The reason why a demon is a demon is that Wu Guji knows it very clearly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She was very satisfied with the clean and unstained dust (dead silence) where Xingyun was, and she was very relieved to look at the young master who was locked up together.

Xingyun has always had a habit of cleanliness, but he also has a bad taste, and he changed his hand with a trace of demonic energy, driving all the mosquitoes that breed in the dungeon to the young master.

Wu Guji patted his hand, forget it, don't worry too much about mortals, look at that stupid look, I don't know anything.

"Hmm." Xingyun backhanded, and those wriggling or fast shuttle insects did not move for a moment, and all fell on the person's body.

"Bad taste." Wu Guji fainted when she saw the man's "ahhhh ”

"......" Xingyun withdrew his hand and was silent.

After a long time, Wu Guji poked him: "Don't be angry, I'll tell you a story." ”

Xingyun turned his head, what kind of story to hear, mortals are really enough, he stared at Wu Guji with a pair of black eyes that twinkled with stars.

Wu Guji was a little embarrassed and touched her nose: "About the ...... of a civilian queen"

She wanted to tell some love stories of shared hardship and prosperity, but she found that there was no such atmosphere at all...... Because it can't happen to them.

"Uh...... Let's go to the demon world, and the mess will be left to Xiao Wu. ”

"It's long overdue." Xingyun sneered, not knowing what to laugh at.

Wu Guji sighed, how could she meet such a person who had no sympathy at all, and her viciousness was not enough to describe.

The point is, she actually thought it was good, it seemed that he was sparkling when he pouted and sneered, she must have been blind.

She rubbed her eyes, went to the door of the cell, thought about it, and decided that it would be better not to destroy it, and the bizarre departure could not be pursued.

Suddenly, her heart fluttered, and the spiritual breath placed on that Qincha Great Master fluctuated.

"How?" Xingyun was a little apprehensive for no reason, as if something bad would happen if she stayed here.

"Something seems to have happened to that Chincha." Wu Guji moved her fingers and pinched the trick, "He's a good official, I'll help him." ”

Xingyun didn't feel the so-called clean officials and good officials, his own demonic qi was not contaminated, he deserved it, he simply dodged and went: "I'll take a look." ”

"I'll go too." Wu Guji followed closely, but she was tripped under her feet, and when she looked down, she saw that it was the gentleman who had just fainted.

It stands to reason that she couldn't be stumped.

Bowing his head to the person who was holding his feet, as if he saw two whirlpools, Wu Guji tilted his head slightly: "Get out of the way!" ”

Don't think that she doesn't kill mortals if she taboos it, it's no big deal, those who stand in the way, gods and Buddhas are not afraid.

"Spirit Kite True Monarch, please listen to me."

"What?" What Wu Guji has always lacked is the ability to make decisions, she likes to analyze, and at this time she is slightly curious, who is it, using such a roundabout method just to talk to her.

A long, ethereal tone came out of his mouth, and people closed their eyes and tilted their heads slightly, and a look of intoxication appeared on their faces.

Wu Guji also closed her eyes, but she didn't want to be drunk, but to escape.

This kind of tone is a kind of divine sound technique, there are more in the martial arts, and there are more in the immortal cultivation world, which comes from the combination of spiritual magic and music rhythm, and the deeper of it, she doesn't know.

In short, it is very powerful, if it is a talented person to learn, it is even more amazing, the fierce man is like a lion roaring to kill thousands of troops, and the soft man's words are addictive. Since ancient times, there have been more people who have spoken gods, who can judge life and death and destroy reincarnation......

The art of the immortals, Wu Gu Ji encountered it today.

She kicked away the person who was holding her: "Shut up! ”

The music didn't stop, and for a moment Wu Guji felt that this person was no longer human, but a sound transmitter.

She was like waking up from a spring dream, the alarm clock was ringing next to her ears, she struggled to press it, but she couldn't press it at all, whether it was pressing the switch, unplugging the power, or even taking it apart, it didn't help.

Others were intoxicated, but she was annoyed, because she didn't want to listen to it, and no matter how beautiful music was, it was noise.

The singing is good, the voice is wonderful, she can't stop the music from burrowing into her brain even if she covers her ears, and it's useless to turn off her consciousness.

She seemed to have turned into a mortal in front of the music, and she had to prostrate herself in a low place to listen to it, and crying bitterly was the only destination.

"Spirit Kite True Monarch, all things are equal, only God is eternal, the true God summons, please!"

Wu Guji couldn't help but want to scold, all things are equal and only God is eternal, logical contradictions, don't go.

Xingyun, why haven't you come yet? She was almost annoyed.

It's not that Xingyun doesn't want to come, but he's also in trouble.

The use of demons in the world refers to evil and dark things, and righteousness is just restrained.

If it was in the past, Xingyun would kill it directly with a sword, regardless of whether you were evil or evil, and you would die if you blocked the way. But at this moment, he began to take into account Wu Guji's thoughts.

Like this kind of Qingtian master, Wu Guji should like it very much.

He can't kill.

Wu Guji killed the people who kept chanting underneath, she gasped, breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the wall, covered her eyes, was actually calculated by a mortal, the point is, the song still lingers in her ears.

If the previous tone was gentle and comfortable, making people feel like a spring breeze, now it is eager, as if the tone of reciting scripture mantras makes people repent.

Few people who can enter the dungeon have clean hands, and they are deeply obsessed, and they have just been drunk with their eyes closed and crying, and now they are starting to grab the ground with their heads, and blood is splashing everywhere.

Oh, I just killed someone, yes!

Wu Guji opened her eyes and purified her head, she liked messy beauty.

A deep sigh came, as if grieving for such stubborn sorrow.

The dungeon boiled.

Why don't you be grateful, why don't you repent and perish!

The prisoners were bleeding from their foreheads, waving their claws at Wu Guji, and the cell head slashed at them, and at this moment, they were not simple believers, but puppets.

Wu Guji scratched his face and smiled lightly, it seems that although that person is powerful, his skills are limited, and his quality is not good, so he turned the believer into a puppet.

The white lotus in her mind closed, the black lotus bloomed, swallowing up the beautiful sound, the lotus platform faintly radiated light, and her fingertips swiped in the air: "Go!" ”

All the voices stopped abruptly, and Wu Guji wiped her forehead, and she was sweating profusely.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the dungeon, and Xingyun took the lead in coming to Wu Gu Ji, and when he saw someone with a flowered head, he held Wu Gu Ji: "Are you okay?" ”

Wu Guji shook her head: "Let's go to the Demon Realm." ”

"Okay." Xingyun touched her forehead, and in an instant exchanged what had just happened, and he agreed without hesitation.

"Looks like they really don't welcome us in these things." Wu Guji didn't know much about faith or anything, so she didn't want to get in the way. It's just that Sang Zhi actually did this kind of thing, which made her very angry.

It's all for the sake of cultivation!

She can't afford to be left behind.