"Bang!"

Again, Shi Mian was thrown high, and then fell to the ground, swollen and bruised, and in some places even pus, and the prototype was almost invisible. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Ting Jushi clenched his fists and rushed forward excitedly, but when he wanted to continue, he suddenly stopped.

That guy who smells all over his body, is no longer human, and doesn't even know if he is still alive, is really disappointing.

He immediately pursed his lips, withdrew his fist, and motioned to the Qingfeng Pavilion monk who was resting on the side: "That's it, there's nothing fun to do, throw it away." ”

The Qingfeng Pavilion monk nodded, and said with some regret: "It's only been less than half a month to become like this, it's really useless, and now the white rats are weaker than the other......"

As he spoke, his face showed a bit of sharp resentment: "Dare to sweep the eldest brother's interest, why don't you kill him directly?" ”

The Fangting monk glanced at it, and said, "You're already dying, right?" Don't waste time, just tell the monster to throw it away. ”

He looked at the posture of the barracks, scratched his head in annoyance, and scolded: "Damn, someone from above wants to come down to check, I don't know what's going on these days, it's really troublesome......"

As he spoke, he landed on Shi Mian again, then turned around and left, and the Qingfeng Pavilion monk followed, leaving Shi Mian lying motionless on the martial arts arena.

There was a demon beast next to her who heard the order to deal with her, but it was extremely spiritual, disgusted, and refused to approach for a long time.

I could only hear the voices of the Qingfeng Pavilion monks getting farther and farther away.

"Big brother is not angry, the people above are always not easy to offend. I heard that the one who came to inspect this time is bigger than the battalion commander, and it is from Wangcheng, so let's be careful......"

“……”

Eventually, that little bit of sound was gone.

The breeze that rolled in from nowhere, accompanied by a faint smell of blood, blew over the martial arts arena, and did not stop for a moment for the figure that fell to the ground.

It was like she was really dead.

It is also said that the two Fangting monks, although they don't know the specific cultivation, but when they talked about the foundation building period, they were all disdainful, and they thought that the cultivation would definitely be above that. They deliberately kept the new toys for a while, but naturally they didn't use the slightest bit of demonic energy, and they just vented their physical strength.

It's just that even if it's pure physical strength, it's not something that Shi Mian can resist during the Qi refining period.

Coupled with the demonic qi that invades all the time, as well as the physical body that has the hardness and strength of the void, but the inner meridians are chaotic and necrotic, it is not easy to persist until now.

The punishment given by Xiao Qing Lingzong was to stay here for eighty years, and Shi Mian had only been half a month, and he was already about to die.

It's a demon abyss.

After some mental struggle, the demon beast that was sent to throw the corpse still reluctantly walked over, so disgusted that he used his tail to circle the inhuman-shaped thing, and walked slowly to the outside of the barracks.

Originally, because someone from above came to inspect today, it should have thrown this eye-catching righteous monk away, but as a good demon beast that loves cleanliness, it really didn't bother to take this guy away, so it simply found a small hill at random, relying on some arcs, although it was close to the barracks, it just threw it down.

Shi Mian's breath was almost nothing, so he didn't worry about the people who came to inspect it, so the demon beast flicked its tail at will and swaggered away.

Shi Mian let himself be thrown down, and he was still dead and did not react at all.

For a long time, I don't know how long it has been.

I only knew that the barracks over there had already been a commotion, and there was a slight fluctuation around her when there was a slight fluctuation around her.

"This demon abyss is also strange, in the past, it was clearly chaotic, there was no organization at all, when was it formed into barracks, and what kind of royal city was there?"

A black-robed figure appeared behind the hill and looked at the lively barracks over there with some confusion.

"I heard that the owner of the royal city also organized the demon cultivators to snipe the evil cultivators, saying that he would rectify the demon abyss and let the demon cultivators see the light of day again, and I don't know what kind of peace and what kind of heart it is...... It's just that I have nothing to do. ”

She shook her head and smiled, looked at the lifeless Shi Mian on the ground, and sighed, "Wait for many days, and finally keep to your weakest time." ”

The black-robed man flipped his hood down, revealing a delicate face.

If Shi Mian can open his eyes at this time, he can see the appearance of this black-robed man, and he is impressively similar at the same time, but compared to the previous Shi Ji, it is more delicate, and the momentum is extraordinary, and the sense of oppression around the body is full, although it is implicit but not revealed, but it will never be underestimated, and it is definitely not comparable to the little monk who has no cultivation.

This person is the time after being reborn.

In other words, it is the reincarnation of ghost grass.

She looked at Shi Mian's eyes a little complicated, there was a trace of guilt, there was also a hint of mockery, but more importantly, it was still indifferent.

"Don't blame me, this realm was originally for me to draw nutrients from the ghost grass, and if you get in the way, it's understandable to be used." Shi Chu was condescending, with arrogance in her tone that she couldn't detect, and said: "Don't worry, when this saint restores the status of the ten saints, your clan will be promoted well, and now, just obediently become the nourishment of this saint." ”

As she spoke, she raised her right hand and slowly approached Shi Mian's dantian, and a very majestic aura emanated from her palm, oppressing Shi Mian's dantian, as if she was forcing her to hand over something.

The potatoes in the Shimian dantian trembled violently when no one could see them.

On the other side, at the banquet of the sixteenth camp of the Demon Abyss.

Fang Ting's eyes glanced upwards gloomily, and the impatience in his heart was even worse.

"Speaking of which, my lord, I don't know what to call him?"

Sitting in the middle of the banquet, the man at the top raised his arm with beautiful lines and faintly explosive power, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and said, "Just call Shuojun." ”

"Oh~" Fang Ting's eyes flashed, he grinned, and said, "I don't know in what capacity you came to inspect on behalf of Wang Cheng, Shuo Jun?" ”

“……”

As soon as these words came out, the banquet suddenly fell silent for a moment, and the man named Shuo Jun, but with a young face like a teenager, didn't seem to have the meaning to reply.

The nerves in the Qingfeng Pavilion monk's brain were tense, and he hurriedly came up and said with a smile: "Lord Shuojun, don't be surprised, the eldest brother just lost a plaything today, and he is not in a good mood, plus the envoys who have come to inspect recently have come to inspect one after another...... You know, no offense! ”

Fang Ting snorted coldly, but he also lowered his head and did not rush again.

He was just a little unconvinced, this Shuo Jun was obviously not a high cultivator, but he made an unfathomable appearance, relying on the fact that he came from the royal city, he looked at them coldly from above, which was really infuriating.

Demon cultivation is not as face-heavy as Taoist cultivation, he loves to fake and be kind, and if he is not convinced, he will stab it out directly, but he also knows that it is not appropriate, and there is a Qingfeng Pavilion monk who came out and thin mud, so he went down the steps.

“……”

Shuo Jun glanced at him coldly, didn't speak, and drank his wine again.

When the Fang Pavilion monk saw this stinky fart, he almost jumped up again, and the Qingfeng Pavilion monk hurriedly intercepted the conversation one step in advance, and said, "But in recent days, Wang Cheng has indeed always sent envoys to inspect, I don't know what it is—"

He looked over questioningly.

Shuo Jun paused for two moments before he said: "It's nothing, there are evil cultivators wandering around, and the royal city is just overseer." ”

"I see." A smile seemed to be pure on the sarcastic face of the Qingfeng Pavilion monk, and he chattered endlessly on the topic of dispensability.

Shuo Jun was listening on his face, but in fact, he was already far away.

He looked at the sky that was the same all year round a little casually, and thought of the young lady who was delicious but clever and lovely, and when he thought about it, he was entangled in self-blame and entanglement.

obviously said that he wanted to protect Miss, but he has not been able to be by her side for so many years, what an unqualified guard he is!

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became.

Since the last time the Xiaoqing Spirit Sect saw Miss, it has been so long, and he doesn't know how Miss is now, he heard that Miss was thrown into the Demon Abyss, so he has been looking for it, but unfortunately the royal city has only been established in recent years, and the power has not penetrated the entire Demon Abyss, so it is quite troublesome to find people.

"Ahh

He couldn't help but sigh again.

“……”

The Qingfeng Pavilion monk hurriedly stopped chattering and asked carefully, "Lord Shuojun, is there something wrong with what Xiao said?" ”

"Oh, nothing." Shuo Jun came back to his senses, and happened to be annoyed by his chatter, and didn't want to listen to it anymore, so he casually talked about the topic and said, "By the way, what do you mean by losing some plaything?" ”

"Oh, this one." The Qingfeng Pavilion monk said with a smile: "A few days ago, the punished disciple sent by the Xiaoqing Spirit Sect again, our brother looked good, so he collected it as a sandbag and used it for a while." It's a pity, I finally couldn't hold it today, and the eldest brother simply threw it away, and it's a pity to say that the sandbag is very much liked by our brothers......"

As he spoke, he suddenly saw Shuo Jun looking at them blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Uh...... Lord Shuo? ”

"You say, the punished disciple sent by the Xiaoqing Spirit Sect? Do you collect sandbags? Can't hold it today? ”

"That's right." The two lay men looked at each other, not knowing what was wrong.

And Shuo Jun ...... His eyes suddenly sharpened.