Chapter 5 Purple Fairy

"Brother Zhong, congratulations." Not far away, the voice of the owner of the Zhao family came.

"Brother Zhong, congratulations." Another Mr. Zhong is familiar with.

Mr. Zhong recognized the Qian family at a glance, the head of the Qian family of the four major families.

"The same joy, the same joy." Mr. Zhong immediately replied.

After all, the owner of the Zhao family is also innate, and several children of the family have been selected by Xianmen.

"Not long ago, Brother Zhong had a birthday. Unexpectedly, he arrived here in a short time. It really made me wait for an accident." The owner of the Qian family looked at Zhongshan Road.

"I'm in a hurry, but after all, I'm in a hurry. Gentlemen, are you going back right away?" Zhong Shan said sloppyly.

"None, we're going to visit some friends. In the future, I'll have a long talk later." The master of the Zhao family.

"Well, let's talk about it another day." Mr. Zhong laughed.

Then, everyone said goodbye and left one after another.

Not long after, everyone was clean in Longmen Valley, only Mr. Zhong, and the four bodies of the adopted sons in front of him.

Looking at these corpses, Mr. Zhong sighed for a while. The road was chosen by them, and life and death are in the sky. However, if they are selected, will they be like Zhong 19 or like Zhong Tian?

After sighing for a while, Mr. Zhong finally dug a big hole outside the Longmen Valley and buried the bodies of the four adopted sons.

When it was dark, Mr. Zhong rested at Longmen Valley for one night. Everything was still vivid about the scene of fighting during the day. As for sleeping in this pile of dead, Mr. Zhong was not afraid at all.

I'm 80 years old. What scene haven't you seen? Moreover, it is only here, which is the safest. Before the Dragon Gate Conference, the strong men put their momentum here and had already cleaned up the nearby demons.

The next day, I ate some dry food, held the dragon's crutch, and walked back.

It's different to reach the innate period. It's much faster to walk. When I came, there were nine people. When I went back, there was only one person. Mr. Zhong was not depressed at all, but some were happy. In the innate period, I finally had a good one.

Four adopted sons, three betrayals, only Zhong Tian still guarded his father's kindness, all of which were recorded in Mr. Zhong's heart and buried in the deepest part of his heart.

The mountain road is rugged, and there are many poisonous insects and miasma on the way, so Mr. Zhong can't help but be careless. In the evening, Mr. Zhong found a forest, climbed up the tree, tied the hammock between the two trees, slept, and put herbs on the branches to prevent the poisonous snake from biting him along the net bag.

Although Mr. Zhong is innate and can not sleep for a long time, Mr. Zhong dares not rush at night, because the deep mountains here are full of countless dangers. At night, he can only sleep on this hammock and sleep.

It's time to come. In the sky, two rays of light suddenly shone into the forest where Mr. Zhong was. Mr. Zhong, who was in a false state of falling slep, woke up in an instant and looked at the light not far away.

"Gagaga, purple smoked fairy, just follow me. As my Taoist couple, will I lose you? An extremely evil voice suddenly came to Zhong Tian's ears.

"Dream, Hongluan old demon, how can I be with you when I open the Yangzong? In the past, Hongluan Sect didn't expect that your generation had evolved into a world-class demon. A very beautiful voice rushed into Mr. Zhong's ears in an instant.

Kaiyangzong? Kaiyangzong? Mr. Zhong's eyes lit up, because Mr. Zhong was familiar with this sect. However, Mr. Zhong was not stupid enough to rush out, but closed his breath. The turtle breath method he had practiced before suddenly came out. For a moment, Mr. Zhong was like a dead man, lying in a hammock without any breath.

"Red Luan Sect? Gaga, if you care about this great sect of the past, what if this master's inheritance sword is sent to you? As long as you follow me, this is yours. Hongluan's old demon smiled evilly.

"Wow~~~Wow~~~, what's wrong with me? Did you poison me?" The woman screamed.

"Red Luan fog, how do you feel? The first * medicine in the world can only be used by my red demon. I don't believe that you can escape my palm, and don't blame me. It's still what your female disciple said before her death, saying that you are the body of the earthquake tripod, and the best cultivation furnace, thanks to the old demon's efforts, I seriously hurt you here Then you can't blame me. Wait until I clear your memory and take it back to enjoy it. The old demon of Hongluan smiled.

"Did you kill Qing'er?" The woman said angrily.

"You can't say kill. Maybe she is still very happy. I can only say that she is dead. Under my ecstasy, I told a trace of your secret. Gaga, I'm lucky to be an old demon. Zhending, Gaga, no wonder the purple smoked fairy's thunder method is so powerful. If it weren't for the I'm also going to explain it to you, quack. Hongluan's old demon smiled evilly.

"Even if I die, I won't let you succeed." The purple fairy said angrily.

"It's late. Is the fairy hot all over her body? Gaga, my red Luan fog covers the whole forest. Even if you die, you can't die. Gaga, it's the first time I've met such a good tripod stove. Come on, let me taste it, quack," the old demon said with a smile.

"Go to hell~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" The purple fairy roared.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Only a loud noise, quiet in the distance.

"Wow~~~Wow~~~"............

In the distance, there is only the sound of the purple fairy constantly gasping. I don't know whether it is because of fatigue or the fog of Hongluan.

"Crackling, crackling..............."

A series of crackling sounds very strange.

"Gagaga, can't you walk? Tianleizhu, I didn't expect it to be Tianleizhu. If you used it at the beginning, it might kill me, but, quack, can't you walk? It's very difficult to urge. It won't be long. Under the fog of Hongluan, you will be delirious. At that time, it's me who came, quack," the old demon of Hongluan smiled.

"It still doesn't come out yet. "Huh~~~~~~~~~" The purple smoked fairy gasped.

As soon as Zixun Fairy said it, Mr. Zhong knew that he was talking about himself. He had no choice but to get up. It seemed that Zixun Fairy's cultivation was still better than that of Hongluan's old demon. Otherwise, he would not find himself and run away now? As long as his breath leaks, the old demon will know that he will be hunted endlessly in the future.

Sure enough, when Mr. Zhong came down from the hammock, the old demon of Hongluan found it.

"There is another person." The old demon's tone was cold.

Mr. Zhong grabbed the dragon's crutch and walked to the depths of the forest. After a while, he finally saw the two of them in an extremely bright place.

Purple smoked fairy? This, this is not the only gorgeous woman who appears on the Dragon Gate Conference, on the terrace, and among the five immortal gates? Kaiyangzong?

At this moment, the purple-smoke fairy lay on the ground, her face was pink, her eyes were blurred, her beautiful lips were slightly open, and she couldn't stop breathing, as if the last will supported her sobriety.

In the palm of the purple fairy, there is a purple light. The purple light is connected to the palm of the purple fairy. At the other end of the purple light, there is a purple flame. The flame keeps beating. From the place of the flame, a large amount of thunder is emitted, and a large amount of purple thunder is sprinkled on an extremely ugly old Make a crackling sound.

The old man struggled in this purple thunder, but excitement flashed in his eyes. However, when he saw Mr. Zhong suddenly appear, a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

In front of the old man, there is a big red knife, which should be the so-called inheritance sword. It seems to have been broken by the purple flame.

"Send my body forward and burn him with thunder and purple fire. ~~~~~~~~~" The purple fairy's eyes have been blurred into a slit, forcing herself to stay awake.

Look at the old demon of Hongluan, Mr. Zhong did not hesitate. He held the body of the purple-smoke fairy and sent it forward. As the purple-smoke fairy was sent forward, the purple light in his hand, the 'sky thunder and purple fire' quickly approached the old demon of the red Luan.

"No~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" The old demon of Hongluan shouted in horror.

"Wow~~~~~~~~~~~~"

There was no sound of explosion. The thunder and purple fire covered the old demon of Hongluan in a blink of an eye. In just two breath, the body of the old demon of Hongluan was completely turned into ashes.

"OK, ~~~~~~" A smile appeared on the purple fairy's face, and the thunder suddenly flew back. In an instant, it was in the palm of the purple fairy and disappeared.

At this moment, the purple-smoke fairy seemed to have finished everything, and she was relaxed and completely confused.

The soft body, in the arms of Mr. Zhong, became confused.

Looking at this stunning woman, she twisted her soft waist in her arms and gasped. Mr. Zhong seemed to be a little out of breath at this moment.

"Wow~~~Wow~~~" Mr. Zhong's eyes gradually turned red, and a strong desire to occupy suddenly rushed to his heart.

Mr. Zhong was suddenly shocked. What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? Although the purple-smoke fairy is beautiful, it's not that she hasn't seen a beautiful woman. Bao'er and her own baby are not inferior to her. Besides, she is all old. What's going on? Why can't I control myself?

Hongluan fog, by the way, Hongluan's ancestor said that it was sprinkled on the whole forest, and he was also tricked?

Mr. Zhong was surprised to feel a trace of his desire, as if he kept persisting and waking himself up, but a peerless beauty in his arms kept taking off her clothes and kissing herself.

Mr. Zhong feels that he can't control himself more and more. His eyes also became full of lust, and his mouth kept gasping for breath, but it seemed that his lust was getting more and more popular.

I'm 80 years old. What's going on? Do you still want old cows to eat tender grass? No, this purple-smoke fairy may be older than me. She eats my tender grass.

Thinking about it, Mr. Zhong's last trace of wisdom was completely defeated.

Mr. Zhong seemed to have a dream, a dream that he had not had for decades. In the dream, he was the hero, but the former heroine Baoer was replaced by a purple fairy.