Chapter 2221

In the early morning light, Chen Ziyang, sitting in a wheelchair, is full of reluctant to give up looking at his master.

"Master, it's a long way to Wushan. You must be careful all the way."

Chen daoxuan, the master of Taoism, who was wearing a broad sleeve Taoist robe, wrung his beard and laughed. "Good disciple, I'm not old enough to decay. I'm just going to Wushan to witness the sword maniac's fight with him. You don't have to worry, disciple."

Chen daoxuan took the luggage that the Taoist boy helped to pack up and put on his back an ancient peach wood sword. He told Chen Ziyang a few words, and soon came out of the Taoist temple.

Chen Ziyang, sitting in a wheelchair, looked at his master's departure. His reluctance gradually dissipated. Instead, it was a kind of snake like coldness.

"I don't want to be in the sun this morning. Push me back to my room." Chen Ziyang's eyes closed slightly, facing the Taoist children behind him, coldly said.

However, the voice dropped for a few seconds, and there was no response from behind, let alone the wheelchair under the body, which was pushed by people.

Chen Ziyang was furious: "Yiqing! I'm talking to you

But strangely, even if Chen Ziyang was angry, the children pushing wheelchairs behind him did not respond at all.

It's like a stake, pestle in place.

Chen Ziyang's sword eyebrows wrinkled. What's the matter with his mind? Even though he is now a disabled man, his status as the first disciple of Tianshi Taoism is still there. On weekdays, the disciples of Tianshi Taoism are respectful to themselves.

How can these disciples dare not listen to their own words as soon as their master left?

Chen Ziyang looked sideways, and Yiqing, who had been responsible for taking care of his daily life, still kept pushing the wheelchair.

But the wheelchair didn't move at all.

"Yiqing! Push me back to my room Seeing that Tao Tong was no different, Chen Ziyang was angry from his heart.

But the little boy is still motionless.

"Well? Is it... "

Chen Ziyang was startled and finally realized that something was wrong.

Although Chen Ziyang's divine realm skill was abolished, his hearing in both ears never degenerated. He could be 100% sure that he could not hear a clear breath!

Suddenly!

A hoarse voice, not male or female, came from all directions!

"Don't look. I killed the baby when Chen daoxuan left Longhu Mountain."

Hearing the speech, Chen Ziyang turned his head and swept to all places, shouting: "who! Who dares to come to my Heavenly Master's way? "

At the same time, the rest of Chen Ziyang's eyes swept the children behind him again.

But this time, a red thread like thing appeared on the neck of Xiaodao boy,

"Yiqing..."

Chen Ziyang murmured, but he saw this red thread, which burst out with boiling blood, and the whole head of xiaodaotong rose from the sky!

Dao Tong Yiqing, who was supposed to die, was possessed by a demon. He laughed at Chen Ziyang with a grimace:

"Jie Jie, how about Jie? Do you miss the smell of blood? "

In front of this scene, the horror is enough to frighten ordinary people out of heart disease.

A non-stop bleeding head is flying in mid air, circling Chen Ziyang!

What's more, it's amazing!

On the other side, daotong Yiqing's body fell to the ground with a thump. The dead can't die any more.

Even Chen Ziyang, who was once possessed by demons, was moved by this scene, shaking his heart and soul: "you Are you a man or a ghost? "