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Chapter 168 Wen Que'er fights Zhu Zhiyuan, Tang Monk's soul-stealing harpy

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    As the maid of the Nuwa Empress, Zhu Zhiyuan is best at red silk. She uses red thread and red silk as weapons of attack.

    Zhu Zhiyuan once fought with Tang Seng and his apprentice at Zhujiazhuang on the border of Chechi Kingdom. Zhu Zhiyuan's red silk once put Tang Seng and Sun Wukong into trouble.

    Now, Tang Seng and his disciples have fallen into a sea of ??red silk and rouge in Hongchen Town. Zhu Bajie, Little White Dragon and Sha Seng have all been captured by the harpy. The red silk and rouge gouache have also caused Sun Wukong and Tang Seng a big headache.  Tang Monk simply summoned Zhu Zhiyuan from the small universe of Qiankun Baoji.

    In the small universe of Qiankun Baojie, Zhu Zhiyuan lives in the Red Sleeve Pavilion next to the Cangjiao Courtyard. Every day she spends time with Sister Egg, Ao Duckweed, Bai Rushuang, Gao Cuilan, Zhenzhen and others, teaching everyone needlework and accompanying her sisters.  Practice together.

    When Tang Seng summoned the ring spirit, Zhu Zhiyuan immediately responded to Tang Seng's call and came to Tang Seng's side from the small universe of Qiankun Baoji.

    In Hongchen Town, harpies were flying in the red silk sky. Tang Monk said: "Zhiyuan, this harpy Wenqueer, like you, uses silk as a weapon. Do you have the confidence to defeat her?"

    "With all due respect, Holy Monk, this girl Wenque'er is just trying to fool the class." Zhu Zhiyuan shook her red clothes, her heart-shaped face filled with disdain.

    "Hmph! You have such a loud voice!" Wen Que'er said in a seductive tone, "How many enemies have had their necks broken by my silk, and you are the next one!"

    Wen Queer activated the spell, and red silk hung down from all directions, like a rattlesnake, attacking towards the red paper kite. A large smell of rouge and gouache hit her face.

    As dexterous as a feather, the red silk kite ducked sideways to avoid the attack of the red silk. Dozens of red silks attacked the red silk kite from up, down, left, right, east, west, north, and south. Wen Queer was surprised to find that the red silk kite was as agile as a ghost in the red silk. The red silk kite was as agile as a ghost.  The silk could not touch Zhu Zhiyuan's body at all.

    Zhu Zhiyuan shuttled back and forth in the red silk. She sneered: "Rouge and gouache are poisonous and can paralyze men. Unfortunately, I am a woman, and the smell of your rouge and gouache has no effect on me!"

    Several harpies flapped their wings and swung their guns at Zhu Zhiyuan's side. Zhu Zhiyuan shook his sleeves, and several pieces of red silk quickly wrapped around the harpies' weapons. Before the harpies could react, the weapons  Having been snatched away by the red silk, they were also entangled in the red silk, screaming and falling from the air into the sea of ??red silk on the ground.

    Wen Queer was shocked, "Where did you learn the red silk technique?"

    Zhu Zhiyuan said calmly: "Leizu reeled silk, and there were countless silkworm women and weaver girls in the three realms; Cangjie made calligraphy, and scholars and scholars from all over the world abounded. Why is it so surprising that the red silk technique has been passed down to this day?"

    Wen Queer had to re-examine the girl in red, "Your red silk skills are as good as mine!"

    Zhu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "To be honest, you may not be happy to hear it. Just playing with a few rags is not a red silk technique!"

    Wen Queer said angrily: "What a arrogant little girl, I will use the red silk technique to compete with you today! I will use other spells, so I lose!"

    "Then you will lose!"

    Wen Queer twisted a formula, and a line of red silk fell from the sky like a curtain, and for a while the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

    Zhu Zhiyuan struck out two streaks of red silk, directly tearing the red silk of the sky to pieces, and the harpies in the sky became a mess.

    The sky above Hongchen Town has completely become a sea of ??war of red silk.

    The red silk breaks through the clouds, hangs down from the sky, tears the earth, emerges from the ground, emerges from houses, willows, and pottery.

    The red silk of Zhuzhiyuan and the red silk of Wenqueer were fighting together, and the red silks were tearing at each other like pythons. Tang Monk and the harpies couldn't tell the difference between the enemy and the harpies. The harpies had no choice but to gather in groups,  Hovering in the air.

    Soon, some of the red silk was torn off. The broken red silk, mixed with the smell of rouge and gouache, fell from the sky and flew all over the sky.

    Wen Queer was very depressed because all the torn red silk belonged to her.

    Wen Queer was so angry that she had nowhere to put her hands, "Witch, whose disciple are you? Why is your red silk so powerful?"

    Tang Monk on the side said calmly: "Zhu Zhiyuan is Nuwa's maid and Yang Chan's good sister. Her spells were taught by Nuwa."

    Wen Queer looked disdainful, "Bragging! If she is Nuwa's maid, I will be the wet nurse of ancestor Hongjun!"

    Tang Monk looked at Wen Queer's plump figure and said, "I believe you must have the talent to be a wet nurse!"

    Zhu Zhiyuan laughed out loud, and Wen Que'er realized that Tang Monk had eaten him. Wen Que'er blushed with embarrassment, "Tang Monk??You are shameless!  "

    Wen Queer activated the harpy sword, and the harpy pattern on the scabbard let out an eagle's roar, and its two eyes glowed with blood.

    A lightning seed pierced the sky above Hongchen Town. The lightning was like a pale bone, tearing the sky apart and spreading to attack Tang Seng and Zhu Zhiyuan.

    Zhu Zhiyuan was so frightened that her face turned pale. Although her red silk crushed Wen Queer, Zhu Zhiyuan was caught off guard when faced with the attack of the lightning storm.

    Fortunately, Tang Monk unfolded his brocade cassock to protect the red kite. After the lightning struck the brocade cassock, it extended along the mother-of-pearl, tiger's eye, amber, emerald, blue diamond and other decorations on the brocade cassock, pretending to be a burst of sparks.  Finally fell into silence.

    After the lightning disappeared, Zhu Zhiyuan glared at Wen Queer, "You said you would use red silk to fight, why did you suddenly use your sword to summon lightning to attack?"

    Wen Queer made a face and said, "I have already lost. Of course I can do whatever I want."

    Tang Monk teased: "This nanny of Patriarch Hongjun is not a person who keeps her word."

    Zhu Zhiyuan sneered, "You are unkind and I am unjust, and I will not be polite to you!"

    Dozens of kites flew into the sky, with Zhu Zhiyuan holding the string in her hand.

    Many kite patterns are of birds, similar to swallows, sparrows, geese, phoenixes, etc. There are also shadows of butterflies and mice.

    These kites appear small, weak and vulnerable in front of the hordes of harpies.

    Wen Queer couldn't help but laugh, "Nuwa's little maid, didn't Nuwa Empress teach you to bring out something decent when fighting with others? You actually fly a kite? A real harpy will be afraid  Your paper kite?¡±

    Zhu Zhiyuan said seriously: "If you want to laugh, just laugh! I hope you can still laugh after a while."

    Wen Queer waved her hand, and hundreds of harpies gathered behind her.

    ¡°Sisters, smash these cute kites for me!¡±

    The harpies' sharp swords and spears pierced the kites without mercy, and some harpies directly cut off the kite strings with their mouths.

    Many kites rotted and fell, and some kites with broken strings floated into the distance.

    "Haha! Nuwa's fake maid, what other tricks do you have?"

    Zhu Zhiyuan activated the spell, and the harpies that destroyed the kite screamed and turned into white smoke and disappeared.

    The kite strings were tied, all the destroyed kites were restored, and these kites were again in Zhu Zhiyuan's hands.

    On the kites weeping with blood are the faces of Wen Queer's subordinates!  Wen Queer was taken aback, and now, the smile on her lips was replaced by fear.

    "Laugh! Just laugh!"

    Zhu Zhiyuan controlled the kite string, and dozens of eerie kites surrounded Wen Queer.

    Every familiar face on the kite told Wen Queer that the kite in front of her was an out-and-out trap. She was at a loss and confused.

    Tang Monk turned into white light and flew behind Wen Que'er, but Wen Que'er didn't notice it at all.

    Tang Seng knew that he was about to have an army of harpies.

    Soul Seizing!

    Wen Queer's eyebrows were struck by a white light. She and all the harpy souls in the kite, as well as the remaining harpies in the air, all flew into the small universe of the Qiankun Treasure Ring amid a burst of shrill screams.

    "Ding! The host, Soul Seizing Wenque'er, will reward you with the power of the eagle body! Agility +13!"

    "Ding! The host, the soul-stealing harpy, will be rewarded with 15,000 cultivation points! The host's current cultivation level is Taiyi Golden Immortal Three Stars!"

    "The Ring Spirit will provide cultivation points for the host every moment, and the host's cultivation is constantly improving!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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