Chapter 89

At the very moment, a thunderstorm suddenly sounded in the sky, and Li Huansheng, who was watching the show with his hands behind his back in the mask, changed his face instantly.

For some reason, the originally ferocious green-faced ghost king trembled when he heard the thunder, and instead of attacking the girl in front of him, he turned around abruptly and galloped straight towards the dense forest .

"Naughty animal, where do you run away!" The young Taoist priest stood up at some point and yelled violently.

Almost at the same time, the sky suddenly turned dark, and amidst the tumbling dark clouds, a golden thunder shot out from the dark clouds, striking down at the fleeing ghost king instantly.

"Ow! Ow!"

The green-faced ghost king screamed again and again, his body trembled violently, and a jet-black ghostly aura rose from his whole body, and finally fell silent under the mighty power of the thunder.

At this moment, the golden masks on Li Huansheng and the woman in red also dissipated into dots of golden light due to the exhaustion of the spiritual power of the golden light talisman.

"No! This is impossible! Gengjin Zhenlei, how could it be Gengjin Zhenlei! Why can you activate Gengjin Zhenlei among the five great gods in your Qi refining cultivation base!"

Li Huansheng's eyes widened, his wrinkled face showed an expression of incredible shock, and he tore his hair frantically.

"Ghost book!" Qi Ruoyu held the sword in his right hand and stretched out his left hand to pull Li Huansheng's sleeve, but he brushed it away.

The ghost king fed with blood essence was destroyed. At this time, Li Huansheng's face was haggard and degenerate, but his muddy eyes suddenly lit up, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointing at the young Taoist priest in the field, and said in a crazy tone,

"I get it, I get it, you are the legendary body of forging gold! Hahahaha, body of forging gold? There really is such a physique in this world, pitiful! Ridiculous!"

The young Taoist priest pinched a sword formula in his hand and pointed at the dancing Li Huansheng. As the mouthful of blood that Li Huansheng had just spewed dissipated, the insect corpse froze in place again, without the bound golden flying sword. Called by the master, he came roaring immediately.

I saw his sword eyebrows stand upright, and he shouted in his mouth, "Don't talk nonsense, you are practicing sorcery, killing people like mustard, you should be punished for your crime!"

A golden streamer flashed away, and passed through Li Huansheng's chest in an instant, and the flying sword brought up a stream of blood, which spun around in the air.

Then, the young Taoist priest looked at the woman in red again, and shouted again, "You woman has a vicious heart, and you are not a kind person who helps evildoers to do evil, so die!"

Qi Ruoyu's originally pretty facial features became distorted by the resentful expression on her face. Unlike Li Huansheng who was insane, she had already planned to escape when the ghost king was destroyed, and immediately reached out to touch her waist, and shook her hand A black round bead was thrown.

A cloud of black mist suddenly exploded in front of her, the young Taoist's face changed, and he hurriedly drove Feijian to stab several times in the dense black mist.

After a while, the black mist dissipated, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground, and the figure of the woman in red disappeared out of thin air.

"Damn! Let her run away!" The young Taoist shook his fist resentfully, and turned around helplessly, intending to check the injuries of several people.

But he found that the girl in Tsing Yi's eyes were red and swollen, her head and face were covered with plaster mixed with streaks of dried blood, she was standing there expressionless, her eyes staring blankly in one direction.

The young Taoist frowned, walked to Liu Xiaolu's side, and asked softly, "Xiaolu, what's wrong with you? Are you scared? Don't be afraid, you're safe now."

Facing his reassurance, the girl in front of her didn't respond, she was still staring blankly at a certain place in the forest.

"What's the matter? What are you looking at?" The young Taoist asked, subconsciously turning his head to look in the direction the girl was looking at.

I saw that the forest that was struck by the thunder just now was completely scorched black, and a huge deep pit appeared on the ground, but there was no trace of the green-faced ghost king in the middle of the pit, and where the ghost king had fallen, there was no one. When did a white transparent shadow appear.

"What is this..."

Halfway through the young Taoist's words, his whole body shook suddenly. It was only at this moment that he realized with horror that the white shadow floating in the air and dissipating was actually so familiar.

The simple and tall figure in his memory kept overlapping with the phantom in front of him, he only felt his feet go soft, as if all the strength in his body was pulled away at this moment, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

The green-faced ghost king among the hundred ghost banners was actually forged by the soul of the eldest son of the Liu family——Liu Daxiong!
"Big...brother? Why, how could this happen! How could it be big brother..."

The young Taoist muttered to himself in a daze. At this moment, he seemed to understand the reason why the master insisted on letting him go down the mountain, but he didn't want to say more about it.

Although the master calculated that his family suffered a catastrophe, he didn't calculate the time when the catastrophe happened. After all, he was one step too late.

The white shadow in the forest gradually became illusory, and finally dissipated without a trace in the cold morning wind.

The young Taoist seemed to have thought of something suddenly, came back to his senses suddenly, turned around and grabbed Liu Xiaolu's shoulder firmly, and asked repeatedly, "Xiaolu, tell me that father, mother and sister Que are all right. ,right!?"

Liu Xiaolu turned his head with dull eyes, looked at the panicked expression on the face of the young man in front of him, and slowly shook his head.

"No! It's impossible!"

The young Taoist priest pushed away the girl next to him violently, and like a wounded little animal, he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and whimpered softly.

"Little deer!"

Seeing this scene, Hu Yizhi, who had just regained some physical strength, rushed over and stretched out his hand to help Liu Xiaolu who had been pushed by the young man to the ground. He didn't care about the blood on the girl's body, and hugged her directly In his arms, he coaxed softly, "Be good little deer, be good little deer, it's okay, it's all over, Master is here, and Master is watching over you."

After a while, Liu Xiaolu murmured in Hu Yizhi's arms, "Master, why did Li Huansheng attack my family? Is it because I joined the Kongwu Sect? With so many disciples in the Kongwu Sect, why did he attack my family?" Pain the killer?"

Hu Yizhi looked at Liu Xiaolu's bloodless little face, felt a dull pain in his heart, and said hesitantly, "A villain like him who treats human life like nothing, there is no reason to kill people. Fortunately, he was beheaded by your brother today. Therefore, it can be regarded as revenge for your family."

"Master, don't lie to me. Li Huansheng is Master Lin Feng's master, that is, Li Qingwu's father. It was because of me, because I hurt Li Qingwu during the competition in the law hall, that Li Huansheng came to my family. right?"

Liu Xiaolu looked up at Hu Yizhi's face, his tone was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.

Hu Yizhi opened his mouth worriedly, wanting to say a few words of persuasion, but for a while he didn't know where to start.

(End of this chapter)

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