The monks of the major forces are all speculating and doubting, and the Shangqing Sect, which is the first decent sect in the ancient Eastern Wilderness, has been completely furious, and the power of the major forces is also silently guarded.

Everyone knows what the tip of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword means to the Shangqing Sect.

There is no such big force, at this time, to touch the brow of Shangqing Sect.

Ye Luo was here, his cultivation was low, and he left in a low-key manner, and when he walked to the periphery of the crowd, he was also interrogated by several disciples of the Shangqing Sect.

However, the disciples of the Shangqing Sect saw that Ye Luo was low-key and his strength was also very low, so he asked a few words contemptuously, and then let him go.

The red drizzle dropped, and a thin layer of red snow-like things had accumulated on the ground, which looked a little strange and cold in the streets and alleys of the ancient city.

Ye Luo made his way through the crowd and walked towards an alley.

"Amitabha, donor, you can let the monk and me find it easily!" Before Ye Luo walked into the alley, he heard the voice of a familiar monk that made people's teeth sour.

Ye Luo turned his head and saw that the powerful fat monk had appeared behind him again.

"Master, you've already robbed everything you should have robbed, what are you still looking for me?" Ye Luo gritted his teeth and opened his mouth word by word.

"Amitabha, the donor may have misunderstood, that's not robbery, it's the incense money that the donor voluntarily gave away." The monk's face was extremely serious, as if he was saying something very sacred.

Ye Luo gritted his teeth, he had too many secrets, and he didn't want to talk to this monk more, and said: "Just take it as the incense money I paid, and I have paid everything that should be paid, why are you still coming to me?" ”

"Amitabha, anger hurts the liver, the donor's heart is not calm enough, you should feel lucky, meeting a poor monk is the biggest opportunity in your life, at least, you know where to call incense money.

Before, you were too anxious to donate incense money, and the poor monks forgot to introduce themselves. The fat monk had a serious face.

Ye Luo looked at this monk who was more shameless than a donkey, and really wanted to pump his hand in his face, but seeing that this monk's strength was too strong, he could only endure it for the time being.

Yue Bude, it's really not a good deal!

"Ye Luo!" Ye Luo said two words, and then said, "If it's okay, I'll leave first." ”

"Amitabha, don't be in a hurry to leave, donate that thing as incense money, the poor monk has been looking for you for so long, just to let you do good deeds again." Monk Yue Bude spoke.

"What's that?" Ye Luo was stunned.

"Something in the dragon's mouth!" Yue Bude took a step forward, his face was full of red light, and then said: "The donor is worthy of donating incense money to the Buddha, but I didn't expect that even the things in the dragon's mouth could be picked up." ”

"What's in the dragon's mouth?" Ye Luo frowned.

"Donor, don't make trouble, it's that bronze pimple!" The Buddha beads on Yue Bude's neck trembled, and in his eyes, there was a trace of excitement that had been hidden for a long time, and it burst out quietly.

The bronze bump, that is, the lost, above the sky, among the dragon head that was blown up, the thing?

Ye Luo's heart was churning, but he pretended to have a shocked look on his face, but he didn't say a word, turned around and ran quickly in the direction of the pit again.

Yue Bude's speed was faster, and he grabbed Ye Luo and said: "Amitabha, donor, calm, the poor monk looked away before, and then he came out of the big pit, and the poor monk learned that it was the thing in the dragon's mouth, hand it over, that thing is fierce, your concentration is too weak, you can't suppress it." ”

"Calm down, damn it, didn't you identify that thing before, it's a bronze pimple? I also took a closer look at it at the time, and I was sure that it was a bronze bump, so I threw it away. Ye Luo looked anxious.

Yue Bude's calm face suddenly changed, and he grabbed Ye Luo's shoulder, and he didn't care about the image of the monk anymore, and said, "Ami is a Buddha, where did you throw it?" ”

Yue Bude said as he quickly used the secret technique to check Ye Luo's body again, but found nothing.

"In the pit, it's the place where I stood before, and I threw it away." Ye Luo looked remorseful.

"Ami, fuck the Buddha, I'm gone, the thing I got was thrown away by myself, that thing must not be snatched away by outsiders." Yue Bude's figure suddenly flashed, like a streamer, and rushed towards the direction of the big pit.

After Ye Luo pretended to run forward for two more steps, his face quickly regained his composure, and he was shocked in his heart, that bronze bump turned out to be something in the dragon's mouth?

This special drop, this unscrupulous monk who cheated his father, he really looked away before!

Ye Luo's heart was furious, and he tried to keep calm, stood in place for a while, and saw that the monk had not returned, so he turned around and left again, even more low-key.

The red drizzle continued to fall, and Ye Luo gathered all his breath, looking lonely, humble, and weak.

Ye Luo walked about twenty steps, and in a chance turn of the year, he suddenly saw a non-human footprint on the cold ground where a layer of red drizzle as thin as red snow had accumulated.

The footprints were of a donkey!

Among the footprints of many people, the footprints of the donkey are particularly eye-catching.

Ye Luo couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly remembered that when the monk was in the pit, he said that the power of the major forces, when he snatched the tip of the Immortal Ancient Sword before, he didn't find the tip of the sword, but only saw a donkey.

Ye Luo's mind moved, and he followed the footprints of the donkey and walked into an alley.

Moments later, around the corner of the alley.

"Hehe, little girl, if you agree to practice with me, I will save you, tsk, such a pink, youthful and energetic, youthful and beautiful girl is also rare in the cultivation world" An evil voice sounded at the corner of the alley.

"You, you shameless!" A girl's voice rang out next.

"Hehe, little girl, you have misunderstood, the secret technique of our Hehuan Sect is a must between heaven and earth, but all the women who practice with our Hehuan Sect cannot cultivate to a great extent, and can nourish youth and burst into vitality, which is the way of yin and yang harmony." The evil voice sounded again.

When Ye Luo heard these two voices, a touch of coldness suddenly emanated from his puzzled eyes.

Then, Ye Luo walked to the corner of the alley, turned his head, and looked at another alley where the voice came from.

Ye Luo suddenly saw that in the alley, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, carrying an unconscious woman, holding a head with dull red eyes, and convulsions from time to time, seemed to be unconscious, and was fighting with a walking corpse.

The walking corpse had the appearance of the ninth layer of Qi training, and the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was struggling to support herself in front of the walking corpse.

And not far from that girl, a young male cultivator in a strange red dress was watching this scene with a pair of playful eyes, and kept coercing and seducing the girl in his mouth to cultivate with him, otherwise, he would not come to the rescue.

This seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl is Zhou Xiaoyu!

The unconscious woman who exuded the smell of books on her back was Yu Ji!