There is a starving ghost in Qingyun Temple

Chapter 44 West Trident 04
Shen Qing's eyes darkened, and his running speed became even faster. He got stronger when he was strong, causing her to fail every time, and also made her sharp whip severely worn.

"You damn Taoist priest! You damn thing!"

Mo Yan couldn't bear it anymore and dusted off his short, fat arms. The smooth and hard white phosphorus claws reappeared in the world.Moreover, the tips of those white phosphorus claws were even sharper and shiny than the previous days, as if they had evolved rapidly in a few days.

He jumped and landed on the roof of the frontmost carriage in the middle. The two looked at each other from east to west. Mo Yan's eyes were provocative, but Shen Qing's expression was indifferent.

He turned slightly, but the corner of his eye was still focused on Mo Yue.When Mo Yue was about to make the next move, he suddenly turned around and raised his wrist. The black umbrella in his hand suddenly turned in one direction, with the top of the umbrella facing inward and the handle facing outward.

After holding the top of the umbrella, he suddenly raised his palm and pushed it out. Seven petal-shaped scimitars with cold light and hardness as steel suddenly sprouted from the handle of the umbrella. Hooked the tail of the high-spirited whip.

Then he quickly pulled his hand back, and the long whip was entangled in several scimitars, and naturally became the bag of the petal scimitar.

Regardless of whether she is a human, a demon or a ghost, her moves have their own rules.He had been stalling for time just now, just to assess Mo Yue's every move clearly.

"Yue Niang!" Mo Yan finally panicked.

Mo Yue had no time to let go, and he was even more reluctant to abandon the sharp weapon, the long whip. He hesitated for a moment and was carried to a certain location in the southwest corner by this brute force——

"Urgent like a law, get up!"

Mo Yue was startled when she saw weeds rising up from the surrounding mud and growing wildly, building an unstoppable high wall of yellow mud and gravel along her body, and it was becoming more and more cramped and narrow!

The high wall spreads to the top, leaving only a small gap for the people inside the mud wall to breathe hard for the time being!
Mo Yue, who was trapped in the rubble and mud wall, tried his best to break free. Suddenly, seven or eight black scorpions with slender figures and giant pincers appeared from the edge of the inner wall.The black scorpion struck here and there with two huge pincers.

One or two stones were knocked to the ground, and it looked like they would be able to break through this towering wall——

Shen Qing's eyes darkened and she chanted faster!

The four mud walls were slightly loose, rolling and surging as if connected with spirituality. But the more she struggled to break free, the tighter and suffocating the high walls around her bound her!
This location is the Kun position in the Bagua map just drawn on the grass!Kun is the ground, and earth is the tool. This is a very profound and complex formation in Taoist practice!
"Brother, save, save me!"

Mo Yan realized that although his movements were extremely fast, Shen Qing was faster.

When Mo Yan got closer to Mo Yue, he bumped into a piece of loess dust.In front of him was an impenetrable loess mud wall that was getting higher and higher.

"You——" Mo Yan was so angry that his eyes were filled with smoke and his eyes were red.When he raised his wrist and was about to have an attack, he heard the painful sound of his third brother Mo Shang coming from behind!
"Brother, Yue Niang, I don't want to die -"

"Big brother-"

Between Mo Shang's eyebrows was a small, shining emerald sword.

The heartbreaking pain coming from his limbs forced his face to distort and deform, the sharp black lips were crying and cursing in pain, and the originally huge body was gradually withering and shrinking.
"You, you, me, my eldest brother."

He stared hard at the man in front of him who was wielding a sword at him, with both horror and unwillingness in his eyes.

Li Yun's dark eyes were full of undercurrents and murderous intent, and his right hand was still firmly holding the exposed half of the hilt of the small green sword.

Shen Huihe stood behind him, their clothes touching each other, and the warmth of sandalwood lingering around her, making her feel at ease inexplicably.At this time, she frowned slightly and kept muttering mantras in her mouth. Then she raised her eyebrows and raised her hands: "Urgent like a law, destroy!"

Under the Xiaoqing Sword, there was only a decrepit old man with a thin figure and withered hair all over his body.

He was gasping for breath, and before he died, he was mumbling: "My, my disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples, disciples and grandchildren."

Mo Yue, who was trapped in the rubble and mud wall, was also dying.Her voluptuous face, heavily made up, gradually shed its skin, revealing a pale yellow face. The fair skin around her gradually turned yellow and black, and finally her true face was revealed - an old, bird-like face. Scorpion figure.

Mo Yan's face flushed red, and his eyes seemed to be filled with sparks, but he dared not speak in anger.

He knew that he was weak and outnumbered tonight, and he had underestimated Master Miaoyuan from Qingyun Temple. Moreover, another female Taoist nun suddenly appeared out of nowhere and killed them by surprise.

"Qingyun Temple, Qingyun Temple, what a Qingyun Temple!" He yelled out through gritted teeth, his face so ferocious that he was almost crazy.

Mo Yue and Mo Shang cried bitterly and were unwilling to accept it. However, the more they struggled to resist, the stronger the heaven and earth magic weapon that restrained them would become, which would backfire on themselves.

The two of them gasped for breath, feeling that the breath on their bodies was gradually dissipating, and they were afraid that their end was approaching.

"Brother, help me."

"Brother, I, I don't want to die, my disciples and grandsons."

"Yue Niang, third brother, please go with peace of mind. Today's blood feud, brother, I will definitely repay you twice as much in the future!"

Mo Yan suddenly waved his hand and disappeared into the lush forest, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.This momentum of escaping in the face of battle and looking for the wind is very impressive.

After a while, Mo Yue and Mo Shang lost their breath. They were both captured by Shen Qing's Xuyun Soul Chasing Umbrella, and their souls disappeared and ceased to exist.

Shen Huihe put away the small green sword, and when he saw everyone busy around him, he turned around and walked into the dense forest alone.His stomach felt so sour and nauseated with the smell of blood and stains, and his heart felt as if a thousand kilograms of barbed stones were being knocked down.She half-hunched over, but couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of filth.I didn't vomit or feel unhappy, so my heart felt a little more relaxed and calm.

She is most afraid of mice.It seems like yesterday that I was locked in a small dark room and being eaten and bitten by these grinning big black rats and small flying squirrels.

crunch--

Sensing someone behind him, Shen Huihe turned around suddenly and was about to wave the talisman, but was stunned when he saw the person.

Li Yun stood behind her, his eyes blazing, his deep and dark eyes as cold and distant as ever, but now they were a little less sharp, and instead had a little warmth.

"Boss Li, no, why is the eldest son here?" She raised her eyes to look at him, not knowing what kind of emotion was in her eyes.

He raised his hand and reached into his sleeve——

(End of this chapter)