A Little Taoist/C7 Heavenly Sword Six Bodhi
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C7 Heavenly Sword Six Bodhi

Ye Su also kept her word. She said that she would escort little Rakshasi home safely, and her words were not empty. Along the way, even if the literary industry were to try to drive her away, she would not leave! It was unknown if she did not hear the estrangement in her words, or if she just ignored them. What made Wen Ye even more angry was that Ye Su did not look like a Taoist disciple in the literary world. She ate wine and meat with a gulp, and spoke vulgarly words like a Taoist disciple? Ye Su's eyes were like daggers as she looked at Ye Su, causing even the deities to tremble in fear.

Therefore, the literary industry had no choice but to pretend to be the most detestable one in their lives, imitating the tone of an old man with a bulky nose and a gentle voice to change the vulgar language into a unique style of cursing. Ye Su followed along the entire way. Not to mention being addicted to alcohol, even if she wanted to eat a mouthful of meat, she would have to beg her grandpa to bring Little Luosha up. Little Luosha was also full of spirit. Ye Su dared to pursue Wen Ye with her two sabers for dozens of miles.

These two girls were not good people!

Wenye thought bitterly.

Maybe it was because the heavens were dissatisfied with these two women showing off, so they sent over a grievous injury that even the Heaven's Eye could not open. Listening to the story and narrating it in detail, Wen Ye finally had an idea: "It seems like, those two ghosts went to kill Tang Huai Zhou, and since they are heartless, let's consider it their retribution, it's no wonder they are outsiders. Brother Ling Yun, don't blame yourself."

This man was just trying to comfort the heads of others, but if he tried to comfort himself, he would fall into a dead end. Lingyun smiled bitterly: "Tang Huai Zhou may have used karma, but I was the one who drove the ghost child into the devil's lair. It was I who was too conceited and did not know the depth of the harm that resulted, so who knows how many innocent people would perish because of my arrogance."

Wenye thought for a while and said, "You don't have to blame yourself too much. There's always a debt to blame, and that ghost baby only wants revenge. Once Tang Huai dies on Monday, the resentment will naturally dissipate, so don't blame yourself for it. Your injuries are not light right now, so it's better for you to rest and recover in peace. "

Suddenly, Ling Yun seemed to have thought of something as he grabbed Wen Ye's hand and anxiously said: "Big Brother Wen, you are a high disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect. Could you step forward for me?

Little Raksha's mouth was filled with oil as she listened to the two of them talk. After listening to Lingyun's pleadings, she suddenly broke into a smile. These days, she had been together with the literary industry day and night, so how could she not understand that this little Taoist was just a piece of trash, relying on the Fire Talisman left behind by others to show his might. The mocking look in the little Rakshasi's eyes was not concealed at all, but he only looked at Wen Ye slapping his chest and said: "Don't worry brother, leave this matter to me. I'll go first and you can do whatever you want with me." Little Raksha fell into a trance. Suddenly, he felt that the literary industry today was extremely cute. Could it be that he was the one who had faked all those cowards and shamelessness? Little Raksha looked at the high-spirited Wen Ye with interest, only to see him turn his head and give him a crafty smile: "Little sister, Big brother wants to get rid of the demon, aren't you going to come with me? "Ye Su, since Brother Ling Yun is injured, you should take care of him here."

Thinking that it would take him a long time to get out of this difficult situation, and with his stamina, it would only take him one more day to get out of the gates of heaven. If he could not even kill Lingyun, then wouldn't he have to go to the toilet and hunt for sh * t? The smile on Wenye's face did not hide it at all. Wasn't fooling little Luosha based on her age the same as playing around with her? However, the smile on Wen Ye's face gradually froze on his face. A crafty look appeared in the eyes of the little Rakshasi, which startled Wen Ye momentarily. He looked at the little Rakshasi who went into Ye Su's arms and said, "Big brother, you go. Big sister and I will stay behind and take care of big brother."

Ye Su also looked at Wen Ye with dissatisfaction and snorted. "After listening for so long, I finally understand. You can go to such a dangerous place by yourself. Why did you bring Lian'er?" Ye Su caressed Little Rakshasi's hair and said, "You can be at ease. I know that you two siblings have a deep relationship with each other, but I am not a vicious person. What you have done was too dangerous. I won't let her go with you, and you don't have anything to worry about with her by my side? "

Ling Yun also agreed, "That's right, Brother Wen. Although that infant ghost was injured, it was still dangerous. Bringing your little sister along really caused her to lose her life. I, Lingyun, swear on my master's pride that as long as I still have a breath of air, I will definitely protect your sister! Brother Wen, have you ever trusted in our Qingcheng Sect? "

Seeing the three of them facing the same enemy together, Wen Ye was stunned, but he still said: "Although I know you two, our friendship is not deep, so how can I leave my sister in your care? "As the saying goes, a man knows his own face but not his heart. A tiger's skin is hard to draw a bone, but a man's heart is far apart. Even if you had evil intentions, I would not know a thing.

However, the little Rakshasi acted as if he did not hear anything and just buried his head deeper into Ye Su's arms and said, "Rest assured big brother, Lian'er believes that big brother and big sister are good people, but big brother, you should be careful. Or could it be that since you're scared of that ghost baby, you want Lian'er to help you strengthen your courage? "

Ling Yun was also hesitating to speak, "That's right Brother Wen, if we delay any longer, who knows what evil deeds the Ghost Infant might do. If I do not suffer too much injury and do not trouble you, Brother Wen, at this moment, many innocent lives are in your hands, so please do not delay. "

Wenye looked up at the sky and tried his best to hold back his tears. The little girl who had been raised for a month was suddenly on the same side as his enemy. How could he not be depressed? Listening to Lingyun giving him such a big hat, Wenye just wanted to slap himself twice. Why didn't he think about it carefully at that time and do it straightforwardly? If it wasn't for that, he wouldn't have been able to back down at this moment. Ye Su looked at Wen Ye coldly. Her expression seemed to say, "If you still don't move, I'll cut you in half so that you won't lose your face."

Wenye gritted his teeth and said, "Alright! "Holy shit!"

It was a lie when he said it, Ling Yun and the other two watched Wen Ye leave towards the northwest, until they could not see the figure clearly. However, before they could see it, Ethereal Arts had already circled around the mountain where Little Raksha and the other two were resting. Of course, he didn't dare to be too close to the mountain, as Little Raksha's eyes were much more sensitive than ordinary people. Seeing the three of them talking and laughing, the atmosphere was even more joyous than when he was around. Rough and vulgar words filled the air.

During the nine days he traveled with Ye Su, he couldn't even eat his fill, so he caught a big fat fish in a small river in the forest and had a good meal. Ye Su and the other two people walked in very slowly because Ling Yun was injured. That little Raksha was jumping about happily, as much as he wanted to be at ease. This made the literary industry even more infuriated. The lives of ordinary people were their lives, but his life was not the life of the literary industry? After venting out his anger, it was another night. Lying flat on the ground, looking at the bright moon in the sky, Wen Ye suddenly flipped his body, his mouth holding the dogtail grass, because he suddenly thought of something, that little Raksha had said before that he had never been to his father's old residence since he was born. That meant that the old people in Heaven Gate couldn't even recognize the little Raksha's face, even if the person brought to them wasn't the Demon Emperor's daughter.

Thinking of this, the literary industry, which had been listless for a long time, seemed to have grasped onto some hope. At the thought of this, the literary industry, which had been listless for a long time, seemed to have grasped on some hope, and immediately became lively. It was unknown where the literary industry had found a carrot to hang on the door of the white rabbit's house. They wanted to wait there! And this wait lasted for three days.

Just as he was swearing that he would fight to the death with this white rabbit, a loud shout suddenly came from behind him, "You bastard, you didn't see the killing intent from the northwest direction. As a noble disciple of the Dragon and Tiger, you didn't try to reclaim the evil, but instead taught a white rabbit here.

Wenye only felt that there was a great deal of manpower behind him and he was unable to break free. He allowed him to drag him along as he walked. Suddenly, Wenye's eyes widened because the mountaintop was shrinking rapidly! No, the mountain was not small. It flew up by itself! Riding on the sword! Wen Ye stiffly turned his head and saw a fierce-looking face. His muscles were bulging to the point of bursting out of his pale yellow daoist robe! Wenye was startled and asked, "You are from the Heavenly Sword Hall?"

"That's right, it's the Heavenly Sword Hall." At this moment, Wen Ye heard a reply from his side. Looking over, there were actually five flying swords, carrying five otherworldly immortals. In any case, those who could fly on swords were all immortals.

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