"Xiao Lang." Xiao Lang only replied with these two words, and then turned his gaze to Xuan Ji.

Originally, Xiao Lang thought that according to Xuan Ji's tone, he would refuse the "invitation" of the Great Holy Hall for himself, but he didn't expect that after Xuan Ji touched his gaze, he lowered his eyes and didn't say a word, with a look of hesitation between his brows.

"Please also ask Xiao Gongzi to follow us on a journey and meet the Great Sage, and Bai Yi and I will naturally send you back after staying for a while." Shanzi continued.

"Not interested." Since Xuan Ji was not ready to speak, Xiao Lang said so.

Xiao Lang wouldn't have any good feelings for these demons, let alone this kind of proposal to meet strangers, he really didn't have the slightest interest in it.

Shanzi Demon Monarch was not surprised by Xiao Lang's answer, and also turned his gaze to Xuan Ji.

Xuan Ji sighed, but raised her head and said to Xiao Lang, "Xiao Lang, you should go on a trip." ”

Xiao Lang was stunned, he didn't expect that Xuan Ji, who should have rejected them the most, would actually persuade himself in turn.

It's not like she's always done, not at all. On weekdays, Xuan Ji sees herself as "strict", as if she is afraid that she will abandon her wife and daughter if she sees an opportunity. But now, how could Xuanji speak for them?

If it is said that there is a hardship, but Xiao Lang listened carefully to the conversation between the two of them, and did not hear that Shanzi had any coercive intentions, and with Xuan Ji's cultivation identity, the Great Holy Hall was afraid that it would not be able to come up with anything to coerce her.

So why didn't she want to go, and she didn't agree to let Xiaowan go, but she wanted to persuade herself to go to see the Great Sage?

Xiao Lang didn't know. Asked directly: "For what?" ”

"Just go. You don't believe them. Don't you believe me? Xuan Ji said this, but there was a rare hint of low guilt in her tone: "Actually, this time, you have to go sooner or later." ”

Xiao Lang asked rhetorically: "What about Xiaowan, what should she do?" ”

"Now is not the time for your children to grow up, Xiaowan is in Zixuan Cave and I am taking care of her, do you still have to worry about her safety?" Xuanji said.

"I don't want to go." Xiao Lang actually played Lai directly, just like what Shanzi said just now, whether to go or not. With feet growing on your body, the decision is your own after all, as long as you don't want to go, who can force yourself?

Wait, Xiao Lang suddenly had a bad idea.

Sure enough, when Xuan Ji saw this, she turned back, not letting Xiao Lang see her expression, and said to Shanzi: "Take him away, don't hurt him." ”

After speaking, he turned his face sideways and came to Xiao Lang's side. actually directly cast a spell to take out the jade bamboo building from Xiao Lang's body, and then opened the door of the cave. Walked in.

There was no longer a trace of hesitation, as if Xuan Ji had decided to abandon Xiao Lang as an outcast, and she didn't even dare to look back, nor did she dare to look at Xiao Lang's face again.

Xiao Lang stood on the spot, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, the matter has come to this, what else is there to say.

Regardless of whether Xiao Lang himself admits it or not, the reason why these two demon monarchs talk calmly with him is mostly for the sake of Xuan Ji's face, otherwise whether it is according to his human identity or Jin Dan's cultivation, in front of the two demon monarchs, they are just fish and meat on the board.

Even if the Great Sage wanted to "invite" himself, these two could directly tie himself up.

Shanzi smiled, and after seeing Xuanji leave, he took out a boat-shaped magic weapon from the treasure bag, and placed it floating on the top of the mountain in the void, but saw that the wooden boat shuttle instantly grew into the size of a hundred zhang, and a gate opened in the belly of the boat, and the gangway three or four meters high slid straight down to the ground.

Seeing this, Bai Yi didn't say much, summoned a bell and shook it three times, Xiao Lang couldn't hear the bell, but it was just a stick of incense, and the little demon who had originally scattered out to clean up the traces returned to the boat shuttle with Bai Yi.

"Young Master Xiao, please too." Shanzi waved his hand and said, it was to this point that he was still very polite to Xiao Lang, and he was not humiliated because Xiao Lang lost his "big backer".

Whether it is Bai Yi or Shanzi, in Xiao Lang's opinion, no matter his speech, demeanor or expression, not only does he not look like a murderous villain, but also has no anger, his gestures are more polite and observant than too many cultivators, and he does not look like a wicked person who can commit heinous murder at all.

Sure enough, it's because of the different paths of demons. In their eyes, killing more people is like a butcher killing more cattle and sheep, and there will be no guilt at all, which is really a common thing.

In the face of the mountain that is higher than his own unknown realm, Xiao Lang will not do that meaningless struggle and resistance, so in addition to self-inflicted humiliation, Xiao Lang really can't think of a second adjective-

Within half a day, Xiao Lang walked out of the cabin, he heard of Yingxia Mountain for the first time, and it was also the first time he came to Yingxia Mountain, in his original imagination, this should have been another Shura battlefield with countless dead corpses, and the demon cultivators and Confucianism fought here in a mess, but he never expected that the place in his eyes was smooth and white.

Yingxia Mountain is no more than a thousand feet high, and even the top of the mountain will not collect too much snow, so what Xiao Lang saw was a majestic ancient building that reached into the sky!

Bai Yi and Shanzi led Xiao Lang to a stop in front of the two giant doors that shone with a shiny copper color, and Xiao Lang glanced up, trying to get a full glimpse of the whole picture in his limited field of vision. When you look at it from a distance, this ancient building is as thin as a bamboo strip, like a canglan snow sword straight into the top of Yingxia Mountain.

Now that he is closer, Xiao Lang can't see the panorama of the ancient building. If this tower-like thing has existed for a long time, then according to the temperament of those casual players, they will definitely show off in the forum, but since it doesn't, it can only mean that the Great Holy Hall Demon Cultivator has just been built recently!

What a big deal this is?

The exterior walls of the ancient building are all made of the finest white snow jade, and there is no trace of debris stains throughout the body. And Xiao Lang stands on this hundred-zhang platform, is suspended in the air stretched out of Yingxia Mountain, with glass chips coupled, not even half a nail root, not blocking the line of sight, to look down at the mountain stream, such as a person suspended in mid-air, if a timid cultivator stands here, I am afraid that he will directly make a flying sword to save his life.

Xiao Lang had seen the majesty of the Lock Demon Tower, and at that time he knew that it was not a powerful cultivator who had no means to build a tower, but compared with this white jade high-rise building that looked like a tower, whether it was scale or gorgeous, it was shabby to the point of being incomparable, as pitiful as a child's play with mud and wood.

Mo said that mortals are the Twelve Heavenly Gates, and Xiao Lang has never heard of anyone who can build a building that towers into the sky in the air on the side of the mountain.

No, even on the flat ground, Xiao Lang didn't think anyone would be able to have such an immortal method.

In Xiao Lang's eyes, this is really built by immortals, but unfortunately, he knows the Tao even more, and the one who built this unnamed building is a group of demon cultivators, a group of demon cultivators who are no different from beasts in the eyes of human cultivators.

The bronze door was wide open, and it was not a warrior in golden armor holding a lance who greeted everyone, nor a half-human demon with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, but a delicate and graceful snow-white figure.

"This is Xiao Gongzi, the slave family has long heard of Xiao Gongzi's name, and when I see it today, I ...... it" A delicate voice sounded from her mouth, accompanied by an indescribable fragrance of skin: "When I see it today, it's nothing more than that." (To be continued......)