Bai Qing, the Taoist priest of Luanjingshan, looked angry, and the scales on her right face were like polished pure steel arrows, which made her angry look a little hideous, but her arms holding the bald hair were trembling slightly, indicating that she was at the end of her strength and was about to be unable to hold on.

"No one can snatch Mu Songxuan away!" Bai Qing shouted sternly, completely different from her usual tone of indifference and a little arrogant. "Yashan cannot do it, and Pangshan cannot do it!"

Zuo Liuying had been to Luanjing Mountain. Bai Qing recognized him, but he didn't know that he had withdrawn from Pangshan. Facing a Taoist priest, she had no timidity, but was inspired to have a stronger fighting spirit, which was also completely different from her usual self-contained and even all the lower Taoist priests.

The bald man made a strange sound, like dry retching or gasping. Facing the three acquaintances, he did not recognize any of them and was completely controlled by Bai Qing. When her arm turned, a red light was immediately ejaculated on the bald man's forehead.

When you look closely, the red light is even more powerful, and the surrounding air makes a hissing sound, as if it has been melted.

Bai Qing and Zuo Liuying were only more than thirty steps away, which was equivalent to being close to a spell. The red light arrived in front of Zuo Liuying in a blink of an eye and penetrated his chest and continued to move forward.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Hao, who were standing behind, were shocked and jumped to both sides, watching the red light shot through the middle of the two.

Zuo Liuying could not be so easily caught. Xin Youtao was shocked and said, "Bald, you don't recognize..."

Before he finished speaking, the red light shot towards Xin Youtao.

But this time the red light was very weak. He was still more than ten steps away from Xin Youtao and stopped moving forward. He couldn't swallow it at the end, like a vicious dog struggling hard in a cage, and finally had to surrender.

The red light disappeared, Bai Qing's angry face became more obvious, but his voice became weak and weak, "No one... don't think about... snatch the bald man! I want to... send him to... Luanjing Mountain... the master and the head..."

"The people who can help you are not only the Grand Master and the First Master of Luanjingshan." Zuo Liuying spoke. The red light just now passed through his chest, but it had no effect on him. He did not fight back. He just stood there and watched the Taoist Priest of Luanjingshan, which made her mana quickly weaken.

More and more Taoist priests flew over, either floating in the air or landing on the ground, surrounding the hills. Xin Youtao glanced around and found that there were 34 Taoist priests in Yashan. He couldn't help but secretly smashed his tongue. Yashan spared no effort to find the bald man. Zuo Liuying had withdrawn from the Taoist throne. Do you still dare to fight against Yashan? If you want to suck out the tide of the angry sea of ​​tide in your body, should you expect Zuo Liuying or please these Taoist priests?

Xin Youtao had a series of plans in his mind, and each one was not ideal.

Zuo Liuying didn't care about everything around her, but just stared at Bai Qing's eyes. Her eyes were completely different, but Bai Qing could not avoid it. The anger on her face was slowly disappearing, and she even ignored the many Taoist priests who surrounded her, "Can you... help me?"

"Well, tell me what's going on first. I want you to say it in person." Zuo Liuying's voice was as plain as his eyes.

A Taoist priest in the air said in the air: "Yashan can also help you remove the face..." Then he choked, coughed violently in front of everyone, bent over and kept knocking on his chest.

Lu Xiaoxin, who was playing the swordsman, stood near the Taoist priest and looked at Zuo Liuying coldly. He knew that he had secretly cast a spell, so he made a gesture, indicating that the disciples of Yashan should not speak for the time being.

When the Taoist priest was talking, Bai Qing's eyes drifted a little, and then he returned to Zuo Liuying's eyes and said slowly: "The bald man had a drop of water or a few drops of water from the sword washing pond in his head. Shen Jiyi wanted to take him away secretly, but I took him to the lead. I took the bald man back to Luanjing Mountain, but I encountered demon soldiers on the road, and there were a lot of them, so we couldn't escape. Then...and..."

"You are a Taoist priest, look at all this with your Taoist heart." Zuo Liuying said.

Although Bai Qing was in the realm of Gu Xia and had not yet established a strong Taoist heart, she nodded and was encouraged, "The demon clan forced me to take several medicines and used magic tricks on me, making me what I am now."

"How many demons? How many medicines? How many magic tricks?"

"Seven, seven demons, should be eleven pills. They didn't say their names. They used magic tricks on me together, just one." Bai Qing was able to calmly recall his own experience. A look of extreme fear appeared on half of his normal face. "A lot of blood floated in front of me, as if a knife was cutting my skin and picking out my bones one by one. I wanted to scream but couldn't. I could only try my best to keep my thoughts and protect my inner alchemy."

"You did it right." Zuo Liuying's encouragement sounded too cold to outsiders, but the dialogue was effective. A smile appeared on her half-terrified face.

"Then I fainted. When I woke up, my right face had already... turned into this. They let me and bald, saying that I was asking me to send a message to Luanjing Mountain, and the demon army would attack the south."

"Why did you stop at Furong Mountain?"

"Because of bald man, he didn't know what happened. He always said that he was a demon or not. When we met a group of demons on the road, he chatted with them and used several magic tricks. Those demons called him the Demon Eye King. He was very happy and said that he would not go forward, saying that he wanted to occupy the mountain and be the king from now on. From then on, I could not resist him, so I had to rest here with him. Is this called Furong Mountain? The demon clan calls it Gui Crying Mountain."

The bald man was still held in Bai Qing's hand, and the demonic eyes in his hair could not emit red light, which made him very angry. His teeth were grinding and shaking constantly, as if there was a irritable wild cat hidden in his mind.

Dozens of corpses lying on the hill were all "minions" of the demon clan he accepted.

Zuo Liuying glanced at Bald, continued to stare at Bai Qing, "Speak."

"At noon today, Taoist Yashan came to the door and said that he wanted to take the bald man away. I disagree because I am a disciple of Luanjingshan. When I encounter such a thing, I must first obtain the consent of the master or the head. However, Taoist Yashan is very arrogant and wants to steal the bald man. We will fight, and as we fight... you will arrive."

Lu Xiaoxin in the air snorted, obviously disagreeing with Bai Qing's narration, but did not argue.

Bai Qing heard the snorkeling, and after talking to Zuo Liuying, she became more and more awake, and said with her head raised: "That's the matter. I said it simply, but it was nothing. I am willing to undergo the examination of mind control techniques, but the left head must cast the spell himself. It cannot be the Taoist priest of Yashan. They have ulterior motives, and I don't believe them."

Although many Taoist priests in Yashan had not spoken, their faces showed anger.

"I have withdrawn from Pangshan and am not qualified to use the mind control technique on the Taoist priest. I believe you, that's enough. Leave Mu Songxuan to me, maybe I can cure him."

Bai Qing slowly stretched out his arm and immediately shrank back, "Since you have withdrawn from Pangshan, I can't hand over the bald man to you. Take me back to Luanjing Mountain and let the master decide who the bald man should hand over to."

"Why don't you let Mu Songxuan make the decision by himself? He is not a magic weapon, he is a person, or a disciple of Pangshan." Zuo Liuying said.

"No, he can't make a decision." Bai Qing suddenly raised his voice, "Shen Jiyi has used magic on him, and the demon clan has also tampered with him. He has no idea who he is now. He is determined to be a monster. I want to bring him back to Luanjing Mountain."

Zuo Liuying didn't speak. Now everyone could see that he was casting spells silently, as if he was looking for traces of magic, or as if he was already fighting with something invisible.

The bald man's teeth grinding stopped, his fluffy hair retracted a little, and he opened his mouth and looked at Zuo Liuying blankly.

"Stop, you are not allowed to cast spells on the bald man." Bai Qing said sternly, raised the bald man, aimed his magic eye at Zuo Liuying, and the red light shot out again.

Zuo Liuying raised his right hand and grabbed the end of the red light with three fingers. He muttered a word in his mouth. The red light disappeared in his fingers and could no longer move forward or take back.

Bai Qing was shocked, and he changed his tricks one after another but couldn't get out of the predicament. He couldn't even put down his arms. After holding on for a while, she surrendered, "I'll leave the bald man to you. You have to be careful, he is different from before."

"I will be careful, please let go."

The Taoist priests around Yashan looked at Lu Xiaoxin. Once the head fell into Zuo Liuying's hands, it would be even more difficult to take it over. Lu Xiaoxin was also a little hesitant, and finally shook his head gently. He did not want to have a conflict with Taoist priest Zhushen again.

Bai Qing slowly let go of her palm, as if she gave up not a head, but an arm of her own.

The bald man floated in mid-air like this, and the magic eyes were still emitting red light, and then the red light gradually shortened, and the bald man floated to Zuo Liuying.

"Mu Xingqiu..." The bald man muttered vaguely, his expression became more and more calm, and the red light also weakened, and the speed of flying towards Zuo Liuying also accelerated.

"It seems something is not right." Xin Youtao whispered, and then he realized that the bald man had always called him "Brother Xiaoqiu". Even if he talked to others, he rarely called him "Mu Xingqiu".

Zuo Liuying's fingers that were picked up together suddenly dissipated, revealing a jewel in her palm. The jewel shone in her eyes, instantly covering both Bad and Bai Qing. After a while, the light dissipated.

Bai Qing covered her face with both hands and screamed, then she collapsed, but the scales on her face flew out from under her palms like a group of butterflies, and flew into the mountains in groups.

"Parasite Demon!" Several Taoist priests of Yashan exclaimed in unison and immediately cast a spell to capture the demon alive.

Most people's eyes were attracted by the flying scales, but a very few people were only staring at bald people, including Zuo Liuying.

The bald man swayed in the air, and dozens of demon corpses on the mountain flew towards him and arranged them automatically under his neck.

"Stop the demon corpse!" Lu Xiaoxin, a Taoist priest from the sword-playing department, shouted and decided not to wait any longer.

The Taoist priests of Yashan hurriedly switched the spells, let go of the group of scales, and attacked the corpses, but let the five elements spells hit them, even if they were split, they still flew towards their heads persistently.

"It's indeed a demon species." Zuo Liuying said.

The bald man's eyes instantly turned green, he opened his mouth and laughed loudly, and then spoke in a squinting voice, "The demons are back, kneel down, Taoist priest."

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