The little demon has been in that coffin for a long time.

He knew that the little demon didn't like to be quiet, and what the little demon liked most was to be happy under the sound of his flute.

Every night, he would sit on the side of the coffin, play the flute for the little demon, and stroke the piano for the little demon.

Even if his little demon loses his heart, even if the little demon's heart is on him.

It was because of this that he could feel the little demon's love for her, his deep affection and longing for him.

The same is true of him.

The little demon can't wait too long, and he's the same.

"It's already half-into the immortal path ahead, so be careful." Yue Mo looked at the gradual haze ahead, presumably near the Qingyun Road.

The competition in Qingyun Road can be described as fierce, and it is not just a passing business that has become a deal.

If you can't get out, you'll be trapped here, let alone enter the road.

However, the fog will not dissipate, it is smoke that will remain forever, and those who are trapped will only die if they can't get out.

It is also a test of the courage and endurance to become an immortal.

But it is not possible to lose the world in the smoke all the time, once the world is over, the Qingyun intersection turns back and dissipates, and if you want to live, you can only get out of the fog again.

And for ordinary Taoists who want to become immortals, stepping into this fog is stepping into the abyss.

The three of them were not far from the mist, and the sound of Suo Suo gradually came from the front.

When the three of them walked in, they saw that a group of people were arguing in one place.

The costumes are all earthy yellow, and they look like monks from the mortal world.

It's just that one person, it seems a little prominent, the costume is a little more cumbersome, not all ordinary yellow, golden fine silk threads, on the cuffs of the clothes, exquisite exquisite patterns, is the second line show.

Obviously, this little Taoist friend wearing this fine gold thread should obviously be the more noble among this group of accompanying disciples.

Perhaps, it is the son of the soil of which family.

Those individuals were gathered in one place, and there were a few people around the son of the earth.

It's just that a yellow-robed Taoist friend in front of him was pulled by two or three people with the same name, obviously having a dispute with the son of the soil, and he was pulled into a fight.

"I said you, you don't know any exercises, what are you doing here?" The yellow-robed Taoist friend who was pulled said.

I wanted to go forward and drag the local son, but I was dragged by two or three people.

The clothes on the body were also shabby, and when they were pulled for two or three days, the sleeves were a little broken, and there was a gap in the connection between the sleeves and the shoulders.

Obviously, now is not the time to deal with this hole.

When he was told this, the native son was not happy, and opened his thick lips and replied: "My father paid you to come, and you have collected all the money, and it has already been spent, so you have to do it if you can't do it." ”

These words seemed to be just talking about the Taoist friend who was grabbed, which made the Taoist friend feel bad for a while.

The son of the soil is also a person who doesn't know how to look at the occasion, knowing that the other party is the one who wants to help him, and he has already given the other party an ugly look but still chases after him.

"People like you, you want to regret taking the money." The son of the earth motioned to the Taoist friend beside him, and the friend quickly got out of the way so that the son of the earth could pass.

In fact, the native son is also thick, and it is really sad not to get out of the way.

stumbled to the Taoist friend who was being dragged by.

Raising his hand, he patted the poor Taoist friend's face, but he only patted it lightly, and he didn't use much force.

But dignity is not something you think is not a big deal if it is not a big deal.

The poor Taoist friend raised his face, and suddenly glared at the earth son.

The son of the soil would definitely not endure this blow, so he raised his hand again and hit the poor Taoist friend.

The slap was crisp and loud, shocking the other Taoist friends who were holding on to the side.

Those Taoist friends who grabbed him let go of their hands one after another.

Tuzi didn't take this slap seriously, he was obviously pampered, and he didn't know what it felt like to slap people in the face.

"Let you protect me, protect me, maybe I will become an immortal, and I will promote you to be my attendant. You won't die at the bedside like your dying mother. ”

After saying that, the son of the earth turned away, obviously about to enter the mist. It's just that I've walked away, and I don't have the idea of waiting for this poor fellow Daoist.

Heng Yu stepped out from behind the stout old dead tree and helped the poor Taoist friend on the ground up.

"Can you get up?" Hengyu held Daoyou's hand, wanting him to borrow his strength.

"Thank you." Daoyou is not a casual person, and he is very polite to Hengyu's kindness.

Daoyou smiled kindly at Heng Yu, and followed the people who were far away in front of him.

After all, if you get the benefits of others, you naturally have to work hard for the son of that soil.

It's just that a person who doesn't have mana at all, how can he survive this Qingyun Dao.

"How can you live a prosperous life without mana?" Heng Yu muttered in his mouth.

"That Dao friend Xu was hired to escort him with a lot of money." Shisha watched as Daoyou caught up with the son of the earth and followed behind the son of the earth.

Although he was following behind people, he didn't look grovelling at all.

"Let's go inside." Yuemo walked in front of the two of them to explore the way for the two.

The fog quickly hid the people in front of them, and the three Hengyu who came up randomly also disappeared into the fog.

The inside of the fog is still the same as the appearance outside the fog, and it is not too much to describe it in a dream.

It's like being entangled in the fog, and it's a little difficult to move in the fog.

Without a little mana, it's simply impossible to move an inch.

Even the glimmer of light in the fog was difficult to show, let alone the shouts of the people, which were as isolated as a wall in the fog.

Not long after he walked in, Hengyu was separated from the hookah.

There was a dazed place around, just like Hengyu's heart at the moment, not knowing what she wanted to do next.

Calmness is the only way to solve the crisis at this moment.

This mass of mist, without any seams, is nothing more than a test of human patience and endurance.

However, going on without a purpose is not the best way to break through this fog, and it is possible to lose one's heart in the fog because of nothingness.

Heng Yu simply closed her eyes and put the mist out of her eyes.

The heart knows the answer best, and its own thoughts.

In the fog, the bystanders are confused, but the authorities can clear themselves.

Since the eyes cannot see clearly in the fog, it is redundant, and this is not the best time to use the eyes.

As soon as you close your eyes, most of the miscellaneous things in the world will be gone.

Ask your heart again at this moment and you will get the answer.

Hengyu used her strength, relaxed her body, and let her heart beat at this moment feel and lead her away.

The footsteps unconsciously walked forward, but nothing wrong happened, in fact, it was very safe.

It can be seen that sometimes the eyes may not be able to see the road clearly, and the feelings of the heart are the most fundamental thoughts.

It's just that although the eyes don't look, the ears can listen.

After walking for a long time, it is estimated that a person is spinning in this fog, Heng Yu thinks that he should have walked for a day and a night, and his body is already a little tired.

But at this moment, the most important thing is not to relax, once there is some relaxation, the will will can not firmly support Hengyu out of the fog, everyone knows what the consequences will be if they can't get out of the fog.

Hengyu could only keep getting herself excited, so as to alleviate the slightest bit of tiredness.

Ahead again, my eyes were closed, but my ears were already audible.

"You said you can't do it, it's been a day and a night, don't you want to tire Lao Tzu to death?"

Listen, it's a little like the voice of the son of the earth.

Heng Yu pondered the sound and walked into the noisy place.

After all, the gray and white of this mist, even if the two of them stood together and did not reach out to touch, it would be difficult to detect that there was someone in front of them.

Perhaps, if you want to assassinate someone, this is the best place.

"Xu Yanzhen, let me tell you, if you can't do it, you shouldn't have this errand at that time, you don't have the ability, and you have a big appetite." The native son who listened to the speech snorted twice, and continued:

"At the beginning, I didn't see that you had some ability, but now it seems that it's just average, just breaking through the fog, and you can't get through it for a day and a night. The money to save your dead ghost mother is also in vain. ”

"Your mother who died of illness is really, all ......"

Xu Yanzhen shouted at the native son and warned him not to continue: "Enough." ”

"One more word, I'll let you die here."

Tuzi obviously didn't expect that the poor Taoist friend who had been slapped by him just a day ago was tugging at his collar at the moment, threatening him viciously.

"You, you can't do this, you took my family's money, I..."

Xu Yanzhen pulled the neckline of the soil son tightly in his hand, and supported the neckline to lift the whole person up, and you can slightly see that the soil son's feet are slightly off the ground.

Tu Zi's face was already fat, and at this moment, his neck was dragged, and he was a little red, like a red meat bun, with that hideous expression, he was very embarrassed.

It's just that an obese person still has a mouth that is easy to talk about.

Although the son of the soil was grabbed by the collar, his face was red and he didn't have much strength to breathe, but he still wanted to scold Xu Yanzhen.

Xu Yanzhen has been tortured by this soil son for a long time all the way, and finally separated from those people, so he and the soil son were left alone.

Naturally, he punched up and knocked the son of the soil unconscious.

Sometimes people who are asleep are much more negotiable than people who are awake.

"Come out." Xu Yanzhen shouted at the place where Hengyu was standing.

Heng Yu naturally walked out generously. "It turns out that your name is Xu Yanzhen, a good name."

"It turned out to be you." Yan Zhen put Tuzi on his shoulder, as if he wanted to continue walking.

"Do you know how to get around?" Yan Zhen turned around and asked Hengyu.

"Yes." Heng Yu walked up to Yan Zhen.

"If you close your eyes and urge your mana to feel with your heart, the fog around you will disappear, and there will be no resistance when you go."

"And the other end of the resistance is the way out."

With that, Yan Zhen closed his eyes and urged the exercises.

He didn't know why he believed in the little girl in front of him so much, perhaps, it was at that time that she helped himself.

Sometimes, a casual result is the accomplishment of everything.