Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 114

In the quiet and deserted town, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

The footsteps were methodical, neither fast nor slow, as casual as walking.

Jing Li squinted his eyes, the Golden Sword of Magic Ziliu was out of its sheath and was in his hand.

Watching the faint black mist in front of him vigilantly, not to mention that he didn't feel that there was still life in this town just now; how could it be easy to stroll around in this kind of place.

The sound of footsteps became more and more distinct from far to near.

The figure covered by the mist gradually became clear.

Against the backdrop of the mist around her, her extremely pale face looked even more radiant and jade-like.

The moment she saw the person coming, Ziling subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. She thought she would see a heinous monster, but she didn't expect it to be such a scholar-like person.

I have to say that being good-looking is taking advantage. After Luo Hu appeared, half of Ziling's hostility could not help but disappear, and the remaining half was because her IQ was still online. Strange.

Jing Li couldn't feel any anger from the opponent.

He obviously looks terribly weak, as if he would fall down when the wind blows, but he can't see the other party's cultivation.

When the spiritual consciousness fell on that person, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response, and without the slightest ripple.

The scholar gave him the feeling that it was like the black mist behind him, which was unpredictable but extremely dangerous—everywhere in the field of vision was dyed with a red border, a dazzling red Start jumping.

This is the third time since crossing.

There is a red warning.

The first time was because of hearing about people; the second time was because of Yao Banyan; and now, from the appearance of this weak-looking scholar in front of him, his eyes were full of red.

Let’s not mention Wen Renyi’s time, but when Yao Banyan appeared, he really wanted to take his own life, and this time the red light was brighter than that time, does it mean that this person is more powerful than Yao Banyan? How much more dangerous is smoking?

Walking calmly along the way, Luo Hu, who could be called leisurely, stopped ten steps away from the two of them. His eyes only touched Ziling for a moment, then quickly skipped it, and focused his attention on the kid directly opposite. .

This is the taste. I haven't seen such delicious food for a long time. It seems that going out this time is a good thing.

"The two of you have worked so hard to come here from thousands of miles away. If you don't say something, I will not greet you well."

The low and thin voice seemed a little fuzzy in the fog.

Hearing this polite remark, Ziling thought that there was something to discuss next, but she never expected that the other party's actions and words were completely opposite to each other!

Dozens of ghosts appeared vaguely in the black mist. Standing behind Luo Hu, they couldn't see very clearly, but those red eyes shone slightly in the darkness.

It's like a swarm of rats lurking in the night, which makes people feel cool.

It seemed that Luo Hu felt that the appearance of the two in front of him was very interesting, so Luo Hu couldn't help but laughed softly.

Ever since Jing Li and the others came here, the cold wind that didn't know how to stop didn't know when it would recede, and Luo Hu's laughter became the only sound in this space.

The thin scholar lifted his chin lightly, and dozens of ghost figures jumped out from behind him.

A series of figures between illusion and reality surrounded Jing Li and the two, baring their teeth and claws.

Although the other party's identity is not known, it is not difficult to infer from the other party's words that he pretended to be the master just now, it is he who made this town what it is now.

Seeing the ghosts coming towards them like wolves and tigers, as well as the overly pale face of the other party, which makes people feel that there is no trace of anger in the body, it must be a ghost cultivator.

To deal with this kind of enemy, mine is the most effective.

Although he is not like Cang Qi, who has the spiritual root of the thunder system, he still knows some thunder spells, not to mention that he has a bunch of spiritual weapons and talismans on his body.

The moment the ghosts rushed up, Jing Li pulled out two talismans and put them between the index finger and middle finger of his left hand. He quickly read out a series of formulas, and raised his right fingers together to draw a wonderful trajectory in the void. The trajectory appeared from under the fingertips, with a hazy blue light, and melted into the two talismans.

After the blue light disappeared on the surface of the talisman, the two talismans ignited without fire and turned into ashes, replaced by a thunder snake as thick as an adult man's arm and nearly two meters long.

Without Jing Li's order, the Thunder Snake shot out quickly, and with a flick of its thick and long tail, it hit the two ghost figures on the left, arousing a large group of dazzling thunder light, and the sound of explosions could be heard endlessly.

Although they are ghost images, it does not mean that they are painless and not afraid of pain.

The two groups of ghosts that were hit suddenly changed their faces, screamed in their mouths, and angrily grabbed the tail of the snake, but was blown away by the tail of the thunder snake.

The Thunder Snake rolled in mid-air without hesitation, rolling wherever there were ghosts, and the ghosts around the roll avoided one after another, lest the Thunder Snake would roll on him.

Ziling stared wide-eyed at the arrogant Thunder Snake, and then glanced at her side to do the same. Jing Li, who had already started summoning the second Thunder Snake, was stunned, then quickly recovered, thinking for a while, from He took out something from the bracelet in his hand and shook it off, but it turned out to be a piece of flowing cloud satin.

Ambilight, like the clouds in the sky are disillusioned.

A pair of catkins overturned, dancing the flowing cloud satin very well.

The dreamlike and gorgeous brocade drew sharp arcs in the air, and at the edge of the ribbon, a circle of purple thunder was crackling.

A group of ghosts couldn't dodge in time, and was entangled with a small half of the body by the ribbon, and the whole figure began to twitch as if it had been electrocuted...

When the dozens of ghosts rushed past, they were aggressive, but now they were made to flee by those two people, and they lost the prestige they had before.

His subordinates are so ineffective, as the master, he must have no honor in his face.

The smile on Pian Luohu's face remained undiminished, watching with relish.

It was as if those who had been murdered were not under his own hands.

Seeing the figure standing in the middle of the thunder, even the snow-colored hair was dyed purple, the smile in Luo Hu's eyes deepened, "Is this not bad?"

Except for the black mist, there is nothing else around Luo Hu, let alone a figure, but he still said that he was excited, and he didn't care if he didn't get a response. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Jing Li and the ghost were fighting, he scrutinized the person carefully. I feel more and more lucky that this will be good, and when I meet a good guy, as long as I think that I have another useful subordinate, I can't stop being happy.

After saying a few more words, there was still no movement around him. Luo Hu rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something, and said with a light smile. "Don't worry, no matter how good that kid is, in my heart, I can't surpass you." After the already low voice was deliberately lowered, it added a bit of ambiguity, "You are the treasure I got with great difficulty. "

Before the words fell, the black mist around him started to move.

The mist surged, and it seemed that there was something inside.

As if he didn't feel the other party's disgust, Luo Hu stretched out his hand to stroke the black mist around him, and the black mist dissipated immediately.

Luo Hu shrugged, a little bored.

He casually glanced over at the two people who had already begun to wrap up, his eyes were cold.

"After playing with you for a long time, it's time to have fun. Now, it's my turn."

Covered by the light black mist, the already groggy sky suddenly darkened.

The ghosts entangled by the thunder snake and the cloud satin also disappeared completely at the same time.

Originally, it was just a black mist that was as light as a cloud of smoke, as if it had been splashed with ink, it completely settled down, and the overwhelming cold and ghostly aura surged in.

A gust of cold air sprang out from Luo Hu's body, and the chill chill caused the nearby eaves to be covered with ice edges, and the ground was also frozen three feet above.

Luo Hu is dressed in a plain robe, standing between the black and white, but it is an indescribable fit.

After Luo Hu no longer kept it, and released all his coercion, Jing Li's expression became extremely ugly in an instant.

As for Luo Hu's strength, he naturally also had some doubts, and also vaguely guessed that the other party's cultivation base was higher than his own. He thought that the person he met this time might be a ghost cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, but he thought it was easy.

The breathless coercion is not comparable to that of Nascent Soul cultivator.

And this feeling, he has felt in other people.

His family's master, Zhenjun Mingxuan.

Mingxuan is already a master in the transformation stage, so the scholar in front of him...

Jing Li couldn't help but gasped.

This time, it really hit the jackpot.

Luo Hu tilted his head, looked at the two men with ugly faces, stretched out his right hand, and with a light hook, a person appeared out of nowhere on the ground.

That person was shrouded in layers of black mist, making it hard to see his true face.

Luo Hu didn't take the other party's little awkwardness into his eyes, stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly, and the black mist disappeared without a trace as if blown away by the wind, revealing that handsome and indifferent face. face.

"what……"

After seeing the man's face clearly, Ziling couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Jing Li turned his face slightly, "?" Know him?

Ziling couldn't help but glanced at that person again, with a look of astonishment and confusion, she leaned closer to Jing Li, and said in a low voice, "The person next to Guixiu seems to be...Senior Brother Ying Wuxia..."

……Who is that?

Jing Li recalled it for a while, and made sure that he had never heard of this name.

"Senior brother Ying Wuxia is the first disciple of Guiyi sect's head teacher."

In the realm of comprehension, the one who knows the most about the younger generation of various sects is definitely Biqing Pavilion.

After all, there are many girls in the family...

And as the three big sects of the three giants in the cultivation world, the women of Biqing Pavilion know it very well, and as one of the leaders of the younger generation of these three sects, Ying Wushu and Ziling are not unfamiliar reason.

While telling Jing Li about Ying Wuxia's identity, Ziling was a little confused, "Speaking of it... I heard from the fourth junior sister that "this junior sister's Taoist partner is the direct disciple of a certain elder of the Guiyi sect," Ying Wuxia said. Brother Wuxia hasn't returned since he went down the mountain a few years ago, but I haven't heard that he has..."

Logically speaking, if the head teacher of Guiyimen knew that his apprentice had turned into this inhuman and ghostly appearance, he would have turned the cultivation world upside down long ago, so how could he still be leisurely fishing in Guiyimen now.

But if you want to say that you don't know, Ying Wuxia never went back, and Guiyimen never sent anyone to look for it. Obviously, the soul lamp left in the gate is unharmed.

But the other party obviously became like this...

For a while, Ziling couldn't figure it out.

What made her even more troubled was that, let alone Luo Hu, even Ying Wuxia, she couldn't beat her...

Although Ziling deliberately lowered the volume, the people present were all monks, so there was no reason why they didn't know.

Luo Hu glanced at her pale face - Ziling, who was frightened, turned her gaze back to the person beside her, "So we're an acquaintance." After speaking, the corners of his mouth rose a little more as if he remembered something. After a while, even the hostility in his body seemed to have faded a little, and he called out with a smile. "Brother Ying~"

Ying Wuxia's complexion instantly became ugly, and she wanted to leave almost immediately, but Luo Hu quickly grabbed her, her complexion a little ugly, "Do you dare to try?"

Ying Wuxia froze and didn't move.