Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 57 A Family

"boom!"

Luo Qingfeng's fist, already brimming with power, slammed down directly.

A loud bang, followed by a howling wind!

Hui's already somewhat chubby body suddenly became even taller and chubbier, resembling a ball of flesh in the middle, with sharp bone spurs on both sides.

The punch landed squarely on his round belly.

But the immense force that struck it seemed to vanish suddenly, leaving only ripples of flesh on his round belly.

At the same time, Luo Qingfeng's fist seemed to be suddenly sucked in by that layer of flesh, and he couldn't pull it out!

Right at this moment!

Huigen's two blade-like claws pierced his chest with a "whoosh"!

Luo Qingfeng's star power surged within him, and with all his might, he managed to pull his fist out of the sunken belly.

But Huigen's sharp claws were already inches away from his chest!

At that moment, a cold glint suddenly appeared behind Huigen's head, slashing directly at his thick neck!

Huigen hurriedly retracted his claws and parried backward, while his tall, fat body also instantly spun around.

"Zheng—"

A metallic clanging sound rang out.

Aya's sword struck one of his claws, but failed to sever it.

Huigen roared and pounced.

Aya did not take the hit head-on; instead, she flashed backward and retreated.

At this moment, Luo Qingfeng had already taken out the Demon Slayer Sword.

He dared not use his fists anymore, and could only use this broken sword, which he had not yet mastered.

The blade was full of nicks and chips, and the opponent was covered in fat with hard claws, so slashing was not an option; the only thing that could be done was stabbing.

"Whoosh!"

The stellar energy within his body surged into the blade.

Suddenly, a snow-white blade of light shone from the broken point of the demon-slaying blade.

While the monster was chasing Aya, Luo Qingfeng rushed up from behind at top speed, gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, and stabbed directly into the monster's back!

The monster seemed to sense the danger. After forcing A-Crow back with one claw, it immediately turned around and pounced on him again.

The blade tip, gleaming with a sharp light, struck its ferocious bone claws, piercing right through its bones!

The monster paused.

Behind it, Aya's sword flashed coldly and slashed down on its thick neck!

The sharp blade sliced ​​through its neck in an instant, but halfway through the cut, it was suddenly jammed by the demonic bones inside.

The monster roared angrily and hurriedly swung its claw backward.

Aya immediately drew her sword and retreated.

At that moment, Luo Qingfeng thrust out his knife, and with a "thud," it struck its heart!

The two worked together and finally succeeded!

The monster shuddered and froze in place.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Aya once again swooped down towards the monster and swung her sword to slash.

"Whoosh!"

A flash of cold light.

The monster's head fell to the ground with a "thud".

The headless corpse, spitting blood, stood frozen for a few seconds before collapsing to the ground.

Immediately, its tall, round body began to shrink rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it has returned to its original state.

Luo Qingfeng gripped the knife, looking at the blood-soaked corpse and the wide-open, angry head on the ground, and felt that something was amiss.

"Awooo—"

A furious roar suddenly came from behind!

Luo Qingfeng was startled and, before he could turn around to see clearly, hurriedly dodged to the side.

At the same time, a cold glint flashed before his eyes, and Aya had already passed by him, her sword thrusting towards his back!

Luo Qingfeng suddenly felt a piercing pain coming from his back, the pain rapidly drilling into his body, almost reaching his heart!

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and fell to the right, rolling away.

When he leaped up from the ground, he saw clearly what had attacked him from behind: it was the giant wolfhound that had undergone a demonic transformation, standing a full ten feet tall with a mouthful of fangs!

A sharp pain shot through my back.

He reached out and touched it; blood gushed out, and flesh was torn open.

Meanwhile, Aya was using her swift movements to fight the dog demon.

Despite the excruciating pain in his back, Luo Qingfeng smeared the blood in his hand onto the blade of the Demon-Slaying Blade, then gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, his star power surging.

"Whoosh!"

A crimson blade of light suddenly appeared from the broken tip of the blade!

Luo Qingfeng gritted his teeth and rushed forward, his blood still flowing. The scarlet blade light in his hand that extinguished demons suddenly grew to about three feet long, like a blade with an upward curve, which connected perfectly with the broken edge.

At that moment, the sword techniques from "Crimson Blade" came to mind.

With a single slash, it was as if a splash of blood had been spilled.

The dog demon roared and swung its claws to block, but the claws it raised were instantly cut off and fell to the ground.

"Aww—"

It suddenly opened its mouth wide and let out an extremely terrifying roar.

The roar materialized in the air, creating waves of sound waves!

Caught off guard, Luo Qingfeng was thrown back, feeling a sharp pain as if his internal organs had been shattered.

Just as it crashed heavily to the ground, the dog demon pounced on it, its face contorted with malice and baring its fangs.

A crow attacked from behind, piercing its body with a sword, but it still did not stop!

As the gaping maw, emanating a strong stench and the aura of death, lunged at him with the force of a mountain crashing down, Luo Qingfeng, lying on the ground, had no time to get up. He could only grip the hilt of his sword with both hands, channel his inner energy, and slash fiercely!

For some reason, at this moment, the image of the giant red moon in the painting "Crimson Moon and Azure Sky" suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Whoosh!"

A silvery crescent moon, speckled with blood, suddenly appeared on the blade he had just slashed across. It shot out and instantly cleaved the dog demon’s gaping maw, then spun backward and sliced ​​through its entire body!

The dog demon's massive body instantly split in two, flying out to either side and landing right on either side of Luo Qingfeng's body. However, the gushing blood and internal organs splattered all over his body and face.

Luo Qingfeng froze for a moment, then hurriedly rolled over to his feet, enduring the sharp pain in his back, and backed away. He stumbled and fell to the ground again.

The two halves of the dog demon's body writhed on the ground and began to slowly close together.

Aya flashed forward, her sword piercing the heart of one of the corpses, pinning it to the ground.

A wisp of black smoke drifted out, hissing, and quickly disappeared.

The wolfhound's body began to shrink, quickly returning to its original size.

It still managed to wriggle and crawl to the side with all its might.

Not far away was Huigen's dismembered body.

Aya held his sword, standing still.

Luo Qingfeng also lay on the ground, watching this scene without moving.

Finally, one half of the wolfhound's carcass, dragging blood and entrails all over the ground, crawled to Huigen's body, then stopped there and died.

The vegetable garden was deathly silent.

Then a trembling voice rang out: "Amitabha..."

Yunhai collapsed to the ground, his face deathly pale. He clasped his hands together, his face filled with grief.

Luo Qingfeng used his knife as a crutch to slowly stand up. His gaze, filled with complex emotions, fell upon the corpses of a monk and a dog. He couldn't help but sigh, "Wisdom root, wisdom root, breaking through delusion to attain truth, wisdom gives rise to the Way, hence the term 'wisdom root.' In this Buddhist temple, the one with the most wisdom root has become a demon. Whose fault is it?"

Yunhai lowered his head, his face full of shame.

Luo Qingfeng said nothing more, drew his sword, and left.

Aya paused for a moment, then quickly sheathed her sword and went to help him up.

The two didn't look at the sea of ​​clouds on the ground again, and slowly walked out of the vegetable garden.

Luo Qingfeng washed himself by the well.

Aya silently applied medicine to him, bandaged him up, and helped him change into new clothes.

The two of them helped each other out of the temple through the back door.

At this time, the sun was setting, and it was dusk.

Unable to bear the pain any longer, Luo Qingfeng stopped in the woods and said, "Let's rest for a while."

He sat down in the woods and began to circulate his internal stellar energy to heal his injuries.

Ah Ya, holding her sword, stood silently guarding the place.

A breeze blew by, lifting her long, black hair and stirring the ripples in her eyes.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, she gazed at the boy beside her, her innocent blank expression gradually transforming into a childlike earnestness.

"Let's go."

An hour later, the sun had already set.

The wounds on Luo Qingfeng's body have stopped bleeding, and the pain has been greatly reduced.

He stood up, looked at the sky, and frowned.

"Your sister is probably getting worried."

He endured the tearing pain and quickened his pace.

The girl suddenly tugged at his sleeve, making him slow down.

Luo Qingfeng glanced at her and suddenly remembered the matter of the silver.

This time the harvest was plentiful, and I can finally pay off my debts.

He took the bag of silver from his storage pouch, handed it to her, and said, "Here you go... Tiezi."

The girl paused for a moment, then looked at the silver in his hand.

Luo Qingfeng then said seriously, "Adding the five taels of gold from before, and the two pieces of silver you gave me, I owe you a total of fifty-five taels of silver. There are fifty taels in the bag, and I haven't used the two pieces you gave me yet, so consider them my payment for helping you retrieve the Golden Lotus from under the Buddha. Therefore, I will return fifty taels to you. After you take this bag of silver, we will be even."

The girl paused for a few seconds, then suddenly shook her head, picked up a twig from the ground, and squatted down to write.

Luo Qingfeng looked down and examined it carefully.

"I helped you... kill... that person, and saved you... fifty taels, it's mine... Jinlian, it's mine too..."

"It was you... who... kidnapped me... here..."

After the girl finished writing, she stood up, suddenly snatched the bag of silver from his hand, then thought for a moment, picked up a tree branch, squatted down and started writing again.

"You still owe me... a whole piece of rice, two pieces, iron coins... and, a life..."

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

After the girl finished writing, she stood up, quickly put away the bag of silver, then tilted her head slightly, her dark eyes looking at him as if observing whether he was angry, or as if asking him if he would admit it.

Luo Qingfeng's lips twitched slightly.

Seeing that it was getting late, he dared not delay any longer and said, "Alright, it's your decision. Let's go, or your sister will probably start crying."

For him, enough money was enough; it didn't matter.

The girl blinked and looked at his expression very seriously.

At this point, both of them had removed their masks.

Luo Qingfeng walked ahead calmly.

The girl paused for a moment, then quickly followed, tilting her head and glancing nervously at his expression from the side, as if trying to make sure he wasn't really angry.

"Anyway, in the future... you'll be marrying into... my sister's family... we're family, right..."

"I'll save it for you..."

The girl thought to herself.

(End of this chapter)