At the foot of the stairs, the left protector Bailixiu, who was still dignified, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart again.

Yes, again.

In the more than forty years since he was captured by the Demon Cult, he has had this mentality eight times.

That's right, he is the eleventh, because he is too similar to Ye, so he was caught by the Demon Gate.

But because it was so similar, it was almost completely a copy of Mrs. Ye, and even Xu Qingmaru lost his mind for a while when he saw him at that time, and touched his cheek.

So he was fortunate to save his life, and he didn't become a demon immortal's human skin treasure like other fake Ye Tai.

On the contrary, he was valued by the demon immortals, and personally taught the "Heavenly Demon Blood Dafa: Tai'a Chapter", and after more than ten years, Baili Xiu, who was originally just a street gangster and a loser gambler, went straight to the top and became the left protector of the demon gate.

Miraculous powers.

The power is monstrous.

Under the influence of the Demon Gate, coupled with the sudden acquisition of the world's first-class strength and power, Bailixiu, who was not a good person in the first place, killed all those street fighters and creditors who looked down on him and beat him in the past decades ago.

And in front of them, Ling Chi trampled on their wives and daughters.

That kind of taste gives Bailihu a sense of power and control of life and death.

However, the clear-minded Bailixiu knew that all his power was given by one person.

That is the Heavenly Demon Immortal lying on the throne at this moment.

So after that, although outside, Bailixiu was a great devil who had lost his conscience and became notorious, and even in the sect, he didn't pay much attention to other Dharma kings.

But when facing the Heavenly Demon Immortal, he is a submissive, wagging his tail and begging for mercy, and a flattering dog.

In the past few decades, he has not only worked hard to collect information about the former Tai'a Sword God, and tried his best to make his words and deeds highly similar to him, but also tried his best to maintain his appearance, just so that even if he is old, he will be the closest person to Tai'a in the heart of the Heavenly Demon Immortal.

A qualified loyal dog, in addition to flattering the owner, but on the one hand, worry that his pet will be divided by other dogs.

So every time someone came back to report and found a person who looked similar to Tai'a, he couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart.

Not only because his power comes from the demon immortal, but also because over the years, he has had a trace of undeserved feelings for that person who is high up and cannot be blasphemed.

It's a pity that except for the loss of consciousness when they met for the first time, the jade hand of the Heavenly Demon Immortal once touched his cheek, and for decades afterward, he never had the opportunity to kiss Fang Ze.

The slippery and cold touch of the past seems to still remain on his face, like a cat scratching a dog every day, making Bailixiu throb.

Now that he suddenly heard that the demon concubine Ji found a person with the nine-point charm of Tai'a, Bailixiu couldn't help but feel a tightening heart, he clearly remembered that he was in the mouth of the demon fairy, and he only had two or three points of charm of that person.

So he was afraid.

He was afraid that another more well-behaved dog would come and snatch that person's favor from him, and he was afraid that he would be beaten into the cold palace and lose his relatives forever, and he would lose the opportunity to be in the same room and smell the fragrance.

However, now that he heard that the Demon Immortal listed that person as a treasure, Baili Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and only after Xiao Mai sent that inner disciple to take someone to arrest Ye Liangchen did he speak:

"Demon Immortal, Mai, this time this time this sect is fortunate to have a human skin treasure, congratulations! It just so happened that today is the time for me to teach the soldiers to organize the army and kill the Mongolian Tatar sacrifice flag, plus the sun is just right, the sunset must be red for half a day, why not come to the wind viewing platform in person, listen to Baili Xiu recite "Linjiang Immortal", dance "Guiyi Sword Technique", re-show the former style of Tai'a, and you can also personally inspire the disciples to kill the enemy and defend the country on the viewing platform. ”

The white-haired Dragon King, one of the four great Dharma kings, although he has always disdained Bailixiu, the face of the disciple Tai'a, but he is not a villain with too much spirit, but he still said here: "Zuo Protector is right, the Demon Immortal, my Demon Gate has always acted freely, wantonly, and now I suddenly heard the Demon Immortal's holy oracle, to raise the sect to send troops to kill the Mongolian Tartars, there are many criticisms among the disciples, so the former style of Guantai'a is second, and the Demon Immortal might as well be on the Guanfeng Platform to personally lift the morale of the army, so as to inspire the disciples to kill the enemy and defend the country." ”

Xiao Maiyi also nodded, and agreed: "Master, what the white-haired Dragon King said is right, if Shizun can show up in person and inspire a few words at will, the disciples will definitely work hard, and when they go up to that battlefield, they will kill a few more Mongolian Tartars." ”

Silent.

There was a long silence.

In the empty and wide hall, only the whirring wind blew.

Seven martial arts and famous figures all quietly waited for that person's reply, and no one dared to transgress the slightest rule.

After a long time, the neutral voice sounded again, and said: "Go and see, Bailixiu, if the words are not good, I will cut your throat, if the sword dance is not good, I will cut your hand, anyway, you are old, what do you think?" ”

Bailixiu's heart tightened, and the word "old" echoed deeply in his heart, and he bowed his head and said: "What the demon fairy said is extremely true, if you can't even recite "Linjiang Immortal" well, and you can't even dance "Guiyi Sword Technique" well, then what's the use of Bailixiu?" ”

Xu Qingmaru's voice was still lacking in interest, and said, "That's it over there, Mai, you can come later." ”

Contemporary Sect Leader Xiao Maiyi waved towards the black veil behind him and said, "Thank you, Master Zun Longen." ”

The breeze swept through the tulle.

The deck chairs were empty.

When the fragrant wind blew across Bailixiu's cheeks, he narrowed his eyes slightly, sniffed the aroma deeply, and was intoxicated for a long time.

Xiao Mai glanced at him, sat on the Iron Throne, and said in a cold voice: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, report to me, there are three thousand six hundred and fifty-seven core disciples in the sect, how many have returned in the past few days, how long will those blacksmiths take to be able to build enough armaments, and there are ......"

On the wind viewing platform.

This is a high platform that is eight feet higher than the top of the light and is built up of bluestones.

Xu Qingmaru was dressed in a black gauze robe, dancing in the sunset at dusk, his graceful figure did not look weak, in fact, under the height of one meter seven or eight tall, it gave people a feeling of cold arrogance and loneliness.

A head of jet-black hair, like a waterfall, poured down to his waist.

Some of them are on the neutral cheeks, delicate and cold, and even the pores are vaguely invisible, and the goose egg face is as smooth as jade, and the neck is slender like a goose neck, without any traces of age.

If there is any flaw.

That's the one-armed.

Such an almost perfect person, but only one slender arm behind his back, and the cuff on the other side is empty, blowing in the wind, slightly affecting the overall beauty.

Even if it is based on "Eight Desolations and Six Combinations", reversing the vitality and living for another life, in this kind of martial arts world, it is still difficult to be reborn with a broken arm.

But such a demon immortal with a sword in his hand forcibly suppressed the three jiazi in the world.

She stood in front of a table on the Wind Viewing Terrace, and looked at the disciples who were gradually gathering on the top of the light.

Although she is famous outside and frightens the world, when people talk about her name, they can't help but think of the scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a bloody rain.

But when someone really sees her, they will only feel the coldness and indifference emanating from her, and perhaps a trace of loneliness and melancholy that no one can match.

But it has nothing to do with the pictures of those corpses and mountains of blood, as if the people who have made the rivers and lakes boil and the world are frightened are not her, and it is difficult to feel a trace of evil in her, and any other emotions other than arrogance and indifference.

Xu Qingmaru looked at the disciple of the bright top.

A man squatted on the table behind her, watching her back.

After a long time, Xu Qingmaru finally frowned, as if he felt something, and was about to turn around.

A warm palm rested on her head before she could turn around.

"You've grown taller."