Jiayou fun things

Chapter 432 Daredevil (4)

Mrs. Wu Tan is an extremely glamorous woman. At first glance, she looks like a young girl in her twenties. A coldness seeps out of her bones, and a layer of frost hangs on her stunning little face. This made the dozens of disciples following her tremble, and even Mrs. Goo Kiss felt a little uneasy when she saw her cold face.

The clothing style of the other disciples of Wanhuamen is very different.

Mrs. Wu Tan's dress is extremely conservative, a bit like an old concubine who has died in the deep palace and has been widowed for a hundred years.

Her long hair was neatly draped behind her, and she was wearing a thick black palace dress with a raised collar that almost covered her entire slender neck.The wide sleeves of the robe hang down, and the fluttering sleeves of the robe almost hang down to the ground.

All over her body, except for a small snow-white face, Mrs. Wu Tan didn't even show her fingers at all.

Moreover, unlike other disciples of the Wanhua Sect, her whole body seemed to be soaked in spices, and her body was full of fragrance.Her body didn't have any miscellaneous smells like sachets or sachets, only a chill like that of a glacier in winter.

Mrs. Kiss smiled brightly.

Mrs. Wu Tan gave her a cold look, and shook her head slightly with a serious expression: "Yaoying, you don't need to worry too much... You are a big person, and your own cultivation is enough, and there are a few old maids with you. What can happen?"

"The Fallen God Whip hasn't moved?"

"Is there any noise in the ground?"

"The gang of thieves in the back mountain are bald and honest? Is there anyone who couldn't bear the calamity of the demons and turned to the sect?"

Before Mrs. Gou Kiss could recover, Mrs. Wu Tan asked and answered again: "The old ancestor still cares a little about these bald thieves... The heart demon tribulation must continue, but it doesn't have to be too much torment. Anyway, give Hanyue Temple Save some seeds, but don't let them be too free."

"In short, you have to grasp the proportion here."

Mrs. Gou Kiss obediently agreed, and accompanied with a smile, she asked Mrs. Wu Tan to go to her residence to rest for a while, to wash away the dust and dust.

Mrs. Wu Tan shook her head, and said calmly: "I don't have time to rest, how many disciples are there in Hanyue Temple now?"

Mrs. Goo Kiss was stunned: "Senior Sister is asking?"

Mrs. Wu Tan lowered her eyelids, glanced at a group of handsome monks who were probing and sneaking in the distance, and said indifferently: "The little thief in Hanyue Temple is bald, and how many are above the Golden Lotus?"

Mrs. Goo Kiss blinked her eyes, and replied cautiously: "I don't know the exact number, probably... a hundred years ago, there were tens of millions of disciples in Hanyue Temple. But, as you know, senior sister, the cultivation of these young monks sometimes goes up Sometimes it's low... Some young monks who have already reached the Golden Lotus Opening and Dao Condensation Realm, were attacked too hard by the disciples, and their cultivation level fell again. There are many such cases."

With a dry laugh, Mrs. Goo Kiss muttered in a low voice: "How many kinds of disciples above the Golden Lotus realm do they have now? Millions of them? Probably there are..."

Mrs. Wu Tan snorted coldly: "Show 30 kinds of Hanyue Temple disciples who are above the golden lotus, and then select a million inner disciples from among the disciples of our own sect... We will join hands with the second wave of the Barbarian King's Palace fleet to go on an expedition to the Supreme Saint sky."

There was a glint in her eyes, and Mrs. Wu Tan said indifferently: "Just choose from the disciples who have been staying in Hanyue Temple these days. Tell them clearly... The fighting and desperate things made the rough people in the Palace of the Barbarians Let's fight... the disciples of this sect should be smarter."

"The news from Ji Shengtian is very bad. The first wave of disciples dispatched by the twelve sects suffered heavy casualties, and the blood god old man and the others actually lost several clones... I really don't know them What the hell are you doing, they're just a bunch of old trash."

"However, it's okay, if they take down the extremely holy sky, they won't have the opportunity to reap the benefits... You should make it clear to the selected disciples that the benefits are necessary, but... your own life It's important. I don't need to teach you how to get benefits from those stupid men?"

Mrs. Goo Kiss smiled and nodded slightly.

Mrs. Wu Tan snorted softly, and a dark cloud surged under her feet, turning into a dark epiphyllum, supporting her straight up to the sky, parting the pink evil cloud, and reaching the core of the evil cloud formed by the air of desire .

The Fallen God Whip quietly floats here, unhurriedly swallowing evil clouds, on the exquisite whip body, one after another pink strange lines are looming, just as Mrs. Wu Tan approaches, these lines suddenly emit a large glow, Among them, countless indescribable figures of men and women entwined like grass snakes fighting suddenly emerged.

Horrific evil power silently enveloped the land for several miles around, Mrs. Wu Tan was involved by the evil power, a large red glow suddenly appeared on her cold face like an iceberg, and a thick gleam suddenly leaked from her cold and ruthless eyes. steam.

Her body swayed, a mouthful of blood spewed out of her mouth, and more than [-]% of her blood essence was lost in an instant.

A master who illuminates the realm of the void in half a step, has extremely strong blood essence and blood. Compared with ordinary mortals, the concentration is not only a thousand times, ten thousand times, or even more than a hundred thousand times?

Thirty percent of the essence and blood evaporated out of thin air, Mrs. Wu Tan's face turned pale, and her two rosy lips shriveled.

Madam Wu Tan gritted her teeth, and said a command spell, her hands formed seals, and slowly scratched towards the Fallen God Whip.

Her ten fingers emitted wisps of strange light that shook people's hearts and haunted their souls, and she grasped the Fallen God Whip extremely firmly with both hands.The Fallen God's Whip flashed again, and a large piece of light exploded between Mrs. Wu Tan's hands and the Fallen God's Whip. Circles of evil force rolled, and Mrs. Wu Tan's ten fingers snapped off at the same time.

Mrs. Wu Tan let out a muffled snort in pain, her cold and stern eyes glowed fiercely: "After enjoying the offerings from our sect for so many years, you are still so rebellious, what do you want? If you really belong to our sect, there is nothing we can do about you? "

The light of the Fallen God Whip suddenly dimmed, and then another strong light flashed.

Mrs. Wu Tan did not forcefully resist this time. She took two steps back, and a sharp ghostly cry came from her sleeve. One was pale and the size of a fist, but a pair of sharp black horns were about a foot long, exuding a monstrous air. The ferocious goat skull flew out of the sleeve, and when he opened his mouth, dozens of balls of black lightning landed on the Fallen God's Whip.

The Fallen God Whip exploded countless strange human body phantoms, and black lightning swirled around the Fallen God Whip.

A low hissing sound came from the Fallen Whip's body, its light suddenly shrank, and all the external omens disappeared. Mrs. Wu Tan snorted coldly, and carefully grabbed the Fallen Whip with both hands.

A pink divine light gushed out from the Fallen God Whip, continuously washing Mrs. Wu Tan's hands.

Her broken fingers quickly healed, and her lost energy quickly recovered.

The evil clouds around were continuously absorbed by the Fallen God's Whip, turning into strands of ambiguous warm air and injecting it into Mrs. Wu Tan's body.Mrs. Wu Tan let out a deep moan, and nodded in satisfaction: "So, very good...following this sect, you will naturally have your infinite good fortune. I am afraid that the seven emotions and six desires aroused by so many female disciples in this sect will not be able to satisfy you." ?”

"Except for my Wanhuamen, the Dayuan Lingtian, where else is there a sect that fits you so well?"

The white and miserable goat skull flew back to Mrs. Wu Tan's sleeve, and the Fallen God's Whip flashed a flash of water, allowing Mrs. Wu Tan to carry it slowly down from the evil cloud.

Mrs. Goosekiss was still standing there waiting.

Seeing the Fallen God Whip in Mrs. Wu Tan's hand, Mrs. Gouki exclaimed, "As expected of you, Senior Sister, you have to do it yourself... Sigh, my little sister has been in Hanyue Temple for so many years, and I have also tried to fight with him." Communicating, as a result, countless blood essence was lost, and a lot of practice wasted... Tsk!"

Mrs. Wu Tan smiled lightly, and said faintly: "Therefore, in their world of mortals, those emperors and generals like to say a word - those who have artifacts, those who are virtuous and talented live... It makes sense."

Mrs. Gouki opened her mouth, looked at the shy Mrs. Wu Tan, and nodded with a dry smile: "Senior Sister couldn't be more reasonable... This treasure, among so many of us sisters, only you, Senior Sister... are the most Virtue and talent match!"

Mrs. Wu Tan stopped talking, she took dozens of accompanying disciples and went straight to the back mountain of Hanyue Temple.

Then, they saw the empty wooden houses and thatched cottages in the back mountain.

"Where are people?" Mrs. Wu Tan's eyes widened: "Where are those little thieves? Why are none of them here? Didn't I tell you that even if you want to delay their practice and torture their Zen mind... don't do it." It's too much!"

"What about this person? Is it possible that he was called out to work as a coolie by those little girls?" Mrs. Goo Kiss also looked at the empty mountain forest with a dazed expression. She turned around abruptly and hissed at a group of female disciples who were following behind her. Shouting and cursing, they ordered them to find someone quickly.

No one believed that all the handyman monks in Hanyue Temple had run away.

They only thought that it was some female disciples who called these unlucky monks out to work as coolies.

It's just that, after all, their ancestors of the Wanhuamen had made an oath with the old abbot of Hanyue Temple, and the true lineage of Hanyue Temple cannot be destroyed... Even if they call the handyman monks to work on weekdays, in this mountain forest There will always be a group of monks staying here to meditate and practice Zen, chanting scriptures and offering Buddhas, and they will not take all the time out!

"These disciples are getting worse and worse... They are too spoiled. We should find a few unlucky ones and bring them out. It's better to kill chickens for later viewing, and severely punish one or two." Mrs. Wu Tan looked at him expressionlessly. Mrs. Goo Kiss: "Before setting off for the Holy Land, I wish I could clear up the rules in the door, otherwise if I take them out, if I offend some old monsters, it will be another trouble."

Mrs. Goo Kiss obediently agreed.

The two of them stopped talking and just stood there quietly waiting for the news.

After a long time, a group of female disciples in charge came back panting, their eyes widened, and they reported to Mrs. Wutan with a pale face: "The master has mobilized countless disciples to search the front and back mountains... Those handy monks... handy monks..."

"It's all gone!" A female disciple in charge suddenly knelt down on the ground trembling.

She is responsible for supervising these handyman monks, and she handles the daily tests such as the heart demon tribulation for the handyman monks.

The servant monks were gone.

She has to carry this pot!
Mrs. Wu Tan looked at the disciple in charge who was kneeling on the ground expressionlessly, and gave Mrs. Gou Kiss a sideways glance: "Investigate thoroughly, if you can't find anyone, go and explain to the ancestor yourself, and you will pass on the truth about her good old friend." All the disciples played to death..."

While speaking, Mrs. Wu Tan raised the whip and smashed the kneeling female disciple to pieces, leaving only a pink spirit floating in the air blankly.

"Take it, search for the soul!"

(End of this chapter)