Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Over the bluestone, over the mountain stream.

Dao robe was the wind, Li Changan dexterously walked through the mountain roads.

He urged Chonglongyu, carefully distinguished every breath in the air, and recalled Yan Xinglie's instructions before leaving.

"Dao Master's trip, please be careful."

"The demon girl's identity is of great importance. I think the people of the White Lotus Sect have also sent good hands to search around."

"Moreover, this demon girl is also a master of evil ways. Although she has been blocked by the method of Zhenfu Sizhong, some of them are gradually losing their effectiveness. uniform……"

Time is running out, and Yan Xinglie doesn't talk too much nonsense.

All in all, you must act fast!

Faster than the Bailian Cult's response, and faster than the demon girl's recovery!

However, in life, it is inevitable that twists and turns are inevitable.

The dashing Taoist suddenly braked sharply.

He grabbed a handful of air and brushed it over his nose, frowning.

The smell of the woman in red was mixed with other smells.

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An army of officers was winding through the mountain roads.

Although the number of people is small, but before marching, the flags are organized, messy and not chaotic. Obviously, the commander is also a veteran.

This team belonged to the imperial army in Sakon, and this trip was to report victory to the imperial court.

"Second Uncle Cui, I will fix it here today."

In the middle of the chariot and the horse, Zhang Zhihu hit the horse and came to the head of the team.

The gray-bearded veteran looked at the sun and wrinkled his face.

"But Major General, it's still early to get dark."

"The soldiers are all lacking."

He pressed his sentence hard, and couldn't wait to return to the carriage.

In the carriage, sitting a pretty girl in red.

"I think that little lady is exhausted!"

The veteran sneered, but he sighed. What can he do, although he is the actual commander of this team, but the opponent is the nephew of the general.

He also had to pinch his nose to arrange for the soldiers to camp around, but he couldn't help looking at the woman on the carriage. She was really a beautiful girl.

This girl was picked up halfway around today. It was said that she was the daughter of an official and eunuch. She met a certain bearded thief and separated from her family.

Strangely speaking, he knows how proud his major general is. He has never looked at any number of noble ladies in Chang'an, but seeing this girl is like a hungry dog ​​hitting a bone.

All day long, without asking anything, I just wanted to show my courtesy to others.

Seeing how he kept spinning around the little lady, a fresh idea suddenly appeared in the veteran's mind.

"Major General, he... looks like a dog."

Well, it's still a "dog" clamoring to marry "flesh bones". But the origin of this "flesh bone" is really unknown. If it's really a certain official, it's okay, if it's not... if it's not known by the general, it's indispensable to get mad at yourself and cure the sin of inadequate management.

Thinking of this, the veteran felt his back faintly hurt, not only whispered to the man in black robes next to him.

"Where is your lady's daughter?"

The black robe man replied with two nostrils.

Your mother! The veteran is furious, but people do not know where they really are.

He concealed his anger in angrily, but the sun was too big to hold down, so he almost found an eye-catching **** and kicked it up.

"Ouch."

The owner of the **** immediately fell into a nasty dog.

"You..." The hapless guy rushed to his feet and turned into flattery when he saw the veteran. "...What's the old man's order?"

"Zhu Clam..." The quick response and thick skin made the veteran roll his eyes, "...take your people up and get some firewood back."

"Really!" Zhu Hazi smiled, "What do you always order?"

The veteran waved his hand.

"Then take the bow, get some wild products, and give Lao Tzu a tooth sacrifice."

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"Oh huh."

Li Changan was lying in the woods, looking at the team camping underneath, he felt that this trip was probably cold.

For an army, the number of troops below is very small, but there are more than a hundred people, not even a divisional division. But for the single-handed Li Changan... it's better to count, he doesn't have the ability to "take the first rank among a million generals".

Get in and wait for an opportunity to assassinate?

As soon as this thought came up, Li Changan shook his head all by himself.

But, just go back like this? Fortunately, in front of the big beard, he also got a big ticket.

Suddenly, there was a noise in front of him.

Taoist priests used their hands and feet to climb up to the crown of the tree to hide their figure.

Or, a group of officers went into the woods, and in their words, they seemed to come to gather firewood and get some wild game by the way.

"Zhang San, you and Li Si, go over there."

"One ear and one eye go to the left."

After the officer named Zhu Hazi instructed his subordinates to disperse all the time, he was so uncomfortable to sit under the tree where Li Changan was hiding, stretch his waist and knock his back.

Above his head, the Taoist priest with short hair thoughtfully.

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"My lord, spare your life!"

"I have done meritorious service for the court, I have been injured for the court!"

Li Changan caught the officers and soldiers back to the mountain road. The villagers had dispersed long ago, but there was a lame horse with his neck held high, gnawing at the low leaves.

Yan Dabeard sat aside, a few **** arrows scattered in front of him, and his body was covered with bandages, with some simple runes painted on the bandages, flowing dim brilliance.

"how?"

Seeing Li Changan, the beard asked eagerly.

The Taoist priest shook his head and threw the clam on the ground.

"Ouch."

This Zhu Clam is also a wonderful person. He clarified the situation with two or three glances as soon as he woke up, and immediately knocked his head at Yan Xinglie, and said the above sentence in his mouth.

However, Li Changan could understand something from these words.

"You call him your lord? Do you know him?"

He listened, and quickly turned around, with a flattering smile on his face:

"Dao Master, you nobles forget things, but yesterday I saw you show your power with my own eyes."

Oh, Li Chang'an suddenly, it turned out that this man was one of the knights that the white robe captain was carrying that day.

The Taoist nodded.

"Since we are also old acquaintances, we can't let you suffer. If you ask you anything, you can honestly explain it, otherwise..."

Before he finished his words, the Zhu Clam cried out, knowing everything, saying nothing, and resolutely cooperated with the Zhenfu Division in his work, and shook the bottom of the team to the sky in no time.

Including how she met the woman, how the woman told herself, and how his major general was obsessed with the woman.

After listening, Li Changan pondered for a while, then suddenly asked:

"I think there are two men in black robes in the army. They don't look like officers' uniforms. They are..."

"They got it half way by themselves. It was the little girl... the servant of the demon girl's house."

Hearing this, the Taoist priest and the bearded look at each other, both eyes are dignified.

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I asked a few more words.

Finally couldn't get anything new out of this slick guy's mouth.

The Taoist winked at his big beard, and the meaning was self-evident-what do you plan to do with this stuff?

The Zhu Clam, who had been carefully looking at the expressions of the two of them, did not know that it was time for life and death, and immediately activated the twelve levels of skill, snapped to the ground, tears and snot gushing out.

"My lord, be merciful! The small one has the old, and the small one has the younger. I am the court..."

"Stop it."

The beard interrupted him with a headache, thought for a while, and waved his hand.

"Go by yourself."

"Great kindness, unforgettable." The Zhu Clam howled, but didn't run away, just sneaking a glance at Li Changan with his eyeballs.

The Taoist priest smiled and shook his head: "Go and stay as you please."

"alright."

He just got up neatly and ran away without a trace.

When this person ran away, Yan Xinglie sighed leisurely:

"The demon girl has met with a member of the White Lotus Sect."

"The chief commander of the hundred and tenth officer army also followed the demon girl's way."

"If you put on the identity of Brother Yan, your Zhen Fusi..."

"I'm afraid it's not useful." Yan Chixia shook her head, "If you go to the official army camp to bring a military order, first, I am afraid that time is not enough, and secondly, I am afraid that the Lord will be deeply confused and will not listen to the order; if he appears directly In front of that officer and army, I am afraid that the enchantress will instigate and kill."

Li Changan spread his hands.

"That's nothing."

for a long time.

"Do not."

After thinking for a while, Yan Xinglie raised his head, eyes shining brightly.

"Maybe, there is still a chance."

"How to say?"

"Dao Master ever saw the iron shackles in the hands of the demon girl?"

Li Changan nodded, the delicate and beautiful woman locked such a stubborn thing in her hand, naturally it was very conspicuous.

"That iron shackle is called a dragon lock. It was specially made by our town manager for escorting serious offenders. It is rare in the world and specializes in locking people's souls. Once it is brought, the king of heaven and Laozi can't get rid of it."

"And the ingenuity was created by the general supervisor. Each Zhenlong lock is unique and there is only one key."

"And the demon girl holds the key to the dragon lock..."

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"...In the hands of that surname Yan!"

The woman in red was half leaning on the bluestone, her tone was soft and tender, but she seemed to care less, but the long fingernails of the tail ran across the iron shackles, and there was a scratching sound, but she couldn't keep a white mark. Finally, it landed on the bluestone below, scraping a piece of stone in vain.

The two men in black robes were embarrassed.

"Holy woman, Zuo Shi has received the news from me and is coming here. When we meet and return to the teaching, there is always a way to unlock the dragon lock in this town. Why bother to care about an old bird now?"

The woman suddenly laughed: "The two are really leaders in my teaching..."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them immediately raised their eyebrows, but the next sentence was like a pot of ice water poured down in the middle of winter.

"The well-known harsh judge is just a mere old morrow in the eyes of both, so why do you have to push three times to deal with such a badly injured old morrow..."

The smile on the woman's face was faintly cold.

"Could it be my saint..."

The two black-robed men were split with guts, and hurriedly fell to the ground.

"The villain dare not. The villain only considers the barren mountains and forests. We can't find Yan Xinglie for a while, and there is no one around the saint..."

"You don't need to find it."

The woman snorted coldly, and the look on her face suddenly changed back to her delicate and charming look, and she whispered:

"Zhang Lang."

"Qing Fei."

The general in white robe came over.

"That thief, I found it for you!"