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Huang Liu objected: "Oh, I haven't rested yet. ”

Su Jinge pointed to the spirit beast bag and said, "You can go inside and rest slowly." ”

Su Jinge thought that he would feel humiliated by letting Huang Liu enter the spirit beast bag, and he would have to spend a lot more time. Unexpectedly, Huang Liu nodded happily and said, "It's okay." And he went in.

Su Jinge was messy for a while and figured it out. Thinking about what this guy did before, he was a shameless person at all. How do you care about what is a servant and is not a servant. I'm afraid that if it wasn't for the sake of courtship, it wouldn't have thought of terminating the contract at all.

Su Jinge shook his head, pointed to the spirit beast bag and said to Wu Niang: "You can come in too." ”

Wu Niang shook her head into a rattle, "Wow! I'm with you. ”

Su Jinge said: "If you are not afraid of the poisonous miasma, then stay outside." ”

Wu Niang looked at the black mist rolling poisonous swamp not far away, and then looked at the spirit beast bag in Su Jin's singer. Gritting his teeth, he still chose to drill into the spirit beast bag and be in the same place as Huang Liu.

Su Jinge took a deep breath and stepped into the billowing black smoke in a few leaps.

"Poisonous swamp" really lives up to its name. Beneath the black smoke was a swamp that was about to sink into the foot. Although Su Jinge's light body exercises have not yet been cultivated to the realm of resisting the wind, it is not a problem to cross this swamp. As for the poisonous gas in the black mist, Su Jinge was still very confident in Guiyuan Dan.

She had been tested countless times in Baiguo Peak back then, but none of them could work on her, from the weak spirit plant to the poison carefully prepared by the medical poison masters.

Relying on the communication with Huang Liu's divine sense, he finally did not deviate from the direction. When she could barely make out the outline of a house in the black fog, the murderous aura suddenly came.

That murderous aura appeared without warning, and a sword stabbed out of thin air from Su Jinge's back.

Su Jinge quickly dodged and dodged the sudden blow.

A silver sword grazed her skin and flew dangerously. turned back at an impossible angle and flew towards Su Jinge's neck.

The silk silk turned into a colorful barrier, isolating the sword in front of Su Jinge. The aura quickly gathered into a water practice, tightly wrapping the sword.

The sword trembled for a moment before breaking free, and at the same time, a fair-skinned middle-aged Confucian appeared on the side of the sword. His body was half-light and half-dark, very similar to the rune shadow sword spirit he had seen in the Ice Lotus Cave Mansion. If it is different, it is that the expression on the face of this Confucian scholar is more vivid.

The sword was in the hands of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and the momentum of Fang Cai was completely different. It is like a tiger returning to the mountains and forests, and the dragon enters the sea.

Su Jinge didn't dare to underestimate it, and stepped on the flowing clouds to dodge the ever-changing sword light. Although this hundred-mile poisonous miasma is a trouble for the demon in the abyss, it is the best barrier for Su Jinge. She shook her hands and feet boldly with confidence, and swung out the blue sea tide slash to smash the sword light in the sky.

In the flash of inspiration, the middle-aged Confucian scholar's face changed instantly, and he disappeared in a flash. The sword also flew out in the gap of undissipated aura.

Su Jinge pasted a wind talisman and chased after him closely.

After all, he was still able to use his aura to enjoy himself, and in a few breaths, he chased to a place where the poisonous miasma was weak. The outline of the building that had been seen earlier became clearer.

I faintly heard a woman's voice crying, "... Don't go... Never live alone. Life or death, we are all together as a family. ”

When the woman's voice fell, Su Jinge had already come to the outside of the house. The black fog disappeared completely, and the middle-aged Confucian was hurriedly pushing a woman holding a baby to the back of the house. He has no substance, and what drives the woman is the aura.

The light escaped from his palm and the woman's shoulder. Su Jinge, who was watching, frowned.

When the woman saw Su Jinge, she raised a pair of willow eyebrows. As soon as he lowered his head, the green silk on his head turned into thousands of wooden vines and grabbed Su Jinge.

Su Jinge dodged while raising his voice: "The junior has no malicious intent, this time he just came to ask to see the swordsmith who refines the soul and refines the spirit. ”

Su Jinge just dodged and never fought back once. The woman didn't listen to half of the sentence, and was bent on putting her to death, and her moves became more and more ruthless, and she scolded in her mouth: "The ghost of the villain." ”

Although he still couldn't figure out the doorway of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, the woman in front of him was a shape-shifting demon cultivator. For some reason, he was able to dodge her attacks again and again. At this moment, seeing that her tricks were becoming more and more ruthless, Su Jinge did not dare to hold it up. Quickly found a gap, opened the spirit beast bag and threw Huang Liu towards the banshee.

As soon as Huang Liu came out, he saw the killing moves in the sky rushing towards him, and with a shocked sound, he stretched out two claws, tore those wooden vines in a few strokes, and his tail was long in the wind, and he slapped the woman far away with just one flick.

By the time the middle-aged Confucian had reacted, the banshee had already been slammed against the wall. When Huang Liu's tail flicked over, the banshee's first reaction was to throw the baby in her arms at the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

The middle-aged Confucian stumbled to the banshee. The baby was held in the arms of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, as if it was held up by a galaxy of spiritual light. This strange beauty sets off the scene in front of you even more poignantly.

Looking at this picture, Su Jinge was a little stunned. Suddenly I felt like I had done a great evil.

Although he didn't know if the elixir in his hand was useful for the things that became essences, Su Jinge still quickly took it out. This time, she didn't dare to move forward rashly, but sent it far away with her spiritual power.

didn't wait for Su Jinge to explain. The banshee stood up and pointed at Huang Liu's nose and scolded: "Scum! ”

Huang Liucai saw the situation clearly, and looked aggrieved, "You hit me first!" Then he seemed to have found something, and said in surprise: "Oh, why are you so can't help fighting." ”

The banshee was about to get angry, but Huang Liu hurriedly bowed and said, "It's me who missed." After that, he took a few steps forward and spread his hand, and said, "Yunxia Satin still has that refining handbook." I took it and left. ”

The banshee was stunned and said dumbfoundedly: "What did you say?" ”

Huang Liu was anxious, "Yunxia satin, refining notes." ”

When the two demons were communicating, Su Jinge found that what was exposed under the skirt of the banshee was not a pair of legs, but a cluster of plant rhizomes.

Obviously, the breath is a shape-shifting demon cultivator, why is this happening?

The middle-aged Confucian silently picked up the bottle of elixir, looked at it for a while, and then poured out one and wanted to feed it to the banshee.

The banshee was startled, "Husband? ”

The middle-aged Confucian showed a pale smile, "There is no problem with this medicine. ”

The banshee hesitated for a moment and swallowed the pill.

The middle-aged Confucian put the baby in the arms of the banshee, got up and said to Su Jinge: "You disguised yourself as this and came here just for my refining notes?" ”

Su Jinge was stunned, didn't he say that it was the Flower Demon King who forged the sword. No matter how you look at it, this one looks like the legendary sword spirit. Could it be that he himself refined himself into a sword spirit. That's a little too difficult.

Looking at the colorful changes on Su Jinge's face, the middle-aged Confucian had already understood in his heart that this person and a demon really didn't come to kill their family. He nodded and said, "Wait." Then he turned and went into the house.

Huang Liu seemed to know the banshee, and at this moment he said to the banshee with some stupidity, "Oh, what's the matter with you?" ”

The banshee's complexion softened slightly, but it was still not good-looking. Huang Liu glanced at him and said, "Take something and get out of here, don't ask more." ”

Huang Liu didn't care about her bad attitude at all, and continued to be curious: "Where did this little doll come from?" ”

The banshee simply turned her body over and left the back of her head to Huang Liu.

Huang Liu suddenly looked like he suddenly realized, "You stole it!" ”

The banshee was angry, turned her head and glared at him, "Nonsense! This is the old lady herself! ”

Huang Liu sneered, "You and that soul? Oh, even when he's still human, you don't necessarily have to give birth to a doll. Stealing, stealing, why are you so cringe? ”

The banshee's face stiffened with anger, and when she was about to say something, the middle-aged Confucian had already walked out of the house. The soft voice calmed the banshee for a while, and then she got up and threw two things in her hand.

A shining cloth, an old wooden box.

In the box, there are pieces of jade slips neatly stacked, which are the refining notes of middle-aged Confucian scholars.

When he held these notes in his hand, Su Jinge couldn't help but be surprised.

The jade slip in the box is engraved with the symbol of the Shushan Sword School. Could it be that the sword spirit in front of him was originally a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect.

The consternation on Su Jinge's face fell into the eyes of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, making his expression sink more and more. Snorted coldly and said, "Take the things and leave." ”

Huang Liu had already put away the cloud satin, and he didn't care about the attitude of their husband and wife, and happily prepared to leave.

Su Jinge looked at the baby in the banshee's arms, pursed his lips and bowed to the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and said, "Today's incident is that the younger generation is reckless. If the seniors can be trusted, can you let the juniors take a look at the injuries of this flower demon senior. ”

Although the banshee was weak, she still raised her eyebrows and eyes quite imposingly. "Not necessarily!"

The middle-aged Confucian waved his hand, "I don't like people to cultivate, you better leave quickly." ”

At this point, Su Jinge didn't say more. He took out some pills and some precious herbs and put them in the courtyard, took two steps back and prepared to leave.

Huang Liu didn't leave again, and said to the middle-aged Confucian scholar: "Oh, you are a human cultivator, how can you hate human cultivation?" ”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's eyes darkened, and he said lightly: "The world is full of ruthless people, but demons are affectionate. ”

After saying that, he turned around and helped the banshee up, but he didn't pay attention to the one person and one demon in the courtyard.

Huang Liu was about to catch up and get to the bottom of it, but Su Jinge grabbed the spirit beast bag back, turned around and ran towards the outside of the poisonous swamp domain.

Huang Liu accused Su Jinge a few words in a sharp voice among the spirit beasts, and when he saw that she didn't pay attention to it, he quieted down. When he was about to walk out of the Poison Ze Domain, Huang Liu suddenly shouted, "I understand." ”

Suddenly, the voice that appeared in his head startled Su Jinge, "What do you understand?" ”

"You can't give birth to dolls because of different races. That little baby must have been exchanged for cultivation by the Flower Demon King. ”

Su Jinge listened to such speculation, and then thought about the family in the Poison Ze Domain, and couldn't help but breed some inexplicable emotions in his heart. (To be continued.) )