At this time, the darkness of the thatched cottage made Lao Dao, who was resting on the straw couch, appear to be evil and disturbing.

"I didn't expect that even a little spirit could be used to frame a relationship."

Mo Chuan sneered and said, "If I intentionally frame you and stab me in the back with poison, which one won't work, why do I need you to remind me?"

"Old bastard, what do you mean by this? I've agreed that the inside of the house belongs to you and the outside belongs to me. Why do you want to monopolize the prey?"

An angry shouting sound came from outside the house.

Mo Chuan was dumbfounded when he heard this. I wonder if this is a collusion between the old man and the spirit? Or is the spirit too cunning?

He pondered for a moment and said no more words.

At this time, the description becomes darker and darker, so it is better to keep silent.

As for how to choose these people? What does it have to do with him!

Pan Xingsi and others, who were hiding cautiously to the west of the hut, were frightened and frightened at this time, and they didn't know what to do.

"Taoist Master, please be kind to me. Mr. Qiao is the son of Qingshui County Lieutenant. He got lost in the barren mountains today. The County Lieutenant will definitely send someone to look for him. I hope the Taoist Master will show his support!"

Pan Xingsicheng spoke in fear and begged for a living, and there was a hint of intimidation in his words.

Mo Chuan glanced at it and said: "As a member of the Taoist sect, how can you get along with the monsters? Whether you believe it or not, you can leave if you want, and stay if you want to."

Hearing the sound outside the house, he immediately screamed: "You old bastard, you are really going to swallow all the prey. Look, I won't eat you too!"

The bloody spirit, which had been aroused by the blood food, rushed into the hut with a crash, sweeping up the wind and rain over the mountain.

Head straight for Mochuan.

At a sudden glance, a white-furred fox with a mouth full of scarlet food was walking in on the billowing wind.

It has already considered that if it kills the old Taoist, the group of people will inevitably scatter in all directions.

That will be the beginning of its gluttonous feast.

"call out!"

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist seemed to have been prepared. As he raised his hand, a Five Thunder Token was shot out!

Stab——

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder contained within it shot out like a dragon's cloud, shining all over the room, making the white-furred fox stop in the air.

However, if the fox is in mid-air, where can there be any leverage?

Even if he suddenly twisted his waist to change direction, he still couldn't catch up with the lightning.

Suddenly, lightning entered the body, and the white fox screamed, and its whole body became stiff.

With inertia, he flew towards Mo Chuan.

Mo Chuan's eyes lit up when he saw this, he grabbed the void, pulled out the stainless steel seven-star sword from the sacrificial furnace, and pierced the white fox spirit that came to the door with one sword!

"puff!"

The long sword entered his throat, and blood spurted out. The blood spread all over his face, and the fishy stench hit his nostrils.

This scene may sound slow, but it is actually very fast.

In the eyes of Pan Xingsi and others, they only saw the spirit rushing in with a strange wind, and then they saw a cold light shining in the sky.

When the sword light dissipated, they saw the old Taoist sitting cross-legged on the grass couch, raising his sword and stabbing!

At the tip of the sword, a huge white-furred fox hung limply.

When everyone looked at it, they could vaguely see a fox-like soul struggling out from the white fox's body.

"How dare you, an evil beast, channel spirits and perform evil deeds in front of a poor Taoist?"

Mo Chuan scolded angrily and shot out a ghost weapon. The white fox screamed and his soul was completely extinguished.

After finishing all this, Mo Chuan suddenly felt his eyes turning black.

The seven-star sword stabbing the white fox could no longer lift it up, and fell to the ground with a clang.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his old body, and the muscles all over his body ached.

It was obvious that the blow just now had exhausted the old man's physical strength.

After a while, Mo Chuan came back to his senses out of breath, picked up the fragrant tea that Per Xingsi had just sent, and took a big sip, feeling refreshed and refreshed.

"Yao'er——"

"Master Pan——"

At this time, a faint shout suddenly came from outside the hut. Pan Xingsi and others, who had long been frightened into quails, were startled when they heard the sound and listened carefully.

"My father is here!"

Mr. Qiao was overjoyed when he heard the news. Before they could go out to greet him, there was suddenly a sound of wailing outside.

Listening to the cries, they were crying for the deceased female family members of the Qiao family.

Come to think of it, for a while, the vixen did not eat up the female family member.

"Crash..."

There was a sound of footsteps, and when I looked around, I saw several sturdy servants guarding a middle-aged man coming in.

"father--"

When Mr. Qiao saw the person coming, he was so excited that he exclaimed.

"Yao'er, are you okay? Ah? Are you okay?"

The middle-aged man quickly approached and looked around at his precious son. He was obviously frightened by the corpse outside.

"Dad, I, I'm fine! It's fine!"

Mr. Qiao finally felt relieved.

"Niezi, what happened? Why...how did Shuer die outside the house?"

Seeing that his son was fine, Qiao's father was filled with anger.

"Dad, we have been attacked by a spirit!"

"What?"

Father Qiao was shocked.

The Qingshui County Magistrate had just been beheaded and died by a ghost. Now his son was attacked by a spirit again. How could he not panic?

Mr. Qiao quickly explained the whole story clearly, for fear that Qiao Shu's death would be blamed on him.

"Qingshui County Lieutenant Qiao Mingyuan, I would like to thank the Taoist Priest for saving my life!"

After hearing this, Father Qiao quickly bowed to Mo Chuan.

He couldn't help but look at the white fox spirit lying on the ground with the seven-star sword stuck in it.

"It is the duty to help the world and save people." Mo Chuan handed over his hand and returned.

"You damn vixen! Why did you harm my daughter? I will cut you into pieces and crush your bones into ashes!"

Suddenly, a person stumbled towards the door, raising his foot to trample the white fox corpse on the ground.

"Brother Yu Hong, my condolences! My condolences!"

Qiao Mingyuan quickly stopped the man and comforted him.

"My daughter is dead and her body is not intact. How can I express my condolences? How can I express my condolences?!"

The visitor was wailing and crying, and suddenly pointed at Mo Chuan and cursed:

"You're such a wise old man, since you can kill this monster, why didn't you eradicate it early and let it harm my daughter? Ah! My daughter, you died so miserably!"

The sound of crying and cursing made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan shook his head, sighed, and did not argue.

The dead are the greatest.

If you think about it carefully, no one who has raised a young girl for more than ten years will be able to withstand such a blow if she dies.

It's understandable if he behaves crazily and talks nonsense.

He didn't bother to argue about what was right or wrong.

"My condolences to Brother Yu Hong, please stop talking nonsense."

Qiao Mingyuan saw this and comforted him, then winked at the servants and asked them to take Qiao Yuhong out.

At this time, Qiao Yuhong was obviously no longer in a reasonable state.

"Forgive me, Taoist Priest, my cousin got this little girl in middle age and has always cherished it. Now that he has suddenly suffered a misfortune, his mind has been blinded, so he is talking nonsense!"

"No problem!"

Mo Chuan waved his hand, thought for a while and said:

"It's a pity that I, an old Taoist, have a shallow way of doing things. I have always been helpless against this beast. I have stayed in a hut and practiced hard till now. Now I finally get rid of this serious problem! I didn't expect it, but I still owe a debt of life!"

When Qiao Mingyuan heard this, he waved his hands quickly: "You can't do what the Taoist said! You can't do it! When it comes to life debts, this is what my Qiao family owes to the Taoist. How can there be any reason why the Taoist owes me the Qiao family?"

As the head of the Qiao family, it is not an exaggeration for Qiao Mingyuan to say this on behalf of Qiao Yuhong in this world where the clan is the most powerful.

Per Xingsi, who had never spoken before, suddenly held up his hands and said:

"The Taoist priest built a hut and a temple here to guard this evil beast?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed when they looked at Mo Chuan.

"It's just begging for work on a barren mountain!" Mo Chuan waved his hand.

Mr. Qiao, who was still frightened, suddenly felt a little embarrassed when he heard these familiar words!


Chapter completed!