After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

Chapter 185

"stop--"

Lin Mao shouted.

And before he realized it, the infusion of zhenqi gathered in his palm had already been quietly sent to the wrist of Elder Holding Fragrance.

What kind of martial arts is Elder Chixiang, Lin Mao's attack is like a breeze blowing against his face, it can't hurt him at all.

But even so, the monk who looked like a boy was still slightly taken aback, looked back at Lin Mao, and smiled wryly.

Lin Mao didn't know what he looked like now, and it was different from before——

Since Konghua can feel the crisis of life and death when he loses his sanity, and as Konghua who lives and depends on Konghua, he has unconsciously and spontaneously induced it.

Konghua has the ability to bewitch people and seduce others, but when it falls on Lin Mao, it shows that he has become more beautiful...

That kind of beauty has even surpassed the comprehension of ordinary people.

It would be wrong to say that his face is more beautiful and moving than before, his facial features are exactly the same as before, but his aura has changed.

Softer, more delicate, more pitiful...

His facial features, his skin, his every move, every frown and smile, and even the fragrance emanating from his body will only make people want to crawl under his feet and obey his demands everywhere.

Didn't you see that those sinners who had been beaten to the brink of death in the fight with Elder Chixiang before, staggered up with the last trace of their true energy under Lin Mao's yell and got up again? Attack towards Elder Holding Fragrance.

Elder Chixiang turned his body slightly to avoid the palms of those people, then lifted the vajra stick, and hit the leg bones of those people with a hula.Only a few muffled sounds were heard, and the leg bones of those people under the vajra staff all broke at once, but even in such pain, those people still persevered, their eyes were lax and they clapped hands endlessly at Elder Chixiang attack.Seeing that Elder Chixiang was about to be forced to leave Jiaruo, he couldn't help standing still and frowning.

"Wake up—"

A roar suddenly burst from the throat of the elder holding incense, probably using some kind of Buddhist technique.The bewitched people finally rolled their eyes and fell straight to the ground.

"Well……"

At the same time, Lin Mao groaned, his body trembled slightly, he staggered back a few steps, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were suddenly awakened, as if waking up from a dream.

It turned out that even he himself hadn't noticed that he had used Konghua's charm earlier, but it was precisely because of this ignorance and innocence that people became more and more addicted to his beauty.

Thanks to the Elder Chixiang who practiced the Treasure Phase Resurrection Kungfu, he is now in the form of a child and has not been completely bewitched by Konghua.

But even so, Elder Zhixiang couldn't help hesitating under Lin Mao's mournful gaze.

"I'm sorry, Lin benefactor."

The Elder Holding Fragrance sighed sadly, distracted himself and pushed Lin Mao from a distance.

Lin Mao was slender, and when he was blown by Elder Chixiang's palm, he was pushed several feet off the ground like a leaf blowing in the wind.

The Elder Holding the Fragrance didn't intend to hurt Lin Mao, so Lin Mao was pushed to the ground after moving away from him, and fell beside his apprentice Chang Xiaoqing.

Although it was only a short distance away, at least the Elder Chi Xiang could avoid Lin Mao's eyes when he wanted to kill Jia Ruo.

Lin Mao fell to the ground, and when he heard Elder Chixiang's "sorry", his heart sank straight into the depths of his chest, a bone-piercing chill suddenly rose, and he had a premonition that he would be willing to show him flowers after a while. The eccentric monk will never be seen again.

"Do not--"

He wanted to get up again to stop Elder Chixiang, but his body was inexplicably heavy, and he didn't know which acupoints were sealed by Elder Chixiang's palm, so he couldn't get up for a long time.

Just when Lin Mao's face was pale and his heart was twisted like a knife, Chang Xiaoqing's hoarse voice came from his ear.

"Master."

Lin Mao turned his head and looked at Chang Xiaoqing.

Chang Xiaoqing met Lin Mao's gaze, his expression remained unchanged, and he continued to speak, "Help me pull out the lily needle, and I will help you save that rotten leaf."

When Chang Xiaoqing was talking, Lin Mao had already noticed the row of golden needles on Chang Xiaoqing's back.

Lin Mao still remembered that it was Jia Ruo and Xing Xinglin who joined forces to attack Chang Xiaoqing in order to nail the row of golden needles on it, and finally managed to restrain the opponent with tricks.And at this moment, I don't know what technique Chang Xiaoqing used. The row of golden needles that he had worked so hard for has been pushed out by him for more than an inch, leaving only half buried in the body, and the remaining small half of the golden needles are exposed. Chang Xiaoqing's flesh looked trembling, so dangerous.

Lin Mao's pupils narrowed in an instant, and he knew that if he helped Chang Xiaoqing pull out the golden needle, it would be impossible to restrain him again like before——

However, so what.

In fact, it was only a short moment of effort.

When Chang Xiaoqing opened his mouth, Elder Holding Fragrance had just picked up the vajra stick.

And when Lin Mao stretched out his hand to grab the golden needle and pulled it out of Chang Xiaoqing's body, the vajra stick was just falling towards Jia Ruo's head.

"laugh--"

"laugh--"

"laugh--"

……

Lin Mao only pulled out one golden needle, and saw dozens of remaining golden needles squeaked a few times, as if an invisible force pushed them out of Chang Xiaoqing's acupuncture points together.

And before those golden needles fell to the ground, Chang Xiaoqing jumped up and swept towards Elder Holding Fragrance.

"My master told you to stop!"

An arrogant and cold growl came out.

Infuriating, smoke and dust everywhere.

Seeing Chang Xiaoqing coming galloping like an arrow.

Elder Zhixiang didn't care about it, but still focused on Jiaruo.

But at this moment, the head under the vajra staff suddenly opened its eyes.

One black and one blue pupils of different colors were bright and clear, and their eyes were cold to the bone, piercing directly at Elder Chixiang.

"die--"

Elder Holding Fragrance's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but let out a low drink.

I saw a layer of dark green air rising from the cheekbones of Elder Zhixiang, and several veins burst out suddenly on his arm, but the vajra staff in his hand seemed to have pierced into the hardest rock wall, and there was no way to do it anyway. Then stab down a centimeter.

A drop of blood trickled down from the snow-white vajra stick, and finally pooled at the tip of the vajra stick.

And under the drop of blood was Jia Ruo's forehead.

There is only a drop of blood between the tip of the vajra stick and the white skin between Jia Ruo's forehead.

But the distance between this drop of blood is so close.

It's too late, it's too soon.

From when Lin Mao pulled out the needle to when the vajra stick rested on Jia Ruo's forehead, it took only a short while.

But in this extremely short period of time, the future direction of this world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Chang Xiaoqing's voice arrived, and people also arrived.

He didn't care about Elder Chixiang's actions at this time, and pointed at the middle of the vest of the child-like monk carelessly. If this point is true, I am afraid that the next few days of Elder Chixiang's life will be lost. To spend in half body paralysis.

But Elder Holding Fragrance naturally wouldn't let Chang Xiaoqing succeed so easily.

He didn't even turn his head, turned upside down the vajra stick in his hand, and swung it back vigorously——

"Zheng-"

The zhenqi shot out by Chang Xiaoqing's fingertips actually popped out the entire vajra staff made of refined iron with a clang.

Elder Chixiang snorted softly, his body sank slightly, and he almost failed to hold the vajra stick in his hand that was constantly vibrating gently.

And Chang Xiaoqing's movements were extremely swift, seeing that one blow failed, another blow was directed at Elder Holding Fragrance.

Now even if Elder Holding Fragrance was unwilling, he had to let go of the vajra stick in his hand, and swung his body obliquely backwards. Deep marks appeared one after another on the ground where he stayed before.

[It's so scary and infuriating! 】

Elder Holding Fragrance's face became more and more gloomy.

Chang Xiaoqing can only be regarded as unarmed at this time, but the genuine energy emitted from his fingertips is extremely rare and sharp, rather than genuine energy, it is more like... more like some kind of sword energy.

Using fingers as swords...

In front of Chang Xiaoqing's martial arts and body skills, Elder Chi Xiang couldn't help frowning slightly, and a figure of a person appeared in his mind in a trance.

And when Elder Chixiang saw Chang Xiaoqing's current face, he was even more shocked, and even made a mistake in his response, and asked Chang Xiaoqing to point at the wrist paper.

"Crack-"

There was a crisp bone cracking sound from the wrist, followed by a sharp pain.

Elder Chi Xiang looked down at his limp right wrist, but his mind was not on himself at all.

"It's you?"

He stared at Chang Xiaoqing, and said suspiciously.

Chang Xiaoqing raised her eyebrows slightly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Why, now you know it's time to listen to my master?"

This response seems to have no intention of reminiscing with Elder Chixiang at all——

Elder Kejixiang's expression became more complicated and tangled.

Knowing that this man with deep features and cold eyes has high martial arts skills, he must not be distracted because he needs to be calm and calm to deal with it, but Elder Chixiang will still involuntarily observe the other person's face and figure.

It's him?Or is it not him?

If you just look at the facial features, you are actually somewhat too young.

Even when I first met him, that person was older than the person in front of me.

But what if it's not that person?

Why is the appearance of the person in front of him exactly the same as the person in memory, without any difference?