Mo Xiaoyao's gray eyes flashed with a bright light, and as soon as his right hand was released, he let go of the tight pinch on He Xiaoshi.

With a "snap", He Xiaoshi smashed to the ground like mud, and he couldn't stand up again for a while.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......", He Xiaoshi touched his neck with both hands, coughed a few times in pain, and a ray of water flowed out of the corner of his eyes.

Mo Xiaoyao turned a blind eye to these, and just said in a light tone: "Fang Weijie, who knows the times, although you are a demon clan, I believe that you can understand this language, and in the future, don't have any disrespect for the old man, let alone any killing intent, do you understand?"

He Xiaoshi took a deep breath, lowered his head and was silent for a while, and said, "Understood." ”

Mo Xiaoyao nodded with some satisfaction, and said in a gentle tone: "As long as you understand your situation and identity, and don't do anything out of the ordinary, the old man will naturally not treat you badly, from now on, you will live here as my disciple, here is a radius of a hundred miles, you can walk freely, and even in the cultivation of things, you can also ask the old man for advice." ”

He Xiaoshi, who was sitting on the ground, looked up at Mo Xiaoyao's old face in amazement.

"Why, I don't believe that the old man is a human race, and he will be so good to you?" Mo Xiao looked at He Xiaoshi condescendingly and asked with a sneer.

"You...... What do you need me to do?" He Xiaoshi asked in a hoarse voice.

Mo Xiaoyao smiled and said lightly: "It's a demon clan who understands, the old man treats you like this, he has something to ask for, the old man needs a lot of your essence blood every day, as for the use, you don't need to ask more, of course, the old man will also give you the blood pill every day to help you recover your blood, so that your body should be worry-free, in addition, every other month, the old man needs a drop of your heart's blood, and then the old man will come to take it." ”

A fine light flashed in He Xiaoshi's eyes, his body trembled slightly, and he said in a cold tone: "Senior, this is when I am a pig and a sheep, and I can take it as I want?"

Mo Xiaoyao smiled with a nonchalant "hehe": "Of course you can disagree, it doesn't matter." The old man only needs to imprison you here, send someone to force you to take the blood pill every day, and take your essence blood every day, but when the time comes, the old man will not be so polite, how to choose, you can decide for yourself!"

He Xiaoshi's eyes flashed with shame, and after a long time, he took a deep breath and said, "I want to be free." ”

After Mo Xiaoyao heard it, he nodded noncommittally, and then said something in his heart.

A wisp of black mist shot out of Mo Xiaoyao's heart, and then began to spin and condense rapidly as he chanted the incantation.

In less than a breath, the sound of the spell stopped abruptly, and the wisp of black mist turned into a hideous demon head pattern in front of Mo Xiaoyao's eyes.

This pattern makes people want to vomit, and all kinds of negative emotions can't help but rise in their hearts.

After the demon pattern was formed, it slowly pressed down towards He Xiaoshi's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Don't move, or the old man will make you distracted!"

An indifferent voice came out of Mo Xiaoyao's mouth.

He Xiaoshi's eyes flashed slightly, and he finally gave up the idea of struggling and let the demon pattern enter his body.

The black demon pattern swam around He Xiaoshi's spiritual sea, and then turned into a gossamer and wrapped around his heart.

"Freedom is relative, here, you can only get freedom on the mountain of the old man, once you cross the line, what the consequences will be, you should understand. The old man has put a trapped lock in your body, and once you do anything deviant, the old man will let you explode and die. In addition, don't think about breaking the lock, unless the power of your divine sense surpasses the old man, any evil thoughts will kill you!" Mo Xiaoyao commanded in a stern tone.

He Xiaoshi was silent.

Mo Xiaoyao sneered, lifted He Xiaoshi's rough handful from the fluff on the top of his head, and then grabbed He Xiaoshi's heavenly spirit cover with five fingers, and the coercion of the Jiedan realm was wanton.

He Xiaoshi's seven orifices were bleeding, his eyes turned from pale gold to blood red, and his body was trembling violently like a breeze blowing water.

A sudden pain was like Ling Chi, and it was extremely cruel to torture him!

"You brute, you still dare to be disrespectful to the old man, if there is a next time, you will suffer a punishment a hundred times more painful than this!", Mo Xiaoyao said in a cold voice.

"Junior...... Understood," He Xiaoshi replied with a trembling voice.

"Don't be stubborn in the future, it's unwise to suffer from this torture in vain, this is a pill to restore vitality and repair the body, you take it as soon as possible, the old man will come to take your essence and blood in half a day, so that you can do it yourself," Mo Xiaoyao finally said so lightly, and then left with his sleeves.

In the secret room, He Xiaoshi slowly stood up from the ground, his scarlet eyes gradually turned pale gold, and after taking a deep breath, he groped up and down his body for a long time, and found that the space ring obtained from the bottom of the Xuanjie Pool had indeed been taken away.

In this way, the Immortal Spear, a large number of spirit stones, and those pills and exercises will naturally fulfill Mo Xiaoyao and Liu Qingtian.

Thinking of this, He Xiaoshi, who was already seriously injured, only felt a void in his heart, coupled with the humiliation he had just received, under the agitation of his heart, he only felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, and the next moment, he fainted directly!

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Ten Thousand Demon Pavilion, listening to its name, is naturally the place where the demon clan cultivates.

Since it is a "ten thousand demons", of course, the demon clan in the pavilion has different races, and there are many races, the most powerful are the Black Tiger Clan, the Greedy Wolf Clan and the Green Fox Clan of the Beast Clan, and the Four Tribulation Sparrows and Fire Phoenix of the Bird Clan.

The Ten Thousand Demon Pavilion is not a pavilion, but a mountain.

The name of the mountain is "Ten Thousand Demon Mountain", stretching for nearly a thousand miles, it is the remnant vein of the 100,000 mountains of Middle-earth Shenzhou, with thousands of rocks competing peaks, magnificent scenery, and abundant aura, which is even better than human cultivation.

Ten Thousand Demon Pavilion eighteen holes and thirty-six mansions, scattered located on the top of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, each mountain has a different scenery, the momentum has its own merits.

In the eighteen caves, the scalper clan owns a hole alone, and its strength is extremely strong, second only to the Demon Emperor Cave on the top of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, and the background is strong, it is a branch of the Middle-earth Shenzhou Great Gift Bull Demon Clan.

The patriarch of the Scalper Clan is an extremely powerful member of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Elders' Meeting, daring to point at the Demon Emperor's nose and spit, and daring to carry a long knife to slaughter the elders of the three major human sects.

On this day, the old scalper, who was lying in his cave to bask in the sun and enjoy the little demon pinching his back and beating his shoulders, suddenly opened his bull's eyes like copper bells, and two thick air currents emitting the smell of sulfur erupted from his nostrils.

Then, the old scalper continued to close his eyes comfortably.

The little demon who looked down on the old scalper was so frightened that he trembled, and he didn't dare to get up on the ground, because this was the old ancestor's angry gaga.

A ten-zhang pale yellow giant sword turned into a streamer, and it shot out from the direction of Xinyue County at an extremely fast speed, and landed in the cave where the old scalper was located in the blink of an eye.

After the pale yellow giant sword descended on the cave, the earthy yellow light that seemed to have used up all its spiritual power flashed wildly a few times, and then disappeared directly.

Only a dull earthy yellow cow hair hovered in mid-air and slowly fell to the ground.

With a "snap", two figures, one yellow and one black, fell down from mid-air, splashing a few traces of dust.

If it's not Niu Tiezhu and Sun Huang, who else can it be?

Niu Tiezhu was thrown by this, and he woke up, he shook the huge bull head, and after seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he immediately let out a "moo" sound of joy.

Sun Huang next to him was still in a coma.

"Wow...... Grandpa help, help," Niu Tiezhu's eyes gurgled, and he actually hugged Sun Huang while shouting at the top of his voice, and rushed into the cave.

However, after running less than 100 meters, Niu Tiezhu directly hit an earthy yellow wall.

With a loud bang, Niu Tiezhu sat on the ground one by one, but he carefully held Sun Huang with both hands.

After seeing the earthy yellow wall clearly, Niu Tiezhu shrank his neck in fear, and called obediently: "Third uncle."

The third uncle in Niu Tiezhu's mouth is more than twice as burly as him, except that his lips are thicker than him and his eyes are smaller than him, they are almost identical, but the aura he exudes is much higher than Niu Tiezhu, and he looks like the pinnacle of foundation building.

This "third uncle" looked at Niu Tiezhu with an unkind voice, and was about to say something, when an old but neutral voice rang out very clearly: "Okay, let Tiezhu come in, what are you doing there like a pillar pestle as the third uncle?

Niu Tiezhu's third uncle breathed slightly, glanced at the gray-faced Niu Tiezhu, and Sun Huang, who was carefully gathered in the air with him, and left quickly without saying a word.

Niu Tiezhu stuck out his tongue at the burly back of his third uncle, and walked towards the depths of the cave with Sun Huang in his arms.

The old and tall scalper, waving his hand to repulse, slowly sat up, and looked at the bull iron pillar that was approaching step by step with a slight squint.

As the old scalper sits, a majestic mountain slowly rises up.

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