Nangong Rongguang took a few steps forward, narrowed his narrow eyes, and kicked the pile of horse food again.
"Master, no." Qingfeng ran over and reported in a deep voice.
Nangong Rongguang spoke calmly: "Keep looking."
"Yes." Qingfeng took the order and stepped back.
Nangong Rongguang's eyes slowly passed over the horse grain in front of him. What is strange is that the evil spirit nearby suddenly faded a lot. Why is this?
In the thick horse grain, Nangong Xiaomiao could not speak. He only stared at the figure covering his mouth with his eyes wide open, and he snorted heavily in his heart.
Hei Si, dressed in black, held the little man in his arms with a calm expression on his face.
But Nangong Rongguang's kick was not a joke. If it weren't for the invisible defense barrier held up by Hei Si, Nangong Xiaomiao would definitely have been kicked to the heart...
However, Hei Si was still worried and reached out to pinch Nirvana's ears.
When did this guy like you come here!? Nangong Xiaomiao pouted her little mouth and began to communicate with the young master of the Hei family with her eyes.
Hei Si's face was expressionless, and he pointed at the bronze mirror in his little hand. His meaning was clearly saying: When you are intoxicated with yourself, I will hide it in the food and grass.
Nangong Xiaomiao opened her eyes wide in surprise: Then why didn't I notice?
Hei Si maintained a high degree of facial paralysis: because you are busy narcissizing yourself.
Nangong Xiaomiao:......
Although they cannot speak, this does not hinder the communication between the two little people at all.
Nangong Xiaomiao thought about her decision to break up with Hei Si, so she turned her face away and began to say that silence is golden.
Hei Si tugged at his pointed ears, and then placed a silver coin in his hand.
Nangong Xiaomiao didn't refuse. She bit the silver with her little fangs and made sure it was genuine before putting it into her little pocket.
Then, he looked at the young master of the Hei family very arrogantly, which means that I, the young master, have a lot, I will forgive you this time, next time hey hey!
Children are very easy to coax, especially kittens. As long as they are well fed, they will be obedient and easy to raise.
However, the young master of the Hei family didn't realize that the villain was angry with him at all, and just thought that he was just out to relax.
There was an adult-like displeasure on his face, and his eyes became serious: If you go out to play in the future, remember to bring money. If you don't have money, you will starve.
Nangong Xiaomiao nodded her head, just about to plunder all the money from him.
However, a corner of the horse grain and dry grass on his body was suddenly lifted off!
Hei Si reacted quickly and turned around. With a twist of his hands, the big and long black cloak fell down, tightly surrounding the little man from head to toe.
Nangong Rongguang looked at this scene, with a cold expression on his angular face like an ice sculpture: "Sure enough, someone has covered up his aura. A Si, do you know what you are doing?"
Hei Si didn't say anything, with a fierce look on his face, and protected Nangong Xiaomiao behind him.
Nangong Rongguang raised his eyebrows: "Are you trying to protect the monsters causing trouble in the capital?"
"Xiao Miao is not a monster." Hei Si's voice was lukewarm, as if he was stating a fact.
Nangong Rongguang took a step forward: "It's useless to talk more, get out of the way."
Whoosh!
Faced with Nangong Rongguang's toughness, Hei Si did not speak. Instead, he raised his left hand and straightened his long stick, showing a ruthless attitude of knocking down anyone who dared to come over.
Nangong Rongguang stopped and said, "I won't go there. You will understand naturally after you see his true face."
After saying that, he bunched his fingers and six yellow talismans with golden light were inserted around Nangong Xiaomiao, trapping the little man firmly in the center.
"Exorcism Formation." Nangong Xiaomiao has been with Nangong Baiye for so many years, and naturally knows this formation. It can force all demons and ghosts to show their true colors until they are subdued.
The golden light became more and more intense as the onmyojis chanted, and Nangong Xiaomiao felt hot all over his body, just as uncomfortable as when the villagers used torches to burn his head.
Nangong Xiaomiao reached out and hugged his little head. The unknown air flow was stirring in his body. His teeth were itchy and his throat was so itchy that he wanted to drink blood...
He wants to drink blood!
Nangong Xiaomiao bit her mouth tightly, and the skull mark on her forehead was dyed a deep dark red...
"Xiao Meow..." Hei Si frowned tightly and stopped blabbering. He raised the wooden stick in his hand and struck Nangong Rongguang with a fierce wind!
Nangong Rongguang tapped his feet lightly, slid back a few steps, and without turning his head, he ordered Qingfeng Zhuyue: "Continue to recite the mantra, don't stop."
"Yes!" Qingfeng Zhuyue raised his finger and spoke a series of words.
Swish, swish, swish!
It was Liu Dao Huang Mansion who took action again, slit the cloak wrapped around Nangong Xiaomiao, and nailed the corners of his robe to the ground.
This time, Nangong Xiaomiao couldn't even move, looking at her feet with big eyes.
The constant burning sensation made him want to tear these annoying humans in front of him into pieces!
They are all bad guys!
Kill them!
No.
My mother said, you can't kill people, otherwise you will turn into a little monster!
Nangong Xiaomiao clenched his little fists tightly, his bloodthirsty instinct making his whole body itch and uncomfortable, as if there were a group of small bugs in the blood clamoring to break out of their shells.
The pain in your throat is the thirst that cannot be suppressed no matter how much water you drink...
"Hei Xiaosi." The little man clutched the clothes on his chest tightly, thinking that by chanting this name, he would be stronger. His mother said that he must be strong, otherwise no one will like him anymore...
Hei Si looked back and saw that the little man had bent down surrounded by golden light. He could tell from that posture what kind of pain it would be!
Whoosh!
Hei Si pushed hard with his left hand, and the wooden stick in his right hand came out of his palm and flew straight towards Qingfeng Zhuyue who was chanting the curse!
Nangong Rongguang was startled and immediately returned to defense. His palm firmly pressed against the end of the wooden stick, and a layer of skin was rubbed away by the strong martial energy.
He had always known that the young master of the Hei family was not simple, but he never thought that it would not be so simple.
The pain made Nangong Rongguang lower his eyes and said in a cold tone: "It's too late. He will soon show his most bloodthirsty side. The exorcism array is not so easy to break. Ah Si, no matter how hard you fight me
It’s useless, once the formation starts, it won’t stop!”
hateful!
Hei Si turned around and wanted to drag Xiao Miao away from the golden light, but before he could get close, he was bounced back by a huge force.
In the whirlpool, Nangong Xiaomiao's hands were half hanging, and her nails were gradually dyed black.
Nangong Rongguang frowned at this moment. Logically speaking, with the three exorcism arrays inside and outside forming a triple evil, even the devil should be subdued. How could he persist for so long?
Could it be that this child is a high-level devil?
Nangong Rongguang looked at the unusually quiet little man in the golden light, and the expression on his face gradually changed.
"Qingfeng, Zhuyue, prepare for fire attack, he is going to go berserk!"
Hearing the word "Rage", the Onmyojis were stunned for a moment, then they pulled up the copper wires on their fingers, formed four corners, southeast, northwest and four directions, fell from the air in a shape, and covered Nangong Xiaomiao's head.
Sweat broke out on their foreheads, and their eyes were solemn.
Once the demon becomes rampant, it becomes difficult to control it.
It will completely lose its mind and suck everyone's blood!
What concerned them was not just this, but the fact that they had never encountered a rampaging demon in all their years of living.
Firstly, it's because low-level demons are simply not qualified to go berserk.
Secondly, when low-level demons become high-level demons, they learn to suppress themselves and will no longer go berserk easily.
There is only one situation now, and that is that the little devil in front of me is a high-level devil!
So young, he is actually a high-level demon?!
The onmyojis opened their eyes wide, seeing shock and surprise in each other's eyes.
There can't be any mistakes, we must solve it before he goes berserk!
The onmyojis narrowed their eyes, tied up their index fingers, and pulled hard.
Those shaped copper wires tightly strangled Nangong Xiaomiao into a ball. The backs of his white and tender hands were cut one after another. Blood dripped down his fingertips one after another.
on the ground.
Hei Si's eyes immediately turned red, and his unprecedented murderous aura covered his whole body with a layer of ice mist.
"Let go of meow!"
Bang!
The sharp leg wind struck Nangong Rongguang fiercely.
Nangong Rongguang stretched out his hand to block it, and took out a yellow talisman, firmly fixing Hei Si in place.
Hei Si is full of righteousness, and ordinary ghosts can't get close to him, but he can't do anything about this amulet.
If it had been a one-on-one fight, Hei Si might have rescued Xiao Miao long ago.
But besides Nangong Rongguang, there are so many Onmyoji standing around, intending to encircle and suppress them!
Hei Si gritted his teeth and looked at the painful little man not far away, his dark pupils swaying back and forth a few times.
Xiaomei seems... almost unable to hold on any longer!
Nangong Rongguang also realized this, chanted a spell, and launched the final attack.
Nangong Xiaomiao has long been unable to feel the pain from the outside world. His eyes are dull, his originally round nails have become sharp and long, and his blood-colored pupils suddenly widen, almost going berserk...
At this moment, a burst of melodious singing suddenly sounded in the night. The singing only had a simple word "ah", and it did change into different tones. It was ethereal and beautiful, just like the demonic voice in St. Peter's Cathedral, low and low.
, hoarse, like golden gravel, slowly flowing into the eardrums...
Nangong Xiaomiao moved her fingers and her pointed little ears stood up.
Something strange happened!
Those golden awns were completely swallowed up by the black mist that rose up for unknown reasons.
There was a crash!
Amidst the melodious music, black feathers fell down one by one and landed at Nangong Xiaomiao's feet.
The datura flower, which originally only bloomed in hell, bloomed all the way as the black mist rose, spreading to the end, as beautiful as flowers and tea, and breathtakingly gorgeous.
In the sea of flowers, a cold figure with magical skills of swords and axes was gradually drawn closer and closer...
A note to readers:
My house was disconnected, so I ran to someone else’s house in the rain and delivered 3,000 words. I finally caught up with the update.