Nuomi was no matter how scared she was in her heart, she could only follow Ye Fan's steps step by step towards the front of the stone door room. If she left Ye Fan a little bit, she would definitely be involved in the spiritual pressure outside, suppressed to death, and maybe even suppressed to death.

Ye Fan also knew that she couldn't be left alone to face those spiritual pressures, so he pulled her tightly with one hand, pushed open the stone door and walked into the room.

As soon as he pushed the door open, the spiritual pressure that poured out of the room rushed out even more violently. The glutinous rice was close behind Ye Fan, and it still felt as if standing in a raging storm, and it was as if he had grabbed a reef in the stormy waves, and he didn't dare to let go at all.

She secretly looked back, only to see that after the stone gate was opened, the two outer disciples of the Great Cloud Mist Peak who were still standing not far in front of the stone gate also showed sad expressions on their faces, and they couldn't help but retreat some distance.

Nuomi followed Ye Fan all the way into the room, and the first thing that caught her eye was a man sitting diagonally in the innermost part of the hall - it was probably a little inaccurate to say that it was a man. Because the man had long blue hair that reached almost the ground, tied behind his head with a hairpin, and the side was facing the direction of the door, so that people could not see his face clearly, but just from the clothes on his body and the long hair behind him, it really made people a little unable to distinguish between male and female.

Nuomi will instantly feel that it is a man, purely a gut feeling. Because it is from this person that the oppressive spiritual pressure comes from this person. In addition to being very arrogant and arrogant, this person also has a chilling feeling on his body. Although he was only sitting alone, he was more eye-catching than the other immortals who were staring at him on the other end.

After following Ye Fan closer, Nuomi realized that the "man" was not only male and female, but also most likely not a human at all.

I saw that the "person" had a row of fine and dense light cyan scales on his forehead, which looked like fish scales, but smaller, growing all the way until he disappeared into the position of his sideburns. I want to have a small bulge on the top of my forehead, as if it were a meat horn. Although he sits, he still gives people the feeling of being tall, as if he can stand up and be taller than ordinary people.

Glutinous rice shrank behind Ye Fan again, wishing that he could completely shrink into the crack in the ground.

The person sitting there seemed to be as she thought, a monk who had something to do with the red beast soul, and didn't look like a human being, but like a demon cultivator, the aura exuded from his body was completely different from what Nuomi had felt before, with a charm of both good and evil in it.

Nuomi suddenly found out why when she was outside the door because of his aura, she remembered the soul element hidden in her body, because whether it was the person's aura or the soul element she hid, they all carried a kind of demon beast aura, which was completely different from that of ordinary monks.

"Oh, did anyone bring it?"

The sitting demon cultivator was originally looking at the group of immortals next to him, but when he heard a sound at the door, he turned his head and swept Ye Fan with his eyes, and then his eyes fell on Nuomi.

The glutinous rice couldn't help but shrink back again. If Ye Fan wasn't still holding her hand, she would have wanted to hide behind Ye Fan completely and block herself behind that person's gaze.

The man's hair was turquoise, but his eyes were a deep purple, like a deep jewel.

He saw that Nuomi was almost completely hiding behind Ye Fan, so he smiled slightly, got up from the chair, and said in a soft voice, "Did it scare you?" I'm not targeting people outside, it's really too hateful for the group of celestial immortals next to me. Don't be afraid, come and let me see. ”

Nuomi listened to his voice and couldn't help but be stunned, so she cautiously stretched out her head to take a look.

The man was as tall as Nuomi thought, and when he stood in the room, he almost touched the roof. But his body was by no means stout, and there was a softness in his voice, as if he could speak the words directly to the hearts of others.

The immortals sitting on the side were probably fighting with that demon cultivator, but now after listening to the demon cultivator's words, they all showed an unhappy look on their faces. However, they were all arrogant, and when they listened to the demon cultivator's words, they didn't refute it, they just sat quietly on the side, but they were already a little impatient.

Nuomi first looked up at Ye Fan's face, and then took a small step forward.

With a smile on his face, the demon cultivator stretched out his hand towards Nuomi, and really withdrew all his spiritual pressure, without any intention of embarrassing Nuomi.

Ye Fan naturally didn't want the glutinous rice to pass, but this time he just wanted to bring the glutinous rice to this person, and he couldn't stop the glutinous rice. Seeing that the demon cultivator had already put back the spiritual pressure, he let go of Nuomi's hand, and gently pushed Nuomi behind him, signaling Nuomi to walk in front of the demon cultivator.

Nuomi had just taken a step forward, and the demon cultivator had already squatted down, looked at Nuomi with a smile, patted his chest, and said, "Hello Little Monk, my name is Jiao Suqing, what is your name?" ”

"I, I...... Don't you know my name? Nuomi didn't think that the other party would talk to her in such a kind way, and she had never seen anyone squat down and look at her gaze, and she was suddenly a little flattered.

Jiao Suqing shook his head, and even the blue hair on his head shook around, "I want to hear you tell me your name." ”

If Nuomi looked back, he could find that Ye Fan's face had changed behind him, and even the group of immortals on the side had become solemn. However, she didn't look back, but blushed slightly because of Jiao Suqing's words, and said in a thin voice, "My name is Nuomi." ”

"Glutinous rice...... Don't you have a last name? ”

Glutinous rice shook her head.

Jiao Suqing let out a low "oh", then reached out and grabbed Nuomi's hand, and slowly walked to the place where she was sitting.

Nuomi was already prepared in her heart, ready to accept the test that Jiao Suqing did to her like those immortals, but unexpectedly, Jiao Suqing didn't mean that at all, but sat down on the chair, reached out to pick up Nuomi, and put her small body on her knees.

Jiao Suqing is quite tall, even if he sits like this, puts the glutinous rice on his knees, the glutinous rice is only the height of Fang Shi's chest, and it looks even more petite and exquisite. He didn't release the spiritual pressure towards the glutinous rice, nor did he put the true yuan force into the glutinous rice's body, holding the glutinous rice's hand, but he just whispered to the glutinous rice.

"You know, I wouldn't have come to this place, and I really don't want to come. It's good to hide in your nest and cultivate, isn't it? You see, I haven't been able to take back the horns of flesh on my head, and I still have to cultivate for hundreds of years before I can come out to meet people. Jiao Suqing smiled and pointed to the corner of the flesh on his head, and bent down slightly, holding the little hand of glutinous rice to touch.

The glutinous rice was pinched by Jiao Suqing's small hand, and she carefully covered her palm on one of the small bulges on Jiao Suqing's forehead, only to find that the bulge was not as hard as she imagined. It was as if a small heart was buried under the bulge, beating slightly. After she covered her hand, it seemed that she could still feel blood flowing under Jiao Suqing's skin. Moreover, it is very warm, a little higher than the temperature of Jiao Suqing's palm.

"Well, I feel it, this is a very fragile and important place, and I have to hide it. If it weren't for the group of self-proclaimed immortals who killed the general of our spirit and demon realm, I wouldn't have the spare time to come to you, and it would have made people think that I was making trouble. Xiao Nuomi, in order to prevent their tricks from succeeding, will you go back to the spirit and demon realm with me? ”

Glutinous rice instantly didn't know how to answer.

No one has ever asked her opinion before doing anything. Whether it was Qingming Zhenren or Ye Fan, or those immortals, even when Xiao Jingyan was in the Miscellaneous Servants' Mansion when he said that he wanted to partner with her to open the furnace alchemy for the monks outside, in fact, those people never asked her mind first.

What's more, Jiao Suqing also put the soft corner of the flesh into her palm, as if she put the soft heart on her hand, and the temperature directly burned to the bottom of her heart.

She could feel that Jiao Suqing's words were sincere, if she refused, the other party would definitely not be reluctant. But because of this, she was even more overwhelmed. At this time, the meaning of those immortals, together with Ye Fan's meaning, she couldn't help but put it aside first, and at this moment, she could only concentrate on what Jiao Suqing asked her.

"I ...... I...... But...... Even the immortals don't know if I'm the one they're looking for. Nuomi thought about it for a long time, and could only respond hesitantly.

"You mean the reincarnation of the Nine Heavens Dragon Xuannu? I don't care if you are the reincarnation of the Nine Heavens Dragon Xuannu, even if you are really not good, I just want to take Xiao Nuomi back to the spirit demon world. You don't have to think too much about other things. Although our Spirit Demon Realm does not have enough aura in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, it is much better than that of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, don't you want to take a look with me? Jiao Suqing was still smiling, staring at the glutinous rice with a pair of eyes, just waiting for the glutinous rice to nod and agree.

The glutinous rice was even more stunned.

What Jiao Suqing said seemed to be something that no one had ever said to her. Along the way, is there anyone who really treats her well and needs her just because she is glutinous rice?

These words had never been spoken to her, but in fact, they were what she most longed to hear. (To be continued.)