Chapter 258 Mission 023

Xiao Yu carried Mo Qiu and once again escaped from the ghost king's fatal knife behind him, and said in a firm tone: "Practitioners like us should not be afraid of hardships and dangers. We should seek the protection of our elders for even the smallest challenges. How can we become great in the future?"

After saying this, Mo Qiu, who had just been thinking about asking his father for help, blushed and looked at Xiao Yu with admiration: "No wonder Master Kongjue can practice so quickly and be so perseverant and not afraid of danger. He is really a model for us to learn from... "

Xiao Yu said with a serious face: "That's too much praise."

Mo Qiu really felt that Xiao Yu, who spoke these words righteously at this time, was worthy of learning and admiration, because regardless of whether he is a member of the Demon Sect or the Buddhist Sect, isn't the purpose of cultivation to reach higher peaks and become stronger? And how can one become a truly strong person without going through hardships and obstacles in practice and having a smooth journey?

However, when he had just made up his mind to learn from Master Kong Jue and never turn to his father for help when encountering danger, Mo Chou was suddenly carried by Xiao Yu and snatched away a life-threatening sword light, which happened to brush against him. It shot towards his cheek, shocking him into a cold sweat. He had just passed death, but he still couldn't help but said: "Master Kongjue, the ghost king is getting closer and closer. After all, your ability to restore energy cannot match the ghost king. It's better to pray to the Buddha." Master Zong, please ask for help! Practitioners should not be afraid of hardships and dangers, but they should not seek death!"

In this regard, Xiao Yu just made another sharp turn to avoid the Ghost King's attack, and continued to escape in another direction.

He said calmly: "When I met the Demon King of the North before, I had already used the communication talisman that the master gave to the poor monk. Then I left in a hurry and forgot to ask the master to make up for the poor monk."

Mo Qiu: "..." So what you said before was so passionate just because there was no way to seek help but to run away?

Although he knew that at this critical moment of life and death, as the weakest one and holding him back, he shouldn't say anything, but he still felt that he had been deceived emotionally and he still wanted to say a p!

Mo Qiu gritted his teeth and choked out a sentence: "There is a black communication talisman in the Qiankun bag I gave you. Crush it and someone will come to save us!"

The communication talisman is actually very difficult to make. Any practitioner who is new to spiritual practice can make it. Therefore, one person's function is to make phone calls. However, the communication talisman given by the elder to the junior usually contains a trace of spiritual thought. After the junior crushes the communication talisman in danger, the spiritual thought will locate the junior's position, and the elder can quickly come to rescue.

Xiao Yu actually wanted the male protagonist to ask his father for help, but he probably didn't know Mo Chou's true identity at the moment, so he never said anything. But now the male protagonist has taken the initiative. Xiao Yu, who was playing a game of chase and escape with the oil bottle and the ghost king on a horse, didn't show any pretense. He quickly found the black communication talisman he mentioned in his pocket and crushed it. .

However, before the faint fluctuation of the communication talisman spread, it was blocked by an invisible and cold force.

Xiao Yu and Mo Qiu's expressions changed, and the ghost king's sinister laughter came from behind them: "Jie Jie Jie, I already knew that you, the little monk, must have a high status in Buddhism after you took out several spiritual treasures. Disciple, I have been prepared for you to ask for help from the sect! Haha, it’s rare for me to meet a young monk with tender skin and tender flesh that looks delicious, so I can’t bear to let him go.”

Mo Qiu, who was ignored by the Ghost King, said loudly and unwillingly: "Master Kongjue is the direct disciple of the Buddha Sect! If you dare to touch him, you will become the mortal enemy of the Buddha Sect!"

The Ghost King's laughter paused, and then he spoke in a more sinister voice: "What about the Master of the Buddha Sect? Even if he came to find me and ate all his disciples with all their bones, he still dared to kill me in front of the gate of hell. Isn’t the king successful?”

Seeing that a Buddhist sect master could not scare the ghost king, Mo Qiu did not care about his pseudonym 'Mo Qiu', and said: "I am the young master of the demon sect! If you dare to kill us, my father will definitely fight with the Buddha." The sect masters will join forces to kill you!"

These words seemed to be of some use. Xiao Yu felt that the ghost king's speed slowed down for a moment, but then became faster again, as if he was trying his best: "Jie Jie Jie, since you two are both extraordinary, then you deserve to die even more." ! As long as you are dead, no one standing behind you will know that it was me who killed you!"

Mo Qiu had a bitter look on his face: "Oops, it's self-defeating."

Originally, the Ghost King's attitude towards them was more like cat and mouse, watching them try to escape, but now it was to avoid provoking two peak human immortals at the same time, rather than killing them to silence them. Naturally, the intensity of the pursuit became even greater.

Xiao Yu sped up his escape speed and smiled at Mo Chou, who was being caught by him and escaped: "Amitabha! Donor Mo Chou deceived the poor monk so much!"

Mo Qiu was actually a little afraid that Xiao Yu would throw him to the Ghost King behind him after knowing his identity. This way he could not only use the Ghost King's hands to get rid of him, the young master of the Demon Sect, but also delay the Ghost King's speed and increase his own escape. probability. It's just that this critical moment gave him no chance to think too much and revealed his identity in a hurry.

However, now that he heard Kong Jue's words and the smile that had excited him before, he breathed a sigh of relief, and felt strangely at ease.

Maybe it's because this guy who is so bad at times that he can make his teeth itch with anger unexpectedly makes people feel upright and reliable!

Xiao Yu didn't know that the male protagonist had one of the three major delusions in his life at this time. After teasing the male protagonist, he felt the pressure from the ghost king behind him becoming more and more intense. The demon-subduing pestle was thrown towards the formation he had already been optimistic about.

Faint Buddha lights lit up one by one along the route Xiao Ying had taken to escape. Then he forcibly withstood the full force of the Ghost King and rushed to the brightest place with Mo Chou. After a wave of space fluctuations, the two disappeared into the dark domain.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle, the center of the formation, became rusty after the two were teleported away. The Ghost King's angry roar resounded throughout the dark domain. After the sound reached the Demon-Subduing Pestle, this spiritual treasure that even the human immortals might not be able to destroy was easily turned into dust.

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In a withered forest, two figures suddenly appeared. They were Xiao Ying and Mo Chou who were teleported from the dark domain.

Xiao Ying's face was as pale as gold paper at this time. After he spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, he felt that the Yin Qi that the Ghost King had invaded into his body had been driven away a lot, and his injuries were not serious.

But Mo Chou didn't know. Seeing him vomiting blood, he thought he was seriously injured, and his face showed anxiety: "Kong Jue, how do you feel? I saw the ghost king hit you before. Are you seriously injured?" Seeing the male protagonist's concerned look, Xiao Ying was suspicious, but he kept his face pale. He pretended to be calm and said lightly: "It feels like heartache." Mo Chou thought he was injured in the heart meridian, and hurriedly began to look for healing pills: "If the heart meridian is injured, you should use the heart-protecting pill..." Who knows that Xiao Ying sighed again: "The demon-subduing pestle that Master gave me was used as the energy source of the array eye. It should be scrapped now. I am really heartbroken..." Mo Chou paused in his search for the heart-protecting pill, and then threw the pill bottle angrily: "You bald donkey! You are playing tricks on me again!" Xiao Ying slowly sat down cross-legged against a dead tree, clasped his hands together and looked peaceful: "Amitabha! Is Mr. Mo showing his true colors?" His tone was calm, but Mo Chou was furious. Zhang, gnashing his teeth and saying: "Yes! This young master is going to show his true colors! You are so seriously injured that you can't even stand steadily now, right? If you don't want to be tortured by this young master, you'd better beg for mercy. Maybe this young master can give you a quick death!"

However, Xiao Ying just closed his eyes and said: "Amitabha! I'm hungry, please find some spiritual fruits for me."

Mo Chou, who had been ordered around like this many times along the way, subconsciously turned around to find spiritual fruits, but suddenly stopped and jumped up in anger: "You bald ass! This young master is not your servant! And now you can't beat this young master, why do you order me around?"

However, Xiao Ying just closed his eyes and chanted silently.

Mo Chou turned around and left with a snort.

Xiao Ying opened his eyes, looked at the direction where Mo Chou left, and sighed: It seems that this male protagonist is not too cruel, and has no intention of killing him. Now the male protagonist should take the opportunity to leave.

In fact, when Xiao Ying entered the teleportation array, he was prepared to take the full force of the ghost king. Although he was injured, his injuries were not serious and he would recover after a few days of recuperation. He pretended to be seriously injured to guard against Mo Chou. He knew that Mo Chou had always been very obedient beside him because he was afraid of his strength, so when he was seriously injured, it was the best time to kill him. If Mo Chou really took the opportunity to kill him, although he could not kill the male protagonist, he would definitely cripple the male protagonist.

However, now the male protagonist has a great concept and his life-saving grace, but he just left by himself, and he did not mean to kill him. This made Xiao Ying feel a lot more relaxed. It would be best if he could not fight with others when he was injured.

Xiao Ying continued to close his eyes and cross his knees to heal his wounds. Suddenly, his ears moved slightly and heard a slight sound. He opened his eyes alertly and saw that the male protagonist who was supposed to leave actually came back with some spiritual fruits.

Mo Chou put the spiritual fruit in front of him and said angrily: "You bald ass, eat it if you are not afraid of being poisoned by me!"

Xiao Ying looked at Mo Chou's gentle movements when he put down the spiritual fruit, and a sincere smile appeared on his face: "Amitabha! I thought that Donor Mo was going to leave me to fend for myself!"

Mo Chou snorted twice and explained a little awkwardly: "There is a tree demon in this dead forest, and I killed it."

Is this an explanation for why he came back late? Xiao Ying's expression changed.

Xiao Ying, who was not seriously injured, interrupted his healing and simply picked up the spiritual fruit that Mo Chou put in front of him, ate two, and pushed the rest to Mo Chou, smiling gently: "Donor, please take the trouble to try the poison for me."