Mozun is Running Away From Marriage Every Day

The morning chicken reported dawn, and Hua Che's fever also subsided.

He was in a daze all night, he was still a little conscious in the first half of the night, but he couldn't remember what he did in the second half of the night.

Although this kind of amnesia didn't feel good, Hua Che felt refreshed and refreshed in the morning, and the wound didn't hurt anymore. He took off the gauze and looked at it, and he started to scarce as expected.

The magic of the fairy medicine of the Yuntian Water Mirror is obvious to all in the six worlds. Besides, there is no scar on the monk's body. This kind of skin trauma will heal in about three to five days.

Looking back, I saw Chu Binghuan. Although he still looked like Yuebaifengqing, Hua Che instinctively thought he was in a good mood.

"Ice cube." Hua Che called to him, "Did I last night..."

Hug and hug, cry and laugh?

The memory was too vague, Hua Che only vaguely remembered that he was running towards the river, and then there was a force that dragged him desperately.

Chu Binghuan pressed his beating forehead. He thought that Hua Che would only be done acting last night. He didn't expect that he would just do it. He really took the "Xiu Shu" and went to hang himself. He was so scared that he was frightened. After Chu Binghuan was rescued, he yelled to go to the lake, and finally bit his tongue to commit suicide. Chu Binghuan stunned him with a finger, and he didn't wake up until now.

Chu Binghuan said coldly: "Don't remember?"

Hua Che was embarrassed.

You can't believe the nonsense when you have a high fever. Chu Binghuan asked half-truth, "Who is the head of the old king next door?"

Hua Che was dumbfounded: "What kind of old man's head?"

"Brother Hua! Brother Chu! Oh, you two make me easy to find, the towns under Mingyue Valley are in a mess, you two are hiding here to find leisure, it's too much..."

Oh, here comes Pharaoh.

Chu Binghuan's eyes became cold. When looking at Murong Sa, Murong Sa ran to Hua Che with a look of horror, "Brother Hua, what's the matter with you? Are you injured? You have a fight with others. ?"

Hua Che laughed: "It's more than a fight, it's almost life and death, and I almost went to the underworld to report."

Murong Sa did not have as big a heart as Hua Che. He was shocked to hear this description: "Then you now..."

"It's okay, thanks to our Dr. Chu." Hua Che smiled flatteringly, turned around and bowed to Chu Binghuan with a sigh of relief, "There is no retribution for saving my life."

Chu Binghuan hesitated to speak but stopped.

Murong Sa: "You don't have to agree with your body."

Chu Binghuan and Hua Che were choked at the same time.

Murong Sa was also sure that Hua Che was okay before he dared to joke, he smiled wretchedly, and whispered: "How is it, Brother Hua, did you do bad things this night?"

Hua Chebai glanced at him: "What are you thinking about! We are innocent and did nothing."

"Even if you do, what? You two are getting better, and it's okay for you to regain your old feelings." As a good brother, Murong Sa said solemnly from Hua Che's point of view, "Where is Young Master Chu? He has a good family background and a good character. It's not bad. The cultivation base is still high. The most important thing is medical skills. If you don't have him this time, can you still stand here and talk?"

"People can't be too greedy, he is good enough, you have divided with him, who else do you want to go to? Don't leave such a big piece of fat, are you stupid?"

Hua Che urged Murong Sa to lead the way, and the group of three went back to meet Lin Yan. On the way to the sword, Hua Che was nagged by Murong Sa and had to say: "He is very good, but you don't look at my brother. Conditions, a commoner, nameless and moral, and... you know, it's not appropriate."

Murong Sa was choked, not knowing how to enlighten Hua Che.

Hua Che could naturally see Murongsa’s thoughts and understood his kindness, and felt warm in his heart: "You, Master Mu, are still willing to call me "Brother Hua" after learning about my origin. I am already very grateful. NS."

"What's this! Is this young master the kind of superficial person?" Murong Sa yelled, "You are you, my good brother of Murong Sa. There is nothing to do with your background and your status. Who dares? Use those messy things to slander you, just tell me, this young master beat him up!"

Hua Che's eyes were hot.

In the last life, he was not lucky enough to get acquainted with Murong Sa.

The situation in the town was worse than Hua Che had imagined. He thought that at most it was to resettle the victims, but he didn't expect to fight against the monsters.

The environment of Mingyue Valley is a special place that provokes demons and evil spirits. Villagers who settle in the surrounding area are often disturbed and miserable. And the immortal gate closest to Mingyue Valley is the Shangqing. The Shangqing will strengthen the enchantment every once in a while to protect the people from all directions from being disturbed by demons.

But now the mysterious people set fire to the town, destroying the otherwise weak enchantment, where the long-hungry monsters and evil creatures from the periphery can survive and flood into the towns one after another.

By such a coincidence, the first monster Lin Yanhuo ever saw was a dementing bat, but it was also a dementing bat that poured into the town this time, and it was very satisfying to deal with it.

The bats flying all over the sky are about to fire. Lin Yan and Wen Yuan are responsible for dealing with it, while the ape-like monsters running around the floor are a little more difficult to deal with, Lu Yao and the long nose are circling.

When Hua Che and the others arrived, they thought they could join in as combat power, but suddenly black mist rose up in the sky, and the companions who were close at hand could not be seen in a blink of an eye. The fog covered the sky, covering the clouds and the sun, Hua Che raised his hand and hit Dao Zhenyuan out. The black mist was like a swamp, swallowing the red light intact, and the black mist itself was not scattered.

Sure enough, it was not ordinary fog, but magic fog.

This is not something that low-level monsters can create.

Hua Che shouted to the dark left and right: "Alert, it's a magic repair!"

"Magic cultivator?" Murong Sa said in a particularly surprised voice: "Haha, I finally saw a living demon cultivator in my life!"

Compared with the bloodthirsty, bloodthirsty and murderous Mo Xiu recorded in the books, this is still more real.

Suddenly, there was a scream from the oblique rear of Hua Che. Hua Che didn’t care who it was. He summoned "Jifeng", facing the strong magic mist, the true essence burst out, and the magic mist retreated to the left and right, letting out. An empty road.

"Say, don't run around." Hua Che confessed and ran to the other side. When he got closer, he saw Lu Yao half kneeling on the ground, holding Langyue in one hand, and covering his calf bitten by something with the other.

Lu Yao looked up with tears in her eyes: "Clear sky."

Hua Che looked at him with low eyes.

Without waiting to speak, a clear blue light rose into the sky in the distance, and the magic mist that was a hundred li around collapsed.

Murong Sa said ecstatically: "Chu Tianyu, it's too awesome!"

Chu Binghuan, who had retracted the Tingquan, instinctively looked for Hua Che’s shadow, and saw Hua Che and Lu Yao standing together. He felt like he was stabbed by a silver needle. It was a little painful and numb. Feel dazzling.

"Watch out." After Chu Binghuan confessed to Murong Sa, he strode to Hua Che's side. He faintly swept across the embarrassing road food, staring at Hua Che, trying to find some comfort in Hua Che's eyes.

Facts have proved that Hua Che has a pale complexion and quiet eyes, without any emotions, sorrows, sorrows and joy.

He was right to Lu Yao...

Chu Binghuan looked at the Ji Feng held in Hua Che's hand, and at the Lang Yue held in Lu Yao's hand, it was even more dazzling.

That's it.

Chu Binghuan clicked Lu Yao's acupuncture point, inspected the wound on his leg, and said only two words coldly: "Non-toxic."

Hua Che didn't have any expression, and there was no wave in his eyes. He moved his gaze to the distance: "Something is coming."

Everyone was shocked, and saw a demon cultivator descend from the sky.

"Who am I? It turns out to be a group of stinky little boys." Moxiu's lazy eyes swept across the crowd, and sneered, "Holding a powerful magic weapon, it's quite bluffing."

This magic repaired high nose and small eyes, a black and red brocade robe, a chic jadeite around his waist, and a scarlet bracelet on his right wrist.

This dress may be possible to imitate, but Fen Qing Gu and Jue Qing Jade cannot be forged, and the identity of this person is self-evident.

"Little kid, do you know Shang Yanmei? Do you know Fenqing Palace?"

If these two great names don't know, they will have no face to mix in the realm of cultivation.

Fenqingdian is the largest school in the devil world. There are two great guardians under the seat of Demon Lord Yin Wuhui, the left guardian of the business spirit, and the right guardian of the business spirit.

This guardian from the left to the right is just like their name. The demons and ghosts are Yin Wuhui's right-hand man. They are deeply trusted, and there are many disciples under the guardian, all over the country. Therefore, the power of the Burning Palace can be imagined.

The demonic cultivator in front of him was probably a disciple of Zuo Hufa.

Hua Che remembered that after the death of Yin Wugui in his previous life, the Fenqing Palace collapsed and the Devil World was torn apart. How he seized power from Shang Yanmei and threw his corpse into pieces; and that once impeccable, beautiful right-protecting Shang Sprite, how lingering under his feet, was so frightened that he was so frightened every few moments.

Even Yin Wuhui is his defeated opponent in Hua Qingkong. Now that there is a nameless man who can't make it into the annals of history, will he be afraid?

Hua Che thought that Chu Binghuan would react a little, not afraid, at least he should be a little afraid! Mo Xiu didn't talk about anything else, just moving out of the Fen Qing Temple's name was enough to shock the Quartet. Unexpectedly, Chu Binghuan didn't blink his eyes, and he didn't know whether he was really ignorant or overconfident. With luck, he gave the Demon Xiu a sword without saying a word.

Mo Xiu was obviously also stunned.

He has used the name "Fen Qing Temple" to dominate outside for so many years, he hasn't encountered such a situation!

"Looking for death!" Mo Xiu's murderous aura was revealed. He stretched out his hand to try to break Chu Binghuan's neck. Unexpectedly, Chu Binghuan was so fast that he caught a hole.

It is a shame to think that he has been practicing for more than 30 years, and now that a little boy has the upper hand!

Mo Xiu waved a palm in anger, and the magic wind whizzed, Chu Binghuan retreated and used his strength to hit Mo Xiu's throat with his sword. At only half an inch away, he was firmly grasped by Mo Xiu. .

His strength was stronger than Chu Binghuan had imagined. He listened to Quan's uneasy buzzing movement. Chu Binghuan shook his left hand and fought back with Searing Soul. Moxiu responded in time. He raised his hand to hold the keel whip, and Chu Binghuan took advantage of it. And in, Tingquan draws a two-foot-long blood port on Mo Xiu's chest from top right to bottom left.

Mo Xiu screamed and fell down from the roof, holding on dangerously, and looking back, it happened to be a group of civilians with fearful faces. Mo Xiu was overjoyed, and he stepped out with a vigorous step, reaching out to grab a young man to draw his soul.

Suddenly, the sound of flute floating from nowhere caused Mo Xiu to startle.