"You are looking for death—"
The middle-aged Taoist priest stood up gloomily. A-Lian happily got up and ran away, totally ignoring how ugly she looked naked.
The next second, her delicate neck was grabbed by a big hand. The woman widened her eyes in fear and looked at the three people pleadingly. Suddenly, there was a "crack" and the bones were dislocated. A Lian fell softly to the ground, her snow-white skin wrinkled like an old woman.
Xihe turned away, Shaoheng pursed his lips and stopped her behind him, but said to Cheng Fan: "You owe me a life, now it's time to pay it back."
Cheng Fan:!!! The demonic Taoist priest on the opposite side walked towards us step by step, his body full of evil spirit, and he looked like a demon who had gone astray.
Cheng Fan couldn't help but curse: "Shao Heng, you uncle, if you want Grandpa to die, just say it!"
No matter how powerful he is, his acupoints were locked and he had to drain blood for three years. He didn't even have time to recover, and then he was forced to face a crazy middle-stage Jindan cultivator. This Shao Heng is simply not a human being!
Shao Heng had already picked up Xi He and quickly fled out the door. The demon was furious and attacked violently.
Cheng Fan cursed in his heart, but stopped him without hesitation. He was slapped in the face and flew backwards, knocking down the rockery in the yard. He couldn't stand up for a long time, but when he turned around, the two guys were gone.
The demon's hair was flying as he approached step by step. Cheng Fan staggered to his feet, but sneered in his heart. He didn't expect that Cheng Lang, who was in charge of Prison Mountain and was ruthless and impartial in the past, would die for two little ghosts he had only known for a short time. Damn, what a changing world!
He rushed forward to block the way again and again, but was knocked away again and again. Soon Cheng Fan became a bloody cover, feeling dizzy and staggering all over.
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"Miss, can you wait for me here? If I haven't come out by dark, you can go down the mountain."
Shao Heng placed Xihe behind a huge rock, straightened her clothes, and couldn't help but press her head into his chest. He took a deep breath, and finally turned around and re-entered the cave after giving her some instructions.
Xihe stared at his disappearing back, the smile on his face slowly faded, and he sat down on a rock, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance.
At this moment, the setting sun in the sky was as red as blood, illuminating half of the sky magnificently. The wind was strong on the top of the mountain, and the strong wind rustled the welcoming pine trees beside the boulder. She couldn't help but squint her eyes, and her white skirt fluttered.
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Shao Heng walked into the cave, and a figure flew towards him. He subconsciously stepped aside, and Cheng Fan fell to the ground with a "bang".
Shao Heng: "..." He stepped forward and helped him up, "How are you?"
Cheng Fan's eyes were swollen and bruised. He barely opened them a crack and saw him. He started coughing violently: "You, your uncle, you can't see. I'm going to die!"
Shao Heng looked at him and asked, "Are there any elixirs that can make people crazy, or any techniques that can make blood vessels violent?"
Cheng Fan was speechless. He pointed at the mad demon and said, "He's already so crazy, and you still want him to continue his manic behavior? As for that technique, it sounds evil. Is it something a righteous immortal like me would do?"
Shao Heng: "Forget it." He let go of him, stood up and looked at the demon who was smashing things everywhere like a mad lion.
He picked up the sword on the ground, casually cut his palm, and walked towards the demon.
A strong smell of blood filled the air. The demon suddenly turned around, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he ran over quickly, staring at the blood, muttering "Blood, I want blood"!
Cheng Fan was shocked and spat out a mouthful of blood without time to wipe it off: "Are you crazy? Come back!"
Shao Heng stared at the demon's crazy face, narrowed his eyes, raised his palm, and slashed it again.
Blood dripped onto the ground, and the black lines on the demon's face became more and more numerous, as if they were alive and crawling around. Black smoke emerged from the demon's body, and he struggled to reach out to him.
"Ah!" The demon covered his head, knelt on the ground, his face full of pain.
But as more and more blood came out, the black fog became thicker and thicker, transforming into a terrifying and hideous monster, showing a greedy look towards Shao Heng.
Cheng Fan was dumbfounded, staring at everything in front of him, almost unable to believe his eyes, muttering: "Fuck, where does this kid come from?"
Shao Heng also wanted to know, but it didn’t matter now. He stared at the ferocious monster and slowly approached.
The monster's mouth was drooling, and it finally couldn't help but lower its head and swallow the demon Taoist in one gulp. In an instant, the demon Taoist's eyes turned dark, and his limbs stiffened. He stretched out his hand to grab Shao Heng, opened his mouth wide, and bit him on the neck.
In an instant, a torrent of blood rushed into the monster's mouth. The monster whimpered with pleasure and sucked harder.
Shao Heng's face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and insisted on not moving. Instead, he relaxed his body and let the monster suck it more smoothly. At this time, his cultivation level increased little by little, from the late Jindan stage to the perfect Jindan stage and finally the great Jindan stage.
"Fuck!" Cheng Fan was shocked and couldn't hold it in any longer. He stood up and rushed over, "Shao Heng, stop it!"
Nascent Soul Stage!
The sky was filled with turbulent clouds, and a heavy pressure locked the entire cave.
The monster looked up in confusion. What the hell?
Crack, a bolt of lightning struck down from above his head, hitting the cave, and the restrictions vibrated and hummed.
The monster shuddered, its legs shaking with fear. The next second, an even thicker bolt of lightning struck, breaking the restriction and smashing into the demon's body.
The thunder with the destructive intention made the monster scream sharply, and it subconsciously jumped into the body of the demon. Shao Heng grabbed it.
The monster was in disbelief, but the young man showed a cold smile, grabbed it tightly, and threw it into the robbery cloud. With crackling sounds, the monster trembled and twitched all over due to the electric shock, and the thick black mist on its body gradually became lighter.
"Hurry up and retreat. The robbery cloud doesn't recognize anyone. Don't get struck down by accident."
Cheng Fan hurriedly pulled him back. They stood not far away, watching the demons and monsters gradually disappear under the calamity clouds without any resistance.
The calamity clouds dispersed, and the two men stepped forward. Cheng Fan kicked the black stick on the ground, and the demon's heavy body shook without a sound. Cheng Fan was overjoyed. Without saying a word, he raised his machete and chopped the man into seven or eight pieces like chopping a melon. The man could no longer get up.
He was panting and holding the sword. He turned around and was about to talk to Shao Heng, but saw that he was holding a black bead in his hand and looking at it carefully with a frown.
Cheng Fan hurried over: "What is it?"
Shao Heng took his hand away, put it in his arms, and said lightly: "Nothing."
Cheng Fan: ...this hanged man.
He threw the machete away and happily rushed into the house, rummaging through the room for the storage ring, screaming.
However, when he came out with the things, Shao Heng was gone again. He hurriedly looked everywhere and finally saw the two of them looking at each other affectionately outside the cave.
Under the golden glow of the evening glow, a young man and a young woman stood under the welcoming pine trees. One was beautiful and charming, while the other had bloodstained clothes but a smile on her face. She called out "Miss" while her arms were domineeringly wrapped around her slender waist: "Miss, I'm back."
Xihe touched the wound on his neck with her fingertips, and Xiumei frowned slightly: "You are injured again."
Shao Heng shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."
He stared at her intently, without blinking.
Xihe sighed, took the handkerchief from her waist and tied it around him: "If you do this again next time, I'll be angry."
Shao Heng: "Okay, I'll be more careful next time."
"Hiss", Cheng Fan rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and hid in the cave tactfully.
(End of this chapter)
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