After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 88: I am not alone

The locust clouds are endless, and the purple electricity flickers.

Peiyu is dressed in white, holding a dazzling knife, and walking on the electricity.

A layer of blood-red flames covered her body, making it impossible for the locust tide to get close.

In fact, it does not need to be like this, as long as a trace of the blood mist is leaked out, the swarms of locusts can be deterred.

The purple thunder rope shook violently, and Peiyu was unstable and looked aside coldly.

A divine consciousness of the Nascent Soul Stage stretched out, pressing like a giant mountain.

She didn't dodge, raised her hand and waved a hundred thunder talisman, Wushuang slashed it, the sword air blew the talisman out for several miles, the flames splashed, the thunder talisman was immediately detonated.

On the treasure ship, the disciples of Gushan also felt this sense of spirit, and the huge gap made them sweat in cold sweat and did not dare to move.

The divine consciousness circled the disciples and fell on Huaibo.

Huaibo's complexion was as usual, and he slowly moved his hand to the hilt of the sword, and when he was about to pull it out of the cloud, his divine consciousness quickly retracted like an electric shock.

"Look at that!" someone exclaimed.

In the dark clouds, the golden clouds exploded, and the explosion sounded like billowing thunder.

In the crackling sound, the corpses of blood locusts fell like rain. If they could break through the locust tide, they would find a thick layer of corpses on the ground.

"Which one wants to lend a helping hand?" Yu Qingshu looked at Huaibo and asked.

Huaibo sneered, "Help? I think she just wants to take the opportunity to see if there are any amazing talents in Gushan. If so, it's just the opportunity to eradicate it."

Yu Qingshu suddenly looked at Lei Sheng, "Isn't there any danger in Peiyu?"

Huaibo smiled in her eyes, "Don't be afraid, that's Peiyu."

Yu Qingshu was dumb.

For ordinary people, things that are unthinkable when placed on Peiyu seem to be taken for granted.

Huaibo walked slowly to the side of the boat and looked at the dense blood locusts, with a relaxed and stable expression, like standing on a lonely mountain watching the clouds and enjoying the fog.

Yu Qingshu was worried, "Is the Nascent Soul Power, who is hostile to Gushan, a monster or a demon king?"

Huaibo frowned, "It's not a demon." She looked at Shengrenzhuang's direction and snorted coldly: "A younger brother."

Shengrenzhuang, see Xiange.

Ji Yue followed the maid and stepped onto the ninth floor of this tall building for the first time.

A strong peach blossom scented over his face. The scent of flowers is beautiful, walking through the curtains, and through a wooden screen, you can vaguely see the back of the saint sitting cross-legged.

Jiyue bowed and saluted, "Master."

Yuanfeng answered softly, stepped barefoot on the cool wooden board, and walked out from behind the screen.

She only wore plain clothes, her long hair was untied, she hung her eyes close to her knees, and her face was peaceful and beautiful.

Jiyue bowed her head, not daring to see the saint's face.

A drop of water came into her ears, and she frowned, her eyes seeing a little blood on the ground, like a beautiful peach blossom.

Ji Yue raised her head in a panic, and lost her voice: "Master, your eyes?"

Two blood stains dripped from the corner of Yuanfeng's eyes, painted on the white surface, shocking.

She chuckled, "It's no big deal."

"Who hurt you?"

Yuan Feng raised his hand, and stretched out a snow-white wrist from his broad sleeves, and a rusty peach blossom appeared in his hand.

The mind turns, with vaporization, only power can do it.

"Our guest encountered a little trouble, you take this to pick it up."

Ji Yue took the peach branch with both hands, "Yes."

Yuanfeng smiled, "Don't worry, just let them know that you are there."

Jiyue was puzzled, but did not question.

Yuanfeng turned around, pushed open the wooden window, looked at the waves of the sea, and asked, "Which one do you think will win this sword trial?"

Jiyue pondered, "Gushan."

"Oh?"

Ji Yue said: "There is a person in Gushan..."

She remembered the scene of seeing each other in the rain on the New Year's Eve, when Peiyu used Tiangong as a bottle, drowning in the rain as wine, and respecting each other from a distance, she curled her lips and smiled.

"When I first saw her, I thought she was extraordinary. Based on her age, she will participate this time."

"Very extraordinary?" Yuan Feng smiled sharply, his tone cold.

Jiyue asked: "Has the Master seen her?"

Yuanfeng snorted and wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes, "I don't know whether she is ordinary or extraordinary, but I know she is very rich."

Peiyu swung the knife, and the knife was empty for a moment. She took the opportunity to jump onto the deck and stepped on the stern.

There was the sound of silk-string singing and dancing for music from the other side of the ship.

Peiyu tilted her head to look, her eyes a little complicated. She owed a lot, a blood debt, and she didn't know when she would be able to pay it off.

She took out the thunder talisman and began to work in silence. When the boat was halfway up, the painting shook, and the barrier was in danger.

At this time, the stern has been posted.

Peiyu walked to the bow, and the joy-seeking women looked at the outsider in surprise, singing and dancing stopped, and Fu Yunzhu was so drunk that she frowned and asked, "Why didn't you sing?"

The beauty whispered: "City Lord, someone has come."

Fu Yunzhu closed his eyes, "Come on, what's up to me?"

The beauty said in her ear: "It's a beauty."

Fu Yunzhu immediately opened his eyes, looked at Peiyu for a long time, and Shu Mei smiled and said, "It really is a beauty."

Peiyu originally wanted her to help put the spell, but looking like this, thinking about it couldn't help much, so she walked to the organ by herself, added the spirit stone, strengthened the enchantment, and silently continued to paste the spell.

A line of Caiyi beauty stared at her blankly.

Fu Yunzhu walked staggeringly, her purple clothes hanging loosely on her body, revealing her snow-white shoulders.

She hugged Peiyu's waist, and drew her breath. "Beauty, what do you do with the wall? Come with me to drink."

Peiyu frowned slightly, her eyes moved slightly, "City Lord, let go."

Fu Yunzhu met her eyes, suddenly lost, Taohua's eyes pulse, I don't know whether it is drunk or awake.

She obediently pulled apart Ren Peiyu, turning her hands over her dress, and she didn't know where to turn out a lantern. The color of the lantern is gray, and it can only barely be seen as a rabbit.

Fu Yunzhu whispered: "You are back, I will return the lamp to you, and you will return my father, okay?"

Pei Yuru was struck by lightning, looking pale at the lantern, unable to say anything.

The red-dressed beauty stepped forward to hold Fu Yunzhu, and said softly: "Sandy, you have admitted wrong."

Fu Yunzhu screamed: "I don't! I don't!" She pointed to Peiyu, "I said, she took my father away, you don't believe me!"

With that, she began to cry, as if going back to the past. At that time, she told everyone that the sister in black took Dad away, but who would believe a four-year-old child?

The red-dressed beauty smiled apologetically at Peiyu, and patted her on the back expertly, "Don't be afraid, it's been three hundred years."

The corners of Peiyu's eyes were a little moist, and he bent down in silence, putting the thunder symbols on the painting boat one by one.

Those beauties watched her movements inexplicably, and did not stop them, and a few came to ask if they needed help.

The beauty in red fed Fu Yunzhu a bowl of sober soup, helped her to rest on the couch, and then saluted Peiyu and asked her name.

Peiyu said: "Gushan, Peiyu."

The beauty opened her eyes wide, "Little fairy is long?"

Peiyu frowned and looked at the woman with heavy makeup, "Are you?"

The beauty wiped off the makeup on her face in twos and then smiled: "I'm Chu Xiaotang!"

Peiyu was a little surprised, but she didn't expect the two to see each other again. Chu Xiaotang's appearance is still young, with no trace of time.

"You also entered the fairy gate?"

Chu Xiaotang shook his head, "I have been the maid of the city lord, and she will feed us the elixir of youth."

Peiyu nodded, that was the case.

Chu Xiaotang was very happy and smiled. "I didn't expect to see Immortal Chang one day again. I wanted to go to Gushan to thank Immortal Chang in person, but I was afraid to disturb your cultivation. How okay with Immortal Chang Huai Bai and Chang Zhao?"

"It's fine."

Chu Xiaotang asked, "How good is that little scalper?"

Peiyu was silent for a moment, "Passed."

Chu Xiaotang uttered "Ah" and laughed again, "According to age, this is normal, after all, it's not a human being." She was just a little surprised and not sad.

As he spoke, Peiyu had already attached the talisman, manipulating the painting boat to approach the Gushan ship.

Approaching the big ship, under the protection of the disciples of Gushan, they took all the maids in the painting boat onto the treasure ship, including Fu Yunzhu, who was sleeplessly asleep.

At this time, Huaibo's work was done, and the Gushan Cloud Boat set off again, slowly moving, thunder symbols fluttering, purple lightning flashing, and the ship's hull as if covered by lightning, it was like a broken bamboo along the way.

The Jiangcheng women are beautiful and romantic, and the Gushan teenagers have been locked up for a long time. They rarely see the charming style in the world, and they can't help but look quietly with their heads turned.

In order to repay the favor, these beauties played the piano and danced on the boat, drawing people around.

Peiyu and the others walked silently to the stern while everyone did not check. The stern was empty, and the sound of the orchestra came.

"Master, who released that divine sense?"

Huaibo smiled and said, "Can you guess?"

Peiyu thought for a moment, "Yuan Feng?"

Huaibo nodded and said solemnly: "Actually, the immortal gates are not as harmonious as you imagined. Several gates contain each other, there are many battles inside, and they will secretly use some methods." She has never taught Peiyu about these things. But now the time has come, "Like this locust plague."

"Use it to test and see if other sects have talents that threaten them, take precautions early, or just wipe them out." Huaibo sighed, "Where there are people, there will be fights, even in the fairy sects. It's the same." She looked forward, "If I guessed correctly, someone from Shengrenzhuang will soon come to respond and do the surface work."

"Tent with blood locusts?" Peiyu frowned, "Aren't you afraid that Gushan will settle accounts with them?"

Huaibo's tone was a little helpless, "Everyone understands this kind of thing in their hearts, but they can't be told on stage. One of the things that can't be shown is evidence. What if there is evidence?" She knocked on the boat bar with her fingers. , "Today's immortal door does not have strict rules and regulations, and there is no person strong enough to maintain the rules."

"In fact, when I was young, I always wanted to change these things. That is the way I pursued, and it is also the ambition of my friend."

Huaibo was a little bit sad. If Heqing and the others were still alive, maybe they could have given these children a better fairy gate.

"But it's nothing," she laughed, her eyebrows crooked, the treasure ship just broke through the locust cloud, and the sun was shining on her face, "and you young people."

Passing on from generation to generation, we are not alone.

Peiyu looked at her deeply, "There is also a master."

Ji Yue took a group of disciples just before the locust tide, and opened a way with the flower branches donated by the saint of deep wind. Just as he was about to fly in, a cloud ship covered with the best thunder charms slowly sailed out. The people on the ship sang and danced, and the sound of silk and bamboo lingered.

The disciples of Shengrenzhuang looked different.

Some people want to hear that Xuanmen is not wrong about life and death. These people are thinking about having fun in the face of the locust tide. Some people lament that Gushan is really good, so easy to solve the locust plague, but more people are staring blankly at the floating boat. The best thunder talisman, surprised, isn't Gushan a group of Taoist priests? Why is it so rich and powerful? Is it too late to switch to Gushan now?

Jiyue's eyes moved slightly, and her heart said, what the saint said was really good.

Indeed, very rich.

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