The entire inn was shrouded in silence.

The night faded and the morning light faded.

Ye Eleven, who was lying on the edge of the table and sleeping soundly, couldn't help but tremble, supported the table with both hands, and opened his hazy sleepy eyes.

Night Eleven twisted his neck, pounded his shoulders, and looked out the window at the morning sun.

In the distance, the lush trees are draped in a faint red edge, and their straight posture points straight to the pale blue sky.

The oncoming wind was mixed with the characteristic coolness of the early morning, and the cooing of birds was heard from time to time in the silent woods.

Night Eleven stood silently, his eyes fixed on a thick canopy where occasional birds flew out, and they disappeared from view of the window with a few eager birdsong, and soon flew back and hurried into the canopy.

"Are the birds still nesting?" Night Eleven whispered softly.

Ye Eleven looked back at the bed behind him, his quiet gaze fell on the pretty and quiet face, the slightly evoked smile touched his heart, and his gaze fluctuated a little.

After a long time, he turned around and stood in front of the window, quietly looking at the scenery outside, being in a wooden building, surrounded by forests on three sides, idle clouds and wild birds, which gave him the idea of living a peaceful life in the mountains.

But in the world here, I can't stay for a long time, and at the same time, I feel that I should have triggered some kind of plot mission, so I can only go step by step.

Wanting to get a lot of money, Night Eleven thought of the area where there was a lot of human activity, and that was the city and the country.

If you can control a country, then you are a lot closer to leaving this world, but when you leave and come back, is it already a matter of people.

If in real life, the day returned to reality and the night returned to the game, then decades would have passed. Thinking of a farewell for decades, Yuan Eleven hesitated, and then thought of all kinds of possibilities, faintly reluctant to linger in his heart, and pain surging in his heart.

"Eleven." Qianxue Mu Su said, the light and pleasant voice was like a marshmallow that melted in the mouth, and just a light breath calmed Yuan Eleven's tangled heart a little.

"Why didn't you call me when you woke up."

"I forgot to call you for a moment when I saw your pretty smile," Night Eleven said, "What kind of sweet dreams are you doing?" ”

Qianxue Musu stared at Ye Eleven, her expression was in a trance, and then she blushed slightly and said, "I won't tell you."

"Hehe, okay then, let's go downstairs and find something to eat." Eleven nights.

After the meal, the group gathered and marched towards the Ghost Xuanzong.

After half a day's journey, the group approached the place where the Ghost Xuanzong was located, looking at the building lying on the hillside in front of them, and the night eleven wanted to stop talking.

The buildings of the Ghost Xuanzong are gray-black as a whole, each of which is like a pile of pointed tombs, and I don't know whether it is a tombstone or a door set up in front of the tomb.

The patches of tomb-like buildings involuntarily made people feel weird, and one of the disciples exclaimed, "Are the people of the Ghost Xuan Sect really practicing the ghost path?"

Another disciple said, "With so many graves, it's really possible for them to realize the ghost path."

"If they have realized the ghost path and understood the power of ghosts, won't they be able to compete with some major sects of the righteous path?"

Qian Zhengkan stared at the hillside, his eyes were like torches, and he smiled in his heart: "It's finally time to make a move on the Ghost Xuanzong."

The faces of the several female disciples accompanying him were a little bad and they did not say anything.

Feeling the strength of Qianxue Mu Suyu's hand grasping her arm, Yuan Shiyi couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "Although it is no longer an ordinary person, no matter where it is, a girl is a girl, and in the face of these strange things, timidity should be instinctive."

Night Eleven said: "It doesn't matter if he is a ghost or a heavenly way, there is only one purpose today."

Qian Zhengkan echoed: "Destroy the Ghost Xuanzong!"

Ye Eleven smiled and said, "It seems that the Lord of the Shallow Alliance has a deep grudge with the Ghost Xuanzong."

Qianzheng Kan originally wanted to say, but you wanted to collect the gold wealth of the Ghost Xuanzong, otherwise how would the three million gold be gathered.

"I have a bad premonition," Qianxue Musu raised her eyes to stare at Ye Eleven, and continued, "Let's rescue Senior Brother and go back." ”

Everyone looked at Ye Eleven, and among the dozens of people, in terms of prestige and combat power, Qianxue Musu, a saint who has reached the middle level of the Jindan period, should be the first person, but the mortal body of Ye Eleven is the leading brother that everyone knows well, and it is also the reliance of this trip.

Looking back at everyone's eyes, Ye Eleven said: "I can go in with Qianxue, and you can answer here in case anything changes."

Then the two of them disappeared into the distance.

Before everyone could rest for a moment, a muffled sound came from afar.

Everyone stared at each other, and they all looked shocked.

Night Eleven and Asa Xue Musu rushed towards the hillside where the Ghost Xuanzong complex was located at a rapid speed.

Who knew that when the two of them were only a mile away from the hillside, a sound like muffled thunder broke through the ground in the hillside, and after a few breaths, dozens of huge black objects were suspended on the hillside.

Ye Eleven frowned, and Qianxue Musu's face also changed. The two of them immediately thought of the Sect Master of the Ghost Xuan Sect, and Qianxue Mu Su said coldly: "The Ghost Xuan is really not a person who keeps his promises."

Ye Eleven's eyes were slightly condensed, and there were so many thoughts in his heart that he couldn't say it, and the ghost Xuan was not a threat to him, but at present, a mysterious and mysterious premonition gradually became stronger.

Ye Eleven shouted: "I came to your sect this time, only for one person, I don't want to cause more trouble in the future, and I hope that you will make it convenient."

Qianxue Musu remembered what Ghost Xuan had said, and now there are some black-clothed people in the Ghost Xuan Sect, whose identities are unknown, and they only know such a character as Mingzun.

Qianxue Musu looked at Ye Eleven, the other party could actually make Ye Eleven behave so cautiously, and he should be careful.

However, after shouting three times around eleven night, no one responded, and even the shadow of the insect was not found.

In the distance, Qianzhengkan's eyes stared quietly at the black giant in the air, and his face was slightly gloomy. The disciples on the side looked nervous, and those black giants exuded strange fluctuations, making people's hearts blocked at a glance, and their qi and blood were blocked. Still, they had something in their hearts that they wanted to shout: Come on!

Night Eleven and the two confronted dozens of huge black objects in the air, and they did not move for a while.

As the minutes passed, those huge black objects rose and fell, rising and falling, and it seemed that the strength that supported them had weakened.

Ye Eleven shouted again: "If you want to put on such a big formation, it will be a lot of consumption, why don't you sell someone a thin noodle at night, and let me take away the young man you captured."

The entire hillside was empty, with only dozens of black giants hanging in the air.

Then a sneer came, and several people dressed in black slowly walked out of several graves.

The black-clothed man in the center of his vision shouted, "Your thin noodles? Which green onion are you? ”

Another person smiled and said: "A little doll, bring a little girl, hey, a girl in the Jindan period, I didn't expect there to be a good seedling here."

Another person answered: "This male baby is just a mortal, this female baby, but it is also a country and a city, and the water is very smart." Hey, little girl, if you're comfortable waiting for me, I'll leave you with a good corpse. ”

The man laughed, his laughter full of sarcasm and disdain, and his eyes full of obscenity.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Eleven was not as angry as they thought, and they saw his face turn cold.

The disciples in the distance were immediately unhappy when they heard this, their faces were indignant, and those dog thieves didn't dare to show their true faces, and they actually humiliated the saint so much.

On the side, Qian Zhengkan smiled secretly, he was greatly surprised by Ye Eleven's actions before, but after seeing those people in black, even he was shocked. I am afraid that the cultivation of these people is not lower than the sixth order of the Jindan stage, and if they really want to deal with it themselves, I am afraid they will have to pay a lot of price.

But these people dared to be so frivolous and shallow, which made him convinced that this time the ghost slaying Xuan was nine out of ten, even if there was an unknown master sitting here, he would be taken down by Night Eleven.

"The toad jumps into the oil pot," Ye Eleven sneered, "Look for death!"

Qianxue Musu's originally cold face couldn't help but laugh because of Ye Eleven's words.

"The kid who has not dried up dares to say that we are toads!" A hot-tempered man in black took the lead and rushed over with a black stick in his hand.