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Jun Wenxin listened to Baguio's name, not only did not relax his vigilance, but held Taiyi tighter.

He stared.

This is a middle-aged scribe, thin eyebrows and square face, eyebrows look elegant, but the eyes are blazing, the forehead is full, but in this elegance has its own momentum of not angry and mighty, wearing a Confucian robe, pinned to the waist of a light purple jade pendant, exquisitely clear, faintly auspicious, at a glance you know that it is not ordinary.

Jun Wenxin was slightly amazed in his heart, and he was greatly distressed by the bearing of this middle-aged scribe, although he was not very handsome when he looked at this person, but this temperament from the inside was really rare, and he was worthy of being a high-level figure in the Demon Sect.

"Dad, that's what I told you, Jun Wenxin!" Baguio felt Jun Wenxin's nervousness, and seeing that his father's momentum was not contained, he quickly pulled his sleeve and said.

"Oh?"

When the middle-aged scribe heard this, his momentum was retracted, but his eyes couldn't help but sweep the cuffs of the sweeping king's heart.

That jade flute, isn't...

Jun Wenxin only felt relieved, and even his body seemed to be bright again, and there was a faint sound of birdsong.

"Dad, why are you here?" Baguio looked at his father curiously.

The middle-aged scribe touched Baguio's head and said gently: "Yao'er, you haven't returned overnight, and my father is naturally worried about you." ”

Jun Wenxin frowned, only to feel that in front of Baguio's father, the pressure was like a substance, and he moved his feet slightly and slowly retreated.

"Little brother, don't worry, I have no ill intentions. The middle-aged scribe noticed Jun's movement, waved his hand, and smiled slightly.

"Oh, you and I are hostile, how can you not have ill will towards me?" Jun Wenxin did not relax when he heard this, but said lightly.

The middle-aged scribe saw that he was still calm and calm at this moment, especially when he had not regained his momentum before, although the young man in front of him was nervous, he did not subconsciously tense his body because of nervousness, but had been in a state of slightly relaxed in order to quickly respond to all crises, so far, he was amazed, and then he was so young that he was profound, much better than those so-called elite disciples in his Ghost King Sect...

He couldn't help but have a look of appreciation in his eyes.

"You are kind to my father and daughter, and I will naturally not take revenge. I saw him shake his hand and say.

Jun Wenxin was a little puzzled, but the man didn't say much, but said with a smile: "I haven't introduced myself yet, my surname is Wan, and I am the father of Baguio." ”

Baguio hasn't spoken since she started talking to Jun Wenxin, just quietly watching them in the middle of the scene, stunned, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she doesn't know what she is thinking...

"Ten thousand people!"

Jun Wenxin read it again in his heart, this name reads ordinary, but it makes people feel like a golden iron horse, he can't help but look at him, these ten thousand people are gentle on their faces, but the power between the eyebrows seems to be innate, it is extremely heavy, with this name, there is a faint meaning of the king.

Jun Wenxin suddenly remembered that Baguio had said "take you back to the Ghost King Sect", frowned, and said tentatively: "You... But the current sect master of the Demon Sect Ghost King Sect... Your Excellency the Ghost King?"

"Huh!"

At the same time, he put away the Taiyi Divine Sword in his hand and inserted it back into the scabbard, since the other party has no malicious intentions, he doesn't have to be on guard in vain, not to mention being looked down upon, with the other party's cultivation, it is really simple to clean him up, it is better to be generous.

The look of surprise flashed on the faces of the ten thousand people, and when he saw Jun's actions, he was even more appreciative in his heart, it was the first time he had seen such a celestial pride, and his qualifications and temperament were extremely high.

I saw him nod slowly: "Yes, I am the contemporary ghost king!"

As soon as these words came out, Jun Wenxin felt a momentum from him.

"I don't know what advice the Ghost King Sect Master has for you?" Jun Wenxin still said with an unchanged face, as if he had never felt the momentum of the superior in him.

The Ghost King waved his sleeves and said, "Weren't you curious about Zhang Xiaofan's magic weapon just now? ”

Jun Wenxin was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect that this Ghost King Sect Master really wanted to discuss the matter of burning the fire stick with him, he couldn't cry and laugh in his heart, shouldn't the righteous demons draw their swords when they meet, why is the atmosphere here becoming more and more peaceful?

"He has his own blood in it. Ten thousand people said lightly.

"Blood refining thing!" Jun Wenxin's eyes widened slightly, and his expression became solemn.

"Yes, and that magic weapon is two things in one, and the beads on that stick were originally sacred relics of this religion. The Ghost King still didn't think the shock of Jun Qianxin was enough, and continued to say gently.

"It's... What?" Jun Wenxin's face sank.

As if he hadn't noticed the change in Jun's heart, Wan Xiang continued to laugh and said, "That bead is a relic of the Black-hearted Old Man of the Holy Sect Patriarch eight hundred years ago, and its name is 'Blood Devouring Bead'!"

Jun Wen's heart was shocked, it was unbelievable, Zhang Xiaofan's magic weapon actually had a Demon Sect holy relic on it!

Wan Xiang looked at him in shock, paused for a moment, but said lightly: "Little Brother Jun, you know the origin of this bead, but I don't know if you are still willing to know the origin of the black short rod under the bead?"

Jun Wenxin's brows furrowed, unable to speak, just staring straight at the ten thousand people.

"The black short rod is extremely evil, black and moist and restrained, if a person is close, less than three feet, the whole body qi and blood will be persecuted by this evil qi, poured into the heart and died. ”

Jun Wen's heart moved, and he asked, "Isn't it dangerous for Xiao Fan to encounter that black short stick?"

Wan Xiang sighed softly, looked at him and said, "Yes, that's it." ”

He seemed to frown slightly as he spoke, and sighed lowly: "It's really strange that he doesn't die." ”

Jun didn't hear his words clearly, and asked, "What?"

Wan Xiang smiled slightly, but did not answer him, only said: "That black short stick, originally a naturally fierce thing, called 'Soul Dementor', but not a demon cult thing, has never been born for thousands of years, only some records in the ancient scroll alone, Zhang Xiaofan is deeply blessed, and he can actually get these two treasures in the world." ”

"Dementors!" Jun said in a low voice.

After a while, his face actually regained his calmness, and he said lightly: "There is a record in the ancient book 'Ten Strange Treasures': There is strange iron in the sky, falling in the nine shadows, the ghost fire burns the yin spirit to refine it, the thousand years are red, the thousand years are formed, the thousand years of gathering the ghosts are powerful, and the thousands of years are the ability of the soul, in fact, such a fierce thing is not something that the living can grasp, but I didn't expect Xiao Fan he..."

"Smack!"

Ten thousand people clapped their hands and smiled: "I never thought that Little Brother Jun also has such knowledge." ”

Jun Wenxin didn't say anything, but his expression was complicated: "I didn't expect that Xiao Fan, as a subordinate of Qingyun Sect, would use such an evil thing?"

Ten thousand people said lightly: "Evil thing, what do you think is an evil thing?"

Jun asked in a daze, "I don't know how many living beings have been harmed by that bloodthirsty bead and dementor, aren't they still evil things?"

Ten thousand people sneered: "If you kill a lot of people, is it an evil thing?"

Jun Wenxin frowned and said, "Isn't it?"

There was a sarcasm on the faces of the ten thousand people, and the threatening aura between the eyebrows gradually revealed, and the whole person looked as if they had changed into another person, but Jun Wenxin's heart was chaotic, but he didn't notice it.