"No, he is not Zhang Yumo, Zhang Yumo is nearly thirty years old, and his face will never be so immature!" After looking at it, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Sheng demon, and he immediately denied it.

"Zhang Yumo, do you know my eldest brother?" The ragged man was Zhang Ziyu, and when he heard the words of the Sheng Demon, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help asking.

"Big brother, you are Zhang Yumo's younger brother, why have you never heard him mention you?" There was a hint of strangeness on the faces of the two, obviously not expecting this result.

"If you don't know each other, how can the eldest brother casually mention his family in front of others?" Zhang Ziyu replied without surprise, with a trace of pain on his face.

As a disciple of the Demon Sect, they naturally have to face everything that is coming all the time, and what they are most afraid of is that their family members will suffer calamity because of themselves, so few Demon Sect demons will confide in their life experience, and even in front of people they know very well, they will not speak casually, after all, no one wants their family to fall into the persecution and conspiracy of their opponents all day long......

Xiao Lian nodded as if he didn't understand, he was alone, there were no parents and sisters, he was adopted by a poor family when he was born, and the couple who adopted him due to various changes had died when he was very young, and he was alone in the demon gate, and he felt quite weak about family affection.

The Sheng Demon lowered his eyes slightly, the light in his eyes flashed, he agreed with Zhang Ziyu's words, after all, he also has a younger brother, and he is not much different in age from Zhang Ziyu, and he knows a lot about the throbbing in his heart.

"Let's not talk about that, why are you here?" Xiao Lian asked after coming back to his senses.

"That's right, there is a Yin Spirit Vein in the back mountain of this town, our purpose is to come here to collect the Yin Spirit produced by the Yin Spirit Vein, but we never wanted to be discovered by the righteous path disciples, they are not very old but their cultivation is quite profound, the two leaders are dead and one captured, I took the remaining disciples of the sect to scatter before barely escaping, and this is how I was seriously injured, I hope the two adults can help us kill those righteous path disciples in one fell swoop!" Zhang Ziyu said the reason, and suddenly knelt down and pleaded.

"Righteous path disciple?" Xiao Lian frowned, turned his head to look at the Sheng Demon, waiting for his answer, if it was ordinary, he would definitely take the lead in giving the order, but at this time, he was implicated in the Sheng Demon, so it was better for him to give the order.

"Confiding these important things so easily, as a disciple of the Soul Refining Sect, you will never be without this bit of cleverness, tell me your true purpose!" However, after thinking about it, the Sheng Demon stared at Zhang Ziyu with a cold look in his eyes, and a touch of purple intent floated in his palm, and the killing intent quietly diffused.

Slightly startled, Zhang Ziyu's complexion changed suddenly, he spoke so smoothly that he didn't even realize that something was wrong, but he was told by the person in front of him, who has such insight? It's terrifying!

"Do you want me to ask it?" Seeing that Zhang Ziyu was shocked and silent, Xiao Lian snorted coldly, and his face was ugly.

"No, that's not what I meant, it's just... Before I talk about this, I need to know the identities of the two adults!" Zhang Ziyu suddenly shook his head and said hesitantly.

"You don't have to know who we are, it's enough to have this. The Sheng Demon was slightly stunned, and Xiao Lian Kill looked at each other and chuckled, and took out a Xuantie token from his arms, which was a venerable order given by the original Soul Refining Sect Master, with this token, he could be in charge at will when he entered the Soul Refining Sect branch, and the Sheng Demon didn't know much about the power brought by this token, but he knew that the soul refining disciples valued this venerable order.

Sure enough, seeing this Xuantie token, Zhang Ziyu was shocked and hurriedly lowered his head and hugged his fist.

"It turned out to be two adults within the Soul Refining Sect, and the subordinate Zhang Ziyu was disrespectful and disrespectful, and I hope the two adults will forgive me. ”

"Okay, let's talk about it, what is it that makes you hide it so much?" Putting the token in his arms, the Sheng Demon was a little surprised, Zhang Yumo was quite disdainful when he saw this token, he once thought that this token was of little use, but occasionally there were soul refining disciples who looked at this token with fear, and he couldn't imagine that Zhang Ziyu would believe in his identity so easily.

"This ...... I'm not afraid that the two adults will laugh at the little lie, a woman came at noon today, it's the eldest lady!"

"What? Miss Xin'er is here! Why didn't you tell me about this earlier? Where is she now?" both of them asked in shock, their faces full of solemnity!

After a search in Qingshui Town, there was no trace of the girl, and the two of them were even guessing that the girl was not in the town in the first place, but they didn't expect to hear the news, how could they not be surprised? How could they be indifferent?

"It's not clear now, because we were chased and killed by the righteous path disciples, we escaped separately, and the eldest lady may have other disciples in the sect to take care of it along the way, but at the beginning of the battle, she didn't care about anything else, and now the eldest lady has ...... Missing!" Zhang Ziyu said with a heavy face.

"Missing, if the eldest lady is hurt in the slightest, I will sacrifice your blood!" Xiao Lian's killing intent burst out, and his cultivation was unrestrained, and the courtyard was like a strong wind, blowing the wild grass rooted in the cracks of the stones, and the power was amazing.

"If the eldest lady's daughter's body is damaged in the slightest, I, Zhang Ziyu, will have no regrets in sacrificing blood to the sky!" Zhang Ziyu swore a poisonous oath without hesitation, and his eyes were extremely firm.

Looking at the poisonous oath that Zhang Ziyu made without hesitation, the Sheng Demon raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised, not because he felt that Zhang Ziyu made an oath humbly, on the contrary, it was precisely because of his extremely firm oath that he was extremely surprised, and he suddenly asked after a moment of silence.

"Have you ever known Miss Xin'er?"

"No, I just took a few more glances in the crowd......" Zhang Ziyu shook his head slightly, as if remembering the past, and a smile appeared on his stained face.

Xiao Lian was slightly stunned when he heard this, then looked at Zhang Ziyu dumbfounded, and slowly turned his head to look at the Sheng Demon in disbelief, but saw the Sheng Demon looking back, and nodded lightly.

"The eldest lady of the Demon Sect, just hearing her name and just looking at it for a few times makes people unable to extricate themselves, what kind of power does she have that makes people swear to die?"

……

In the foggy valley, the light mist brushes across the cheeks like a curtain, bringing a hint of coolness, making the hair a little more wet.

The disciple surnamed Wang sat on the rock, looking up at the magnificent Buddhist formation in the distance, his face contemplative and silent.

"You've been sitting for so long and haven't seen enough? Lao Jiu sighed, looked at the disciple surnamed Wang and shook his head, for some reason, his voice became vicissitudes.

Supporting his body and standing up, Lao Jiu's body shook for a while, slowly lifted his sleeves, and looked at his palm, the palm that was originally shiny and full of flesh and bone was a wrinkle at this time, like the old man's palm was full of cracked wrinkles, his blazing eyes also became a little dim, the wrinkled palm gently slid across his cheeks, a feeling that he had never felt passed into his fingertips, it was the old wrinkles of the skin, his face at this time was also wrinkled like an old man, in a short period of time, it seemed to have experienced decades, exhausted his vitality, and made his body stiff, at this time, he really looked like an old man trembling。

"Could it be that this is the old man with a heart?" Lao Jiu touched his head helplessly, his palm paused again, and then slowly put it in front of him, his originally dim eyes suddenly shrank, and a touch of heaviness came from his body, making him feel out of thin air that he shouldn't have appeared...... Lethargy!

On the palm of his hand, a few strands of hair lay quietly, but at this time, the hair was full of age, not at all like the previous black hair, and just a slight scratch, it fell into the palm of the hand, which was really unbearable.

"You're really old. The disciple surnamed Wang got up and looked at Lao Jiu, shaking his head and sighing softly.

Swallowing three Blood Spirit Pills in a row caused unimaginable damage to him, this damage hurt his foundation, and the damage to his foundation would reduce his qualifications, and even worse, he would become like a mortal, and he would never make an inch in his life!

At the same time, this kind of power has also burned out his qi and blood! In life, he relies on a breath of qi and a handful of blood! A mortal once said: A human blood is not more than a bucket, and taking one scoop will make people exhausted, and taking two scoops will greatly damage his vitality! Taking three scoops will consume ten years of life! It is not even known whether he will be able to survive.

Although the body of an immortal is strong, no matter how abundant his qi and blood are, he can't withstand such drastic attrition, he has run out of oil, and his body of qi and blood is almost burned out! The destroyed meridians are slowly withering due to the lack of support of qi and blood, just like he is now, his hair and skin are dull and wrinkled, which is a sign that his qi and blood have been exhausted, and it is also the last embodiment of the old man's soul when he returns to the Yellow Spring.

Not only that, since the moment he devoured the Blood Spirit Pill, his Shou Yuan had been burning, burning with the flowing qi and blood, and he burned all the spiritual power, Shou Yuan, and everything he could control, in exchange for the instant splendor in a stick of incense! It's like a plain wildflower, even if it fights for the rest of its life, it will bloom its extreme beauty at this time, even if it is only for a moment, as long as it overpowers other flowers, then, he is the most eye-catching flower, even if it will wither, but it is willing, after all, compared to the next bland, he is more willing to win his own fleeting piece of the sky!

The wild flower, just like the old nine at that time, the moment he burned everything in exchange for the fragrance has faded all its brilliance, leaving only a piece of residual flowers and willows, which is sad.

"Am I also a hero?" Lao Jiu twisted the gray hair in his palm, stared at the wrinkled hair, and blew it gently, the gray hair flew, but he coughed violently, and even the sound of the candle in the wind became a little difficult.

His flesh and blood were withering, and without the support of qi and blood, it would soon stiffen.

His bones were losing their hardness, without the support of qi and blood, and they were about to turn into ashes.

His black hair was losing its luster, and without the support of qi and blood, it would soon wither and fall off.

His eyes are no longer moist, and if he loses his qi and blood, he will lose his original luster......