Taoist Master Shuangjiang stood beside Wu Zhen in a complicated mood and took care of her as the junior uncle told her. However, in fact, there was nothing to take care of, because since his junior uncle took action, the plague god that had been swallowed half by Wu Zhen was firmly controlled by the junior uncle on the periphery, and there was no small tentacle to reach them, so they were very safe and could only watch quietly here.

Huzhu also retreated, and also stood aside, covering his chest that was a little painful, and looked at Mei Zhuyu over there with a strange look. As Wu Zhen's deputy, she certainly knew Mei Zhuyu, the "male man", and she was almost sent to the prison guard by the patrol soldiers before.

She never thought that the Mei family Dalang, who was completely different from an ordinary person, was such a powerful Taoist priest. Looking at the brilliant light bursting out from his body, Huzhu knew that he had misunderstood. This person was obviously returning to nature, and his aura was completely restrained so he couldn't see it.

Huzhu couldn't help but glance at her cat husband again. She didn't see it. The cat husband and she had sex with her day and night and had a bed and pillow. It can be seen that it was indeed a blindfold to people's eyes. A smart cat husband became a fool.

As for Wu Zhen, she looked at Lang Jun's clean and spiritual energy and had already relaxed from her previous slight nervous state. She didn't want to go over and help. She sat cross-legged on the roof with peace of mind, took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

She had used too much red thunder all at once, and her internal organs were hit and she vomited blood. But in fact, this problem was not very serious, at least it was not as serious as the remaining plague that she swallowed.

While wiping her mouth, she looked at Mei Zhuyu who was wearing the sword in the air. In fact, she was still a little unconscious. Why did her husband suddenly turn from an ordinary person to a Taoist priest? He is still such a powerful Taoist priest. Judging from his skillful talisman technique, he is much more powerful than other Taoist people she has seen.

She had used this kind of spiritual talisman before when she saw Shuangjiang use it, but it took a long time to draw one of the Taoist Master Shuangjiang and could only use three of them and was exhausted. Looking at Langjun again, there were already sixteen paths, and half of the sky was filled with spiritual talismans. He had not seen any signs of insufficient spiritual power.

While drawing spiritual talismans, they can also use swords. The Taoist sect uses swords to draw thunder. Wu Zhen has only seen someone attract white thunder, but Langjun attracts purple thunder. Wu Zhen has only heard of it, but has never seen it with his own eyes. This kind of purple thunder is more powerful than ordinary white thunder, and is the most powerful technique to cure evil spirits.

Seeing that the plague god that she had worked hard to get rid of just now was tied up by the Langjun with a spiritual talisman, and attracted purple thunder to bombard him. After a while, most of the time disappeared, Wu Zhen couldn't help but be amazed. He thought that if he had known that Langjun was so powerful, she had to spend some effort to swallow the plague god's plague god just now. The thing tasted strange and unpalatable. Later, she had to suffer a little to expel the plague.

The three of them had their own thoughts on the game, while Mei Zhuyu was much simpler. He never talked nonsense when he met the evil spirit. He did not act nonsense and chose the simplest and fastest way. Because of Wu Zhen's mouthful of blood just now, he could still feel the burning heat in his hands, which made him extremely angry and he made his move three points heavier.

After all, the plague god is just a mixed filthy and evil thing. Wu Zhen is both a kind of non-human thing. Even if he has outstanding abilities, he is not as good as Mei Zhuyu in the end. Mei Zhuyu practiced the Taoist Dharma and was masculine and restrained them. So the plague god, who was already seriously injured, shrank again and again under his anger, and finally melted into a pool of turbid bad water like thin ice illuminated by the sun.

Although this bad water is not as harmful as the plague god, if it is allowed to flow into the clouds, the next rain can also cause many people and beasts to get infected with epidemics.

Mei Zhuyu cut his palm with a peach wood sword. His own blood mixed with the blood that Wu Zhen had just applied to his hands. He wrote it into a blood talisman, temporarily suppressing the pool of flowing bad water.

After doing this, he brushed his sleeves and fell back to the top of the city tower, and walked towards Wu Zhen.

When passing by Huzhu, Huzhu subconsciously hid back, as if he was afraid of being cut by the spiritual energy that had not yet been restrained and the remaining purple thunder power. Mei Zhuyu noticed this and slowed down, and at the same time tried to curb the spiritual energy that overflowed from his body. When he walked to Wu Zhen, he had already turned back to the ordinary aura Mei Zhuyu.

If it weren't for the blood-stained peach wood sword in his hand, Wu Zhen would have thought he had just had a dream.

Langjun suddenly changed his identity. When Wu Zhen saw him walking to him, he had not yet thought about how to face him. As a result, Langjun seemed to adapt well, no different from his previous attitude. He half-kneeled in front of him and asked her with a little concern, "Are you okay, where are you injured?"

Master Shuangjiang, who had finally stabilized his mind, seemed unable to look directly at this scene, and seemed to be unable to accept it. He turned his face and tried to suppress his expression.

Wu Zhen was held by his husband and bumped into his black eyes full of worry and concern, and suddenly burst into laughter.

She coughed and asked, "Are you the uncle of Taoist Shuangjiang? A disciple of Chang Xiguan?"

Mei Zhuyu looked at Shuang Jiang beside her and nodded, "Yes, but I am now very good at Xiguan disciple."

He spoke calmly, as if he didn't care, but Wu Zhen saw that his mood was not as calm as it seemed, so he didn't ask more questions, but talked about himself again, "Do you know my identity?"

This time Mei Zhuyu was quiet for a while before saying, "I just learned about it."

Wu Zhen: "I am the Maogong from the Demon City. What do you think about this identity?" Although it is the one who governs the demons in Chang'an and is different from ordinary monsters, some people in the Taoist sect still disdain to deal with them.

Mei Zhuyu lowered her eyes and leaned over to hug her: "I don't have any idea. Let's go back first and see your injuries before talking about it. It won't be possible to delay like this."

He picked Wu Zhen up, and the moment he jumped off the city tower, Wu Zhen heard him say, "Your identity is always only one in my heart, and the others... are not important."

Wu Zhen felt that the hands holding him were generous and stable, while his voice was soft and soft, as if he was afraid of scaring her. It was completely different from the solemn appearance of the talisman and the sword just now. Wu Zhen's heart moved, and then he inexplicably remembered the words written by the Langjun before, and the solemn aura in it was only now that she realized it.

"Langjun."

"Um?"

"You were so majestic just now." Wu Zhen smiled and reached out to scratch the husband's chin.

Mei Zhuyu looked down at her quickly, and then her feet were faster, not as calm as before, "No, it's just a finishing touch for you."

"What a modest thing? I said you are so powerful. If it weren't for you, I would have been tortured by the plague god today. I am worthy of being my husband, and I will be surprised every time."

Taoist Master Frost Jiang, who silently followed like an invisible person:... Why is my ear strength so good?

Then I suddenly found that Master Shuangjiang was blushing:... Why is my eyes so good too!

He silently slowed down and moved away from the junior teacher and Mao Gong in front. He had sorted out this complicated matter. His serious and hard junior teacher married his wife. His wife was Mao Gong. The two of them didn't know each other's identities before, but they just found out that they are now well received and started flirting.

Moreover, his junior uncle was at a disadvantage, and in all aspects it was at a disadvantage. In his life, Taoist Shuangjiang realized the mood that his junior uncle had only when he was facing them - he was angry that he did not fight.

Uncle Master! Aren’t you very tough? When have you ever shown weakness to others? Why are you so soft in front of a woman? Are you a fake uncle?

"Frost falls, keep up."

Suddenly, he heard the voice of the uncle in front of him. Taoist Master Shuangjiang, who was complaining in his heart, instantly turned into a good junior nephew and honestly responded: "Yes, uncle."

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Liu Taizhen followed Ling Xiao back to Chang'an City, and thought she would see a miserable friend waiting for her to rescue her. But what happened unexpectedly. When they arrived at the city gate, the people had dispersed, leaving only beads, guarding in front of a pool of bad waters that were suppressed by spiritual talismans, looking at them with a small mirror, and applying powder on their faces.

She raised her legs, her embroidered shoes were stained with blood, touched her face, muttering in her mouth, "I was so pale when I was injured, and I couldn't get the white and beautiful white powder."

Ling Xiao: What's the situation?

Liu Taizhen couldn't figure out the situation for a while, so she went up to ask.

Huzhu: "The husband of the Cat House rushed to save the beauty in a critical moment. The two joined forces to solve the plague god. The couple both returned home, and maybe they are expressing their feelings to each other now."

Liu Taizhen raised her eyebrows: "Mr. Mei family? He is not an ordinary person?"

Huzhu sighed: "It's a Taoist priest, that very powerful Taoist priest in Chang Xiguan."

Liu Taizhen: "I remember that Taoist priest Chang Xiguan could not marry a wife."

Huzhu shrugged, "Who knows, but this matter is not important. The most important thing now is, Snake Man, please pack up this beach and then go and see the cat man. She swallowed half of the plague."

When Liu Taizhen heard this, she suddenly showed a headache, "I told her many times that she should not swallow things."

Huzhu laughed, "Is the kind of cat man who can listen to people?"

Liu Taizhen sneered: "Then let her learn a lesson and save her from taking other people's advice from the next time." After that, she began to clean up the bad water on the ground. Her original body was a snake, and it was very appropriate to deal with this thing.

Huzhu didn't expect that she would ignore it if she didn't care. She asked a little disbelief, "Snake, are you really not caring about it this time?"

Liu Taizhen didn't raise her head, and paused in her hand, her voice was clear and cold, "Now someone cares about her."

There is no need for her to think about it anymore, everything will be finished for her.

Huzhu suddenly patted her shoulder, then turned around and left without saying anything.

At this moment, Mei Zhuyu looked at the familiar tabby cat on the bed, with a blank expression, even more stunned than when she discovered that Wu Zhen was a cat husband.

"Why are you watching me so stupidly? I swallowed too much plague, it would be a little better if I became like this." The tabby cat lay on Mei Zhuyu's usual pillow, speaking.

Mei Zhuyu: "......... Many times before, are you the cats I met?"

"Ah, it's obvious, isn't it?" Wu Zhen said for granted.
Chapter completed!