After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: (Thirteenth update)

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Qiao Wan almost vomited blood due to the pressure.

Lying in the rubble, Qiao Wan moved her fingers.

Her body has strengthened a lot during this period, but the pressure was like a huge boulder pressing down on her limbs, so much so that Qiao Wan could hardly move. The thunderous body training she had done day and night some time ago was like a A joke.

Compared with the power of the limbs under this pressure, what is more terrifying is the fear and cold that penetrate into the bone marrow.

Looking from Qiao Wan's side, all she could see was the hem of the man's robe and the black boots under the hem.

Qiao Wan's breathing suddenly became very slow and heavy.

It’s not like she has never been suppressed by Feng Wangyan’s pressure before, but compared with the person in front of her, she knows what it means to be dwarfed by a big witch.

In the face of absolute pressure, it was difficult to even stand up.

Qiao Wan held the incense table with one hand and stood up reluctantly, her legs still shaking uncontrollably.

Not only were my legs shaking, my teeth could not help but tremble.

The howling of wolves and the roaring of foxes outside the wild temple seemed to have stopped in an instant, and even the chirping of insects among the grass blades was silent.

There was almost a heavy silence for dozens of miles around. In the wild temple, the only sounds in the quiet room could be heard were Qiao Wan's heavy breathing and the slight sound of blood dripping on the ground.

The black bear faced the man and knelt down without any hope, shrinking into a **** ball of hair and shaking like chaff.

Found it?

What did you find?

Qiao Wan looked at the man.

Demon King Jia Ying seemed to have noticed her gaze, raised his eyelids and looked over coldly, and sneered.

"Shameless rat, bring it here."

Qiao Wan spat out a mouthful of blood.

Suppressed by that coercion.

Being coerced and scolded, Qiao Wan wiped the blood from the corners of her lips. She was a little confused. Not only was she a little confused, but she was also a little wronged, and she was even a little angry.

This pressure was too strong. Under this pressure, her years of practice were like a piece of paper that could be broken when she poked it. She felt unwilling that all her years of practice would be in vain.

Qiao Wan: "What do you mean by this?"

Gaying seemed to be irritated by her ignorance. There was a demonic aura behind him, and his eyes were as cold as water.

"Bring what you stole."

"If you dared to steal it in the first place, why don't you dare to admit it now?"

What he looked at was... the thunder disk at her feet?

Steal...

Qiao Wan was stunned.

Feng Dai's gentle and elegant face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"If fellow Taoist can help me find my storage bag, I will be very grateful."

He thanked him very much for the thunder disk.

Yu Sanniang said that Feng Dai did not advise her to cross the demon clan’s territory and go south.

What's not clear about this posture now? Qiao Wan's mind changed, and an idea came to her mind like a flash of lightning.

There was a thump in my heart, like a basin of ice water being poured down on my head.

Being cheated.

She was tricked by Feng Dai! !

It must have been Feng Dai who stole the Demon Emperor's thunder disk, but found that it was of no use to him and was still a hot potato, so he simply dumped the hot potato on her head.

How dare he steal the Demon Emperor's thunder disk! !

Qi and blood surged in her chest, and Qiao Wan spat out a mouthful of old blood again.

"Cough cough cough!!"

Right now, there are only three people in the ruined temple: her, Demon Emperor Jia Ying, and Black Bear Demon.

Under such terrifying pressure, Qiao Wan had no intention of conflict with the evil **** in the world of cultivation in front of him.

Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, Qiao Wan saluted as calmly as possible, "The Demon King misunderstood. I got this thunder disk by accident, not I stole it."

"Please calm down the Demon King. Since this thunder disk belongs to your majesty, I will return the thunder disk to its original owner."

Man: "Where did you get this thunder disk?"

Qiao Wan replied without thinking: "From the hands of a Confucian cultivator named Feng Dai."

Since Feng Dai cheated him, don't blame her for selling him outright.

Gaying finally set his sights on Qiao Wan: "According to what you said, he is a Confucianism cultivator, what kind of thunder disk does he want?"

The man's eyes were dark and dark, like a bottomless cold pool, reflecting no light.

Qiao Wan felt hairy all over after being glanced at by the man!

Qiao Wan: "There are all kinds of strange techniques practiced by monks in this world. Although this man is a Confucianism cultivator, he might have another use for stealing the thunder disk."

Qiao Wan thought that her attitude was in place and her actions were very respectful and polite.

But unexpectedly, the Demon Emperor Jia Ying in front of her had no intention of letting her go.

Jia Ying: "The muscles and veins are broken, you want to take the path of physical cultivation."

When a man rolls up his robe sleeves, he raises his hand and makes a palm.

"If you dirty the thunder disk, you will die."

Qiao Wan felt very sad.

The fighting madman will not bully me!

You just want to find someone to fight, right? !

The dead silence in the wild temple was broken in the blink of an eye!

Qiao Wan spun around and rushed directly behind the statue.

The man stepped forward, crept forward, and struck away the right flank of the statue with one palm.

Qiao Wan broke into a cold sweat when she saw the Buddha's head with slender eyebrows and narrow eyes being smashed to pieces by a palm.

At this time, Demon King Jia Ying had already caught up.

Qiao Wan gritted her teeth, picked up the pumpkin, and hit it with a bang.

At this moment, either he dies or she dies.

Qiao Wan felt that he was more likely to die.

The man did not move the scimitar in his hand, but it was luck.

The demonic energy surged into the sky, twisted into several dark dragon shadows, and headed straight for Qiao Wan!

Seeing the dragon shadow roaring and rolling over, Qiao Wan kicked off her feet, used subtle footwork, and jumped directly into the palm of the Buddha statue in the middle, taking a picture of "uninterrupted light"!

After all, he is going to die, so covering his vest or not is meaningless.

Jump on the palm of the Buddha statue,

The golden Buddha's light faced the monstrous demonic energy, and it was obviously the demonic energy that was superior. The black dragon roared, opened its mouth, and swallowed the Buddha's light completely with one bite.

The overwhelming dragon energy directly overturned the roof of the wild temple.

The moonlight poured down coldly in an instant.

Seeing this, Qiao Wan used strength from her feet and jumped out of the wild temple, running wildly again!

The last time he was chased by Xie Xingzhi for three streets with his sword, this time he was chased by the famous Demon Emperor.

It has only been ten days since she came down the mountain, and this is the first time she has such a good reputation as Qiao Wan.

Run!

Qiao Wan stumbled and ran desperately in the deep mountains and forests.

Five dark dragon shadows roared in hot pursuit. All the green trees along the way were overturned by the evil spirit and uprooted!

This is the dragon spirit of the Demon King.

The evil spirit was overflowing, almost covering the sky, and the dark clouds blocked the moon, unable to let out any light.

Several times, Longkou almost bit Qiao Wan's head.

Qiao Wan could only run and endorse at the same time.

That little bit of awe-inspiring righteousness came out crookedly, and almost helped her dispel some of the evil spirit.

Like the fluorescent light under the billowing dark clouds, it appears and disappears in the lingering black evil spirit, teetering on the edge of collapse, and looks very bitter.

Poetry! poetry! poetry!

What poem is there...

What poems can be used?

What other poems can be used?

Qiao Wan's brain was racing rapidly. She had never worked as hard as she did in the college entrance examination.

The more poems she can think of, the more "Qi" she can borrow.

Qiao Wan's eyes were cold, the rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, and she shouted loudly, "I will cut off the dragon's feet!"

"Chew dragon meat!"

"Make it impossible to return!"

"Don't lie down at night!"

This is "Bitter Days Are Short" by the poet ghost Li He.

As soon as he finished speaking, Haoran’s aura surged!

One is white, the other is black. The two are circling and intertwining in mid-air, stirring up violent air currents and strong winds, trying to stir up the trees!

The five dragon shadows tightly surrounded the pure white haoqi, biting tightly, and the dragon's tail swung wildly.

The white light, majestic and soaring into the sky, without giving in, suddenly broke away from the dragon shadow, tumbling violently, and flipped the dragon's energy into the air.

Ga Ying stopped and glanced at Qiao Wan, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

I didn't expect the thief in front of him to be so capable.

But this ability... Ga Ying's face was calm, not worthy of his attention.

Haoran held back the demonic dragon righteously, and Qiao Wan finally gained some breathing space.

Gay Ying’s eyes remained fixed: “Where did you steal this poem?”

Qiao Wan grinned and said, "A powerful man named Li He."

Gaying said calmly: "The poem is a good poem, but it was not written by you."

"You can't control it."

Qiao Wan gasped.

She really can't control it.

The muscles and veins in her body hurt as if they were torn, although Confucian Qi nourishing could heal her damaged muscles and veins.

But Qiao Wan's current muscles and veins are only enough for her to perform such a move.

"Rat-like thief." As if he suddenly lost interest, Jia Ying tugged at his face, fluttered his robe sleeves and said, "Suffer death."

The dragon shadows, who were inextricably entangled with the white light, suddenly turned around and whizzed into the man's sleeves. Then, the dragon energy roared out again.

Hit Qiao Wan without missing a beat.

Bang! ! !

A loud bang.

Qiao Wan's sternum was broken, and her whole body was like a kite with its string broken, being blown away by the dragon's energy.

Boom--

The surrounding trees were broken by the dragon's energy and fell down.

The dark dragon aura lingered and slowly disappeared into the night, finally revealing the figure of the girl who had just been wrapped in the dragon aura.

Qiao Wan was lying on the ground, blood flowing out from all over her body, seeping into the ground beneath her, dyeing all the leaves beneath her **** red.

As red as an autumn maple.

A pine tree next to her swayed and hit her spine.

The man walked up to her.

She could only see the black corners of his robe and the silver-white demon patterns embroidered on them.

……

This is the world of cultivation, where humans, demons and demons coexist,

There are people who can come with swords and move the wilderness with their swords; there are people who can defeat millions of soldiers with one hand; they can exhale to make a man in the sky, spray wine to make a river, and drop ink to make mountains and rivers.

Move mountains and seas, call the wind and rain, and do anything.

The high mountains and swamps here, as well as the fairy islands in the sea, are breathtakingly beautiful everywhere.

It is also cruel and chilling.

It is not like the description in "The Road to Immortality". It is full of treasures and adventures. With just a few words and a few kind-hearted donations, you can become the light in the eyes of others, relying on your own freshness. If you are free from the secular world, you can hold it in your lap, reach the pinnacle of life, and have an unprecedented love affair with your master, senior brother, demon lord, and demon emperor.

It is simple, crude, direct, the jungle prevails, and the gap between people is like a chasm.

This is the real world of cultivation.

Strength is supreme, and the strong are respected.

Ga Ying paused in his steps, lowered his eyelashes, and rarely deigned to take another look at Qiao Wan.

"Nice look."

Bloody.

It surprised him.

I immediately regretted the slap.

Given time, maybe the girl in front of him could grow into an opponent worthy of his expectations.

But there are no more what-ifs.

Qiao Wan raised her fierce blood-red eyes, her eyes were about to burst, and she choked on blood foam one after another.

This palm.

Every bone in her body was broken.