Museum of Demons

Chapter 927

The gates of the museum are closed and there are no visitors.

The wind chimes hanging on the door frame are ringing and thinking, the soft wind and the setting sun, under the sky, people riding bicycles ride down the sloping slope, the girl is lazily lying on the table, her cheek is pressed against the table, like It is a dumpling that is placed on the table softly.

"I still have to write back..."

The girl stared at the scenery outside for a while, then straightened up.

He patted his face lightly with both hands, lifting his spirits.

Well, write back!

No matter how unwilling and how much he wanted to go to the South China Sea, Jue finally had to accept the reality, accepted the mission, and rejected Wei Yuan's invitation.

On the one hand, one needs to guard against exposure of one's identity in Guixu.

On the other hand, it is also to find out what happened in Kunlun and find out the whereabouts of the Queen Mother. She just wanted to use the power of Guixu to find the traces of the Queen Mother and explore the past of Kunlun, so she cared about her identity as a walker in Guixu.

Of course, it would be even better if you can earn some extra money by the way.

Well, this is just an incidental, not important purpose.

The owner of the ruins has a big family, and he doesn't care if he is picking his wool.

Poor Taoist priests are easy to feed, even if they add a little Taoist priest or a little celestial girl.

Jue was worried if he couldn't go to Kunlun Ruins this time.

Whether this task will be handed over to the rest of the members.

And the next time, when it comes to a mission involving the Kunlun Ruins, how long will it be?

Therefore, she must go to this mission.

Just looking at the name on the Guixu Jade Talisman, the girl frowned, and said softly to herself, "Gueixu guarding Paixiu?"

"This, why is it Pixiu's?"

She looked at the [苴犴] mask she had prepared, quite puzzled.

"I'm not like Pixiu..."

She pinched her cheek.

Soft.

I don't quite understand why the Lord of Return to the Ruins gave him the title of Pixiu. Could it be that he swallowed his belongings? However, according to the records of Kunlun Mountain in Ming Dynasty, the Lord of Guixu can be said to be rich all over the world and have a solid family background because he is in charge of the passages of the heavens and myriad worlds. He shouldn't be so stingy.

The girl let go of this thought.

Sitting on the chair that Wei Yuan often sat on, picked up Wei Yuan's pen in the pen container, twirled it on his finger, thought for a while, he definitely couldn't go this time, and couldn't agree to Wei Yuan, but he refused bluntly. , and worried that Ah Yuan's character would think too much.

To refuse, but there must be a reasonable reason.

As for the blame...

The girl looked over at the water ghost who was wearing a deacon uniform, although he was handsome, he was so disgusting.

He looked at the girl over there who was writing and drawing.

Feel guilty.

Turn around and write a letter——

'...The museum always needs someone to look after it, otherwise I feel uneasy if I hand it over to the vodka lady and the water ghost. '

After thinking about it, based on Ah Yuan's familiarity with water ghosts, it should be acceptable.

But just in case, I still have to ask a question to distract his attention.

The girl pondered and wrote:

'In addition, I seem to have found the trace of the Queen Mother. '

'I just don't know why, I still can't seem to find her in time, it seems that I'm always one step short, Yuan, do you have any solution? '

From the perspective of the longevity species.

Jue 'grew up' with Wei Yuan.

He may even have a deeper understanding of his character than him.

Sending the message, the girl got up and looked at the museum painter and the water ghost over there. The water ghost noticed the girl's eyes and smiled heartily: "Madam, do you want something to drink? Happy water, there is normal temperature happy water, iced happy water , and the ultimate cherry happy water!"

The girl smiled gently: "No need..."

She took a slight breath, then looked at the water ghost and the painter, showed a dignified smile, and said: "I may want to cultivate a new kind of flower at the flower shop, but I will come to visit the museum occasionally. When this side is here, this side will be handed over to you."

"Don't, don't do anything..."

The girl warned seriously.

Shui Gui wore a deacon suit cut to fit his body, and smiled elegantly: "Of course."

"Leave it to us, lady boss."

He prepared a glass of happy water and said, "We live here, and the museum is also of great significance to us. When the boss is away, of course we will protect this place, and we will definitely not mess around."

The painter worked hard.

The soldier soul with thick eyebrows and big eyes said in a deep voice: "Bet on the name of Qi's army!"

"I will definitely protect the safety of this place!"

Jue looked at them, even then nodded a little reassuringly, turned and left.

With a refined smile, the water ghost watched the girl walk through the old street and the flower alley, and arrived at the flower shop amidst the tinkling sounds. Then the soldier soul raised his thick eyebrows, and the water ghost held the tray in one hand. , bowed slightly, the movement stopped, the painter stopped his brush, and quietly pricked up his ears.

The museum suddenly became quiet.

"one……"

"two……"

"three!"

"Oh yeah!!!"

The silent museum was suddenly broken by the noise, and the water ghost pulled his hands back suddenly, with a hearty smile on his face: "The boss is not at home today!"

"Cool!"

The painter tied the hair with a hair tie.

The girl with a short stature and delicate face had glowing eyes.

"Heh heh heh...wahahaha!"

"I can paint whatever I want!"

"I'm in the water again!"

The soldier soul with thick eyebrows and big eyes was silent, coughed, and said slowly: "Don't go too far."

"I'm watching you!"

He warned his friends in a slow voice, and then seemed to be helpless to these two friends who were excited but would not have any bad influence on the surroundings, sighed, as if he couldn't bear to look directly at the carnival of these two guys, and finally returned to the own house.

close the door.

The movement suddenly became agile, and rushed to the computer quickly.

open, website.

Computer warning, dangerous website.

× drop.

Keep browsing!

Oh hey, the painter Dashouzi who just happened to disappear for several months uploaded a new work.

Bing Hun with thick eyebrows and big eyes was holding a cup of green tea soaked with goji berries.

I finished appreciating the newly uploaded works of this generous lady.

Oh hoo, it's the classic shallow NTR style.

The soldier soul with thick eyebrows and big eyes crackled and typed a comment: "This theme is really great!"

"Ma'am, you don't want your husband to be affected at work, do you?"

Outside, the water ghost gracefully drank the happy water from a goblet.

Then I saw the news that popped up in the group, raised my eyebrows, opened the website with a sneer, ignored the risk warning, forced my way in, saw the comments that appeared below, drank happy water from a goblet with my mouth, stretched out my hands and typed the comments .

"Dear madam, if anyone threatens you with your husband's job or your child's studies, please tell me, and I will make him never appear in front of you."

"——— Cavalier of Pure Love of the Bull Hunting Legion, knight number 52421"

Then he sneered and picked up the happy water.

I purely love fighters, what haven't I seen?

Across the wall, the soldier soul with thick eyebrows and big eyes was meditating.

After a long silence, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Slowly stretch out your hands.

"52421 Knight..."

"You don't want your group leader to fail to complete the performance this year, do you?"

Water Ghost: "..."

? ? ?

How can it be like this?

On the sofa, a certain painter's wife watched the tauren and the warrior of pure love begin to tear each other apart.

Happy to start eating melons.

The museum owner is not at home!

Even though there are still battles and killings in the distant land, the human world is still at peace.

…………………

ancient times.

Kunlun Ruins.

The terrifying confrontation caused a huge impact in the waters of the four seas, and in the waters that were constantly churning, as if they were about to flood the world, countless streams of water emitting strange lights opened up space and gathered in the void in an instant.

It turned into a tall, stern young man.

With one hand covering his chest, he was panting rapidly, his face twisted and terrified.

Lowering his head, seeing the confrontation below, he knew that at this time, the land of turbid air was still confronting [Houtu] and the man who suddenly appeared and possessed terrifying sword skills. He gritted his teeth and kept persuading him in his heart. Own.

It's not my fault!

That swordsman is too terrifying, he can be called the ten pinnacles of swordsmanship.

It can be called the pinnacle of swordsmanship!

Yes, I'm not running away, I'm just trying to keep my strength!

You can't blame me!

Even if that Gonggong is here, he will definitely choose to run away!

Even if it is him, it must be like this...

He traveled tens of thousands of miles in an instant, crossed the space, and then flew towards the safe area at an even more terrifying speed, but immediately noticed the difference. Seeing the turbulent waves below, he crossed the terrifying distance of hundreds of thousands of miles, or even millions of miles , but not even a single island was seen.

All around quiet.

Yes, it is clear that the waves are so turbulent that they seem to destroy the world.

But it still gives people a strange sense of tranquility.

Only the stars are gentle and the moonlight is flowing.

Starlight? !

The young man's complexion changed suddenly, he raised his head abruptly, seeing nothing, and when he turned his head, he saw nothing, until he looked in the direction he was facing, saw the dark black clothes in front of him, and saw the expression on his face. The silent and plain young emperor with a cold face.

"Emperor?!"

He blurted out: "Impossible!"

"You're already restrained now!"

"Zhuangshi Tianqiong has already made a move, leading the whole army under his command to attack!"

"According to past experience, it is impossible for you to have the energy to make another move!"

Di Jun said flatly: "Containment?"

"What made you feel this way?"

"What makes you feel."

"The seat I see on weekdays is full strength?"

Before the voice fell, the tall gun-wielding man was already surrounded by majestic starlight. He suddenly thought of the previous events, and suddenly thought of the character of Emperor Zhongtian according to the rumors. Blessed to the heart, he roared loudly: "Wait a minute, Dijun, I know Where is your opponent!"

Starlight froze suddenly.

Rays of starlight, slender but sharp, almost pierced through His brows and eyes.

It stopped suddenly, like the sky falling.

Each starlight represents the frighteningly high temperature that melts mountains and rivers and steams rivers.

It is beautiful and shocking, but it also has a terrifying deterrent effect.

The man's Adam's apple rose and fell violently, his body was stiff, but he didn't dare to move.

The Emperor of Heaven said flatly: "My opponent?"

"Yes Yes!"

"It's your opponent..."

The tall water god of the troubled times trembled slightly, and said, "He said, he once discussed the Tao with you!"

"On the realm of Dao, you are one step ahead!"

"As for swordsmanship, you are slightly inferior to him!"

The Emperor of Heaven raised his eyes, wondering if it was an illusion, the turbid water god seemed to see a sea of ​​stars in front of him, and the corners of the Emperor's mouth, who hadn't changed his expression for thousands of years, seemed to twitch slightly, and then it seemed to be his own illusion.

Di Jun said flatly: "Power, what is it?"

"??!"

"I ask you, what are His mythological concepts and powers?"

How, how could this be known? !

The turbid air water god struggled in his heart.

Could it be that he left his teammates and ran for his life without even seeing the opponent's concept of power?

No, that's impossible, otherwise, with the character of the Emperor of Heaven, he would definitely kill himself without hesitation.

His heart froze, and he said, "Swordsmanship!"

"Using swordsmanship to master gods, using swordsmanship to perform Taoism, with a sword in hand, there is no match in the world!"

"Kill Wushuang!"

"It is the strongest fighting Dao fruit!"

The deity with a cold temperament said to himself: "Swordsmanship, killing..."

"Battle fruit."

The god of turbid air and water saw the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven light up. Even the opponent could feel the joy and anticipation of the most terrifying enemy in this troubled world. He was slightly relieved and felt that his life was saved. The probability will choose to find that person to talk about the Tao.

Then I saw the Emperor of Heaven nodding his head, his tone was flat: "Not bad."

"Very good news, worthy of praise and reward."

"This seat can give you an extra chance."

The starlight suddenly disappeared.

The turbid water god looked slightly startled.

He saw a pair of weapons tempered by starlight stuck upside down in the void, exuding terrifying power that shook the void.

"You are injured, I will not take advantage of you, you can choose any weapon, or all of them."

The Emperor of Heaven put his right hand behind his back, closed his eyes, and said flatly:

"This seat does not use authority, only the left hand."

"Within seven moves, if I can't kill you."

With his eyes closed, the Emperor of Heaven carried his right hand behind his back, with the stars in the sky behind him, curled up a strand of black hair on the sideburns, then let it go, and pointed to the front, with a flat voice:

"Forgive you, don't die."

PS: The third update today... 3,800 words~

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