Being caught as a spirit pet must be a taboo for demon cultivators. Zhong Zhen said lightly and seemed to be very indifferent, but secretly thought of Changkong's expression.

Changkong really showed an extremely indignant look, and said loudly, "If it's a demon beast with no senses, it's a low-level beast, and it's just a spirit beast." If you are a high-level demon cultivator at a glance, how can you be a spirit beast. In the future, if you catch the person who forcibly confessed to you, you will be killed! ”

How to distinguish between demon cultivators and demon beasts is actually very vague, probably based on appearance and intelligence. For example, a certain demon beast looks a little like a person, and it is not too stupid, and some of the assertive ones belong to demon cultivation.

Such as the sky fox, mermaids and other races, as long as they reach adulthood, they are considered demon cultivators.

Even if the demon cultivators are stupid, they generally have some opinions, and they may turn against the water if they are forcibly recognized.

Those who don't have any brains, such as loyal dogs and the like, used to attack humans alive and dead, but if they were given a bite to eat, they would immediately be subservient. Of course, this kind of goods is a proper demon beast.

Zhong Zhen glanced at Xiao Bufan, who was still sticking to the wall and pretending to be dead, and shivered when he saw him. "Even if he kills someone, it is not appropriate to settle the grievance, he can be regarded as paying the spirit grass and spiritual fruit."

Changkong frowned a little unpleasantly, and looked down on Zhong Zhen a little, "There is no momentum of a great demon cultivator at all, those monks who offend us and others have to be killed." ”

Xiao Bufan was trembling again. However, it doesn't seem like a word to lie on the wall again, and you can't mix outside after losing your face.

He slowly crawled down from the cracked wall, as if his internal organs had moved, coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and by wiping the blood, he covered his sleeve and fed a high-grade healing pill into his mouth.

"That's what Uncle said, but I don't like to kill people, and I can't see blood. If anyone does offend, just teach a little lesson. She smirked, pointed at Xiao Bufan and said, "Just like Uncle just now, just shoot people on the wall." ”

Changkong saw Zhong Zhen calling an uncle affectionately. It feels weird, I feel that something is wrong, but it seems to sound a little good. Especially this junior has a lovely smile, and his round eyes look very pure. I couldn't help but want to educate her again.

There are really very few demon cultivators in the world, compared to human cultivators, it is simply a drop in the ocean, and when she meets a junior, she is still so kind, I am really worried that she will be bullied to death by human cultivators.

"Those who deserve to be killed still have to be killed. You have to kill a few monkeys. In the future, when you walk outside, report my name directly, so that no one will bully you. ”

"Then thank you Uncle Changkong, in the future, those Jindan monks who want to accept me as a spiritual pet will not dare to move their minds anymore."

After Zhong Zhen said this, her eyes swept over to the Jindan monks who had looked at her greedily before, and saw that their steps had all shrunk back.

Changkong didn't notice these small details, he laughed, "Your vision is too small, what is a mere Jindan monk, even a monk in the Transformation Stage has to weigh his own weight." We and other demon cultivators only need to transform into shapes. After experiencing the thunder tribulation, your flesh and blood are comparable to high-grade spiritual treasures, you still have to cultivate well, and if you have something to do in the future, just come to me. ”

He said that he would give Zhong Zhen a message with his divine sense and inform the old nest where he had lived for a long time.

It is located in the ethereal peak of Luoyang Mountain.

Zhong Zhen was speechless for a while, what peak and what cave, it's really a beast! It seems that he is still in his own family, and he is a demon cultivator with wings, and he knows that his old nest must live very high when he hears the name.

This person's name is Changkong, and he must be a big bird. He likes to wear white. Could it be that the feathers are also white? Zhong Zhen smiled secretly, and said strangely that he was quite enthusiastic about himself, presumably thinking that everyone was a demon cultivator of the bird clan, and they were all big white birds.

The sky suddenly flew back to Bu Qingluo's side. This time, Zhong Zhen stared at him carefully, trying to see how people flew, but he saw a pair of bare feet and faintly exposed calves.

She sighed, lowered her head and pondered, if it was time to remind the senior of the sky to wear a pair of pants. It's a demon, but it's a human form. You can't always ignore decency.

Even a rogue like Li Huaixu is wearing pants!

Bu Qingluo looked at Zhong Zhen, her eyes looked familiar, and she always felt as if she had seen it somewhere. But it's impossible to think about it, the other party's appearance, you must remember it if you see it. Besides, she is thinking a lot in her heart at the moment, where is there leisure to care about the rest.

For some reason, this demon cultivator in the sky has been pestering her for nearly fifty years, and she can chase her wherever she goes.

Although there are often Taoist companions for cultivating immortals, she is dedicated to the Tao, and in this life, she is accompanied by music and rhythm, yearning for all the moving sounds in the world, and where can she tolerate others.

Only that one person...... She suddenly remembered a certain man, dressed in a green shirt, with slightly raised eyes, revealing a faint smile as gentle as the warm sun, and a deep voice like alcohol, inadvertently saying the song she played.

If the long road of cultivating immortals really wants to be accompanied by people, it can only be him.

Bu Qingluo didn't know when she would see that person again. I only met him twice in the border city, the first time I said the sound of the stream in her music, and the second time I saw him was two years ago, but he didn't say a word, and listened silently.

She couldn't help but ask: "Dare to ask the seniors about their surnames, do you know the meaning of the music played by the juniors today?" ”

"Don't dare to be in the name of the seniors, there is a sequence of hearing the Tao, and this song of the step girl is the wind blowing the green pines in the mountains. It just so happens that my name is also Qingsong, Mu Qingsong! ”

Mu Qingsong, Bu Qingluo......

Qingluo was born by clinging to Qingsong, although she was unwilling to cling to others, she couldn't forget the gentleman in the fairy.

A pool of spring water was wrinkled by the song and wet the green shirt.

The flute suddenly became tactful with a faint lingering meaning, but no one could hear it.

Since deciding to dissociate herself from the family and say goodbye to the sect, Bu Qingluo has been earning spirit stones with her music, and she has traveled to many places and met a lot of people.

Those people were just momentarily moved, momentarily emotional, and momentarily embarrassed. At the end of the song, the fate of the player and the listener is over.

Bu Qingluo suddenly realized that she was just an ordinary woman, and she hoped that one person could interpret the meaning of the war.

can end the song, and people will not disperse!

At the end of the song, she turned to ask Changkong beside her, "Why do you like to listen to me?" ”

The first time I listened to the step girl's playing, Changkong thought it was very good. He couldn't help but think of when he was a little bird, just learned to fly in the air, his wings trembling in the cold wind, but he was full of infinite pleasure, as if he had broken free from the shackles, and the whole sky was his home.

He couldn't say why, stared at Bu Qingluo's face, and said affectionately, "I just think it sounds good." ”

Bu Qingluo lowered her eyes and sighed secretly, it was really unlucky. At the end of the song, there is only the sky where the ghost lingers!

Zhong Zhen didn't hear the meaning of Bu Qingluo's song, because she had already followed Hong Tianming out of the heavenly immortal and immortal, and Luo Liyi next to her supported Xiao Bufan, who was faltering.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, Xiao Bufan's chest straightened, and he whispered to Luo Liyi next to him to let go of his hand. He performed a dust purification technique, cleaning the dust and blood from his body and spitting out blood, and strode forward.

This person is a person who can stretch and bend, Zhong Zhen praised in his heart.

It's just that she's a little worse, she added by the way. (To be continued.) )