The Demon Cave is under the mountain rocks, and there is hardly the slightest light, and the Demon Cultivator will not be so kind to send food to the righteous monks of the Unbi Valley. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and the prohibition in the cell is still there, and the monks who can't open the storage bag can only be hungry, counting on their fingers, only to be sure that a while and the day will pass.

"It's a terrible thing."

Zhang Qiyi rubbed his stomach and complained, God knows how long he hadn't eaten.

Yuan Yu persuaded: "Senior brother, bear with it, senior brother will take you to Qingjing Peak to eat something delicious after you go out." ”

The disciple of Qingjing Peak is a good hand at alchemy, and his ability to deal with spirit beast meat is not bad, Zhang Qiyi couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he heard this, and when he came back to his senses, he only felt that his stomach was even more empty, so he was not uncomfortable.

"Senior brother, don't talk about it." Zhang Qiyi looked at Yuan Yu with a bitter face.

Honest Jian Xiu didn't feel comfortable not overdoing it, he wanted to comfort his junior brother, but he didn't expect it to backfire, but he really wanted to invite his junior brother out for a meal, thinking about the food and wine of Qingjing Peak, he couldn't help but drool.

Qingjing Peak's spiritual food can be regarded as quite famous, and he can't bear to be moved by the hardships he has been lucky enough to eat once, he said: "Qingjing Peak's vegetarian food should be the first in the cultivation realm. ”

Yuan Yu said hospitablely: "Let's go and taste it together." ”

He happened to have a friend in Qingjing Peak, so he could go and have a good meal. He smiled and patted Zhang Qiyi's shoulder heroically.

Zhang Qiyi, who was hungry, lowered his head, and his voice was a little sluggish: "I don't know if I have the life to get out alive." ”

One sentence froze most of the people in the cell.

Emotions are the easiest to spread, and for a while the cell was quiet and low, no one was in a happy mood at this time, even Qin Muya sighed deeply.

He wanted to say something, but the other person opened his mouth first.

"Yo, we're talking."

A contemptuous voice came from outside. This was followed by the sound of metal chains colliding and unlocking.

An ordinary-looking demon cultivator walked in, followed by several male demon cultivators, who were either ordinary or ugly.

"You'll have to talk to me somewhere else." The ordinary-looking demon cultivator raised the silver-white handcuffs in his hand and said.

With a different look, the people under him stepped forward with handcuffs, the little leader smiled casually, walked in front of Yuan Yu, and personally hand-cuffed him with silver-white handcuffs that blocked spiritual power, and the words in his mouth did not stop: "When the time comes, you don't have to suffer this sin, you can have a good birth as soon as you go earlier." ”

After finishing it, the leader patted Yuan Yu on the shoulder and smiled.

"It's a pleasure to be dead for a hundred, but I'm afraid of dragging others down."

Mo Xiu laughed presumptuously, he was not a good person.

When the five righteous monks heard this, they didn't react much, probably because they were not interested or disdainful of talking to the demon cultivators, the grudge between the two realms was like the stars in the sky, flickering and dimming, let alone unraveling.

And Yuan Yu is worried about Ji Qing, as Mo Xiu said, he is afraid of dragging others down. He looked at the three junior brothers, one was unruly, one was indifferent and silent, and the other was pure-minded. sighed at the moment, it was a sin not being able to save them, if he was still dragging Ji Qing who was missing, then he really didn't have the face to re-enter reincarnation.

"Don't be afraid, junior disciples."

A thousand words, and in the end, only this sentence remains.

Demon Xiu sneered, Zhang Qiyi was moved, Qin Muya was still the same son, and She Yun's face had not changed.

Rao is like this, and Yuan Yu is most worried about Qin Muya and She Yun.

Just as the disciples who are most loved by the master are the disciples who will only cause trouble, the senior brothers are also the most worried about the juniors who do not listen to persuasion, not to mention the junior brothers of Qin Muya and She Yun Shi Yuanyu.

Qin Muya was not a cold-hearted person after all, he smiled and comforted Yuan Yu: "Senior brother, don't worry too much. ”

During the conversation, a group of people had already arrived in the lobby of the Demon Cave.

The leader took a sip and said, "It's here." ”

In the eyes of the demon cultivators, Yuan Yu is too hypocritical, he is going to die and worry about what junior disciple, and he is not in a good mood, and his actions are not light, and no one is almost pushed into the lobby. A failure to pay attention is a stumble.

The hall of the Demon Cave is still the rough style of the Demon Cultivators.

The boulder is the ground, the oil lamp is the light, and the simplicity is incredible.

The fake ghost right Zhen Ji Qing who was following was leaning against the door, his black eyes were looking at everything in the lobby, there was a cyan Dan furnace on the earthen platform, faintly glowing red, and there was a woman and an old man standing next to the furnace.

There is a saying in the cultivation world that every monk remembers in his heart, and only women and the elderly cannot be offended. Although women are rare and not strong, they are not good characters, and they are grateful to be cheated by her, and they have more means to save their lives.

As for the old man, he is even more ruthless, the monk is not far from death when he is old, he is really anxious, and people will pull you up when they are all destroyed, then there will be fun to see.

There are also people who say that children are also difficult to provoke, there is a way not to bully young people to be poor, who can know his great achievements tomorrow, and it is not good to say that the next sword master is the child next to you.

However, this is not suitable for the world of cultivating immortals, killing with a sword, who cares what qualifications you have, children and monks are just powerless.

The hall was dim, and there were only five righteous monks, a woman and an old man, and Ji Qing who pretended to be a ghost, and a real ghost who was hiding in the shadows.

"You're here."

Yu Yanzhi, who was the first to speak, her purple eyes stared at Ji Qing, who was leaning against the door.

Ji Qing nodded, and his originally somewhat cold look turned into the gentle expression of the ghost right in an instant.

Fu Lao on the side looked at Yu Yanzhi in surprise, when did Yu Yanzhi have such a kind attitude towards the ghost right. It's really strange that these two people don't make a fuss when they meet.

"Oni-sama, let's get started." Fu Lao Dao.

Ji Qing didn't know what to start with, but she still smiled, her voice full of gentleness: "There is still time, don't rush." ”

Fu Lao frowned, looked at the ghost right and didn't say anything, turned to look at Yu Yanzhi, and finally fell his gaze on the group of righteous path monks.

He said: "The ghost lord is waiting for old age but can't wait, who to start? ”

Obviously he was asking, but Fu Lao didn't wait for Ghost Right and Yu Yanzhi to answer, his eyes turned around the righteous monk, and his eyes were full of madness.

It's fast, it's fast.

Fu Lao turned his five fingers excitedly, making a clicking sound.

Ji Qing on the side still looked gentle, but his palms were a little sweaty.

"Don't worry."

Ji Qing said again, his black clothes fluttering, and he walked towards Fu Lao with a smile.

There is nothing else in the black eyes except a smile, and the person who comes has a bewitching face, and the man's face is more beautiful than that of a woman, as if it is more feminine. To be precise, it has lost its original seeping momentum, but it seems to be hidden deeper.

Fu Lao's cloudy eyes watched Ji Qing's every move, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse and ugly: "What do you mean by Lord Ghost?" ”