"Aren't you afraid that the people around you will be demon cultivators? Walnut Kernel kept moving forward at a uniform speed and said indifferently.

"Ya, the demon cultivator really eats people?" The mortal who withdrew from the sea of knowledge stared at the person lying on the ground, and asked the seeker.

The indifferent seeker said indifferently: "Yes." ”

"The legends are all true? Tsk, how can you look no different from the immortal cultivator? It's not that the demon cultivator's physique is different from the immortal cultivator, you can see at a glance that there are also differences in exercises, spiritual power, etc., I touched his whole body before, and there was no strange feeling, he was a monk who died frequently. The mortal pinched his nose and walked around the room, carefully observing the person lying on the ground.

A faint voice came from the mouth of the earth: "Help... I... Save... I ......"

However, the volume he made was really low, and it was covered by the indifferent voice of the seeker: "Has Elder Chen ever seen the difference?"

"yes, I can't see it at all, hehe...... If it is really a demon cultivator, the master will slap him to death, and it can be regarded as a demon elimination. The mortal continued to circle around, and when he saw that the head of the man lying on the ground seemed to be moving, he jumped to the front and looked closely.

The seeker no longer paid attention to the mortal whose tail was cocked to the sky, so that the mortal could hear the cry for help of the person lying on the ground, and then the mortal turned up and said in contempt: "Save you? Why don't you know your identity, how can you save it, and besides, how many good people are locked up here? Of course, except for the master, the master is a good person." ”

The man lying on the ground unconsciously murmured, "Help... I... Save... I—" The whole body was only open and closed with its mouth, and nothing else moved.

The mortal who hadn't noticed anything wrong in front of him thought about it, pretended to be a master, and continued to talk to him: "People, be real, you want me to save you, how can you say that you have to give some benefits? That's your life, and at the same time you are not a good person, the master rescued you, in case it is known, you are not dead, I will die first, how much pressure, if you give it, haha...... The master is very enlightened, and he has nothing on his body, and what is the equivalent value of the substitute is accepted by the master. ”

"Help... I... Save... I... Save... I..."The man lying on the ground has not changed, and has remained in his previous state.

This time the mortal saw that something was wrong, when he rummaged through things just now, he only felt that this person was dying frequently, and he could die at any time, and he was calling for help all the time, although it was a faint voice, the frequency, intonation, breath, posture, etc. were maintained in the same state, not to mention the injured, just a normal monk, it was still difficult to maintain a frequency and tone, not to mention that the deep wound on the person's back had been gushing blood, and the ground of the small prison was all infected, leaving no trace of the original color.

After reaching out to sniff, the mortal believed in his demon cultivation identity for eight points, the blood was still bubbling, the murmuring never stopped, the scene became weird, the mortal retreated to the prison door, slapped hard, and shouted in his mouth: "Come on, help, come on, help......"

After a while, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by a voice of disgust: "Why is it noisy?

Hearing the words, the mortal had confidence in his heart, changed his previous irritability and impatience, and said flatteringly: "Uncle, don't you know that the little one next to him has been muttering there, and his body is bleeding, and he is catching up with the amount of water in the stream." ”

Outside the door, he was quite puzzled, and asked, "There is only one person here! Who are you?"

The eager mortal shouted: "The little one is the personal servant under Elder Jin's seat, who was framed by a traitor and fell here, and lived in the same room with a strange person, save me." ”

There was no sound outside the door, no matter how mortals shouted, hammered the prison door, and did not respond at all. The situation inside the door changed greatly, the person who was lying on the ground was already standing by the wall opposite the prison door, his complexion had changed to gray and blue, his blue and red eyes were staring at the mortal with bright light, the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing the white fangs in his mouth, a forked tongue was swinging back and forth in his jaw, the wounds on his body were completely gone, and the blood on the ground was flowing back into his body, and the entrance was the wound on his back.

The mortal who swallowed the foam of the mouth, his body squatted down slowly, not because he wanted to squat, but because he saw the unknown, fear made his legs weak and unable to use his strength, leaning on the door and taking advantage of the situation, if it weren't for the previous seeker's sentence that the demon cultivator eats people, how could mortals be so unbearable. His eyes stared at each other in horror, and his upper teeth made a trembling sound: "Don't eat me, my meat is stinky, I haven't taken a bath in the past few days, my body is moldy, and ah, I haven't cultivated, and it doesn't taste nutritious." ”

I didn't expect that the person on the other side spoke in a cute voice, like the voice of a three- or four-year-old child: "Are you playing with me?"

This sense of contrast instantly left the mortal in a blank petrified state, the entire brain was clouded, and his own language system, muscle tissue, neural network, and so on were completely out of control. In addition, the blood stuck to his body in the eyeliner flowed back to the person opposite him and the blood residue that had been dried up turned back into blood, and the common sense in his brain was subverted.

The strange man standing opposite reached out and touched his head, his forked tongue swallowed repeatedly, and the child's voice sounded again: "Aren't you playing?

The mortal who had returned to his senses stood up tentatively, and seeing that the other party had no special reaction, his heart was at ease, and he explained to the strange man: "It is an honor to live with Your Excellency, but I was framed by a traitor and fell here, and I want to know why I came here?

The strange man took two steps forward, his body liquefied as he walked forward, regrouped and shaped, and when he walked in front of the mortal who was paralyzed on the ground again, he suddenly turned into another mortal, and a childlike voice came out of his mouth: "Since you are not playing with me, then I will play with you!"

The panicked mortal looked at the familiar hand in front of him stretching out towards his head, and hurriedly called the silver ball to pull him into the illusion, the moment the silver ball came out of his body, his mind habitually imagined his house and bed, and the fake mortal immediately entered his imagination space. The mortal let out a sigh of relief, staring vigilantly at the puppet-like fake mortal, crawling away from him with his hands and feet, and shouting in his mouth: "There is a demon cultivator, there is a demon cultivator, this is a demon cultivator, he is a demon cultivator......"

After four breaths, the fake mortal moved, withdrew the hand that wanted to be stretched forward and put it on the corner of his mouth, tilted his head and looked at the surroundings with a confused face, and after looking at the mortal, he giggled, and the smile made the mortal feel that he was really charming and radiant for a moment, forgot his fear, stopped shouting, regained his senses, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

A series of footsteps sounded outside the door, stopping in front of the door, and with a creak, the door opened, and three silver masks and two black clothes stood in front of the door, one of them holding a fist-sized transparent bead in his hand and shining a circle into the room, stopping for a few moments as he passed over the real and false mortals.