The woman in white spit a mouthful of blood on her clothes, looking a little terrible, Sikong Wenzheng also eased up at this time, but it was obviously not as flexible as before, seeing the woman in white vomiting blood, she was not happy, and she struggled for a long time and jumped towards the old monk, looking like she was planning to fight hard, looking at Sikong Wenzheng's somewhat awkward appearance, Qin Mu thought, could it be that the corpse was too rotten, or was it rigid?

The old guy jumped for a long time, and before he touched the corner of the old monk's clothes, the old monk waved lightly, and Sikong Wenzheng fell upside down, but this time he didn't fly out, and a faint golden brilliance lit up on his body, although he resisted the attack, but the impact was not small, so that Sikong Wenzheng almost didn't stand firm.

Qin Mu saw that the golden brilliance was much dimmer compared to when Qin Mu made his move, and after receiving the old monk's blow, cracks appeared.

Sikong Wenzheng obviously used the corpse for a long time, stiffened, and couldn't even turn around with his head, obviously seeing that there was something wrong with the solid golden soup, and he was so persistent that he jumped towards the old monk, looking fierce.

Qin Mu hurriedly ran over to stop the two goods, the old monk looked very powerful, and he knew qigong and could send spells instantly, if Sikong Wenzheng really hung on his hand, it would be troublesome, after all, Qin Mu was entrusted by Sikong Lu to find his father Sikong Wenzheng.

But Qin Mu's obstruction Sikong Wenzheng didn't pay attention to it at all, and jumped forward without distraction, Qin Mu persisted and blocked in front of him again and again, Sikong Wenzheng grabbed Qin Mu's shoulders and bit down mercilessly.

Qin Mu's strength is not the same as that of Sikong Wenzheng, who has changed, and he only feels that Sikong Wenzheng's two hands are like two pliers, like two chains firmly locking himself, and he can't move.

In a hurry, Qin Mu held the judge's pen and stabbed the other party's back of the heart.

Sikong Wenzheng's body lit up again, and he resisted the attack of the judge's pen, which shocked Qin Muhu's mouth numb. When Qin Mu saw this witchcraft, he held a breath in his chest, his mouth was facing Sikong Wenzheng's ear, and a scream came from his mouth.

Because Sikong Wenzheng was closest to Qin Mu, the power of this sonic boom made him stunned, and his ears slowly flowed red blood, taking advantage of this gap, Qin Mu twisted away from Sikong Wenzheng's clamp, and kicked Sikong Wenzheng in the heart.

Sikong Wenzheng was still in a stunned state and didn't react, Qin Mu thought of the witchcraft that Chonghua had on this thing, but instead "bullied" him, he didn't get angry, he didn't think about it, he opened his mouth and began to chant.

This is the 11th chapter of the thirty-three chapters of witch songs, which was originally used against Zhu Tian, and Qin Mu only used the first half of the 11 chapters of witch songs, and directly hypnotized him while the other party was still in a daze.

As soon as the witch song sounded, the woman in white and the old monk were stunned, the old monk frowned, as if she had thought of something, while the woman in white looked at Qin Mu even more resentfully, as if she wanted to burn a hole in Qin Mu's back.

Qin Mu's witch song belongs to the kind of indiscriminate attack, those present, except for himself, almost all of them were hit, the woman in white was blue, the water curtain shrouded in front of the attic was gone, she almost resisted Qin Mu's witch song with all her strength, even if she covered her ears, it was useless, and a thick sleepiness struck.

The old monk was a Buddha horn, folded his hands, closed his eyes and began to chant the scriptures, saying that this voice, to the ears of the woman in white, was no different from a lullaby, but wanted to sleep more.

Qin Mu's spiritual power was not enough to support this witch song for too long, and when Sikong Wenzheng completely closed his eyes, Qin Mu was so tired that he sat on the ground, sweating profusely.

"Finally fell asleep, is this zombie's resistance stronger than that of a human?" Qin Mu's muttering was not too loud, but none of the people present were fuel-efficient lamps, and as soon as the old monk heard Qin Mu's words, he won his eyes and shouted "Amitabha" to Qin Mu.

Qin Mu wiped his sweat, turned his head and laughed: "Amitabha, Amitabha Buddha ......" In front of such a powerful old monk, Qin Mu suddenly felt that he had a feeling of getting a big axe in front of Luban's door, if Chonghua knew Lu Dao, Qin Mu actually had such a strong envy for an outsider, I don't know if Lu Dao would be angry.

"The donor has a relationship with my Buddha and is very intelligent. Forgive the old man for taking the liberty of it, does the donor have some relationship with the fourteenth generation of Wu Zhu? The old monk spoke very slowly, which made Qin Mu a little unaccustomed to listening, especially the old monk who spoke half-literate and half-plain, which sounded particularly awkward.

"It's the family teacher." Qin Mu was also infected by the old monk.

"I see, what a hero out of a teenager." The old monk's words made Qin Mu's old face flush, but this guy's face is not ordinarily thick, and ordinary people will be more modest when they hear such praise, after all, Huaxia has always been like this.

And when he came to Qin Mu's place, after hearing this, this guy said repeatedly: "It should be so, it should be so." ”

The old monk heard this, and smiled without saying a word.

However, the woman in white didn't know which tendon was wrong, Xu saw that Qin Mu was unhappy, and sneered after Qin Mu finished speaking: "Chonghua really accepted a good apprentice." ”

"You ......" Fortunately, Qin Mu was not stupid, and he heard the mockery of her words, but he was a little strange for what was in front of him, and he also knew that he was very familiar with that tone.

However, she underestimated the thickness of Qin Daguan's face a little, and only heard Qin Daguan say faintly: "Of course." There was no smugness in his words.

"You ......" Now it was the turn of the woman in white to get angry, and then she sneered: "If Chonghua knows that his apprentice can't even deal with a group of water monkeys, and he has to rely on external forces, I really don't know what kind of anger Lu Dao will become." ”

Talking about how much he knew Chonghua, Qin Mu was really disgusted by the tone of the woman in front of him, and somehow, he remembered the half-faced person who restrained himself everywhere in his golden years, Qin Mu said without hesitation: "It seems to be how close you are to my master, if you are really close to him, you will not let the master be single for many years." ”

Yes, Qin Mu added in his heart, after eating the food that Chonghua has been cooking for twenty years, the taste is not as good as eating instant noodles for twenty years. How many nights, Qin Mu thought that Chonghua should find a master for himself.

The woman in white choked on this sentence for a long time, pointing at Qin Mu for a long time and was speechless, Qin Mu spent a lot of time meditating below to recover her spiritual power, the woman in white pointed and suddenly smiled, seeing that Qin Mu was excited.

A black light shot out of the fingertips of the woman in white without any warning, straight like a ray, and pointed directly at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, and said that a woman's heart, a needle under the sea, if you want to fight, you don't say a word, you can fight if you want to, and hurriedly take the judge's pen to block it, only to see a golden brilliance and the black brilliance facing each other, at first it was evenly matched, and gradually the golden brilliance became weaker, and the black brilliance began to absorb the black aura that permeated the sky, becoming more and more powerful, and the golden brilliance couldn't help but gradually retreat.

Qin Mu looked at the golden brilliance, it was the old monk's palm that seemed to be casually opposed, watching the golden brilliance slowly retreat, the old monk's face did not have the panic it should have, but confronted each other unhurriedly.