Chapter 126 The word love makes a curse, and evil thoughts suddenly aRISE

Fang Daoming's words about the Underworld Prince and Qi Jinbei were inexplicable. He was confused and saw Fang Daoming's fingertips shoot a sword spirit. With a "sneer", he cut open the crotch of the Underworld Prince. The latter suddenly felt that the cold wind invaded his body and his lower body was cold.

"Ah!" Qi Jinbei suddenly saw the ghost prince's nausea, and couldn't help but be extremely shy. He shouted coquettishly and turned his head.

"How are you doing?" The underworld prince is completely cowardly.

Fang Daoming sneered, but there was a small blunt knife in his hand: "This knife is quite wonderful. It is impossible for you to connect it, let alone a new life. Moreover, this knife is quite blunt. If you cut it with one knife, you can cut meat and file bones, which is clear and smell."

The underworld prince's face was pale and his soul was full of death, but when he saw the cold light flashed, a few black hairs drifted away with the wind.

"No! I said, I said it!" Prince Nether completely collapsed: "It's all caused by that bitch. It has nothing to do with me. From there, we made an appointment to meet there less than 2,000 miles south. She handed over the fairy female disciple to me. If you go now, you will definitely meet her."

"I hate men the most!" Fang Daoming said coldly, and the prince of the underworld saw the cold light flashing and blood splashed.

"Ah!" The underworld prince couldn't help shouting and reaching out his hand to cover it, but his life root was still there, but a cut in his abdomen was pulled out, and his heart was determined.

"Miss Qi, how many children are there in the Nether Palace?"

Qi Jinbei covered her face and replied, "Many, not a hundred, but also ninety."

"The poor Taoist is going to find the immortal disciple. You should plan it yourself."

Qi Jinbei panicked. He had been drugged by the underworld prince and temporarily lost all his Taoism. In case the underworld prince improves or passes by other monsters and ghosts, he will die. At this moment, he shouted, "Don't leave me, take me with you." In her heart, ten thousand steps back, Fang Daoming is better than the Prince of the Underworld.

Fang Daoming didn't ask much. He took out a Taoist robe and wrapped it in his hand. He drove the clouds and rushed south.

"Why is Fengyi Tianxiang so slow?" Fang Daoming hurried and cursed: "Is this art too boastful, or am I not good enough?"

In fact, this method is extremely fast. In a moment, he has gone out for a hundred miles, and there is no trace of the underworld prince, but he is anxious and unconsciously aware of it. He was driving away. Suddenly, he heard his subordinates Qi Jinbei moaning, which was quite strange. When he looked down, he saw the stunning woman's face red, her jade lips were delicate, her beautiful eyes were blurred, and her eyebrows were full of spring love.

Fang Dao's voice was not good, and a Buddha's Zen sound woke him up: "What's so strange?"

Qi Jinbei was embarrassed: "I was flooded by the prince of the underworld**, and the underworld** was happy."

"Fate! How to lift it?"

Qi Jinbei was even more shy and stopped talking.

"When is it! Say it quickly!"

Fang Daoming made a Zen thunder and immediately woke him up. He bit his teeth gently and covered his face and said, "You have to find a man to practice together, otherwise the Yuanshen will burst and die."

Qi Jinbei peeked at Fang Daoming after saying that, and saw the latter looking at him with a sinister smile. He was shocked: "You, how are you doing?"

"Hey, this is exactly what I want to ask you. You know this, why do you want me to take you on the road? Is there a hidden fluke in your heart that you really need to combine cultivation. The poor way is better than the underworld prince?"

"No!" Qi Jinbei denied it, but the look between his eyebrows had already betrayed him.

Fang Daoming laughed strangely: "Since Miss Qi thinks highly of the poor way so much, how can the poor way let you down? Let's make it reluctant."

"No!" Qi Jinbei couldn't help pulling the robe and exclaiming.

Fang Daoming looked strange and smiled: "Don't worry, although your country is beautiful, it doesn't suit my appetite, and I'm not interested in you."

Qi Jinbei's heart is big, but she is secretly ashamed and angry. For a woman who is full of confidence in her beauty, Fang Daoming's words are simply a great shame.

"Let me send you a passage. If you recite it carefully, you may be able to suppress the poison in your body."

Qi Jinbei's heart was shocked, and a scripture was introduced into her mind. As soon as she looked at it, she felt that this scripture was extremely mysterious and profound. There were mysteries everywhere. When she saw wisdom, she only read it gently, and she felt that the heart of the spring mouth** in her heart was very calm. When she read to the profound place, it suddenly stopped. Continuation.

"Why is it incomplete?"

"Hey, you are black-hearted and want to be completely. Poor Tao can warn you that this scripture is a secret law. I have no choice but to pass it on to you today. You don't have to tell the other second person to know."

"The dignity of a religion is so stingy." While protesting, Qi Jinbei felt that the power of the Nether** Huanlu broke out again, so she hurriedly recited the scriptures to suppress it, but the poison was really powerful, and she had just begun to practice this scripture, and its power could only suppress the Nethereal** Huanlu for a moment. How could she dare to be distracted?

Fang Daoming solved Qi Jinbei's problem and drove south with all his strength. He was full of vitality, blood surged, and rushed straight to the sky, and the speed was even faster.

After an hour, it has been more than a thousand miles away, and you can see the ancient Qingshan Temple in front of you from afar. Before the ancient temple, there was a bronze carriage standing next to several people, wrapped in sackcloth, which was always dressed up by the followers of the Nether Palace. A stunning woman, dressed in red clothes, was extremely eye-catching. She held a goose-yellow figure in her hand, handed it over to the people of the Nethereum and put it into the carriage. The goose-yellow figure seemed to be unconscious and lost resistance.

Fang Daoming's heart was like a mirror, and he couldn't help but be angry. With a deep cry, he turned into a rolling Zen thunder and surged away: "Blood River saint, leave Han Qinghui!"

The fiery red figure was the saint of the blood river, Salina. Fang Daoming's power of drinking scared her a lot, and she was shocked, angry and sad. At this moment, she got into the carriage and poured a bottle of medicine into Han Qinghui's mouth, and then urged the people of the Nether Palace to drive first, but she left alone to stop Fang Daoming.

Salina saw Fang Daoming getting closer and closer, and with a coquettish scolding, she actually used the bloody river to try to stop him.

Fang Daoming saw that the people in the Nether Hall were driving the carriage and gradually moving away, and he was not in a hurry. With a deep shout, his whole body was full of magic, and thousands of brilliant swords were bursting to protect himself. Unexpectedly, he directly broke through the blood river and rushed to Sharina. The latter couldn't help but lose his face. Unexpectedly, Fang Daoming's Taoist method was so strong that he completely regarded his blood river as nothing.

"How are you doing?" Sharina asked in a voice.

"This is exactly what I want to ask you. Why do you embarrass Han Qinghui? Did you attract her from my Daomingzong?

Sarina saw Fang Daoming's black face, angry, and her heart was even more sad. Two drops of crystal tears couldn't help sliding down and said sadly, "You little thief, also said that you are not a concube with that bitch, otherwise why did you chase her to this wild land? Yes, I attracted her. I want to kill her. She has been a hundred times. If you have the ability, you will kill me.

"What are you talking about? I have nothing to do with her, and I didn't come here for her."

"I still don't admit it. Seeing that you are shouting and cannibals for her, what's good about her? It's in vain that I have a deep affection for you."

"I'm the same with you and the same with her. I just bumped into the underworld prince and heard him talk about this, so I hurried to prevent you from making a big mistake. Our Taoist is dedicated to monstrous and careless. We will not covet her beauty, let alone covet children's affairs."

"What's wrong? I'll send it. I'm afraid she won't be able to do it. If you want to avenge her, just kill me."

Fang Daoming paused and his tone slowed down: "How could I kill you if you risked your life to save me in those years?"

It's okay not to mention this matter. When it comes to Sharina, she can't help crying. She didn't expect that Qi Jinbei was there, and even said from her heart: "I fell into love for you and was known by my master and mother. I would rather be scolded by them or even imprisoned than reveal your whereabouts. I I sneaked out of the teacher's door and went thousands of miles to Daoming Mountain to find you, but you ignored me and helped the bitch bully me. If you didn't like that bitch, how could you treat me like this!"

"You are so unreasonable. If you don't like others if you don't like you? Can't you have any other choice. The world is heartless, and the road is ruthless. Our Taoist is single-minded and detached from heaven and earth. We will not be moved by any children's private feelings. It's the same for you and Han Qinghui. I will make it clear to you today. Don't misunderstand any more. Empty lives up to your deep feelings.

"Are you serious?" Shalina wiped her tears. As long as he doesn't like others, she still has a chance. She is heartless and careless. The feelings are up to you: "Then what are you doing in this wilderness?"

Fang Daoming was quite helpless: "I came to the wilderness this time for my eldest brother. He was seriously injured and almost disappeared for me. I came here to find a panacea and go back to treat him."

Sharina looked down and thought, and then panicked, "Oh, my mother is going to kill you. Isn't it easier to find you when you come to the wilderness?"

"If you go back to the master now, I will be fine. Besides, if she comes alone, I am not afraid of her. If your master, the Blood River Sage comes, I can only run for my life." On that day, he saw the power of the Blood River Saint in the East China Sea and was by no means an enemy.

"Then I'll go back to the teacher first and look for you later." Shalina is also a decisive person. She will leave as she says.

"Hold on," Fang Daoming shouted, "I have to practice in isolation when I go back this time. Don't look for me again, and you can't find me. This world is like a torrent, endless, and we are just the fish in this river. Whether we can jump out of this river and transcend the world depends on your creation and practice. Children's personal feelings are just ordinary things. Saints still don't covet memorials and delay practice. It's better to say goodbye, and there will be no time in the future. "