Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 58 Xu Miaowa

"Ah! Get back!"

It was like an African bull rushing into the soft couch of a Jiangnan woman's boudoir, causing her to scream in pain.

Among them, some had pink eyes, sweet smiles, and witty words.

She tried to use the "charming girl" to confuse Xu Zhiqiu's mind.

You can imagine how bad this idea is...

This "barbarian bull" has no mercy on women at all. No matter whether you are a stunning beauty or a fairy from heaven, he will kill you if you should kill them or execute you if you should execute them.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight outer sect disciples and even true disciples had been killed by him.

As the killing became more intense, he sneered:

"At that time, I had not yet completed my cultivation, but I was still able to turn your Hehuan sect upside down. Now that I have reached a high level of cultivation, it's ridiculous that old bitch San Miao still can't figure it out, so she sent a bunch of rotten sweet potatoes and stinky bird eggs to get rid of me?"

boom!
Holding down a struggling body,

Xu Zhiqiu pulled the head of the inner sect woman off her neck like pulling a carrot.

This devilishly cruel method has scared countless people to death.

Now, the truce between the righteous and the evil has lasted for more than a hundred years. Most of these disciples are young, and few of them have experienced real fighting.

Even when competing with fellow disciples, it is nothing more than competing to see who is better in using the method of love making and who is more vulgar.

After all, how could the flowers in the greenhouse cope with Xu Zhiqiu's fist-to-flesh fighting style?

"Just now I heard from you that she is coming here?"

Looking at the horrified eyes around him, he grinned.
"I'm sorry, but please die before she gets here."

Having said that, he is like a tiger among the flock of sheep.

Someone exclaimed:

"This beast is ferocious! Sisters, retreat quickly!"

"You wish!" Xu Zhiqiu stretched out his two palms, and the fire covering his body suddenly raged, crackling and roaring!
"Qi goes against the ten directions!"

As he shouted, a powerful energy swept across the ten feet around his body, and suddenly it became a vacuum.

The women within the range were attracted by this energy and felt an irresistible suction force, and they flew backwards uncontrollably.

This is a way of combining reverse life with Quanzhen Neidan Gong to move Qi and blood, thereby interfering with the invisible Qi field within ten feet around the body.

As they gathered towards the center uncontrollably, the process was so fast that there was no time to react.

Xu Zhiqiu has already taken up his stance, with his fists, legs, fingers and palms ready to strike.

"what!"

"not good!"

"It's over!"

Just as they were panicking, a pink miasma that was as solid as a substance suddenly filled the surroundings.

Xu Zhiqiu looked around and realized something was wrong, so he had to withdraw his attack and deal with it.

Sure enough, the next moment the pink fog suddenly boiled up and surrounded in all directions.

"ha--!"

Xu Zhiqiu blew out his air in an attempt to shatter it.

But the fog was like a sticky liquid, and it only shook once before the force of the breath disappeared.

In a flash, the pink mist had enveloped him.

For a moment, everything around was unrecognizable.

The mist had a strong and greasy fragrance, and seemed to be extremely toxic. As soon as he inhaled it, he soon felt his blood rushing and his desire surged.

"This is……"

Xu Zhiqiu was still guessing when suddenly a pink rain of flowers began to fall all around him, looking like peach petals and plum petals.

Each petal that fell turned into a beautiful woman in pink gauze, which only slightly covered her private parts. They danced gracefully, sometimes flying in the sky, sometimes lying on the ground.

Her private parts were looming, and she made a seductive sound that sounded like singing and moaning, and she slowly moved towards him.

These women vary in size, and their expressions and temperaments are even more complex.

It may be melancholy, joyful, sad, charming, holy, innocent, mature and charming, beautiful as a peach or plum, or cold as ice.

"Illusion?" Xu Zhiqiu frowned and looked around, "It's too realistic."

Without saying a word, he locked onto the target in front and punched him directly.

The woman at first was a young woman with her shirt half-undressed, holding a baby in her arms. Her pretty face was not only charming and full of spring, but also had a bit of maternal radiance.

But Xu Zhiqiu punched her directly in the chest, creating a transparent hole.

The young woman covered her chest with her hands, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and she stared at Xu Zhiqiu with an incredibly resentful look.

Xu Zhiqiu's pupils shrank and a look of confusion flashed across his face.

This feeling... is actually real?

The beautiful body of the woman in front of him was like a delicate flower that was forcibly broken and slowly fell to the ground.

The death was so miserable, so sad, and so bizarre.

The baby's face was stained with the hot blood from the mother's chest. He cried and babbled, but he lay in his mother's arms, still sucking on the milk.

Any man who sees this scene will inevitably feel a sense of pity, like the cuckoo shedding blood, the flowers falling in the spring mud, and the beauty being envied by God.

What followed was the guilt that penetrated deep into the bones.

Feeling guilty, he is further taken advantage of by his inner demons and his spiritual heart is doomed to collapse.

However, Xu Zhiqiu is obviously not among them.

This doesn't mean he's not a man, of course.
He really has the mentality to play with the Heavenly Demon Curse and has extremely high resistance to it.

He also understood this routine.

These beautiful women are not illusions, they are real people.

But although he is a real person, he is not a living person.

All around, the beautiful corpses were dancing with their long sleeves, making all kinds of seductive gestures towards him and uttering obscene sounds.

But for some reason, he stopped moving forward.

This kind of evil magic to exorcise corpses and confuse people's minds reminded Xu Zhiqiu of someone.

"There is a crying child in the village, calling for his mother. His mother's clothes are soaked with blood after her death, but he still sucks at her breast..."

A hoarse but gentle voice like water came from above.

Xu Zhiqiu remembered the voice, and when he looked up, he happened to meet the man's eyes.

"White-boned girl, Xu Miaowa."

Xu Miaowa stepped on the bone magic sword and slowly fell from the sky.

Her eyes were as calm as water, and she didn't seem to be angry at being tricked by him with the Heavenly Demon Curse the day before.

It's just that the tone is somewhat blaming,
"All the handsome men and beautiful women in the world are nothing but pus, blood, and bones, and red-faced skeletons. But everyone likes to be amused by beauty, so why do you go against the world and destroy this beauty?"

As the petals fell, the number of corpses increased. Soon there were hundreds of them, and they were still coming in an endless stream.

Xu Zhiqiu sneered.
"I'm sorry, I'm a down-to-earth person. Since they are all dead, they should lie in coffins instead of being driven and played with by you."

"Oh, you are such a meddlesome young man."

"Meet Uncle Master Xu!"

The disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood behind her.

Xu Miaowa glanced at the number of remaining disciples and couldn't help frowning.

After Xu Zhiqiu's efforts, less than half of the original thirty-odd inner sect or true disciples were still alive.

(End of this chapter)