As soon as Qin Guanglan's clothes moved, the faces of the few surviving monks on the opposite side had already begun to turn blue.

Immediately afterward, their complexion turned from blue to white. It was a kind of white that was completely bloodless, and I don't know if I was frightened or forcibly suppressed by the spiritual pressure on Qin Guanglan's body.

At this time, the pillar finally stopped looking at the monks, but turned his head to look at Nuomi, and then at the angry half-demons behind Nuomi. Obviously, the half-demon's thoughts were not the same as those of Nuomi and Qin Guanglan, and they didn't want to let those few surviving monks escape. If they could, they would have pounced on the spot and bitten the throats of the monks.

"Ada, old bear, shut up." Glutinous rice frowned and scolded in a low voice.

Several half-demons did not dare to disobey Nuomi's order, as if they had suddenly lost their fire, and there was no sound in an instant, and even the sound that came out of their throats was suppressed. Still, they stubbornly glared at the monks in front of them, showing them their silver, sharp teeth, as if they could pounce at any moment.

The monks who had survived the chaos of the human world had even more pale faces at this time.

They were slowly retreating, each step as if they were stepping on the edge of the cotton, so that they were not sure whether they had touched the ground or if they would fall directly to the ground if they were not careful. Their feet seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that they could barely lift them. Unbeknownst to them, their clothes were soaked with sweat and clung to them. And the bangs on their foreheads were dripping with sweat at this time.

Qin Guanglan didn't think about harming the lives of these monks after all, he was a monk who had been educated by the regular sect, although he was often not four or six, he also had his own inherent pride. In some major matters of right and wrong, in matters concerning life, it is always a little more prudent and benevolent than ordinary casual cultivation.

Several monks slowly retreated to a place where they could not see Qin Guanglan, but Qin Guanglan's spiritual pressure still did not return. Although they couldn't see Qin Guanglan, they could feel that Qin Guanglan's spiritual pressure was already firmly locked on them. Even if they escaped for another three miles, maybe Qin Guanglan would still be able to suppress them inquiringly.

If they still had a hint of luck, at this time, even the last bit of luck had disappeared.

Several people didn't have time to look at each other. After feeling that the spiritual pressure on his body was a little looser, he quickly turned around and fled to the bottom of the fairy peak.

At this time, Nuomi had already spoken to Ah Da and them. She didn't care about the monks.

"When you see the monks in the future, tell them early that this is the place of the Thousand Thousand Sects, and ask them to leave. But if they refuse to leave, it is not too late for you to attack. Look, it's a loss now. Nuomi pointed to the cave and the mountain.

Unexpectedly, the old bear suddenly put his huge head in front of Nuomi. With a smile on his face, he said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Lord, give the pill back. ”

Glutinous rice was stunned for a long time, and then finally realized what Lao Xiong was talking about. It turns out that this guy has already been eyeing the elixir of glutinous rice for a long time. He felt that even if he was injured, he would definitely be able to get the elixir, so he didn't care about what Nuomi had just said. Lao Xiong, like Ah Da, is a man with a tendon, maybe at this time he has already begun to think about how to get injured in his head, so that he can ask for pills from glutinous rice.

"You" glutinous rice was a little crying and laughing, and thought about it. "If there are any more injuries, I won't give medicine." The injury is small, but not every monk you meet is so ordinary. If you come to a more powerful one, I will directly beat you to death, and I will make a grave for you with the elixir at that time. Are you willing? ”

Lao Xiong hurriedly shook his head and said repeatedly, "Not happy, not happy." ”

"That's it. If you were really killed, how could I waste the elixir like that. I think I've seen a recipe before. There are a lot of strange elixirs described above. Among them, it seems that there is a demon bear bile, and the tongue coating of the thousand-year-old bear demon is said to be very delicious when cooking with the front paws of the bear demon. If you can find a good spiritual kitchen, you can also make dishes that prolong life, well, the demon pill of the half-demon is said to be a very special tonic."

Before the glutinous rice was finished, the old bear had already screamed miserably, and suddenly pounced into the fairy forest on the side, trying to block his figure with two spirit trees growing side by side. However, his size was too large, and although the two spirit trees were already very strong, they still couldn't completely stop him from him. He threw himself behind the tree, and his trembling body could still be seen from both sides of the tree.

Not to mention Qin Guanglan and glutinous rice, at this time, even the pillar couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, and it was easy to take back the expression on his face, and he couldn't collect it too completely, so it looked a little weird.

But the old bear seemed to believe it seriously, and only felt that if he died, or even maybe he was only seriously injured, he would be cut into pieces of glutinous rice and made into all kinds of pills or spiritual vegetables.

Even Ah Da and the others seemed to believe it, and while their eyes widened and they looked down at their bodies, they put their ears completely on their heads, but they couldn't stop their ears from shaking slightly. Looking at them like that, it seems that they are looking at their bodies more, estimating how many delicious and alchemy things they have on their bodies.

After such calculations, even the rat demon Dong'er is desperate.

In the monk's account, the rat demon is of no great use. Only the most unruly monks would use the teeth of the rat demon instead of metal to refine some short swords and daggers for self-defense. But although he didn't have any other parts of his body that could be used for medicine or other purposes, he still had at least one demon pill. As long as there is this demon pill, maybe Nuomi will dig out his demon pill and put it into medicine.

"Ahhhh I'm me, I'm knocking my teeth down for you. You, you, keep the demon pill for me, keep it. Dong'er said tremblingly.

The other half-demons instantly glared at the cave.

His teeth can be knocked out, but can the bear demon disemboweling and squeezing out the bile? Did the wolf demon take the initiative to cut off his claws and peel off his skin?

Nuomi was instantly made laughing and crying by them.

The pillar also laughed and said, "I don't want your things, you can put them away by yourself." ”

Qin Guanglan laughed instantly.

Nuomi suddenly became even more complaining, pulled the pillar, and said, "Senior brother, do I always abuse them on weekdays?" How to tell them a joke, they took it seriously. If I knew this, I wouldn't have to feed the barbecue every day."

Before she finished speaking, several half-demons instantly got up from the ground and shouted in unison, "No!" No way! ”

Even the old bear, who had just shrunk behind the two spirit trees, stretched out his head, stretched his head out, and shook his head desperately.

This barbecue has probably become an important thing in their lives, and nothing can be deducted. Seeing that they had such a great attachment to eating, Nuomi didn't know what to say, so he could only shake his head, pull the pillar, and say, "Forget it, leave them alone." Senior brother, let's go back. ”

A few half-demons were still shouting "No, no." ”

By this time, however, their shouts had weakened, not at all as if they were shouting, but as if they were wailing.

"Chengchengcheng, I won't deduct your meat." Qin Guanglan saw that Nuomi had already turned his head, so he could only reluctantly promise those half-demons.

Although the few half-demons were a little suspicious, they turned their heads to look at Nuomi, and it could be seen that Nuomi didn't raise any objections, so they were relieved and stood in front of Qin Guanglan and nodded violently.

Qin Guanglan couldn't help but laugh, and explained to them again, asking them to be more vigilant when patrolling and digging water outside. If you meet a monk, you should be the first to open your mouth to identify yourself, explain that this is the floor of the Thousand Thousand Sects, and ask them to withdraw. If the opponent is the first to attack, then counterattack back.

A few half-demons nodded again, indicating that they understood and remembered.

Glutinous rice floated from afar, and a sentence said, "If you don't listen to the master, I won't give you enough to eat." ”

A few half-demons nodded harder, as if they wanted to throw their heads off, and Qin Guanglan was terrified.

Qin Guanglan was still a little uneasy when she saw their stupid appearance. But when I think about it, it's useless if I'm not at ease. Now there are only so many people available in the sect, and there is no way to free up people to follow these half-demons. Moreover, ordinary disciples are probably not very willing to do things with a few half-demons.

Thinking about it this way, there is no way to call a few half-demons out here.

He also instructed Ah Da to look around often to avoid being attacked by the monks again, and then he also followed Nuomi back to the sect.

I don't know if their luck was too good before, or if their luck is gradually becoming a little bad now, in the following days, there are monks who come to the door one after another.

Although Qin Guanglan had already instructed a few half-demons not to conflict with those monks as much as possible, but those monks could survive in the human realm, how could they have anything to talk to, let alone listen to the words of a few half-demons. So the battle of the war, the wounded of the wounded, the flight of the fled. For a while, this unknown immortal peak actually seemed lively.

Nuomi was just a few half-demons who were telling jokes before, if they were injured, Nuomi still gave them pills and told them to recuperate and cultivate.

Those half-demons are happy every day, and even look forward to meeting foreign monks every day, fighting every day, and ending up with scars all over their bodies.