After the cannon fodder monk crossed the demon

Chapter 17 Breaking the Formation

"Use your spiritual sense to track Lin Fengyan, and I will break the formation."

Duan Lige said quickly.

Shen Shu understood, closed his eyes, and forcibly opened his consciousness.

Duan Lige frowned, connecting with Shen Shu's sea of ​​consciousness.

I saw a figure haunted by demonic energy rushing in front of the bronze statue in the temple, Lin Fengyan!

Duan Lige gathered his internal energy and killed him suddenly.

"Senior be careful!"

Although Shen Shu couldn't see Duan Lige, he still felt a momentary fluctuation in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Duan Lige couldn't help but hook his lips into a smile.

Immediately, he suppressed his smile and slashed at Lin Fengyan's puppet.

"Sect Master Duan's cultivation is so good!"

At this time, a female voice suddenly sounded in the temple.

However, that female voice was obviously not Lin Fengyan's.

There are thousands of twists and turns in this female voice, full of confidence.

Shen Shu wanted to open his eyes, but he was afraid that his consciousness would be broken because of his own thoughts, so he had to endure it.

Duan Lige was indifferent, without the slightest ups and downs in his face, he split Lin Jiao's chest with his palm and saw Zheng Lai's handsome puppet, a drop of blood fell on the desk.

At the same time, a woman in red came to the counter with all kinds of flair, wiped off the blood with a red silk cloth, and then sprinkled a handful of red medicine powder.

In the red powder, Lin Fengyan's puppet body turned into smoke.

The woman in red said in a delicate voice, "Sect Master Duan, can I come in time?"

Duan Lige said indifferently: "It's the right time."

Hearing that female voice actually started talking to Duan Lige, Shen Shu felt that the connection between the sea of ​​consciousness was broken, and only then opened his eyes, seeing the woman in red approaching Duan Lige, smiling The flower branches trembled wildly, and the two seemed particularly close.

Shen Shu lowered his eyes and glanced at the bloodstains on his plain clothes. After all, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell down slowly.

At this time, Duan Lige suddenly leaned over like a flying shadow, stopped Shen Shu's waist and held him in his arms.

Right now, the smoke in the temple is slowly dissipating, the magic energy of the magic barrier is also dispersed, the surrounding enchantment has been illusory, and the formation of drawing the magic talisman has been broken.

At this time, Bai Jinzhao rushed in, "Thank you for breaking the formation, senior!"

Duan Lige raised his eyes, glanced at Bai Jinzhao, then lowered his head and touched Shen Shu's wrist, "It's none of your business here."

Seeing Shen Shu being hugged by Duan Lige weakly, Bai Jinzhao had a lot of flashes in his mind. He didn't dare to say more, so he could only bow softly, "Yes, junior, step down."

Seeing Bai Jinzhao left the temple, Duan Lige checked Shen Shu's pulse, and said immediately, "Come and see."

The woman in red smiled, stretched out her hand to touch Shen Shu's wrist, stopped when she was about to touch it, and pursed her lips and said, "I can touch this, right? Sect Master Duan will not cut off my hand? "

Duan Lige: "Don't talk nonsense."

Still smiling, the woman in red felt Shen Shu's pulse, closed her eyes and watched for a while, "It's the unfeeling curse."

"really."

Duan Lige's heart sank.

In this way, things can be said.

That night in the woodshed of the inn, he hid from the temptation of the love gu, because Shen Shu had a more powerful love poison planted on his body.And that blurred fragrance is also from the unfeeling curse.

The so-called Unfeeling Curse is not as good as its name, but a spell that is a hundred times more powerful than Love Gu, and those involved will be heartbroken in pain.

Jiang Shanqi's methods are really getting better and better.

"Okay, since you're plotting against me, don't you have to pay? Shen Shu, you can't escape. How dare you make trouble in front of me with just 20 years of Taoism?"

Duan Lige looked down at Shen Shu's cold and beautiful face, thinking viciously in his heart.

The woman in red let go of her hand and looked at Duan Lige's gloomy face, "How does Sect Master Duan plan to deal with him?"

Duan Lige stroked Shen Shu's thin and frail body, without saying a word, he picked up Shen Shu and went outside the temple.

"Ugh……?"

The woman in red had no choice but to chase after Duan Lige, "Sect Master Duan is so ruthless, I came here from the Medicine King Sect for you, and you treat him like this?"

Duan Lige said indifferently: "If you want to calculate it this way, the kindness owed to me by the Medicine King Sect is more than you can pay even if you live a hundred years!"

The woman in red bit her lip, feeling angry in her heart. "Well……"

Duan Lige ignored the woman in red, and flew out of the fantasy painting world.

At this time, the north gate of the city was about to fall into the night, but the demon energy had dissipated, and a group of Taoist priests fled along the north gate, as if they were about to completely sever ties with Shanzhou City.

In front of the north gate, there was only the twilight of the sky, and Shen Shu's sword ear, who had formed a sword bond, seemed particularly lonely in the dim sky.

The wind swept across the field, grazed the lonely spike, and floated up the north gate tower, sweeping all things in the evening, but disappeared without a trace.

When Duan Lige returned to the north gate with Shen Shu in his arms, what he saw was such a scene.

He raised his hand, put Jiansui into his long sleeve, and then touched Shen Shu's forehead, "It's really hard for you to hold on for so long. Who is it for?"

Duan Lige shook his head, and set off towards the long street.

The desert stretched as far as the eye could see, only the eastern purple air was lingering, and when he was about to die, Shen Shu closed his eyes peacefully when the wide robe contained him in it.

The wind was howling at night, Duan Lige drank two jugs of wine, and then he felt more relaxed.

"Unfeeling Curse... Sect Master Duan, do you really want to keep this person by your side?"

The conversation with the medicine king Zong Mo Hongzhao came to mind.