"What are you arguing about?" Ling Xuan rubbed his somewhat swollen head, and looked at Mu Shi and Feng with a puzzled expression.

"It's okay, it's good if you're awake." The expression on Feng Qian's face immediately changed in the next second, and he said with a smile.

Although Ling Xuan was still a little confused, he still didn't continue to ask, he vaguely heard something during his sleep, and it was better to remain silent.

"What's next?" Mu Shi asked suddenly.

Ling Xuan shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "We can't do it where the Dutian thief is, the Mahayana Venerable willfully intervenes, we little minions should not keep up with it, I'm afraid it won't be long before the people around the old-timers of the demon clan will send us impostors." ”

"People around you? Are there other people around the ancestor of the Nine-Tailed Mo family? "The wind analysis is a little confusing.

This time, without waiting for Ling Xuan to explain, Mu Shi said first: "This old ancestor seems to have advanced cultivation, but in fact, his strategy is slightly lacking. ”

It's almost silly that the words Bai Tian are not written on his face.

"Who would tell their background and age as soon as they meet? Isn't this a lack of strategy? Mu Shi said with some disgust.

"It seems to make sense." Feng Qian scratched his head and said.

"You have to learn to think for yourself in the future, be good, you can't become a fool if you eat my blood spirit grass." Ling Xuan's 'gentle' voice sounded, and Feng Qian subconsciously shuddered.

Knock knock, knock knock. A short knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the three of them, Ling Xuan lifted the quilt, put on his robe, and said that after coming in, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the door that was slowly opening.

Outside the door was a man dressed in black, he was carrying a large package on his back, which looked very heavy, and after the man put the package down, he bowed respectfully to Ling Xuan and left quickly.

"No, just as he spoke, the next second, the person arrived." Ling Xuan smiled and pointed to the package on the ground, the smile slightly raised at the corner of his lips was clean and pure.

"Is this a person? Not dead, right? Feng Qianxi couldn't help but step forward and open the package.

It was indeed a person inside, but it looked a little miserable.

Not to mention being tied up strongly, the whole person was still sucked open flesh, and there were countless scabbed wounds on the body, old wounds were added to new wounds, and half of the face was covered with blood, but there was a bit of a sad feeling.

"Tsk, what kind of heavy hands do we have to deal with? People are all wasted, right? Ling Xuan frowned, not feeling uncomfortable because of this person's tragic situation, but instead coldly evaluating the task.

"Ling Xuan, ...... you" Mu Shi suddenly called him, Ling Xuan turned his head and stared at Mu Shi with a puzzled expression.

Mu Shi could see it clearly, in his light green eyes, the pale red traces gradually crossed, and then became lighter and disappeared.

Soon, those stunning light green eyes became clean and clear.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Shi bit his lip, shook his head, tried to suppress the coolness in his heart, and said, "Lingxuan, take a look at your current cultivation." ”

"Huh?" Why did Mu Shi suddenly ask about his cultivation? Also, as the owner of the dyed spirit body, it's been so long, and the cultivation hasn't loosened at all, which is a bit embarrassing.

"Build a foundation in half a step!" Ling Xuan looked inwardly and saw that his spiritual power fluctuated, which was stronger than the previous Qi cultivation period, and weaker than the foundation building period of the wind analysis, and was just stuck on the half-step foundation building.

Mu Shi let go of his somewhat reddened lips and nodded silently.