And Furuo didn't recognize Qiu Qilai.

Today's Qiu Qi is black from head to toe, and no one can recognize it, unless he releases his divine sense, directly penetrates the layers of curtains, and then goes to see Qiu Qi's original appearance.

It's just that who would do such a thing with an inconspicuous casual practice?

If you make this trip, you are on the order of the head of the house to check on a thing, because you found this side of the ghost domain, so I came by the way.

Of course, because Liumo said that he liked the lanterns on the other side of the ghost domain, so Furuo thought that he could take this back by the way, in order to please Liumo.

Fu Ruo brought six junior disciples from the same sect over, but it was not a peak.

Because Furuo's status is high, his cultivation is also higher, so he has become the leader of this trip.

However, everyone is only a polite relationship on the surface, and secretly there is also intrigue.

After all, there is a flowing ink in the Taiji Sect, and the relationship between the male cultivators cannot be too good.

Qiu Qi watched from a distance, his fingers gently rubbing the teacup in his hand.

"Do you say it's a sack, or a backstab, or what?" After observing secretly for a while, Qiu Qi asked Xiao Qi in a low voice.

Xiao Qi had already imagined several ways to deal with Furuo in his mind.

"Cut in half, the car cracked, the cannon branded, you can't let him go, shark him !!" Xiao Qi is also a grumpy leader now.

After listening to it, Qiu Qi was thoughtful.

Just drove him to the place where he was buried, but it was too cheap for him.

When the original owner was at his worst, he killed them all, so don't blame Qiu Qi for destroying the grass with his spicy hands.

Although, the quality of this grass is not very good.

However, Qiu Qi is not picky.

For the enemy, the requirements should not be too high.

"Did you hear that? Charm Thirteen is going to dance on West Street. ”

"Wow!"

"Gone, gone!"

……

Qiu Qi was listening to the excitement, but a group of people came from outside the teahouse, chattering a few words, and the original crowd in the teahouse suddenly dispersed.

Qiu Qi had never heard of the name of Mei Thirteen, and he didn't have it in the memory of the original owner, after all, the original owner was a real cultivator, and he didn't care about these gossips and the like in the outside world.

In the story line, Qiu Qi remembered that he had never heard of this name.

I guess it's a passerby.

However, Qiu Qi saw that Fu Ruo moved, so he also got up and walked along the crowd to the west side of the street.

Qiu Qi walked very slowly, and kept a very stable distance from Furuo.

It's just that his gaze doesn't stay too much on their group, they are all immortal cultivators, with keen five senses, and if one is not careful, it is easy to be discovered by the other party.

The closer you get to the west end of the street, the more you can hear the cheers, the coax, and the sound of music.

It's just where the music comes from......

"White bones." Xiao Qi heard it, the sound of this music percussion came from the white bones.

Because of being exercised by Qiu Qi, Xiao Qi's fear of white bones has been reduced a lot recently, and he even has the heart to ridicule a few words.

"yes, and it's fresh." Qiu Ji listened, smiled, and added by the way.

Xiaoqi: ......!

It doesn't have to be so detailed.

Following the crowd, Qiu Qi watched from a distance, and there was a stage set up on the west side of the street, on which stood a young girl, dressed in black, with only a fiery red belt tied around her waist.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, her makeup is extremely gorgeous, her posture is slender, and she looks back a little, all with a peerless style.

This is a ghost cultivator, and his cultivation is not too low, it is equivalent to the foundation of human cultivation, and it is still a beginner.

The girl's body was light, and from time to time a dark green light would be thrown out of her sleeve, like a plankton, and after touching the air, it would quickly dissipate again.

The atmosphere of the ghost domain was originally gloomy, and with this ghostly green light, it looked like it had a sense of extravagance and decadence.

The people around him are already coaxing and cheering.

"Thirteen girls, ahhhhh

"This waist, this hand, this leg, I ......%¥#"

……

Qiu Qi listened casually, among these cheering people, there were ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, and human realm cultivators who came in disguise.

I didn't see the demon cultivators, and it seems that there are really few demon cultivators who enter the ghost realm.

"It's actually good to start at this time, the most dangerous place is also the safest place, in front of everyone's eyes, kidnap him, and ...... in the ghost domain" Qiu Qi said as he quietly approached Furuo's side.

Xiao Qi felt that this idea was feasible, anyway, it was normal for a fight to occur in a place like the Ghost Domain.

And in front of everyone, Qiu Qi took Furuo away as a demon cultivator, and this pot was directly deducted from the demon clan, and then how the human world and the demon world should be liquidated, who cares?

Fu Ruo didn't feel abnormal, after all, the people around him were a little excited, and they would shout from time to time.

It's normal for someone to bump into him occasionally, he doesn't wear the clothes of the sect, but he enters the ghost domain as a monk in the human world, and others will not easily recognize him.

Even if he recognizes it, Furuo is not false, after all, his cultivation is okay, as long as he doesn't run into the bigwigs of the ghost domain, he will have a chance to escape from the ghost domain.

Probably because of this self-confidence, when he felt that his eyes were dark, and the juniors and disciples behind him exclaimed, he didn't react, what was going on?

Qiu Qi shot very fast, and after getting close to Furuo and finding the right opportunity, it was a big move to shoot directly.

The disciple behind Furuo felt the cold dark wind behind him, subconsciously avoided it, and then exposed Furuo.

Qiu Qi mentioned it casually, and there was a strong demonic aura in this move.

When Qiu Qi was dealing with the disciples behind Fu Ruo, he also deliberately released a trace of cold wind, but when this move fell behind Fu Ruo, Qiu Qi relaxed his movements again.

So much so that Fu Ruo didn't react at all, or rather, he reacted a beat slower, and he never had a chance to escape from Qiu Qi's hands.

"Big Brother !!"

"Furuo!"

"Damn, it's a demon cultivator!"

……

When the disciple behind him reacted, Qiu Qi had already lifted Furuo's collar and retreated nearly a hundred meters outward.

A group of disciples instinctively stepped forward, but Qiu Qi's speed was too fast.

The timing of the attack had already been targeted, as well as the route of retreat, and Qiu Ji even planned more than one road.

This is the best one.

"You Demon Cultivator !!" Fu Ruo was carried out by Qiu Qi and withdrew a few hundred meters, so he didn't react right.

With a fierce shout, he summoned the natal sword, and he wanted to fight with Qiu Qi in one place.

"Too much nonsense." As a result, Qiu Qi came directly behind him, and a palm with a thick demonic aura fell from Furuo's back, and with the power of penetration, it seeped into Furuo's heart again.

Furuo only felt that his heart was tight, and the next second, he lost consciousness.