After saying that, the old Taoist figure instantly turned to Qing Zui, and a golden seal was formed in his hand, which hit Qing Zui's heart.

Qingzhui did not block or hide, and he took this move. she can hear

The sound of "Kala" was a scar from the chest cavity to the shoulder, and her body cracked a hard hole like pottery.

Recalling how hard she had to condense the clay little by little a hundred years ago, and pinching this body, Qing Chuan only sighed in her heart. Has this life finally come to an end...

Qinghui's eyes were dim, and even Lao Dao's face could not be seen clearly. Suddenly, she only felt a warm breath covering her shoulders, gently supporting her broken body.

"Dare to bully Qing Zhe, you are not small!"

A low male voice sounded behind her, and then she was brought into a warm and generous chest: "Ye Qing'an is here, if you want to trouble me, be bold."

Ye Qingan...

Ye Qing'an still couldn't let go of Qingzhe, still worried about her safety, worried about her life... how stupid...

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Seeing Ye Qingan appearing, the eight old Taoists sank as if facing a great enemy.

The two sides were deadlocked for a while, and one of the old Taoists in Tsing Yi finally couldn't help saying: "Ye Qingan, if you close the Heavenly Step Formation now and seal the power of killing gods, it is not too late. you."

"Heh, a joke!" Ye Qingan smiled coldly, "I've activated the Heavenly Stepping Formation, and I've used the power to kill the gods, how are you guys doing?"

The eight Taoist priests were all shocked, and some people immediately counted their fingers to find out where the bloody disaster was happening in the four directions. And the more they probed their expressions, the more confused they became. In the end, it was the old Taoist who injured Qingzhui and exclaimed, "You use the power of killing gods to save her life!"

Only then did everyone turn their attention to Qing Ping, but saw that the wound on her shoulder had slowly healed, and her complexion had faded from paleness and gradually became rosy.

Ye Qingan stared at them coldly. Someone shook his head and said: "If you change your life against the sky, you won't get good results in the end."

"What's wrong with you!"

"Forget it, Qingzhui can't leave this step in the sky for a day. Since the power of killing gods is not used for other purposes, let's go."

"Have I told you to leave?" Ye Qing'an's eyes were bloodshot, and murderous aura overflowed immediately. Ye Qing'an actually had murderous intentions today, and yù let a few of them bury their bones here.

The corner of his clothes was held, Ye Qingan turned his face slightly, but saw Qingzhui staring at him and slowly shaking his head: "You killed them, but let me live, Qingan, are you punishing me?"

After a moment of murderous intent, Ye Qingan clenched his fists, as if he had managed to hold back his anger, and he shouted sharply, "Go away!" The murderous aura swept across, swept the surrounding trees to a dwarf, and the eight Taoist priests settled in the dust. neither after

seen a trace.

The small courtyard was clean again, and Qing Zui leaned on Ye Qing'an's chest and did not want to leave. She asked softly, "I told you that you were so angry that you would never come back."

Ye Qingan snorted coldly, and said angrily after a moment of silence: "I won't come again, but who told you to be Qingzhui. I'm just angry that you won't believe me, but I didn't want you to die." Qing settled down and explained in a somewhat unaccustomed way: "Your life can only be saved by the power of killing the gods. I am leaving to activate the Heavenly Step Array."

Qing Zui gently wrapped around his waist and said, "At the beginning, I wasn't that desperate, I pulled back your soul, and gave the green jade hairpin to my old friend, and told her to go to another world to find you, you I should have seen her. Qing An, I have been waiting for your return, and I have never been able to feel at ease..."

Qing Zhe seldom said such things to him, and his heart softened with two explanations.

That's it, but it's all old stuff...

"Qing'an, let's make some sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed. Can you help me pick some sweet-scented osmanthus?"

"……it is good."

The author has something to say: ah, it's actually a washing utensil, it's strange~ pfft...

☆, ghost baby (on)

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Mo Shanhao, trespassed on the 99th Heaven, killed 30,000 soldiers, destroyed the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, burned the Lingxiao Hall, and committed the following crimes.

A piece of destiny pushed him into the dark pagoda. Shang Hao still remembered the disgusting smile that the Buddha, who had always been high above, still wore when the gold chain passed through his lute bone. The Great Buddha took out a lamp and said, "Sheng Hao, this is an ever-bright lamp. It lights a fire that never goes out. If this lamp goes out one day, it will be God's will. Then you can come out of this pagoda."

Sheng Hao disapproved and said, "How can the unquenchable fire be extinguished, you old bald donkey will not change the color of the devil."

The big Buddha didn't say much, just smiled and disappeared.

Chapter One

A strange voice sounded in the empty tower, Sheng Hao opened his eyes slightly, first glanced at the lamp that had been emitting a faint light, and seeing that its flame had not gone out, then turned his eyes to look under his feet. The group that made the sound... ròu.

He raised his eyebrows and saw the ball sitting upright slowly, two obsidian-like eyes staring at him with a round face.

"mother!"

The ròu ball called out the word softly and clearly, and the voice swayed back and forth in the stupa for a while, and when he heard it, Sheng Hao narrowed his eyes subtly: "Little devil, do you want to die?"

"Mother!" Xiao Ròuqiu called out again with a smile, and then rolled on the floor happily.

As usual, the ball would have already become bloody blurred, but now Sheng Hao's limbs are separated and covered, and he can't exert a single force. .

She had a great time rolling, and looked up at Sheng Hao again, as if wondering why he didn't come to hug her. She looked around for a while, then climbed to the corner of the stupa, and climbed up crookedly along the thick iron chain that bound the right foot of Sheng Hao. This little guy was unexpectedly energetic, and after a while, he hugged Hao Hao's knee, and called out again with a crisp "mother".

The corners of Sheng Hao's mouth twitched. It was the first time that such a guy who was not afraid of death dared to rub against him, Sa Ye, he gritted his teeth and held back his anger. Ride on his shoulders.

"Ròuball, you have a lot of courage."

As if to confirm his words, the child began to play with his hair, pulling and pulling and having fun.

The big devil who swept the heavens was bullied by a small ball.

After playing for a while, the child was tired again, his head leaned beside his cheek, and he fell asleep quietly against his blue veins beating forehead. The soft face rubs against his cold outline

On the hard face, ròu's pouting mouth seemed to kiss his cheek, and the warm feeling suddenly broke the anger of Shang Hao.

"Mother... kiss."

Forget it, it's just a little kid... Before he finished his words of comfort, he felt a wet liquid slide down his shoulders warmly, dripping wet half of his body.

Actually, she was actually riding on his shoulder... urinating!

Sheng Hao clenched his hands into fists, gritted his teeth and said, "If you tell me which Xianjun's child you are, and if I can get out of this broken tower one day, I will definitely flood his mansion with horse urine!"

The child slept soundly, and the saliva also smeared on Shang Hao's face: "Kiss."

Sheng Hao turned his head angrily, and only after he had calmed down a little did he realize that this stupa was restricted by the Great Buddha, and even the Jade Emperor might not be able to get in. In the end, this little guy... Sheng Hao's eyes fell. Above the ever-bright lamp left by the Great Buddha. He calmed down and carefully examined the breath of the child and the lamp.

After a while, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "God help me too! I actually made this lamp give birth to a lamp spirit."

The ever-bright lamp does not go out, but the lamp spirit will die. If this guy dies, he will be able to regain his freedom. At that time, he destroyed this stupa, and nothing in the world can imprison him.

Just how can he kill this little guy? His mana was sealed, and there was no one in the stupa to help him. Could it be that he wanted to say to the ball: "Go to hell, okay?"

Chapter two

Sheng Hao couldn't figure it out, but time was pulling the ball up day by day, and she gradually emerged from a round ball of spiritual energy in the absorption tower to a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. Unknowingly, they have been with them for three hundred years.

Sheng Hao looked forward to her death every day, but watched her grow up. She always called him "mother" at first, and later called him "father", but when Sheng Hao told her viciously, "What is Laozi and you? It doesn't matter at all." After a while, Ròuqiu was very lost before asking:

"Then what's your name?"

"Jian Hao."

"Then what's my name?"

Sheng Hao stared at her round face for a while: "You are a pastime."

"Xiaoqian?" A smile formed on her red face, "I like this name, and the name of Sheng Hao is also very nice."

This little guy is extremely noisy. In three hundred years, she has learned to speak from his few words. She always has countless questions to ask him. When his heart is good, he will answer two, and when his heart is bad Closing eyes and pretending to be deaf. These few days coincided with the fact that Shan Hao's heart was extremely bad, Xiao Qian asked him what

do not agree.

Xiaoqian muttered, "You always ignore me, Xiaoqian also has a temper, I also ignore you, I'm leaving."

Sheng Hao sneered: "You can go." The stupa has the seal of the Great Buddha. If it is so easy to get out, he...

When he opened his eyes, he happened to see Xiao Qian's figure easily passing through the closed tower door and walking out. He narrowed his eyes subtly and cursed: "Great Buddha, all beings are equal, you let the dog eat it."

After Xiaoqian left, he disappeared for a long time, and the silence in the stupa made Sheng Hao a little uncomfortable. He suddenly thought, if that noisy brat never came back, wouldn't he have to be imprisoned like this forever, but even if she came back, he would have to be imprisoned... Maybe she went outside If he died unexpectedly, or was killed by someone, it seemed to be more beneficial to him to let Xiao Qian go.

But what is this inexplicable loss in my heart? It's like letting someone else lead a pig to eat.

Sheng Hao closed his eyes irritably, that's all, he was trapped here and could only resign himself to fate.

Sheng Hao was woken up by the sound of crying. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Qian sitting on the ground, crying bitterly while hugging his knees. Looking closely, he found that there were still marks of being beaten on her arm. Squinting, he said coldly, "Who was beaten?"

Xiaoqian cried with snot and tears on her face, and said vaguely, "I was bitten by a dog, the dog in the palace with three eyes, fierce..."

Sheng Hao felt uncomfortable and thought to himself: This girl has bullied me for so many years, and I haven't beaten her yet, how dare you do it. This fight hasn't killed him yet, and he came back half-dead and cried so badly.

"The people outside are so ugly, with long hair and folds on their faces, they're not as good-looking as you are." Xiao Qian complained while crying, and when Sheng Hao heard this, the corners of his lips quietly curved, and Xiao Qian said again, "Injured It hurts so much, Sheng Hao, do those two gold chains on your back hurt you? Do you hurt?" She didn't cry very desolately, as if she was the one who was wearing the pipa bone.

Sheng Hao was stunned for a while by her words. He was born with a demon body, immortal and immortal. Everyone was afraid of him. How could anyone care if he was in pain? There is still peace in this world.