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The scale of man is obviously three times smaller than that of God.

Then the remaining demons, demons, and ghosts are getting smaller and smaller.

Ling Suxue stood in the middle of the empty sixth floor, and an ominous premonition rose in her heart: "It's too quiet here, there is not even a single figure, it seems to be an empty city." ”

"Oops! Again, maybe they were all sent to hunt down the book thieves, after all, more than a hundred immortal scrolls were not a joke. He said faintly, looking at a small thin building in front of him that was only six stories high: "That building can't be a demon, right?" ”

"That's it! I used to look and clean on the third floor of that building. Ling Suxue looked at the demon from afar and sighed: "It's strange, there are no guards to take care of the demon." ”

With that, her feet couldn't help but speed up and walk towards the demon.

Suddenly, an old fairy man dressed in gray clothes with gray hair and a slightly hunched waist walked over from the tree-lined path next to him and called softly: "Su Xue, you are back!" ”

Ling Suxue was stunned, stopped and looked back, excited and happy, and walked towards the old immortal: "Uncle Zhou! How are you? ”

"I picked up something for the pavilion master, and I happened to pass by here, but I didn't expect to see you." Uncle Zhou faltered, his eyes showing kindness: "Su Xue, since you disappeared, your sister often went to the pavilion master to cry and ask the pavilion master to find you." But the pavilion master has a lot of opportunities, how can he have that time, so he sent a little guard to the mortal realm to find you, but I didn't expect you to come back by yourself today! ”

Ling Suxue was stunned: "The pavilion master sent immortal soldiers to find me?" ”

"Yes, if it weren't for your sister begging hard, the pavilion master would have cared about you little slave for a while." Uncle Zhou said with a smile.

My sister? Ling Suxue was confused, wasn't she imprisoned?

Are the nightmares that sit at night really just nightmares?

Ling Suxue was puzzled.

Long.

"Su Xue, what's wrong with you? The face is a little haggard! "Uncle Zhou cares.

Ling Suxue smiled: "I miss my sister very much. ”

"Huh...... Sisterhood is deep, I'll take you to her. After that, Uncle Zhou wanted to leave, but he saw a familiar and tall figure in the afterglow, and hurriedly knelt down to worship: "Pavilion master, why did you come out?" ”

He learned from Yan Hanwen in a similar manner, and said coldly: "I came out to inspect and inspect, and I heard you say that you were going to find Ling Mubing, so I decided to go with me to have a look, I haven't seen her for a while." ”

"Yes! I haven't seen her since the last time you kicked her out of the study. Uncle Zhou smiled and walked towards the demon with them.

Ling Suxue respectfully followed behind the faintness of the death, and couldn't help but praise in a low voice: "I didn't expect you to be so similar to Yan Hanwen." ”

"Of course, I peeked at your memories while you were asleep, so I know everything here!" He chuckled quietly.

Ling Suxue was furious: "It turns out that you spied on my memories!" No wonder you're so comfortable coping with it, just like you've been here before. ”

"Huh." Faintly raised his eyebrows proudly.

Soon, they came to the demon's wooden door.

Uncle Zhou was raising his hand to knock on the door.

Ling Suxue asked nervously, "Uncle Zhou, are you sure my sister is here?" ”

Uncle Zhou's face sank: "Su Xue, are you confused?" Where can your sister be if she isn't here? ”

"In prison......" Before Ling Suxue finished speaking, Uncle Zhou had already opened the door and led the fake pavilion master in.

Ling Suxue hurriedly followed, and the demon's door suddenly closed.

Not good! Medium!

Lingxue regretted it. She should have found out that Uncle Zhou's route was wrong, because the study from the god to the pavilion master's office would not pass by people at all!

What can I do now?

Lingxue was anxious and slapped the wooden door hard, but the wooden door was as strong as iron.

The fake pavilion master standing on the first floor of the demon looked at Uncle Zhou, who had a gloomy back and a gloomy face, and said with a smile: "Ming people don't do dark things, Uncle Zhou, what is the purpose of keeping this seat here alone?" ”

"Phew!" Uncle Zhou spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm: "Bold fanatics, embarrassed to call yourself this seat?" It's not about to show its original form! ”

"Why can't I call myself this seat? Even if I am not the owner of this Changhuan Pavilion, I am also the fox king of Fengshun Demon Mountain, and I can still call myself this seat! After that, he retired from Yan Hanwen's cold image, and restored his original bewitching and handsome figure: "Do you think I am willing to be your pavilion master?" I'm trying to make compromises for the sake of the snow! ”

"Humph! A little-known fox demon dares to come here to make a mistake, see if I don't pick your fur and smoke your rotten tendons! Uncle Zhou's face became more and more hideous.

Yu Yu Yin looked confused: "It's not that the gods are merciful, why do I just feel that I have exhausted the demon cave." ”

"Haha! You're in a cave! Look up if you don't believe it! ”

Death immediately raised her head.

There is a giant hole in the middle of the low ceiling overhead, and each floor of the ceiling is a giant hole, and the straight eyes can directly see the top of the demon.

There's something fluttering at the top.

He stared at it and was shocked.

There were dense immortals hanging on the top, and they hung on it with pale and stiff faces like bacon, swaying gently in the wind.

"How? Do you feel like you're back in your own world? Uncle Zhou scoffed.

He was calm and composed, because this level of death was taken for granted in the lower three realms. So he ridiculed: "This kind of scene is at most about scaring the snow outside the door." I'm tired of watching it. ”

"Don't worry, the place where Su Xue is being held is a thousand times more terrifying than here!" Uncle Zhou grinned gloomily.

"What?" He was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at the wooden door.

When does the knocking stop?

"If you dare to make people move a single hair! I'll tear your body apart and swallow your primordial spirit! He glared angrily.

Uncle Zhou can't wait to go to war. He flicked his cloud-like wide sleeves lightly, and fanned out two strong winds that scraped the bones.

Faint dodge, dodge lightly.

Uncle Zhou waved his sleeves and drove all the books stored in the demon to smash them like stones.

With a flick of the dark blue sleeves, a powerful demon madness was struck into the sky, condensing all the books that were thrown at him into a huge mountain of books, and smashing them towards Uncle Zhou.

Uncle Zhou curled his lips and sneered: "Books are also spiritual!" ”

After all, the huge mountain of books was not under the control of Yu Xianyin, and it actually smashed towards him.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

He was crushed under the mountain of books and buried without a trace.

Uncle Zhou clapped his hands, brushed the dust off his body, and walked towards the wooden door with a smile.

Suddenly, there was a terrible fox howl from the book mountain, and the book mountain was shaken and fell apart.

A fox with snow-white fur jumped out of the ruins, stood on the crippled pile of books, and looked down at Uncle Zhou condescendingly: "You also underestimate this fox king!" ”

"Hehe, maybe you underestimated me!"

After that, Uncle Zhou flashed, flashed out of the demon, and quickly recited the trick outside the door.

The demon instantly became the Leifeng Pagoda that suppressed the demon, and he couldn't escape no matter how much magic he used to hide his death inside.

"Haha, you are lucky to be buried with the fairy slave!" Uncle Zhou sneered and waved away. (To be continued.) )