Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

#231 - The chivalrous spirit is touching, the old demon is in trouble? (Please subscribe)

In the courtyard of the inn where the Murong brothers and Ning Qing were staying, there were two trees.

One was a poplar, and the other was also a poplar.

At this time of year, the leaves on the trees were almost all gone, leaving only a few withered leaves on the left tree, like the hair on the head of a balding middle-aged man, maintaining a final stubbornness.

The Murong brothers and Ning Qing were eating in the dining hall on the first floor of the inn.

They were sitting by the window, facing the poplar tree.

The inn's business was average, with only three or four tables of people eating, making it seem a bit deserted.

At this moment, a burst of rapid hoofbeats sounded, and a string of dust was kicked up outside the door.

The horse came quickly and stopped quickly, obviously well-trained.

Soon, new guests arrived at the inn.

They were two men, both in red clothes, with red hair and red beards, looking like red-haired devils from a painting, quite frightening.

Most people would have run away when encountering such people, like the couple at the door, who had already put down their chopsticks and taken their baby upstairs, not daring to stay any longer.

But the remaining three tables of people, including the Murong brothers and Ning Qing, all seemed to have a habit of watching strange things, not only not leaving but even secretly sizing up the two red-haired men.

Ning Qing couldn't help but say, "These two people are so strange."

The Murong brothers nodded and said, "The Red Devils of the Red Gate of Shanxi cultivate the Red Devil Skill, which can turn all their body hair, even their pupils, red. It is said that the female Red Devils among them are as cruel as Rakshasa, but because of their red appearance, they are soul-stirring, causing many who flock to them to lose their lives."

Facing Ning Qing, the Murong brothers continued to play the role of "experienced veterans," talking eloquently.

Ning Qing looked at the Red Devil and noticed that the pupil of the one on the left was obviously red, and couldn't help but smile, "You know so much."

Hearing the beauty's praise, the Murong brothers' bones felt a little soft.

The two Red Devils, without saying a word, ordered only a plate of peanuts as soon as they entered the inn, took out their own wine, and began to drink.

According to the inn's rules, bringing your own drinks and ordering so little food shouldn't be allowed, but the inn's waiter was afraid of being raped and killed, so he had to turn a blind eye.

In this world of rape and murder, being able to work as a waiter in an inn for three years meant you definitely had to have some discernment.

The two Red Devils had just taken a few sips of wine when another burst of heavy footsteps came from the entrance of the inn.

It sounded like someone was carrying a heavy object.

Soon, the Murong brothers and Ning Qing were attracted by the person who came in.

It could only be said that the person who came in was a heavy object, taller than the door, his whole body yellow, like a stone pagoda painted with yellow paint.

And what was even more eye-catching was that there was a Taoist priest riding on his shoulders.

The Taoist priest looked very thin, but when he came down from the big man's body, the whole ground trembled slightly, giving people a very heavy feeling.

Obviously, this was even more attention-grabbing than the two Red Devils just now.

The red-eyed Red Devil ate peanuts and drank wine, his expression becoming serious.

"This Taoist priest is also very strange," Ning Qing said like a curious baby.

"There's an old saying, 'Nine out of ten Taoist priests from the Ba Mountains are strange,'" the Murong brothers explained.

"Is this Taoist priest from the Ba Mountains?" Ning Qing asked doubtfully.

"There's a Yellow Stone Cave on the Ba Mountain, and the Taoist priests inside often eat pills made of Yellow Stone, making their whole bodies heavier than Yellow Stone, and they are often carried by Yellow-skinned Warriors when they travel outside."

The Murong brothers continued to play the role of experienced veterans, explaining to Ning Qing.

Ning Qing quietly asked, "Are they powerful?"

"Powerful. All are first-class experts. Especially the Ba Mountain Taoist priests, Taoist priests in the martial world are already not easy to mess with, and they are the most difficult to mess with," the Murong brothers replied.

"If we talk about them like this, won't they be angry?" Ning Qing asked nervously.

"Don't be nervous, fortunately, I am also an expert," the Murong brothers said with great masculinity.

"You're so amazing, I really didn't choose the wrong person," Ning Qing praised sweetly.

The Murong brothers became even more confident.

No way, Green Saber Old, bah, Young Master Murong is strong!

At this moment, another horse's neighing sounded outside the door.

Before the person arrived, a red carpet was laid on the ground, and flower petals were scattered, as if a celestial maiden was about to descend from the heavens.

Immediately afterward, the light at the door dimmed, and a mountain of flesh-like fairy walked in.

The fairy had a small head on top, and the fat on her body squeezed against the door frame, making a sound.

Actually, her head was of normal size, but hanging on such a fleshy body, it was like a green bean.

You know what, this small head was quite pretty.

This one "fairy" squeezed in first, and then another one came, squeezing even harder.

After the second fairy came in, she rolled up the red carpet on the ground with her greasy pig hands and wrapped it around her body as a red belt.

Don't look at how fat she was, even more exaggerated than a pig, but her every move gave people a sense of agility.

Ning Qing was stunned.

After these two fairies came in, they looked at the Taoist priest and sat down at a table on their own.

After they sat down, the long bench was submerged in their fat and was almost invisible.

"Who are these again?" Ning Qing asked in surprise.

This inn suddenly had so many strange people, it was really magical.

At this time, even the Murong brothers' expressions became serious, and they replied, "The Flesh Bodhisattvas of the Qingni Nunnery."

"Flesh Bodhisattvas," Ning Qing murmured.

"They believe in becoming gods through the flesh, believing not in the legendary Bodhisattvas, but in the master of the Qingni Nunnery, the Flesh Venerable. It is said that the Flesh Venerable has lived for two hundred and twelve years. In the past, there was a Li Flying Dagger, who was unparalleled with flying daggers, known as 'Never Missing,' and was called a generation of heroes.

Unfortunately, that year he met the Flesh Venerable, and his flying daggers could not break through the Flesh Venerable's Bodhisattva flesh. He was pressed to the ground by the Flesh Venerable for three days and three nights, and only escaped by relying on his exquisite movement skills when the Flesh Venerable dozed off and turned over.

After that, Li Flying Dagger could no longer fly, because after those three days and three nights, his body was covered with Bodhisattva flesh, which was difficult to separate, and he died miserably in his later years.

So, in the martial world, there is the saying that the master of the Qingni Nunnery, the Flesh Venerable, 'becomes a god through the flesh,' but she and her disciples, the Flesh Bodhisattvas, have not been active in the martial world for many years. I didn't expect to see them today,"

The Murong brothers said in a low voice.

Ning Qing had already become a little nervous and said, "Why are there so many experts here all of a sudden?"

The Murong brothers shrugged and said, "I don't know, most likely some secret treasure they are interested in has appeared, or something is happening nearby."

Speaking of this, the Murong brothers fell into deep thought.

This small town was unremarkable. If it weren't for needing a place to stay for the night, he wouldn't even have heard of this place.

Why would it attract so many people to come here?

It's not because of the handsome me, right?

If all the experts who came here were men, then that would be possible, after all, even Old Devil Duan couldn't match his attractiveness to men.

But there are both men and women here, and the most troublesome kind of men and women.

The meal was almost finished, and the Murong brothers and Ning Qing were going to rest in their inn rooms.

Their rooms were on the second floor, next to each other, facing the poplar tree with leaves that hadn't fallen off.

Thinking that the person he was attracted to lived next door, and without Old Devil Duan treating his illness, the Murong brothers' heart was beating non-stop.

Only such a beautiful girl can heal his sadness.

Beautiful girls are the best!

Whether it was because his mood was no longer filled with endless sorrow, or for some other reason, this time, the Murong brothers, who were cultivating under the bed, did not increase their skills.

Unknowingly, he had developed a habit of cultivating under the bed.

In order to continue to become stronger and protect the beauty, the Murong brothers calmed down and thought of the scene where Old Devil Duan healed the beautiful girl on the bed while he could only support her from under the bed, and his green hair gradually swayed.

Just as he was immersed in the lush green cultivation, a knock on the door sounded.

The Murong brothers stopped cultivating, and his green hair gradually returned to normal.

His first reaction was that Ning Qing was knocking on the door.

Oh my god, it's so late, and she's still coming to find me!

The Murong brothers quickly washed up with superhuman speed, and then came to the door with lightning speed, ready to open it.

To be honest, during this washing up, he was already a little envious of Duan Yun's ability to have electricity in his palms, and with a swipe of his hand, his hair could turn into any shape he wanted.

The door creaked open.

Standing outside was not Ning Qing, but another woman.

Also a beauty, but her hair color was red.

The red-haired woman had a slender figure, wearing thin red clothes in this cold winter. From here, your gaze could even easily pass through her red clothes and see the outline of her figure inside.

The Murong brothers' breathing couldn't help but become a little rapid.

At dinner, he was still telling Ning Qing that the female Red Devils were soul-stirring, and now one had actually come.

Actually, he hadn't said in detail at the time that the Red Flame Fairy, the master of the Red Gate of Shanxi, was even more extraordinarily beautiful, with a tendency to catch up with the former number one beauty in the world, Lin Yuxin. There were even rumors that the Red Flame Fairy was Lin Yuxin's illegitimate daughter, which was why she had such amazing beauty.

"Young Master Murong, Feng Xia of the Red Gate invites you to come down for a gathering."

Her voice was not as seductive as her appearance, and even gave people a sense of purity and innocence.

But it was this sense of contrast that made her even more tempting.

The Murong brothers were already in a dilemma.

Yes, just a moment ago, he was still going to refuse, after all, Ning Qing was still next door, and he had to maintain his pure and loyal image, but at this moment, he was a little tempted.

No way, she's too big!

And too good at it!

The Murong brothers were not good at refusing beauties in the first place.

Unlike Old Devil Duan, as long as he was even slightly annoyed, even the number one beauty in the world would not be spared, but would be whipped and spurred on to do it, to wipe out the entire family.

Just as the Murong brothers were hesitating and struggling, whether to step out the door with his left foot or his right foot, a scream suddenly rang out in the inn.

In the dark of night, the scream was particularly shrill, accompanied by the sound of bones and flesh breaking, as if a monster was devouring someone, sounding particularly terrifying.

The female Red Devil had already shown a look of fear, because she had already heard that this was the scream of one of her senior brothers.

The Murong brothers and the female Red Devil Feng Xia looked downstairs at the same time.

That was where the scream came from.

At this time, a very beautiful face appeared in the two's sight, followed by a mountain of flesh-like body.

The Flesh Bodhisattva who had entered the inn first squeezed out of the door, with a red flower tied on her head and an elegant smile on her face, but her body carried a terrifying sight.

Because the fat on her belly was wriggling, forming a deep wrinkle.

This wrinkle was like a terrifying mouth, chewing on something.

The Murong brothers couldn't help but feel a sense of nausea and fear, because there were several strands of red hair outside the wrinkles.

Without thinking, he knew who was being chewed.

The female Red Devil was already trembling all over.

The Flesh Bodhisattva raised her head and said, "The Qingni Nunnery invites Young Master Murong to come for a chat."

The Murong brothers were secretly shocked.

Could it be that the one attracting them here is really me?

I, Young Master Murong, am indeed well-deserved. After attracting men, I can now even attract women, which can be described as a killer for both men and women.

Duan Yun, you are still not as good as me!

Thinking of this, the Murong brothers couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.

But thinking that Duan Yun was not by his side, and there were so many people around him who were hungry and thirsty for him, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

At this time, the window next to him opened, revealing Ning Qing's face, which was full of tension.

"What are they going to do? You, don't go," Ning Qing said with concern.

The Murong brothers smiled slightly and said, "It would be even more troublesome not to see them. I'm fine, don't worry."

Saying that, he looked at the female Red Devil next to him and said, "Girl, would you like to come with me?"

The female Red Devil was obviously a little scared and nervous, but the Murong brothers said with a confident face, "If you want to leave, no one can hurt you."

Saying that, he held the Azure Moon Saber and walked down the stairs in large strides.

"Thank, thank you."

The female Red Devil knew that the Murong brothers were protecting her by saying this, and couldn't help but feel grateful.

From here, the Murong brothers walking down the stairs in large strides really had a kind of heroic spirit of a chivalrous person.

The female Red Devil Feng Xia had discussed with her senior brother before coming here. She was willing to call the Murong brothers Young Master, and a large part of the reason was because of Old Devil Duan.

They, including the Flesh Bodhisattva downstairs, were so polite to the Green Saber Old Devil Murong brothers, not only because the Murong brothers' Green Saber was indeed evil, but also because he and Old Devil Duan were friends.

In the martial world, the reputation of the people around famous figures will also rise, such as the Flower Butterfly next to the Thief Commander, such as the Quick Saber Guest next to Li Flying Dagger.

And the Murong brothers also had this relationship.

His Green Saber was evil and made people fear, but his record in the martial world was not very prominent. Several major events were all done in "cooperation" with Old Devil Duan, but everyone with discerning eyes knew who was more powerful.

The female Red Devil was willing to dress like this to see him, and respectfully call him "Young Master", mostly because of Old Devil Duan's deterrence.

The Red Gate was not afraid of the increasingly decadent Murong family, nor was it afraid of this Green Saber Old Devil, but it had to be wary of Old Devil Duan.

But at this moment, in the eyes of the female Red Devil, the Murong brothers walking downstairs were also a heroic knight!

Speaking of which, how could someone who could become a close friend with Old Devil Duan, like the Flower Butterfly next to the Thief Commander in the past, be an easy person!

The Murong brothers walked downstairs.

Don't look at his heroic steps, but his heart was a little nervous.

Two Flesh Bodhisattvas, and the Ba Mountain Taoist priest hidden in the dark, if they really fought, the outcome was still unknown.

Even if he and Duan Yun were the same, a one-in-a-million saber genius.