feel refreshed.

Because in this route.

You can’t see how cool it is.

You can see the abuser and all kinds of misunderstandings.

You can also see the sadness of unrequited love, the helplessness of a third party, and the blood and pain of a love triangle in the later stage.

And most importantly…

Dead mistress!

And he was still out of his wits.

The kind that is basically impossible to save.

It can be said that the third junior sister’s game route is the most tragic, the most ups and downs, and the most delicate line of emotional portrayal. If you want to play happily, then don’t take this route.

But the amazing thing is…

After the players finished the four main lines, what they liked the most was this sadomasochistic line.

There are more male players than female players.

There are a lot of male mothers in this line, and they keep pumping tissues and wiping their tears while playing!

Especially after the heroine’s body was completely buried in the landslide, the third junior sister shed tears of blood and kept pawing away the rocks with both hands like crazy.

——Just a few pages of text descriptions made countless male mothers weep.

It hurts like hell.

It’s really weird.

Speaking of which, Qi Tian also cried when he played this line.

…That’s all right.

All in all, in this route.

The protagonist’s background is very, very ordinary.

She is a fisherman’s daughter who fishes with her parents in Dawang Village. She doesn’t have any special physique, nor does she have any spiritual roots against the heavens. She even has the worst understanding.

And the reason why she was able to enter the Qingyun Immortal Sect.

It was because Dawang Village suffered an indiscriminate disaster and was massacred overnight by demonic people.

She was the only one left alive.

The master teacher sympathized with her, so he made an exception and accepted her into the mountain gate.

It’s just that Zhu Feng first disliked this fisherwoman’s stupidity, and no one wanted her, so she had no choice but to throw her to Shenjian Peak to become an outer disciple.

Later, because of her hard work, she was especially accepted by Wang Shu as a true biography.

After thinking about it, Qi Tian understood the current situation.

The villagers of Dawang Village are probably all dead.

And all of this is just that the demonic monster wants to kill a certain Buddhist eminent monk, so he sacrificed his blood to the mortals in the village, and arranged this poisonous and smoky demonic formation!

Qi Tian thought about the plot.

He raised his eyebrows and understood the general situation.

Even the identities of the two warring parties were almost recalled, and the eyes suddenly became a little complicated.

“So, have I caught up with the biggest turning point in Third Junior Sister’s life?”

“That sorcerer is still a certain elder of my Qingyun.”

“This man is insidious and cunning, and he is the chief culprit who later put Qingyun in the predicament of exterminating his family.”

He sighed slightly in his heart.

It’s a pity that he has been lazy at Shenjian Peak for the past three years.

I haven’t been in contact with that villain elder, and I don’t have the ability to expose his true face…

“no matter what.”

“First observe a wave secretly.”

Holding his newly acquired pet, he took out Taiyi Wuyanluo and threw it on him for defense.

He concealed his tracks.

…

…

In a dilapidated grass temple.

Master Yuanzhen sighed.

He felt a little bit regretful in his immovable Zen.

If I had known earlier, after taking away the blood cloud flag, I should have returned to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Zen School as soon as possible.

Instead of visiting Qing Yunmen on a whim.

You shouldn’t stay at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, otherwise, how could you be targeted by that monster?

Even more implicated the mortals in this village.

Yuan Zhen looked at the poisonous mist that filled the surroundings with compassion, and said lightly, “Your Excellency is highly skilled. If you need anything, you can just ask the old monk. Why do you want to attack a little girl?”

A hoarse voice came from the black air: “Yuanzhen bald donkey, let me ask again, will you give the blood cloud flag or not?!”

Yuan Zhen didn’t answer, but just advised: “This place is at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, if Master Qingyun and the heads know that you are slaughtering mortals here, I’m afraid your Excellency will inevitably suffer the sword of Zhu Xian.”

The man spoke with disdain, and there was hatred and jealousy in the disdain: “What is the Qingyunmen, and what is the Zhuxian Sword! Don’t talk too much, just give me the blood cloud flag.”

Yuanzhen put his palms together and said nothing.

“Hey! If you hesitate any longer, this poor little girl will die by my hands!”

Floating in the black air was a little fisherman’s girl in plain clothes.

He was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a delicate and immature face, and had already passed out in a coma at this time.

The old monk’s eyes widened with anger, and he immediately roared like a lion: “Amitabha, monks are merciful, I will definitely not let this child be murdered by you.”

The man in the black air said with a sinister smile, “Don’t call, save her if you have the ability…”

Yuan Zhen said in a low voice: “Your Excellency is so virtuous, why are your methods so despicable? You want this child to exchange for that blood cloud flag, so why don’t you come out and see him to show your sincerity?”

In an instant!

Around this small grass temple.

The dark wind was blowing, and the demon energy was strong.

The devilish energy spreads out in all directionsinvisible.

A tall and thin man slowly fell from midair. He was wearing a set of night clothes necessary for a hero in the forest. He couldn’t see his face clearly, only a pair of eyes were shining fiercely.

Yuan Zhen opened his Dharma Eyes and looked at it for a while, then sighed slightly: “Although you tried your best to cover up your own aura and used many magic methods…but you couldn’t hide the foundation of Daoism after all.”

“Tsk, so what if you see through it?”

“Amitabha, why should this Daoist be persistent? You must know that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and you will be right when you turn around…”

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and he said sharply, “Turning back is a dead end! Let’s stop talking nonsense, there is no chance of good things today! I want you to die without a place to bury you!”

As soon as he changed his hand formula, he took out a black magic fire gourd, chanted a mantra in his mouth, and when he opened the cover, a small banner flew out, and the mantra of the magic way was painted on the banner.

The little flag flutters when it sees the wind!

As soon as the man in black pointed at it, a cloud of fire from the Heavenly Demon surged into a ball and flew towards Master Yuanzhen.

The old monk glared at King Kong.

The Buddha’s light behind him forcibly extinguished the yin fire of the demon, and at the same time, he threw out another Buddha’s light, pulling the unconscious little girl over with lightning speed.

Master Yuanzhen will do the lion’s roar again.

“The evil devil heretics, even a little trick is here to show off—hiss!”

Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Zhen’s whole body was shaken suddenly.

He quickly threw the unconscious little girl out, looked at his wrist in shock, and found that his wrist had already been bitten by a monster, and that arm turned gray in an instant.

He hurriedly used the Buddha’s light to detoxify, but his vision was still dark.

The body that was originally as stable as a mountain is already crumbling and unable to support it.

Yuan Zhen looked at the poison that bit him.

That thing was hidden in the little girl’s hair.

As soon as he approached, he took a bite silently, and just one bite made him, a Buddhist master who was equivalent to the early stage of transformation into a god, poisoned by a strange poison, and almost lost all his combat power.

The poison was unusual.

It looked like a two-inch spider.

The light is green, the poisonous haze is thick, the mouth is pointed, and what’s more frightening is that it has four eyes and six ears.

“Wen spider!”

Yuan Zhen screamed, with a hint of despair already in her tone.

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Why isn’t this place called Caomiao Village?

Don’t ask, asking is a tribute. .