Nine years later, in the Shu Mountain: a towering cliff wall calmly towers in the mountains, if it were not for the cracks on the cliff and the existence of the immortal sealing formation, no one would have believed that this place was the Chiyou Blood Cave of the year, the churning blood mist and demonic energy have slowly calmed down since a year later, and the black clouds and howling wind have disappeared without a trace, and then the plants that have long since died have begun to slowly recover and reborn, and it has not been long since the time has recovered to be the same as before the appearance of the blood demon, Lush vegetation almost covers the surface of the cliffs, a few ancient pines swaying in the wind have grown young branches, and the faint chirping of birds can be seen between the green cliffs, accompanied by warm sunlight and a blue sky without a trace of impurities.

But not far from here, a Taoist sitting on a ledge, but constantly exuding a discordant murderous aura and cold, he was wearing a gorgeous white background blue pattern robe, not only the buckle is made of gold wire, but also inlaid with a nail-sized sea blue gem, with the heavenly silk woven robe, so that this Taoist can't help but exude a noble aura, this kind of luxury similar to the secular world of the royal unique greatly suppressed the unique temperament of the immortal family, If it weren't for the flying sword jellyfish ice spirit constantly circling beside him constantly emitting a blue halo, he would be more like a traveling prince than a sword immortal monk, he was very dissatisfied with Qing Lanzi that day, and Cangjie, who was also one of the seven sons in the clouds, he was obviously in a very bad mood at the moment, his originally handsome facial features were a little distorted at the moment, and his face was full of gloomy and murderous aura The original ethereal and dusty temperament was gone.

Cangjie looked at the peaceful and peaceful mountains in front of him and thought in his heart: "Master, isn't his old man a little confused, he actually asked me to guard the so-called Chiyou Blood Cave here for nine years, no matter how strong the so-called Youquan Old Monster is, it is just one person, can it be that it can cause any damage to our Emei, isn't it still hiding in the blood cave silently, these evil demons and demons are just trying to grandstand, now I'm afraid it has already slipped away, and I don't know how long I have to stare at here stupidly." ”

It's no wonder that he is so unhappy in his heart, the old monster of Youquan is just the most famous of the old demons of the Demon Dao, in addition to being chased and killed by Emei very miserably, he only killed a few small sects and some scattered cultivators who add up to no more than ten people, this kind of old demon who regards Emei as an opponent has long been strange, not to mention that there are not many who can attack the golden top and even dare to appear head-on, almost all of them are hidden after looking for opportunities to kill people and seize treasures, and Youquan is only difficult to kill completely by virtue of the characteristics of blood nerves, This time, taking advantage of the topography of the Youquan Blood Cave, the three sects of the world's demons and Buddhas are all respecting Emei has been deeply imprinted in his heart, and he never thought that Youquan could cause half a threat to Emei with his own strength, the more he thought about it, the more he didn't taste Cangjie's right hand clenched and punched out against the rock wall beside him, only to hear the "boom", and the Sen Ran sword qi emanating from his arm suddenly made a big gap in the ledge.

There was a coquettish hum from behind the broken rock, and an elf the size of a palm slowly flew out with a pink halo, and the face of the elf with a soft and soft face like a peach blossom was full of painful expressions at the moment, and the snow-like skin that came out of the road under the wide peach-colored costume was also hugged, and there was a terrible crack in the golden and clear wings behind her, and after she tried to fan it twice, the whole person slowly docked on the gravel, so petite, so cute, so cute.

The little elf curled up on the side endured the pain and tried not to make a sound, but the wound almost tore the entire left wing, and the intense pain made the little guy still can't help but moan, and after finding that Cangjie fell his eyes on himself, the cute little elf raised the little face with pear blossoms and rain slightly, and tried to hide behind the rocks timidly and a little panicked, but this action exacerbated the pain in her body and made her fall down, after a slight look at the broken rocks and the fragments of flowers and plants, Cangjie understood that it was the sword qi that he had just sent out casually, and accidentally injured the little elf who was eating behind the rock.

The awe-inspiring and timid gaze of the beautiful and cute little guy in front of him immediately attracted Cangjie's attention, and he slowly stretched out his left hand and said, "Little guy, you are so weak and pitiful, the most insignificant power in the world is enough to crush you, but you are so cute......"

Facing the huge black shadow that gradually engulfed her, the pink elf tried hard to move her body to dodge, but the injury made her unable to move at all, but the thumb, which was not much smaller than her own body, not only did not bring any pain, but the green clouds emitted wrapped her injured left wing like raindrops, and soon the huge wound disappeared without a trace, and the pink elf's gaze gradually transformed from doubt and incomprehension into surprise and excitement, and after inciting her wings to fly back and forth in mid-air for a while, He stopped on Cangjie's fingers again, and looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes with admiration and gratitude, and such a cute and beautiful elf Cangjie certainly didn't feel bored, and teased this little elf with great interest.

Needless to say, this seemingly innocent and cute little elf is made of the Red Corpse Demon King, and the Demon King who exists with a spiritual body is best at manipulating and playing with people's hearts, turning others into his own puppets with charm and spiritual power, and the dissatisfaction and resentment contained in Cangjie's heart were completely seen through by her at a glance, how could such a character let go of the Red Corpse Demon King, and after a while, Cangjie fell into the trap woven by the Red Corpse Demon Lord.

The smart eyes of the little elf transformed by the red corpse constantly convey different emotions such as grievance, awe, worship, etc., although there is no language, but every smile and every move exudes a fatal attraction, but it is so natural, pure, and doubly lovable, it only took a moment to gain Cangjie's affection, and sat on his shoulder affectionately.

Under the influence of the Red Corpse Demon Lord's spiritual power and emotional suggestion, Cangjie gradually regarded her as the object of confiding, and kept saying: "I am the seventh son of the clouds with all my senior brothers, why can other senior brothers go to the world and exterminate the demon sect demons, I have to look at this rock wall here stupidly without knowing whether there is anyone, it is because my cultivation has been like this, and my cultivation is worse and worse for Senior Brother Jianying............"

The little elf turned into a red corpse also catered to him at this time, revealing an indignant gaze, and Cangjie also gushed under the influence of spiritual power charm: "At the beginning, the progress of the Nine Heavens Xuanjing passed down by my cultivation master was very fast, and the jellyfish ice spirit of the cold attribute must be extremely powerful if it is paired with an invisible sword, but the master actually gave the invisible sword to Qing Lanzi, who had just begun to cultivate the Nine Heavens Xuanjing, this is simply inexplicable, is it because his father is Qi Shuming......"

At this time, even he didn't notice it, after a vague pink aura gradually invaded his body, his emotions became more and more irritable, and the resentment in his heart towards his senior brother, junior brother, and even Shizun Baimei Zhenren gradually increased, and his complexion, which was originally only a little cold, was now distorted, he gritted his teeth and whispered: "Qing Lanzi, this waste, he must have been killed, he deserves it, hahaha, who let him try his best to forcibly occupy my invisible sword, Bai Mei only knows that he only knows favoritism Qi Shuming, deliberately let this guy inherit the Dao lineage, that's why they are all jealous and squeezing me, afraid that my talent will surpass them, and afraid that I will threaten their status, so they indulge Situ Jianying, an idiot who only knows swords! ”

Just as Cangjie was looking at the direction of Emei Jinding with resentment, and kept cursing, the elf incarnated by the Red Corpse Demon Lord also sat happily on his shoulder, letting out a bell-like crisp laugh, and an almost transparent blood-red color in the darkness looked at all this coldly.

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