Outside the capital, the rocky hills under the night were finally in tranquility, but unfortunately the good times did not last long. Not long after, the light flashed, and a figure that penetrated the void was thrown to the ground with a snap, and another light golden figure appeared at the grave at some point.

"Master, I live up to my responsibilities and finally put an end to this grudge." Monk Wendao closed his hands with a pious look on his face, bowed twice in the air, and finally sighed, as if he was a little lost.

The lives of the 80 generations of the Xuanmen children spanned six thousand years, these are no longer the grudges between them and whom they are alone...

"The most urgent thing is to seize the time to hide and restore strength." After a moment of calmness, Monk Wendao came to his senses. Now he belongs to the soul body, his weak strength is less than one thousandth of that before. He needs to find a physical body to stay in immediately, otherwise he may die if he encounters a cultivator.

"But I have to deal with this guy before." Monk Wen Dao lowered his head and glanced at Xunqiu who was sleeping, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"This ghost boy, I smile so slutty when I sleep. I don't know what I'm thinking about." Xunqiu's curled mouth made him shake his head helplessly. Monk Wen Dao reached out to pat his cheek and shouted.

"Don't sleep, wake up!"

...

This is a brightly lit world. Tentacles are the greasy skin. You can see the hot dance. Even if the air is mixed with the fragrance of powder, Xunqiu sniffed hard and nodded immediately with satisfaction.

In his sleep, he came to this extremely familiar scene again. After a fool, he was physically and mentally exhausted and lay in the beauty's arms to sleep. Then he fell asleep and felt someone shaking himself left and right.

"Oh, uncle, wake up."

"Yes, uncle, why are you just sleeping and ignoring others?"

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"Don't make noise, let me hurt one by one." Xunqiu wiped his saliva in his sleep, reached out to take it forward like a sleepwalking, but he could not have lost it.

"What's going on? Where is the girl?"

He opened his eyes in confusion and felt that someone was patting his handsome face. Xunqiu looked around and almost got angry.

"Old monk, please touch me!"

Xunqiu bounced up from the ground with a bang, pointed at Monk Wendao's nose and cursed, then exclaimed and slapped his forehead.

Looking around, everything around me was still so familiar, including the bright moonlit night, the stone hill, and the strange old monk.

"This...what happened just now..."

"What you saw before is what happened." Monk Wen Dao nodded affirmatively, but he was quite helpless. Seeing such a thrilling battle, this guy not only could fall asleep, but also had the mood to dream.

"By the way, old monk, why did you become like this ghost now?" He glanced at Monk Wendao coldly. The latter turned into a transparent person and had no body at all. If he hadn't known his background before, he would have thought he had encountered a ghost now.

"Didn't you understand what happened in the Jinzhu Hunyuan Bowl?" Monk Wen Dao was stunned after hearing this. It turned out that this kid was not concerned about it.

"Well, it's not interesting. You guys are too noisy. A stone hit my head and was dizzy. Then I took a nap for a while." Xunqiu shrugged, looking helpless, as if he was saying, I had no choice if this happened.

"By the way, where is that beautiful sister?" Wen Dao didn't mention it. Xunqiu's mind was filled with storms, and his beautiful face appeared again. He hurriedly looked forward and said with a sinister smile on his face.

"She is dead." Monk Wen Dao looked at Xun Qiu's malicious face and replied angrily.

"Dead?!" Xunqiu was shocked after hearing this, and held his chin and circled around Monk Wen Dao. He still shook his head with a questioning look, acted like interrogating the prisoner, and scolded him in a righteous manner.

"You old pervert, it's best to honestly explain whether you rape first and then kill, or kill first and then rape?"

Xunqiu raised his index finger and waited for Monk Wen Dao to answer with a playful look on his face. Although what happened before was horrifying, he did not remember much details after a period of sleep. What's more, there wouldn't be such awesome characters in this world. It's probably because this weird old man wanted to accept himself as a closed disciple and deliberately used magic tricks for him to see.

"But the girl he created really makes people drool." At this moment, Xunqiu still didn't forget to fantasize.

"Where is the heaven, why did my descendant of Xuanmen have such virtues?!!!"

When Monk Wen Dao heard Xunqiu's shocking question and answer, he felt a headache. Thanks to his loss of body now, he would have been furious by this little bastard.

"She is really dead, so no one will come to cause trouble in the future." Monk Wen Dao patiently explained that the enemy has retreated and can concentrate on dealing with this kid.

He waved his hand quickly, and Xunqiu moved backward, fearing that he would have something to do with Monk Wendao again, and immediately protected himself, "I don't have to worry about someone coming to cause trouble, because it won't have to do with me!"

"Why doesn't it matter? You have a special identity and have a major responsibility to bear. How can you ignore the safety of the world and linger..."

He shook his head helplessly, and when he heard half of Xunqiu roar, "Enough!"

When the monk Wen Dao was scolded, Xunqiu suddenly looked like a ball with a begging look: "I said, "Old man, god, ancestor, please spare me. What I want is love, not cultivation. You are proud of yourself and let me go."

"I can give you what you want, too."

"Ah!" Xunqiu reached out and pounded his head, trying not to let himself go crazy: "How could you give it, because..."

Speaking of this, Xunqiu was shocked and looked at Monk Wen Dao with something suddenly. "Is this old guy that something?"

"Oh my God!" Thinking of this, Xunqiu suddenly got goosebumps.

"What, is there anything wrong?" Monk Wen Dao had a slight understanding and felt that Xunqiu was a little strange, so he reached out to touch him.

"Don't touch me, stay away from me." Xunqiu dodged like an electric shock, looked at him with a little fear, and then hurriedly explained his position.

"I'll say it again. I'm not interested in what you said. I used to lure money and trick me. I must have played enough. Now I'm leaving, so don't call me."

"Shh!"

Xunqiu put his finger on his lips and shrewd, indicating that the monk Wendao should not call him. He then turned around and tiptoed forward. It is better to seize the time to leave this place, otherwise he would have to be driven crazy by this old guy. He had been tossing for so long, otherwise he would not have the chance to embrace the warm fragrance and soft jade tonight.

"Little brother!"

"Dry numb again?" Xunqiu turned his head angrily, stretched his face, and responded sarcastically.

"I really don't think about it anymore. It's just one thing to be able to worship under my disciple..."

"I'm sorry, let's take the lead." I couldn't listen, Xunqiu turned around and ran away like a ghost. Then he ran forward two steps, and then tripped with a thump, and chewed the mud.

"Old bastard, you will be unlucky when you meet you. Don't show up in front of me in the future." Xunqiu got up and patted her body. The more she thought about it, she became more angry. She cursed, covered her arms and continued to run, but her heart felt scared.

"What the hell is this world? It's really a pervert who has his own strength. One mountain is higher than the other. This old guy must have taken a fancy to the appearance of the young master, and used many means to try to take it as a lover. Fortunately, I noticed it, uh, it's so disgusting!"

With a broken thought, Xunqiu speeded up his pace and tried to escape from the devil's claws as soon as possible.

"Hey! Do you know what's going on at home?"

"I don't know, even if my father dies, I won't care..." Xunqiu shouted without looking back.

"You've guessed it right."

When he heard Xunqiu's words, Monk Wen Dao was stunned at first, muttering in surprise. He realized the importance of the problem and suddenly raised his head, but found that the guy with oil on his feet had long disappeared.

"This little bastard!" Monk Wen Dao spat lightly, but sighed helplessly again, and turned around to follow.

The second update today, there is still something to go later!!!
Chapter completed!