The indescribable Taoist Lord

Zhang Qinghe, who had been prepared for a long time, knew that he could not defend himself, so he tried his best to smash three of the tentacles with Bu Xingluo. His body turned to one side again, and the Liuyun Escape Technique was launched, with his elegant and agile figure spread out within a few feet. Moving around like a banished immortal

——If he wasn't wearing a tattered student's Tsing Yi, revealing his torn flesh, and blood mixed with muddy water dripping around his body, he could probably be described like this.

Zhang Qinghe now can only be said to be in a very embarrassed state.

Li Qingluo felt pain and flinched again.

Zhang Qinghe moved slowly, his mind spinning.

While escaping, he had an idea in his mind.

Before, I couldn't think of anything else, I just thought about how to survive or take the opportunity to kill this evil thing, but now that I'm stuck in this stalemate, I might as well give it a try.

It's just a big risk.

But although he was not someone who would risk his life to save others, he never gave up helping others even when he still had the strength to spare.

He is adventurous, he is calm, he is contradictory, and he has a lot of inner drama. Not only does he treat the great cultivator one way on the outside but he also thinks the other way around. He is also cowardly and risking his life to protect himself. He is an out-and-out hypocrite, but this does not prevent him from having good intentions.

Of course, he will not admit that the most important thing is that he cannot escape this monster and cannot trust those masters.

And there was no response when summoning the jade order...

In short, if it is of no use, the worst that can happen is a few more flesh wounds. According to Xiao Wu's words, if the stalemate lasts until the first dawn of the Golden Crow, the master will come to help.

But if it works, it can save her life.

"Star Breeding Device" is nothing more than entrusting the soul in the exotic treasure, stealing the spiritual power of the stars to nourish the exotic treasure, making it stronger and then feeding the physical body.

After all, he just raised a weird external incarnation.

So since the exotic treasure can be possessed, what about the evil body that is the same as it?

In the final analysis, these twisted and weird things are all the same thing, brothers and sisters.

If my sister can do it, then my sister can do it too.

As long as the soul is strong enough and can resist the infection, it will definitely be able to take over the evil spirit.

Of course, Li Qingluo's physical body has an owner, and spirituality and physical body are closely connected, but Zhang Qinghe is not trying to seize the body, he only needs a channel.

A channel to communicate with Li Qingluo’s spirituality.

The demon was extremely fast, and Zhang Qinghe could only wait for opportunities to inflict serious damage before. This was also the reason why the iron sword had the ability to kill the demon, but could only defend passively.

Since he couldn't catch it, he had no choice but to move forward on his own.

Zhang Qinghe's imperial envoy's iron sword floated around him to protect him, and he used the Flowing Cloud Escape Technique again and again to get closer.

When the evil demon was surprised that the other party suddenly came forward, Zhang Qinghe stepped forward, pointed out a finger, and used the method in the "Xingxiang Nurturing Device" to hold back his nausea and poked at the evil creature's ugly head.

Just a hair's breadth away, and that terrifying mouthpart would take away half of his arm.

The soul extended from Zhang Qinghe's fingertips to the center of Li Qingluo's eyebrows, and then the great heavenly sound from the Taoist canon of the ancestor that Zhang Qinghe obtained rang out from his heart.

——“To turn a blind eye is called barbarian;

Hearing but not hearing is called Xi;

If you can't fight, it's called Wei.

These three cannot lead to cross-examination, so they are mixed into one. There is no anger above it, and there is no ignorance below it. The ropes are nameless and return to nothingness..."

A black air attached to the evil object evaporated, and was finally doused by the rain.

The tendrils of flesh that almost touched his left waist suddenly went limp...

Zhang Qinghe took a deep breath, but luckily it worked, otherwise he would have lost a kidney.

The monster's dark, deep and incomprehensible pupils gradually became understandable. As the sound of the sky on the avenue sounded, the eyes became clear and the twisted body faded.

Zhang Qinghe gradually appeared as a girl slumped on the ground, covered in blood. The student's green clothes were in tatters. She was actually even more miserable than Zhang Qinghe, and she no longer looked charming.

He let out a long breath, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.

No...no...there's something I've overlooked...

Zhang Qinghe frowned and turned off his spiritual vision.

The tall monster with a terrifying posture appeared in front of him again.

But its remaining limbs were limp, and it made a muffled grunting sound from its throat, as if it was whining and whimpering.

It looked at its own paws tremblingly, and two lines of turbid tears fell from its strangely protruding eyes.

Then he raised his head and let out a hoarse wail at the sky.

The sound of rain is still pattering, drowning out the hissing.

——What was restored to its original state was Li Qingluo’s soul and spirituality.

Li Qingluo's body will never come back, and she can only live as a weird and terrifying monster forever.

Zhang Qinghe relied on her self-enlightenment "Xiaoyaoyou" and the shadow of her ancestors in her hometown to form a cause and effect, and was able to restore the essence, but she was different from Zhang Qinghe after all.

After so many years of being cared for by relatives, friends, and family, no one cared for her this time.

Zhang Qinghe turned on his spiritual vision, and the fragile and desperate girl appeared in his eyes again.

After crying for a long time, she gradually calmed down.

Zhang Qinghe wiped off the blood all over his body, leaned on his sword and squatted down cautiously, breathing heavily.

"Who are you?" Li Qingluo asked weakly.

"Zhang Qinghe."

"Does Zhang Qi take care of Master Zhang's son?"

"yes."

"Your Majesty's reform is a great sage's policy."

"Thanks."

"I've met your father, Brother Zhang doesn't look much like him."

"Um……"

The two of them actually started having an affair in the rain like old friends.

One is willing to listen out of sympathy.

One has only to speak out of desperation.

But if any bystanders were present, they would only think that Zhang Qinghe was possessed by the monster, muttering words that were dizzy and difficult to understand.

"Brother Zhang, can you do me three favors?"

After chatting in vain for a long time, Li Qingluo suddenly said this.

She carefully stretched out her fingers, and a hosta that still needed to be polished was exposed.

The hosta is warm and moist, with no carvings except for the cinnamon branches. It is very simple and clear, without any blood stains, and is well protected.

Zhang Qinghe was stunned. He thought that even at the craziest moment, the demonized Li Qingluo never used the fingers and claws of her right hand to fight against the enemy.

"This, I'm looking for Master Tian Yezi in Chang'an, refine the spirit treasure, and give it to a man named Xie Luming. They are very famous. You can find out after a little inquiry.

As a reward, you can use the things in my Qiankun Ring as you wish. "

"Of course, Brother Zhang can also refuse. This request is really abrupt. If I hurt Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang can still take my Qiankun Ring as compensation."

Li Qingluo was very unfamiliar with pleading. She had never asked for help so sincerely and never needed to. Except for love, she was almost born with everything.

So it wasn’t until I fell into this situation that my temperament changed.

——People don’t grow up slowly, they grow up in an instant.

Zhang Qinghe could feel the sincerity and the shyness, so he didn't feel irritated.

"Where's the second one?" Zhang Qinghe accepted the hosta without comment.

"The second thing is, please Brother Zhang, please save me." Li Qingluo begged sincerely.

"I have already rescued you." Zhang Qinghe frowned. "But there's nothing I can do about your body."

He really had no choice.

Zhang Qinghe is not stingy with kindness and sympathy, but is also indifferent to people who push their limits.

"No, Brother Zhang didn't save me."

Li Qingluo shook her head and struggled to maintain a smile. Fortunately, she was under spiritual vision, otherwise she would probably have seen the terrifying face of the evil creature with its mouth opened.

Zhang Qinghe's face became even stiffer.

"Brother Zhang hasn't saved me yet."

She repeated as she struggled to pick up the iron sword and put it into Zhang Qinghe's hands.

The iron sword burned black marks between her fingers, exuding a burnt aftertaste.

Under Zhang Qinghe's shocked eyes, her torso suddenly stood up again, and the iron sword pierced her chest. The area around the wound turned into ashes, and continued to spread.

——This requires a long process.

It hurt, but she tried her best not to scream. This was the last face the girl from the Li family had.

"I can't accept not seeing him, and I can't accept seeing him like this."

Li Qingluo pursed her pale lips and stepped forward, the sword half a foot deeper.

Due to the characteristics of the exotic treasure, no matter how powerful she or it is, there is no cure for it.

"Okay, Brother Zhang, thank you."

Li Qingluo suddenly showed her face.

"Now you saved me."