"You three, if you don't cultivate well, will you know how to fool around all day long!" Obviously, even if it is the third genius of the Demon Wei Pavilion, in the eyes of Yan Guiluo, it is no different from an ordinary disciple, he will reprimand when he opens his mouth, and if he is unhappy, he will fight, anyway, the strength in the Demon Wei Pavilion is respected, even if it is the son of the head of the house, he will be bullied if his strength is not good.

"Yes, yes, yes! The adult taught me a lesson!" Zhang Mengmeng hurriedly pretended to be cute, pretending to be a good baby, she was very clear, the master in front of her really started a fire, and she didn't need any unique secret weapons, just a pair of fleshy palms, and the big ears were scraped down, even the big disciples who entered the body couldn't stand it! Zhang Mengmeng knew that her small body was two pounds, and she knew that she had finally raised such a white, clean, bright and cute little face that couldn't stand the ravages of Lord Guiluo.

“...... This person, what are you going to do with it? Ugly words ahead, this little cub's strength is very strange, obviously he doesn't have the slightest divine cultivation, but his strength is at least five times in the body!" Yan Guiluo raised his eyes and saw Zhang Mengmeng's cute little girl's flattering appearance, and the other two big men also hung their heads with their chests and bowed their heads, and they couldn't find a reason to get angry and smoke people for a while. He is a strict ghost and a master of qi, and he is very principled when he walks the rivers and lakes, there is no reason, no excuse, and he will never do anything, which is a bit like the style of a righteous person.

"He doesn't know how to do magic skills?!" Before Uncle Yan's words fell, Liang Yunguang, who had always been fast-talking, was the first to scream, almost forgetting the wound on his shoulder, no wonder, although the cold ice magic of silver dust pierced his shoulder, the residual Dongqi almost completely paralyzed the surrounding nerves, so that the three of them didn't feel any pain, but the wound looked too scary.

Liang Yunguang screamed in surprise, in exchange for a fierce glare from Yan Guiluo, and quickly lowered his head and covered his mouth silently, and even wanted to hide behind Wei Zhongxian.

"This ...... My lord, look at ......" Wei Zhongxian's brain is better after all, and he hurriedly handed over the disposal of the spoils with both hands, thinking that in this way, he can also slightly curry favor with the famous adult in front of him.

"I don't know~~~~" Yan Guiluo's blood-red strange eyes rolled, and he didn't appreciate it at all. Wei Zhongxian could only touch his nose in a sneering manner and remained silent.

The little sister looked at ...... Can you stay for a while?" Zhang Mengmeng's tone was full of uncertainty, on the one hand, this little guy had just repaired the three of them, not only smashed the faces of the three talents of the Demon Wei Pavilion, but also opened a huge hole in their bodies, which would have to leave a scar in the future, especially unforgivable for Zhang Mengmeng, who loved beauty, as for the fact that he shot a big man, Zhang Mengmeng instinctively ignored it, because the people of the Demon Wei Pavilion are used to not thinking about the life and death of the lowest level disciples, in their eyes, those people are consumables, they are all wastes with no hope of divine cultivation and low strength。 Therefore, she wanted to kill the silver dust, just because the silver dust hurt the face and body of the three talents of their Demon Pavilion.

On the other hand, Zhang Mengmeng is a little reluctant, after all, she is a girl, not a snake-headed wilderness banshee, she has a girl's heart for beautiful and cute little animals, and has a little protection**, and their latest trophy Silver Dust happens to be the "beautiful and cute little animal" in Zhang Mengmeng's eyes, who called Silver Dust to look distressed!

So she wandered for a while, never able to make up her mind to kill the little one. It's not that she's soft-hearted, it's that she thinks she broke this cute little toy before she could have a good time, it's not good, don't.

"Whatever you want. Yan Guiluo coldly threw down a sentence and turned to leave. Watching his slick, muscular back disappear into view at the end of the field, the three of them couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Under the pressure of Zhang Mengmeng's eyes, Wei Zhongxian resigned himself to carrying the silver dust, and was demoted from the three talents of the dignified Demon Wei Pavilion to the porter of the Demon Wei Pavilion, while Liang Yunguang set off first to gather people, and in their plan, the forty or so "meat tickets" that were tied up were far from reaching the expected goal. He also has to collect more "meat tickets" and gather more masters to prepare for that plan.

【Midnight】

"Say you're not afraid it's fake......" Yinchen was stuffed in the cloth bag, thinking silently, and couldn't help sighing: "This is the first time in my life that Yinchen has been kidnapped, alas!"

At this time, he had felt that the bag had not moved for a long time, and the area around the cloth bag was quiet, and there seemed to be no one moving around. He closed his eyes and forcibly turned on the field scan.

His magical realm is not affected by the cloth bag, and he can still roughly sense his surroundings. At this time, he was piled up in a warehouse along with many terrified and desperate people.

This warehouse is a large house of 10 zhang square. Xu Duogan's thick wooden pillars support a large, flat roof, wooden walls, and four-fold wooden doors, there are no carved railings and paintings, and there are no other features except that they are wide enough.

Silver Dust used the domain scan to observe the surrounding environment carefully, and confirmed that there were no people above the realm to guard him, so he carefully transported his magic power, summoned the ice sword, and wanted to cut the rope on his body, it was not that he didn't like to play bondage games, the main thing was that he only liked to tie up girls and didn't like to be tied by girls.

The ice sword cut through it so badly that it didn't break a single rope or nearly cut through his clothes. Yinchen flattened his mouth, and his heart was set on fire directly. Of course, it's just a small flame.

This time, the rope quickly fused, and Silver Dust was shocked to smell a smell of molten metal.

Silver Dust scanned the environment in the realm one last time to make sure that no one noticed it, and then gently sliced through the cloth bag with his ice sword. He stood up and staggered over the other two cloth bags beneath him (as if stepping on one of them's buttocks) before barely finding a place to stay.

Silver Dust moved his numb hands and feet slightly, looking around, he made up his mind to flee at this moment, the appearance of the master of the Qi Transformation Stage made him feel a lot of pressure, and the encounter during this time from the Heavenly Sword Pass made him feel aggrieved: "Who did I recruit to provoke whom! I just want to take a walk and take a look!" Such a complaint appeared in his heart more than once, but he had no way to confide in anyone, because no one here would listen to the nonsense of a person like him who had no divine cultivation.

The flames condensed in his hands, and then dissipated. For a moment, Silverdust thought about taking the initiative to spin out of control and incinerate everything here to ashes, but he held back, knowing that it would be useless to do so.

"Those Taoist priests, those group of black Taoist priests, since there are Qi Transformation Masters appearing, it is difficult to guarantee that there is no higher master of the distraction and returning to the Void Golden Pill Yuan Infant level, even if my magic power is out of control and the elemental compensation is used together, what can I do?" Yinchen thought sadly, standing alone and helplessly in the dark and empty "warehouse", accompanied only by the sobs of horror and despair that came from those cloth bags from time to time.

Once again, he felt his own weakness, and once again he arose a desire for great strength, but this desire was like a campfire in Antarctica, bright for a while, and then extinguished by the cold wind. He couldn't. He is not one of those lucky heroes who travel through the other world with all kinds of golden fingers, but a poor orphan who was abandoned in the other world for unknown reasons. His power comes from magic, but here, where everyone cultivates divine skills, he can't find a single word related to magical knowledge. He couldn't find any secret to the magic that could continue to be cultivated, he couldn't find any higher-end magic that he could continue to cultivate, he couldn't find the magic book, he couldn't find the spell book, not even the scrolls, no runes, no spell simplification formulas, no enchantment prototype maps, no elemental rotation speed adjustment tables, he didn't have anything at all!!

His strength may be able to reach the level of a thirteenth-level demon master through his stuffy cultivation, but what about the future, the Great Demon Master, the Holy Master, the Legendary Holy Master, the Elemental Apostle, the Rule Apostle, the Realm King, the Supreme King, and even the legendary Dharma God?

He had absolutely no idea.

"Do you only have the strength to enter the body for a lifetime? hehehehehe...... With this strength, what kind of happy life do you talk about...... What else are you talking about living a wonderful life......" Yinchen smiled, laughing with tears in his eyes, and he sat down with his back in a decadent and broken ass, and pressed heavily on the face of some unlucky ghost in the cloth bag at his feet, ignoring a scream that had changed his tune from there.

He fell on his back and leaned against another bulging sack, which must have been stuffed with a fat man.

He just burst into tears, staring at the black, empty ceiling. The sterling silver pupils with delicate magic patterns slowly spread.

It's useless to run. It's luck to be able to escape this time, but what about the next time?

Yinchen didn't dare to think about it, and there was no need to think about it. In the world of monks, strength is respected, and he Yinchen seems to be destined to have no chance with strength.

"Yating, let's see you again in the next life......" The pupils really slowly spread. Silver Dust's soul, Silver Dust's realm, Silver Dust's sea of qi, and Silver Dust's will are all slowly and little by little collapsing at this time. This is not self-detonation magic, this is the most common way for magicians to commit suicide, the way to die a dignified and dignified death - mana source solution.