The black-robed old man saw the black light enter the puppet's eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his face, matched with his eyes without the whites of the eyes, which was terrifying. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

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Northern Hell Dao Palace, a black-robed Taoist, his eyes are shining, he draws talismans in the air, recites spells in his mouth, and perfects reflexive spells......

Fu Xin, who had been frozen all the time, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were pitch black, his pupils shrank, and two black lights shot out with a forbidden spell......

"Looking for ...... death," the black robe roared angrily.

Ning Ze has been giving Fu Xin a blood transfusion, naturally bearing the brunt of it, he instinctively counterattacked, the vertical lines on his eyebrows flashed, two white lights shot out, black and white were handed over, and the black light was fixed in front of Ning Ze's eyes.

"......Friends of the Six Laws," Ning Ze shouted in a cold voice.

This is also outrageous, only an inch, the black light spell will shoot into his eyes, the eyes are the most vulnerable part of the human body, when he is defenseless, in the face of such an unwarranted disaster, he is naturally angry.

The black-robed Taoist was extremely speechless, and the whip in his hand was taken off, and the black light spell was scattered by a whip.

He had a gloomy face and said coldly: "The deity, please borrow blood and use ......"

Several drops of blood floated in front of the black robe, and the black robe used blood as a guide to draw blood charms, and the blood charms were twisted, like living creatures, turning into blood worms, and burrowing into Fu Xin's eyes......

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"Grandpa......"

"Boy Brother ......"

Tong Xinyue and Mei Qing lost their voices in horror.

The black-robed old man's eyes were bleeding at this time, and his mouth was spitting blood, but he still chanted the incantation......

The forbidden puppet suddenly opened its eyes, and blood lines shot out, turning into blood worms and burrowing into the old man's eyes.

"Ah......h

"Grandpa Mei, Grandpa Mei......" Seeing her grandfather's tragic condition, the girl Xinyue grabbed Mei Qing tightly and begged.

Mei Qing saw his old friend like this, his heart was crossed, and the Taoist green plum stick flew into his hand, he held the stick with both hands, and hit the puppet with all his might.

"Don't ......" The old man heard the wind and exclaimed, but unfortunately it was too late.

The green plum stick is like hitting the cotton, the puppet is not only not broken, but also sticks to the green plum stick, Mei Qing wants to let go of the Taoist green plum stick, but it is difficult to get rid of it.

The old man in the black robe was cold, and he was just under a spell, if he put his friend on the ...... The old man is also a ruthless person, biting the tip of his tongue, writing a spell with his heart's blood, and burning his blood.

For an hour, the old man's speed of writing spells became slower and slower, after all, his heart and blood were limited, and at this time, he lost too much blood, and the blood talisman in his eyes was strange, and he had a splitting headache......

One after the other, but the other side was furious, there were more and more black lines, and the black lines slowly crawled all over the puppets, and one by one the black lines were covered in them, and the black lines began to eat away at the spells......

The old man felt the last spell mutate, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of black blood, and he was defeated......

One by one, the mutated spells, separated from the puppet, half of them entered Mei Qing's body along the green plum stick, and half of the tired birds returned to the forest and threw them into the old man.

"Click......"

The puppet splits in half and falls to the ground.

The old man's face was like ashes, his whole body was full of life, his already rickety body was even older and shorter, he slowly suppressed the blood talisman in his eyes, and regained his vision, he looked at his old friend, full of guilt, the corners of his mouth moved a few times, but there was no sound.

Mei Qing looked at the tragic situation of his old friend, and he was also sad, he reluctantly smiled and said: "Brother Tong, don't be too guilty, it's all because I'm too impulsive, I don't blame you......"

"Grandpa......" The little girl of the crescent moon hugged the old man in the black robe tightly, tears couldn't stop flowing, grandpa's vitality was weak, she felt that she was about to lose him.

The old man patted his granddaughter gently, still speechless, he was ashamed of his old friend, and he was even more relieved of his only granddaughter.

Mei Qing didn't think too much, although he was cursed, but after all, he was at the peak of the Dao Sect, and he didn't have any worries about his life at present.

"Brother Tong, is there a solution to this curse? Do you know who cast the curse?"

The black robe sat down slowly, and spoke: "The reflexive spell is a compound spell, he is the spell caster, and he devours the original spell with his own spell, and forms a mutant spell, which is a mutation spell, which means that this spell has never appeared, and naturally there is no solution......"

“...... Grandpa, let's go back to the patriarch Grandpa, he must have a way to ......" said the little girl with tears in her eyes, the patriarch is omnipotent.

The old man shook his head and said, "Although the patriarch has a high level of cultivation, his research on forbidden spells is not much better than that of grandpa. ”

"Brother Tong, who are you fighting with?" you might guess," Mei Qing asked.

The old man nodded, and said dejectedly, "It's him, I saw him through the eyes of the host...... The old and decayed are not wronged, not wronged...... This is probably retribution, those who kill people with forbidden curses will eventually die under forbidden curses. ”

"Brother Tong, you mean him?" Mei Qing said in shock.

"It's him, I didn't expect it!"

Mei Qing also lost her calm, and fell into the hands of that person, and there was still life?

"Grandpa Mei, who are you talking about? Let's go and admit his mistakes, beg him, beg him to undo the spell for you, he will definitely be able to solve it," Tong Xinyue wiped away her tears, she finally heard the way to save her grandfather.

Mei Qing and the old man were speechless for a long time, what is the means of that person's heart, I am afraid that everyone in the world knows, not to mention, the gate of the Quartet of Fan City is guarded by eight Heavenly Court Dao Sects, I heard that half of them were taken to the Great Snow Mountain, and they never appeared again, and it is unlikely that they will be alive.

Although I don't know what the relationship between Fu Xin and that person is, they dare to fight, it is disrespectful to that person, and begging him?

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In the Northern Hell Dao Palace, the black-robed Taoist rubbed his hands, looked at Ning Ze, who was pale, and smirked......

Ning Ze looked at his face, which was the same as himself, and really wanted to punch him, and finally took a few deep breaths to suppress his anger.

"Fu Xin, are you okay?"

The black robe hurriedly promised: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it must be okay......"

"Hmph...... Fellow Daoist of the Six Laws, you deceived me first, there were many mistakes in the fighting, and you were able to win in the end, how much blood did you draw from me, do you think that your blood doesn't need money, so you can squander it......" Ning Ze said, his stomach was full of anger, since the first time he borrowed blood, this one has borrowed endlessly.

"The deity, isn't that an emergency?Blood curse, I'm the first to use, it feels good, so I'll use it a little more, I didn't have blood before, I'll pay attention to it in the future......"

"After returning it, use the blood spell in the future, and you will find the blood yourself," Ning Ze interrupted coldly.

"......" The black-robed Taoist was speechless, he was a primordial god, where to find blood?

Ning Ze glared at him and said, "What's the matter?"

"No, no ......"

"Clean up the main hall and go back," Ning Ze mentioned Fu Xin and left the main hall, leaving behind a sluggish black robe, sad for a while, there is no merit, there is hard work!

Ning Ze left the bloody Dao Palace, and when he saw the two beauties and Bailu, he was in a much better mood, and he put Fu Xin, who was covered in blood, on the grass and basked in the sun......

"Yo Yo Yo Yo ......" What's wrong with Fu Xin?

"It's okay, just helped him exorcise the forbidden spell......"

"Palace Master, Feng Yichen, I have looked for you," Mei Ge stepped forward.

"He?" Ning Ze lowered his head, that guy didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, forget it......

"It's been a long time since we've had tea together, the weather is good today, let's make tea ...... the four of us"

"Yo Yo Yo Yo ......" Bailu is very happy, and it likes to drink tea with its owner.

As soon as the silver bell rang ......, the tea set and tea leaves appeared......

Ning Ze sat on the ground, and the white deer lay down beside the master, squinting his eyes, enjoying the master's smoothing of his hair, singing and dancing, and making tea elegantly......

White Deer Cliff, spring is bright and the breeze is gentle......

Three people and one deer form a picture of spring boiling tea, which is quiet and natural......