Chapter 239 There is a monster

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corners of Huaqi's mouth, and Zuo Zixin's eyes were like looking at a dead man.

Well, in fact, Zuo Zixin has been a dead person for a long time, okay? She should be a dead ghost.

Huaqi doesn't have so much time to grind her mouth with Zuo Zixin. Now she is eager to kill Zuo Zixin. She didn't know when she pulled out a long whip and attacked Zuo Zixin like a tongue of fire.

Zuo Zixin sneered and really thought she had grown up, but it turned out that it was nothing more than that. Her personality is still so impatient that she dares to act rashly without looking at her cultivation. It seems that she really hates her to the extreme.

Zuo Zixin let go of Fengze's hand and said, "Son, this woman is up to you." After saying that, he took out a chair and lay down lazily.

Son?

Huaqi was stunned and then looked at Zuo Zixin with contempt. She has long known that Zuo Zixin is not a good bird. At the beginning, she robbed the master's wife's fiance, but now she has given birth to a son behind Shangyangzhen's back.

Huaqi directly pasted ** and the various entries of the man who stole on Zuo Zixin's shameful face.

Now, this shameless woman actually made a four- or five-year-old child fight, which completely despised her. Hua Qian's lifelong dream is actually very simple, which is to trample Zuo Zixin on the soles of his feet and** fiercely.

"Well, since the bitch wants to die, I will fulfill you." Huaqi doesn't care if the other party is a child, and it is natural for her mother to repay the debt.

Fengze's steamed bun's face wrinkled, and his clear eyes flashed bloodthirsty in line with his age. This woman is dead. His five fingers turned into rattans and went down all over the sky, surrounding Hua Yu.

Huaqi's face changed and she thought it was a small role. It seemed that she still underestimated Zuo Zixin. When she left, she was already a master of the Jindan period. Thousands of years later, how could her strength stagnate in place?

As soon as Feng Ze took action just now, Hua Wei already knew what the child was. He was Zuo Zixin's pet at the beginning, and the bloodthirsty magic vine did not expect that it had taken shape now.

Hua Yu is now half a person in the demon world. Of course, he knows the power of the bloodthirsty demon vine. She carefully looked at the magic vine around her, and the whip circled around, condensing a shield to protect herself and block the progress of the magic vine.

The bloodthirsty vine will not give her time to breathe. Its vines continue to become thicker and dense, simply wrapped in a ball. Then with the pressure of Fengze, the rattan ball slowly deforms, as if it was about to be pinched.

Hua Wei gritted her teeth and saw the proud and leisurely left Zixin through the cracks, bursting into hatred. Why does she live a good life, and she has become a ghost? Why can a pet around her pinch her to death?

Why?

She was too reluctant, and her eyes looking at Zuo Zixin became more and more vicious.

As soon as the anger appeared, Hua Yu felt that his whole body was full of unprecedented fighting spirit. With a wave of whip, the rattan turned into fragments and floated in the air. The picture of the woman in pink with a whip and the green plants floating all over the sky looks so harmonious.

The fragments of rattan fell to the ground and quickly condensed together, continuing to attack like Huaqi.

Zuo Zixin half squinted and yawned. Well, Huaqi still doesn't have a long memory. She doesn't think Huaqi can beat Fengze. After Fengze's transformation, his strength is equivalent to the disaster period in demon cultivation, and with the regeneration ability of his own plants, his strength is self-evident.

Fengze is actually more powerful than Zuo Zixin, so Hua Qi kicked on the iron plate. If you don't die this time, you will be disabled.

Zuo Zixin is no longer interested in watching it. This kind of power contrasts with such a big fight is simply looking for abuse. Fengze will definitely win. As for why he hasn't won Huaqi in so many rounds of fighting with her, I'm afraid Fengze hasn't played enough.

"Puff"

The legendary smell of blood in the air, Zuo Zixin narrowed her eyes and knew that someone had lost without looking up. Zuo Zixin took back the chair and slowly walked to Huaqi, who was tied to the shape of a zongzi.

"Hua's nephew, look, you lost again." Zuo Zixin looked at the unwilling Huaqi and said coldly.

Hua Qi turned her head, as if she was very disdainful of Zuo Zixin.

Well, Zuo Zixin's forehead is still the same. However, she is now curious about how Hua Qian became a demon and how she appeared here.

"Huaishi nephew, why don't you go to do magic cultivation if you are a good disciple of Dahuafeng?"

Huaqi's face changed greatly and looked at Zuo Zixin resentfully, giving Zuo Zixin an illusion that she was the culprit. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know that Hua Wei just scolded her.

"Zuo Zixin, how did I become like this? It's not thanks to you. Hahaha..." Hua Wei's face was ferocious. After looking up to the sky and smiling for a long time, he said meaningfully, "Zuo Zixin, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."

It's not good. She is going to blow herself up.

Zuo Zixin's face changed, and when his brain first made a judgment, the ghost condensed into a black line to prevent Hua Qian's next move. Self-detonation is the most annoying thing. She doesn't understand that people in the real world like to blow themselves up, and she doesn't know if their brains have been kicked by donkeys.

When the crisis was resolved, Zuo Zixin completely did not like Hua Yu.

"Nephew, if you want to die, then I will fulfill you." Zuo Zixin's mouth floated with a sneer, and her palm fell on Huaqi's head to read her memory.

Huaqi's unwillingness and resentment finally slowly turned into flying ash as the memory in his brain was extracted and dissipated in the dust. From then on, dust returned to dust and earth returned to earth.

Zuo Zixin never knew that as early as the time of the city lord election, Huaqi, who was the right way, had a little ambiguity with the young patriarch of the evil Xiu Tianyin Sect.

Well, cross-race love is true love. However, Zuo Zixin doesn't know whether Fu Di has ever loved Huaqi, or just used her.

Huaqi is really a poor person. She died in her own heart. Her jealousy of Zuo Zixin and resentment will not be able to live a normal life without a day, which is also the fundamental reason why she fell into the devil.

Zuo Zixin sighed as she looked at the flowers that turned into flying ash and dissipated in the air. It's actually not bad for her to have such an ending. I hope she won't be so persistent in the afterlife.

Fengze looked at the owner's sad look and couldn't help curling his lips. The host is the afterthought, and he always likes to sigh at the end of the story. Humph, if you really think so, why don't you advise her at the beginning?

Well, his master is actually hypocritical and hypocritical.

Zuo Zixin knocked a chestnut on Fengze's head, and his smooth forehead suddenly bulged. "Son, let's go. Dare to arrange me, hum."

Xiao Fengze touched the bag on his head, pouted, and followed Zuo Zixin dejectedly.

Huaqi's matter has come to an end. After Zuo Zixin's new trend, what she is most concerned about is where she is now?

Nima, which corner has she been transferred to?

Zuo Zixin took Fengze to identify a direction and walked for a long time, but there were still strange stones and endless stones around her.

She wanted to say, is she lost?

Zuo Zixin patted Fengze on the shoulder, looked at the stone wasteland that could not see the edge, and sighed, "Son, have we been thrown out of human society?"

She didn't feel any popularity all the way. She had to suspect that they were accidentally transported to an uninvable place. An unintilized place means that there is no teleportation array, and the absence of teleportation array means that she has to stay in this haunted place for a long time.

She actually regrets that the deceased was so big that she destroyed Huaqi's old nest. Whoo, if there is any transmission array there, she is not so regretful that her intestines are blue.

Forget it, it's impossible for her to reverse it now, that's all.

Zuo Zixin took Fengze's hand extremely entangled and floated in the huge wilderness for more than half an hour, and finally saw the end of the strange stone wilderness.

She said, how can this be an uncivilized and barbaric land?

Outside the wilderness is a small village. Looking from the sky, about a dozen families are sparsely distributed on both sides of a river. The house also looks dilapidated, the thatched on the roof is piece by piece, the mud wall is covered with mottled cracks, and the clothes drying in the yard are also full of patches.

What a poor mountain village is this?

Zuo Zixin slowly descended. Before she reached the ground, she saw a group of village women washing clothes by the river looking at her in surprise. Then she quickly put down the things in her hand and knelt on the ground devoutly. "The fairy has come, and our village is saved."

Zuo Zixin was stunned. It's true that mortals admire their immortals, but they are not so religious. Something must have happened to them.

Zuo Zixin slowly fell down, and then the villagers bowed again.

This village is called He Xie Village. There are only 15 families and 120 people. Except for the elderly, children and women, there are only about 20 people in their prime. However, 20 years ago, a monster suddenly appeared in the village, and the monster captured five young people every year.

The monster set a boundary around them, monitored the village at all times, and did not allow the people in the village to escape. Twenty years have passed, and there are fewer and fewer young people in the village. Without strong years of labor, the crops on the ground are getting longer and more crooked. In addition, there have been no rain in recent years, and the fields have been cracked.

Monster? I don't know if it's a demon or a monster?

Well, this is a small village, and Zuo Zixin doesn't expect them to know any mortals or practitioners. Monsters are monsters, right?

Zuo Zixin asked about the monster again, but no one could explain it clearly. I only know that every time the monster comes, the sky is filled with fog. A black wind blew, and five young people were missing in the village.

In other words, they have never seen what the monster looks like.

So, under the eager expectation of the villagers, Zuo Zixin felt that she had stayed for the time being and caught the monster for them. Why does she feel so embarrassing?