Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress

 In the courtyard, the dark wind was raging, and the mist as black as ink shrouded the small courtyard.

Qin Liuxi watched coldly as Xuan Ming lay on the ground like a dead dog begging for mercy from those phantoms. Those might not all be the ghosts he had harmed, but those few little infant souls must be. They couldn't even become The real ghost surrounded him with only resentment.

Suddenly, Qin Liuxi's hair stood on end, and she looked sharply at the night sky, where a giant palm appeared out of thin air, very much like the palm of the Tathagata Buddha she had seen in the temple.

That giant palm, with a powerful aura, slapped towards her.

As Qin Liu shuddered away, the diamond ruler struck at the giant palm. Golden light shone in the night sky, carrying runes. A watchman accidentally looked up and saw it. He was stunned for a moment, knelt on the ground, and murmured. Holding Amitabha Buddha.

In the night sky in the courtyard, these runes struck at the giant palm, but the giant palm only paused for a moment and still patted it down.

　　Boom.

 The main courtyard is in a state of disarray.

Qin Liuxi had a sullen face and took out the Qiankun Soul-Eating Mirror that had not yet been repaired by her. Sure enough, the mirror trembled violently.

Her eyes were colder than ice and snow, pouring a stream of intention into the mirror and shooting towards the giant palm.

 The giant palm retracted and waved.

 Poof.

Qin Liuxi spurted out a mouthful of blood, but still flew towards the giant palm. At the same time, she focused her Taoist attention on the diamond ruler, held both hands together, and slashed towards the giant palm.

"hehe."

 She heard a low but cold laughter, as if coming from the clouds.

 “Child,” said the voice.

 Qin Liuxi sneered, the diamond ruler had turned into a sharp and powerful Taoist spirit, and penetrated straight into the giant palm.

The giant palm spread out and rotated.

 The Yin energy in the courtyard swept toward her like a gust of wind.

Yin Qi enters the body.

Qin Liuxi's face was covered with frost, even his eyelashes were covered with frost and snow, and his breath instantly turned to frost.

 But she didn't care about this. She didn't know what she thought of, and quickly looked at the place where Xuan Ming was just now, but it was empty.

 Grass, you fell into the trap!

 Slightly satisfied laughter dispersed from the night sky.

Qin Liuxi looked at the direction where the sound disappeared, gritted his teeth and spit out a name: "Si Luo!"

Yes, the phantom of the giant palm just now was clearly transformed by Si Luo's aura. Although it still had its head hidden and its tail hidden, this was the first time she and him had a head-on confrontation. He just dropped a palm print from the air, and he suffered a loss. .

 The **** with a hidden head and a rat tail!

Qin Liuxi watched the dark mist melt away, revealing the true appearance of the night sky. He felt the raging Yin Qi in his body. As if venting his anger, he started his Karma Fire and walked around. The Yin Qi seemed to have encountered a fatal nemesis. It disappeared from her body in an instant.

Feeling her body warm, she looked at the main courtyard again, which was in ruins. Princess Siyi fainted on the ground, and people rushed from all directions.

Qin Liuxi looked at the Soul-Eating Mirror of Universe that had fallen to the ground and split into two pieces. It was dim and had lost its last bit of usefulness.

"Why are you so fragile?" Qin Liuxi felt distressed, stroking the Soul-Eating Mirror as if he were stroking a lost child.

 Ah, so angry!

 She put away the Soul-Eating Mirror and looked at her hand again. Fortunately, Xuan Ming's Sanqing Bell was still there, and it belonged to her.

 She picked it up when she defeated monsters and exploded equipment!

 Just, why did Si Luo expose his aura just to take away this Xuan Ming? Is that guy important?

 Qin Liuxi frowned and felt pain in his chest. It was an internal injury caused by the giant palm just now. It was just a palm print that hurt himself. What about the frontal force?

She looked solemn and ignored the mess here. She disappeared just as the first person arrived.

 The guilt of the bad guy's house does not exist, it was all Si Luo and Xuan Ming's doing!

As for the life and death of Princess Siyi, it has nothing to do with her. Once the Xinyang Palace is defeated, she will also be defeated. Let's wait for the Tianliang King to defeat her.   …

Snapped.

Xuan Ming was thrown in front of a grave like a piece of rag. He vomited a mouthful of blood and looked at the quiet surroundings in horror.

Who, who brought him here?

  Creak, creak.

There were footsteps on the snow, very light, but Xuan Ming's heartbeat was like a drum, and he felt as if a devil was stepping on the top of his heart.

This is even more intense than facing that slutty girl just now!

 Hah.

He leaned back, and a black shadow appeared in front of his eyes. He raised his head subconsciously, and after just one glance, he felt his eyes stinging, and he immediately fell to the ground, shivering.

 “Submit to me, or die!” The black shadow’s voice was as cold as frost and snow. It was exactly the voice that Qin Liuxi heard, Si Luo.

Xuan Ming trembled and said: "I am willing, I am willing to surrender."

"Very good!" Siluo put his hand on his head and said, "The first step in becoming a servant of God is to keep this formation for me and not let others destroy it."

Xuan Ming didn't dare to move, and didn't even dare to avoid that hand, but his head seemed to have been enlightened, and something was added to it, which was very mysterious.

And the resentment he had suffered before seemed to have been half dissipated.

He was very excited and became more pious and said: "My disciple obeys the order, but I don't know how to respect the gods and honor him..."

Si Luo laughed: "They call me Holy Lord."

 He turned around and left, his voice cold: "As a defender, when the formation is in place, people will be there, but if the formation is broken, people will die."

Xuan Ming stiffened and replied respectfully: "Yes."

As the man walked away, only a murmur came down the wind: "Little girl, you still have some ability, like a wild cat, her claws are really sharp, ha."

 All things return to silence.

Xuan Ming listened to his heartbeat and collapsed to the ground. Thinking of the enlightenment just now, he quickly sat cross-legged and moved the Great Zhoutian to let the true energy circulate in the body.

 The silent night has passed, and the sky has turned white.

Xuan Ming opened his eyes, spread his hands with satisfaction, stood up, and touched his waist with a gloomy expression.

The Sanqing Bell is gone and was robbed by that little robber!

Bah, you still claim to be righteous!

Xuan Ming felt the power in his body and had the urge to go to Qin Liuxi to settle the score and **** the Sanqing Bell back, but when he thought of that person, he trembled.

 The defender.

 That's right, he has become a defender and cannot leave at will. Otherwise, with the power of the god, he can crush himself to death with one finger, right?

Xuan Ming swallowed his saliva and thought of the formation he was talking about. What formation?

He looked around with a strange look on his face, then walked to a higher place and looked down, counting his knuckles with his fingers and his pupils constricted.

There is a cemetery in front of you, with excellent Feng Shui, and the five elements of Qi are continuous. No, it is not just the five elements, but the luck. The golden and auspicious luck is flowing in a steady stream in one direction.

He looked in that direction, to the west. Through the layers of clouds and mist, it was like an inverted funnel, constantly sucking in the luck.

 This formation…

 Dong dong dong.

Xuan Ming heard the vibrating heartbeat in his chest and couldn't help but clenched his fists. He dragged his stiff legs to a tomb and looked at the surname on the tombstone. Mr. Xie was clear. (End of chapter)