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Chapter 43: Have you ever heard that Qinglong chant?

"Ahhhh——"

The sudden screams echoed in the mountains, causing birds to fly in the woods far and near.

Bang bang bang...

The soldiers at the foot of the cliff naturally heard this and instinctively grabbed the weapons from their waists. Xu Huaiyu raised his head. The sky turned dark at some point, and a flock of black birds circled in panic in the sky.

"Sir, did you hear that sound just now...?"

Chen Yuan nodded and snorted slightly. He could tell that the screaming sound belonged to that fat man Sun Zhengde. The master was crazy but he would not do anything to someone he knew well.

"Disciple! Disciple, the master is here!"

The figure of the crazy old man in the mountains came happily through the grass and shrubs. The hanging branches and leaves swept over him without paying much attention. After he came over, before Chen Yuan could ask him, the old man's face was full of laughter and he pointed.

Behind him, he pushed back his dry and messy hair in a cool manner.

"Good disciple, my master is telling you that the fat man was chased by a monster... He wanted to compete with his master to see who could run faster... he must have been captured by the monster at this moment, hahaha——"

All the soldiers, including Chen Yuan, looked at the old man with his hands on his hips and laughed proudly, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

"Master, why don't you bring him here with you?"

"...He is not my apprentice."

"Uh, forget it." Chen Yuan didn't want to talk to the old man anymore, so he quickly asked Xu Huaiyu to lead a group of soldiers nearby to find a way down the mountain. He picked up the scroll and put all his puppets in the fat Taoist's basket.

, now I can only use some practical and less complicated techniques to see if I can save Sun Zhengde.

Over there, Xu Huaiyu summoned his subordinates and asked them to explore the way forward and find the way down the mountain. He turned around and saw Chen Yuan flipping through a book, and quickly approached with two of his confidants.

"Sir, won't you come with us?"

"I still want to save people, you go first!"

Chen Yuan didn't even raise her head, and quickly scanned the stories page by page. Her fingertips suddenly stopped, the surrounding trees rustled, and the sound of bells began to sound faintly.

"Let's go!"

Chen Yuan turned around and yelled at Xu Huaiyu. The latter was also stubborn. He pulled out the sword from his waist and stood aside with his two confidants, "Sir, you saved Xu, how could you just leave like this? It's great to die. Anyway, at home

There is Yu'er to carry on the family line."

The two confidants looked at their generals subconsciously: "Duhou, we haven't..."

"Shut up."

"yes."

The two of them hurriedly stopped talking, but they still fearfully held their knives and lined up on the left and right sides of Xu Huaiyu. They swallowed and looked at the white mist rising in the forest ahead.

Figures of people were twisting in the fog, making strange "click" sounds.

"Not a monster."

Chen Yuan's Qi Observation Technique did not feel the evil spirit, but a kind of evil spirit. Thinking about it, he spread his hands and more than ten copper coins appeared in the palm of his hand.

‘Que Xie Formation!’

The moment the thought flashed through his mind, and with the activation of the magic formula, he sprinkled seventeen coppers on the ground, and they formed an orderly circle around several people. These coppers were specially exchanged by Chen Yuan from the broken silver in the market.

, passed through the hands of countless people, and was exposed to many human fireworks.

As everything is used for a long time, it gradually becomes spiritual and can overcome evil intrusions.

Sure enough, the mist that surged in quickly reached two feet and gradually stopped. The crazy old man curiously wanted to step over the copper coins and reached out to touch the mist. Chen Yuan dragged him back. Then he put the scroll in his arms and looked at it.

At the moment of the mist, mist also spread from behind. The surging mist suddenly opened up, and a man's hand stretched out from inside, grabbing Xu Huaiyu and the three people with their backs facing each other.

"What?!" "Duhou, be careful!"

"Sir, there are also..."

At the same time as the hurried words rang out, the outstretched palm was flicked by Xu Huaiyu's ferocious aura. The fingertips could only hook the leather armor. In just a moment, the armor was torn, and the exposed back was a pair of holding hands.

Tattoo of god standing with sword.

The next second.

The statue's eyes suddenly opened slightly, golden light shot out, and the palm holding the leather armor retracted as if on fire, and screams suddenly sounded in the mist.

This made Xu Huaiyu stunned for a moment, and he raised his hand to touch his back: "How can I be so powerful after stabbing this god?"

"Do not talk."

Chen Yuan lowered his voice. In front of his field of vision, the stagnant water mist gradually became thinner, outlining a plump outline. The mist gradually receded, revealing a tight-fitting purple and black dress, and the open pink and white breasts outlined a pair of plump breasts.

Jade, the pretty face under the golden hairpin and precious jade, the eyes seem to be so charming as to enchant one's soul.

Several men with different services were like the woman's subordinates, controlling the surroundings. One of them had a red right hand and was looking at her with hatred.

"Let's see how long these people can last in Chun Gu's hands."

"I guess five breaths."

Amid the playful words, there was a fat figure next to the woman over there, it was Sun Zhengde. His eyes were dull, he was sitting sideways on the ground with a basket on his back, pouting and groping for the hem of the skirt on the woman's legs.

"Kiss...kiss, baby..."

"Mr. Sir, do you want to come over? I can play with you for fun..."

The woman gently caressed the fat Taoist's head, and her sweet voice sounded like a gentle spring rain, making people's hearts beat wildly. Chen Yuan glanced at Xu Huaiyu and the other three, and the expressions on their faces were gradually becoming demented.

However, he only had some feeling. After all, there are too many fascinating things in later generations...

"Girl, that's it?"

Chen Yuan's words made the woman opposite him stunned for a moment. Immediately, a more seductive smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a charming glance in his eyes, he gently brushed the long gauze sleeves and said "yo" in his mouth.

"I can't tell that this husband has good concentration, but I don't know if he can hold me down."

The word 'body' suddenly rose up, and the woman's sleeves rolled up in the wind, stretched instantly, and came towards Chen Yuan. The seventeen coppers placed on the ground also rose up as Chen Yuan waved the spell.

He wrapped his long sleeves up and spun around quickly.

There was a series of hissing sounds, and the gauze flew out like butterflies.

'Return to the formation!' Chen Yuan waved his hand. As the copper coins fell to the ground, he grabbed them from the air. The basket on the back of the fat Taoist dragged his fat body towards this side. He gestured.

Pick: More than ten large and small dolls suddenly flew towards the woman two steps away, and they were all over her body in an instant.

Almost at the same moment.

Feeling the fabric being torn apart and the skin feeling bitten, the woman used her magic power to shake the wooden sculptures climbing on her body and send them flying backwards one by one.

She turned around and reached out to grab the Taoist priest next to her, but she grabbed nothing.

look up.

The fat Taoist priest has been moved to the man's side, and there are even four wooden sculptures different from the puppets floating in front of him, each holding a knife, a spear, a mace, and a whip, and there is a faint magical golden light.

Incense?

The woman frowned slightly, and the next moment, she raised her white arm, and the string of bells tied to her wrist began to sway gently and slowly.

Ding ding ding…

There were six copper bells attached to it, each with a different timbre. When mixed together, there was a strange feeling. Xu Huaiyu and the two soldiers felt dizzy and their feet were limp, as if they had been drained of all their strength.

Usually swaying in place.

Ding ding ding…

The sound of the bell continued, Chen Yuan flipped his fingers, and a giant shadow appeared behind him, with a leopard's head and eyes, and a dark tiger's beard. He leaned down with a spear and opened his mouth to roar.

"roll!"

Just like a tiger roaring in the forest, the forest tilted and swayed, the woman's clothes were blown close to her charming body, her face suddenly turned red, and she shouted: "Come together!"

The figures watching the excitement all around restrained their laughter and used their spells one after another, or rushed over with their physical bodies.

Xu Huaiyu and the other two people also woke up at this time. When they saw the approaching figure, they hurriedly waved their swords to meet them. He had the spirit of a dragon and a tiger, and he directly hit the approaching figure and knocked him back. The crazy old man was running around in the fight.

Go, a man who cast a spell on him as if he was playing smiled and said: "Can't hit, can't hit..."

More than a dozen puppets opened and closed their mouths and climbed towards the figure standing on a high place casting spells.

Here, Chen Yuan recited the magic formula and blew out a stream of black smoke from his mouth. When the smoke fell to the ground, it turned into a bunch of black insects and went to help the master. When he turned around, the sound of tinkling sounds was like a gust of wind.

——The door god!

Four statues of several meters tall appeared as phantoms, and the divine light closed, instantly isolating the sound of the bell. However, as the sound echoed, the woman's skirt flew, and she jumped into a nearby big tree. The moment her body shook, she passed by.

The four statues below took off the bells on their wrists, and their plump figures threw green smoke towards Chen Yuan.

The latter raised his face, held his magic skills, and the statue of Qin Qiong swept out a mace, but the woman dodged it. The wind howled, and the second mace followed closely, hitting her in the abdomen, and was thrown into the air, knocking her away.

Thick layers of branches.

However, as the woman flew out, the bell was thrown from her hand, and the magic light bloomed. A bell broke away from the buckle, rubbed the armpit of the statue and hit Chen Yuan. There was a loud bang, and the magic power contained in it exploded.

The light emitted pushed him away, passed over the heads of Xu Huaiyu and others, and hit the cliff behind. Gravel and sawdust rolled down, falling on Chen Yuan's back and around him.

The wooden carving then clattered into his hands.

The head sculpture with a heavy jujube and beautiful beard rolls slowly.

'The magic weapon... actually used the magic weapon to plot...'

'You have so much experience...'

Chen Yuan was lying on the ground, blood slowly flowing out from the corner of his mouth. He was dizzy and his ears were buzzing. In the field of vision lying on the ground, the master ran over in a panic; Xu Huaiyu said 'Ah'

He roared, kept changing directions, and forced people back with the tattoos on his back exposed; the fat Taoist sat there blankly, shouting that he was looking for his sweetheart everywhere.

The four statues of gods also gradually disappeared at this time.

The woman was holding her belly, her originally attractive dress became tattered, her bun was messy and hanging down her shoulders, and she looked much more embarrassed. After walking a few steps, she suddenly raised her face.

On the gloomy sky, the sun broke through the clouds and shone down.

The book lying quietly next to Chen Yuan turned a page in the wind. The red lines of thirst for blood in Chen Yuan's eyes became more and more dense. Looking at the writing on it, the blood on his teeth evoked a chill.

One hand pressed down the wooden sculpture's head, and his face gradually turned maroon.

In an instant, there was a faint roar of dragons panting in the forest.


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