Rong Huadrunk talked a lot about the common sense of the demon race, which really made Murong Yinzhu have an eye-opening feeling, in her time and space in the past, there was really no such existence as the demon race, but the demon beast did, but it was two different concepts with the demon race.

The magic of the demons, the usefulness of the Philosopher's Stone, etc., as well as some characteristics of the demons.

As for the Son of the Demon Venerable to be found, the only indication is that the mount of the Son of the Demon Venerable is also a Thestrals, but not the Night Thestrals, but the Sun Thesters.

As for the Witch of the Night, she can control time and space, but there are limitations, her entity cannot come to the human world, if Rong Huadrunk's speculation is correct, she has already arrived in the human world, it can only be through reincarnation.

So the Witch of the Night can be anyone, and there is no way to tell for it.

Of course, the rest of the cursed person, proud and easy to distinguish, the fang-shaped birthmark on the shoulder, this person Murong Yinzhu does not need to be found, it is herself.

It's not that she wants to be involved in entering the demon realm, but that she was in the middle of this matter in the first place, and there is no way to escape it.

"What are you doing with you?" Now that the basic cooperative relationship has been reached, and the formula of the Flame Palm has been obtained, Murong Yinzhu did not stay for a long time, but came out of the Elixir Pavilion, but one came out with the fart.

"You and Lin Chenqing are going to kill Yao Xian, aren't I worried?" Rong Hua blinked his good-looking peach blossom eyes and said with a smile, "Yao Xian is by no means an ordinary person, her soul control technique is very powerful. ”

"Huh? So? Murong Yinzhu tilted his head and looked at Rong Huadrunk, "Are you going to give me a little more help?" ”

"Ahem, this." The cheeky Rong Huadrunk unexpectedly showed a rare expression of embarrassment, stretched out his hand and pulled it in the void, and then reached into the void he pulled out for a while, and took out a black thing from it, "Lend it to you." ”

It was a dirty dagger, an unedged dagger, rusty and dark.

Murong Yinzhu stretched out her hand and stroked it, it was carved with intricate lines, like some kind of charm, when she touched it, she seemed to hear some dark moans, but she couldn't understand or hear what the murmurs were.

"What's the use of this?" Murong Yinzhu asked softly, although it looked dirty and old, and it hadn't been bladed yet, it was definitely a good thing.

"This, if you specialize in dealing with souls, you can only hurt souls." Rong Huadrunk said softly, "It will be very useful then." ”

There was silence for a while, Murong Yinzhu was a little unaccustomed to Rong Hua's kindness and help to her, and she would feel that he was not plotting to do this, or was calculating something.

"Why do you look distrustful, like I'm going to hurt you." Rong Hua's drunken eyes were very sharp, and he immediately saw the trace of hesitation in Murong Yinzhu's eyes, and stretched out his hand, "Give it to me, if you don't want it, give it back to me." ”

Murong Yinzhu didn't speak, but just put the dagger that didn't have a blade into his boots and sniffed: "Take it." ”

"No thanks?" Rong Hua's drunken face softened slightly, and he began to laugh again, "It's hard for me to have true feelings for you." ”

"Every time I say thank you to you, I regret it." Murong Yinzhu said coldly, "And I don't think you gave up the idea of pushing me to Han Annihilation." ”

Rong Hua pursed his lips drunkly, noncommittal, Murong Yinzhu sighed lightly, and finally turned around and left.