Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Li Huowang looked at Hongzhong without speaking, and then turned his attention to the other three. Monk, Peng Longteng, and Jinshan looking for.

These things have been following him since they appeared. In the past, he always thought that it was an illusion caused by his mind.

But when he learned about Ren Man from Hong Zhong's mouth, he found that it didn't seem to be the case.

And about this, maybe Tuoba Danqing knew a little bit, but Li Huowang didn't dare to ask, for fear that the other party would judge from this point that he was a man of heart.

"If they are not hallucinations, then what are they? Why are they following me?" This is the first time Li Huowang has seriously thought about this issue.

Then Li Huowang remembered Jiang Yingzi who appeared and disappeared before, "She rose up because of the shame in my heart, and then disappeared because of the shame in my heart, could it be..."

Li Huowang seemed to feel that he had touched some thoughts in the dark, but he always seemed to be separated by a layer of paper.

Seeing Li Huowang standing there thinking, the smile on Hongzhong's face grew even stronger.

"Can't you understand? Why don't I help you think about it, do you know what it means to be a tiger? That is to say, it is said that after a big worm eats a person, the soul of a dead person will become a ghost in his stomach, often tempting people to be caught by a tiger. Eat it. Maybe you are the big worm, and we are your ghost?"

"Ghost?" Li Huowang looked up at Hongzhong who said this, his eyes full of disbelief. "If you are really my ghosts, what have you done for me?"

"Apart from being an eyesore next to you, you are useless! The only thing that affects me is that when I talk to you, everyone thinks I'm going crazy!" Li Huowang said this, his tone became heavier.

The red smile became more and more exaggerated. "Then maybe you're insane. I've long thought that you're not a normal person."

Hearing this, Li Huowang glared at Hongzhong with his almost cannibalistic eyes, and the veins on his forehead kept beating.

"Yoyoyo~ are you staring at me again? I call you a lunatic, what can you do to me? Xiaohuowang~" Hongzhong leaned back, and on the face that was not covered with skin, the strips of red flesh twisted and condensed. Come up with an exaggerated smile.

The sarcasm of the other party caused a wave of blood to flood into Li Huowang's heart, and his mind was buzzing.

With a sound of "Qiang", Li Huowang drew his sword with one hand, and stabbed directly at his neck with an abnormal expression. "Come on! Let's go together on Huangquan Road!"

When he saw the bright red blood sprayed into the air, Hong Zhong suddenly panicked. "Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Before Hong Zhong could finish speaking, a long halberd passed through his abdomen, lifted him directly, and threw him to the ground.

It was the Fang Tianhua halberd in Peng Longteng's hand. She was full of murderous aura and attacked Hongzhong frantically with the weapon in her hand.

The monk hurried over and said anxiously in his voice: "You can't die, Taoist priest, don't you want to get rid of your heart? Go back to your mother-in-law? Don't give up."

At this moment, a wriggling tentacle stretched out from the navel, wrapped around Li Huowang's wrist, and held it tightly.

When Li Huowang sat on the ground, gasping for breath, more and more tentacles stretched out from his navel, firmly grasping Li Huowang's hand holding the sword.

This kind of feeling is very bad, it makes Li Huowang feel like his stomach is churning wildly.

Seeing that Li Huowang finally stopped for a while, the monk came to Hongzhong again and muttered softly, "Don't irritate him, the Taoist priest has nothing to do with him now, and he doesn't hesitate at all to move his hands. Just like firewood, a little fire ignites."

Hongzhong glanced at Li Huowang from a distance, snorted coldly, and hid his body in the river beside him. "It's crazy..."

Under the persuasion and obstruction of the monk and tentacles, Li Huowang gradually calmed down. When he pulled the blade out of his neck, some squirming black tentacles mixed with viscous liquid quickly filled the gap.

Li Huowang, who had calmed down, recalled that he felt very unfamiliar just now. Why did he suddenly become so extreme? Is that really him?

"Taoist, hurry up, there are still people who are using those children to make alchemy. It is better to save one life than to build a lot of temples. As long as you insist on doing good deeds, the Buddha will be watching from the sky."

"As long as you save enough people, maybe one day the Buddha will come down to earth and help you escape from the sea of ​​misery."

The monk's absurd words made Li Huowang laugh. He slowly inserted the **** sword into the scabbard behind him, then stumbled to his feet and walked towards the place where the candle disappeared.

"Monk, you are not my ghost, you were not killed by me, and it is not certain whether you are dead or not."

The monk's body flickered slightly, imperceptibly. He widened his eyes and asked in surprise: "I'm not dead? Who am I then?"

Li Huowang didn't answer him, and he walked slowly into the dark and rugged underground cave in silence.

He didn't walk very far when a mandrill with twisted limbs slowly crawled out. He stretched out his long tongue and licked the blood left on the ground by Li Huowang, and then his body quickly left.

The invisible Li Huowang walked silently in the dark ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ looking for those who disappeared.

Now that they have been found, it is time to clean them up. He doesn't care if there is anything else. At this time, Li Huowang has a fire in his heart, and he especially wants to vent.

As he was walking, Li Huowang heard some voices, some chaotic but unusually neat voices.

Li Huowang followed the voice and walked over, and soon he saw a very strange scene, a group of people were trying to sit upright, followed by a man in a tattered Taoist robe, who was chanting something.

The leader with a black whisk stuck in the back of his neck should be the head here, just because there is a thick piece of paper in front of him, and he will read it.

The limbs of these people looked extraordinarily deformed, but they still had their feet with long nails tucked up.

Li Huowang watching this scene was shocked and unfamiliar, "This is... a morning class? Are they having a morning class?"

Looking at these people who looked like they were in the morning class, Li Huowang dreamed back to Qingfengguan. He was also a monster, and he was also a delusional immortal. This similar scene made Li Huowang feel inexplicably nauseous, from the inside to the outside. feel extremely repulsive.

"What nonsense, he's here to cultivate immortals!!" Li Huowang gritted his teeth, and immediately rushed forward with his sword drawn.

"Wait a minute! Taoist priest! Find those babies first! If that child can't go back, how sad their mother will be."

Hearing the monk's words, Li Huowang's steps slowly stopped. After hesitating for a while, he put his hand down from the hilt of the sword and groped towards the darkness around him.

Just when Li Huowang was about to look around for those babies, Li Huowang saw a man crawling over quickly and said something to the man who was in the morning class.

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