Chapter 148 The Demon Cultivator Seizes the Survival Handbook (2)
Chapter 148 The Demon Cultivator Seizes the Survival Handbook (2)
Chapter 148 The Demon Cultivator's Survival Handbook ([-])
The sky is getting late, the sky is full of fiery red sunset clouds, and the cool wind is blowing.
Suddenly, a melodious piece of music floated in from afar. This is a melodious, smooth and smooth piece of music. Shadows of moving sails, fishermen singing softly...
Su Shunqing's rations fell to the ground in shock from the music. She glanced at it regrettably, but the silly camel beside her bent down and gnawed off the steamed buns. , Resounding on the shore of Pengli”.
This song is familiar to everyone, and it is the famous song "Fishing Boat Singing Evening" that shocked the flower growers.
At this time, the music gradually accelerated and fell layer by layer, expressing the connotation of "singing late" in a wonderful and interesting way, making people unconsciously immersed in the lively and interesting music.
A figure floated from a distance. He was dressed in green clothes, with a high crown and a high belt. His figure was flexible and elegant. His fingertips kept plucking the strings, and the moving figure didn't slow down at all. But after a while, the person arrived In front of the three of them.
"Ning Yang," Liu Ye shouted overjoyed, a gleam of hope rose from her watery eyes.
Su Shunqing raised her eyes, looked at her calmly, and silently put the dry food into the package beside the silly camel. She silently looked at the fiery red sky and thought to herself, it really is Ning Yang, who came out with her own BGM, convinced!
Yunniang got up immediately, her inverted triangular eyes cast a disdainful glance at Liu Ye, tugged at the rope that bound Liu Yehao's wrist, and snorted disdainfully: "What's your friend, little bastard?" After a pause, Her icy-snake gaze swept towards Ning Yang, and her icy gaze swept across Ning Yang inch by inch, when she saw a palm-sized jade token hanging from Ning Yang's white lychee-patterned wide belt, engraved with "" The word "Yuheng" made the eyebrows twitch involuntarily, probably knowing the identity of the visitor.
The sword cultivator of the Yuheng Sword Sect, and Yuyin killed people, could it be... For a while, Yunniang had a bottom line in her mind.
"I don't know why you came here?" Yun Niang eased her tone and asked in a blunt tone. She glanced at Su Shunqing with malicious intent and waited for Ning Yang's next reply. The little girl who came here threw it to him, and at least he could run with the little hoof of Liu Ye.
No one in the world of comprehension knows the temper of Dongshan Yuheng Sword Sect's sword cultivator. It is a hot-tempered sect who can fight without saying anything. If there is a fight, Yunniang really doesn't have much chance of winning in her heart, after all, she is only one person, and if the two little girls in her hands turn against each other, she will be the enemy.
Especially when fighting in the desert of Beimo, if she is not careful, she may be buried in the desert. She finally cultivated to the Nascent Soul, so she should spare her life.
"Kill you," Ning Yang said calmly, he raised his eyebrows, and calmly plucked the Gong Yin of the lyre under his hand. His eyes calmly looked at Liu Ye, and then swept across Su Shunqing. He looked at Su Shunqing's At that moment, the tip of his eyebrows frowned, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.
He pursed his lips and floated into mid-air. With a movement of his slender fingertips, a song "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms" flowed out from under his hand, and then three or four Ning Yangs playing the lyre appeared on the sandy ground around him. This made the music seem to be everywhere and pervasive, and the rich and vigorous Taoist spiritual power poured out from the bottom of his feet, and the circular formation of flickering blue light flickered under his feet, full of murderous aura.
When it was too late, Yunniang immediately recited the spell silently, covered herself with a protective shield, and then summoned her natal weapon. Her natal weapon was a whisk. After calling out the weapon, she pulled the willow Ye's rope was thrown to Su Shunqing, and she warned sharply: "Junior, help me keep an eye on this little hoof. If something goes wrong, you are the only one to ask." The whisk was like a cold sword, carrying the power of thunder, and attacked Ning Yang.
"The younger generation understands," Su Shunqing's lips curved slightly, and she responded obediently. Her eyes lit up like brilliant stars, and a playful look flashed inside her.
Ning Yang's Yuyin murderer pays attention to the way of sound, elegance and calmness, just like a literati and poet reciting a poem. His music is among the laughter and laughter of the playing, killing people invisible, and pouring into the music. Spiritual power, and the all-pervasive music can damage the internal organs of the enemy. People with deep obsessions will also appear in hallucinations, and some even fall into the hallucinations and die in the hallucinations.
"Hey, who do you think will win?" Su Shunqing was not worried about Ning Yang at all, she even had time to strike up a conversation with Liu Ye.
And Liu Ye couldn't help showing her nervous expression from her dirty face, her white teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and her watery eyes stared at the two fighting in midair without blinking. After Su Shunqing's questioning, she shook her head without reason.
"Don't worry, the one who will die will definitely be..." Yun Niang.She bent the corner of her mouth, called out her scimitar from the storage bracelet, and used her spiritual power to cut off the rope binding Liu Ye's hands. A look of surprise flashed in Liu Ye's watery eyes, but Su Shunqing didn't need it at this time. With another disguise, she revealed Ji Wan's gorgeous and unparalleled appearance.
"Benefactor?" Liu Ye's eyes widened in disbelief, and she exclaimed foolishly, "It's you."
Su Shunqing took out a bottle of wound medicine and handed it to her, showing a relaxed smile, and said, "Yes, what a coincidence."
Yunniang felt that she had lost contact with the rope, and she was startled. At this moment, Ning Yang was cutting the sword. He took out the sharp sword hidden in the piano from the piano, and the long sword shone with bloodthirsty coldness under the reflection of the setting sun. Suddenly, Yunniang was startled, and quickly jumped towards Su Shunqing and the two, as if she wanted to use the two of them as hostages to escape.
The mutation happened in the blink of an eye. Yunniang looked at the scimitar piercing her waist in disbelief, and the person using the scimitar was looking at her with a smile. She smiled innocently, but confided Speech that makes people feel like falling into an ice cave.
"No one has ever dared to call themselves my seat in front of me. You won't lose with this knife." Su Shunqing smiled and confided cold words. Yunniang had suffered a little injury from Ning Yang's Leyin when she fought with Ning Yang earlier. , and now she pierced her waist with a knife, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out from her mouth.
Su Shunqing dodged to the side in disgust, and at this moment, Yunniang's claws stretched out to Liu Ye again, caught off guard, and Liu Ye was pulled in her hand again, and her rough old hand pinched Liu Ye's fragile body. Liu Ye suddenly turned pale, her eyes protruded, and she cried out for help in fear: "Help me..." Intermittently, it seemed that the next second she would die on the spot.
Ning Yang's figure rushed over from a distance, and when his gaze passed over Su Shunqing, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and joy flashed in his eyes, even in such a complicated situation, he couldn't conceal the joy in his words , he said: "Fairy, we meet again."
Su Shunqing: ...
What's the joy in such a situation, can I say some hurtful words to the idiot Ji Wan's fanboy?
The two or three things that the boss and the fans have to say, the important things are said three times, the author let himself go!A reminder of the Divine Comedy "Fishing Boat Sings Evening", go and listen to it, there will be wonderful surprises!
(End of this chapter)
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