Chapter 65: Self-defeating

"Bang dang dang-" The tin can made a loud noise, which attracted a lot of attention, and he didn't dare to look at the rabbit flying away, only to see that Chu Xiyin had already quickly hailed a taxi, and a cat's waist got in, and the car had already sped away.

The two of them were stunned, they reacted first, and they pulled away, where could they still take care of that mortal, hurry up, Miss Chu is gone.

The two immediately ran to the opposite side, but they couldn't stop the taxi at all, as if they were intent on opposing them.

Feng Yun stood up from the ground with a curse, and several onlookers looked at this young man with strange eyes.

"Are you alright, young man?" An aunt stepped forward to ask with concern, and Feng Yun immediately reached out to block the aunt's move to step forward, and stood up slowly.

"I'm fine—"

Fengyun's eyes were black, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a figure in a trance who was coming and going in a hurry, Lezheng Xianmen, right, he remembered.

……

"Help-" Lu Jiwu shouted with one hand on the car door and at the top of his voice.

It's a pity that even he knows this place himself, and he hasn't seen anyone for a long time.

Obviously, this road is closer to the bus station and subway station than the road to the north, but people seem to prefer to take a long detour, and the reason for this is very clear.

This beast is still hidden here with his own hands.

So as soon as he got out of the car, Lu Jiwei knew the sinister intentions of these Zixian Sect disciples.

This is to kill people with a knife, insidious and cunning, worthy of Yan Siming's men.

It's as bad as that.

"Help—help—"

With a wave of his hand, the Immortal Sect disciple descended a very weak barrier, which immediately drowned out Lu Ji's anxious shouts.

Lu Jiwu suddenly almost didn't catch it in one breath, this is a naked bully.

It's too bullying.

Lu is worried, not because he is afraid of these people, but because Xiyin didn't come, wouldn't the beating he was taking now be in vain.

The Immortal Sect disciples exchanged glances, and they had already made arrangements for this time.

They brought this mortal, but they didn't touch the muddy thing like the beast at all, just waiting to throw the person in, the breath of the swampy place of the beast, so that he couldn't run if he wanted to, and then, another disciple of the immortal sect quietly transported the beast, this thing, each did its own thing, and he couldn't find a little breath.

Lu Ji followed and "fainted", just waiting for the disciple of the immortal sect to leave, and slowly crawled out of the swamp.

Shein's strength is weak now, so naturally he can't run here, so if he wants to "die", he will die on the edge of this swamp, and Shein can find him.

Yan Siming came faster, even one step earlier than the team of the Underworld Beasts.

"Elder, Elder-" The immortal sect disciple behind him panted, this dark beast is not a good errand, the key is that this thing is very cumbersome, and it is not something that can be solved with immortal methods.

When a few people arrived with the beast on their shoulders, they saw the mortal who crawled out of the swamp in a hurry, and they were immediately ashamed, no wonder the elders were not worried about them, if it wasn't for the elders to take the first step, this mortal would have escaped from the swamp pit.

"Hurry up—" Yan Siming pointed to the squirming figure in front of him, his eyebrows were disgusted.

It was he who underestimated this mortal, but he also had a few wisdom roots, who could crawl out of the swamp, and after staying with this beast for a long time, he even absorbed some of the characteristics of the beast.

Yan Siming didn't think much about it, and he didn't think that he was wrong, this mortal was only a mortal by chance, and as a person from the Immortal Sect, he naturally wouldn't recognize the mistake.

As soon as Lu Jiwu climbed up, he once again despised the insidious and shameless contempt of Xianmen.

actually threw the beast over, did Yan Siming really put him to death?

Against a mortal?

Lu Ji snorted coldly, this Xianmen has always advertised that Renji Aisheng has been fed to the dog, but he is really willing to spend his blood, and he is as ruthless as Nale Zhengwei, and he doesn't think about the consequences at all.

"What are you doing? Do it. Yan Siming's eyelids jumped, and he didn't know whether to solve this mortal or not.

However, Yan Siming has never been a soft-hearted person, otherwise, he would never have survived this protracted battle and scuffle in the Xianmen.

Yan Siming glanced at the shadow that crawled out of the swamp, embarrassed and tried his best, as if he had realized that life and death were at stake, and the vitality of the weak creatures also burst out at this moment.

But it was not enough to make Yan Siming change his mind.

The two disciples immediately stepped forward, and the beast seemed to feel the familiar breath and slowly squirmed, and the two disciples immediately breathed a sigh of relief and threw the beast down.

While meditating: It is the hand of the beast, they just don't want to destroy the balance of the three realms, all creatures have their own karma, just like a speck of dust in the vast universe, life and death are born, and there are more uncertainties.

At this time, the figure in the swamp suddenly turned around and stared at Yan Siming.

Lu Ji is worried about remembering, this Yan Siming.

When he first saw Yan Siming, he felt that this guy was not a good bird, but the kind of person who would not compromise the means to achieve his goal.

However, what kind of person is Le Zheng Youwei, even if there is a little bit of love that grew up together, but it is more disgust, so at that time, he was still in charge of putting this Yan Siming into the Lost Mountain Imperial Pool, counting on him and Le Zheng Youwei to eat a pot each.

Now it seems that the two of them are the same dog, controlling the Lezheng Xianmen, and unknowingly getting Xiyin out, and even more so that they don't think they have created such a "fake" Xiyin.

Lu Ji gritted his teeth, and for a moment felt that after so many years, several of them had worked in the wrong direction. With so much time, they might be able to come up with a more secure way than Le Zhengyouwei, instead of turning Xiyin into the mortal who has lost his soul now.

Now, Le Zheng still wants to kill him?

Lu Jiwu couldn't help but sneer again, if he was so easy to kill, he could still escape from the immortal realm, even Jingxing Immortal Venerable couldn't do anything about him.

"Ahh

The beast was like a ball of living ink, its body was thick and hideous with a terrifying and disgusting shape, and for a while its limbs turned into countless forks moved like tentacles, while spitting like ink, everywhere it went, there was a dark and gloomy atmosphere, which made people suffocate.

Yan Siming finally let go of his heart, especially the screams that continued to rise.

"Don't come—"

"Help—"

"Help—"

Yan Siming turned around, this news must be known to the young master as soon as possible, so that he can cultivate without distractions.

Hmmm-

Yan Siming paused, looking at the figure that appeared at the door incredulously.

Behind him, the screams grew louder and louder.

"Help, hell—"

Yan Siming's scalp suddenly went numb, Chu-how could Miss Chu find here.