The demon race is a strange race, the body is thousands, a hundred years old to cultivate spiritual wisdom, a thousand years old to transform into a human form, most of the appearance is strange and beautiful, born arrogant and self-controlled, excluding any race except the demon. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because of this rejection, but also for self-protection, most of the demon clan has lived in a place far away from the world for generations, for example, in the past few thousand years, the settlement of the demon clan for generations has been chosen in Qiwu Mountain, which has the protection of natural illusions.

Unless a strong force shoots down the center of Qiwu Mountain from the sky, or steps according to the special footwork at the entrance of the mountain, otherwise, people who are not from the demon clan will not be able to enter this strange mountain until they die.

In the road map given by the demon clan, there is a small note pasted, and there is a footwork of entering the mountain on it. However, this footwork had to be matched with a specific time, which happened to be late at night the day before the ceremony. There are still more than three days left.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and in the end, they couldn't help but look at the most influential sects present.

"The demon clan has always acted strangely and unpredictable, and in my opinion, we should not act rashly. ”

"What does Master Li mean by asking me to wait here for three days?"

"Master Qin, you have the ability, then you can go first. ”

"You!"

After a discussion in a few words, the heads of several big factions opened their mouths, and with a flick of their sleeves, they almost started directly.

In the end, someone boldly looked at Xu Changfeng and Dugu Shuhe, who had never spoken.

"I don't know what suggestions the Dugu Demon Lord and Sect Master Xu have?"

Dugu Shuhe was in a pool of stagnant water and the stage of changing his face with literary and artistic scholars at this time, he smiled when he heard the words, took out the handle of the fan, and fanned it gently, and after a long time, he said: "Shuhe has no opinion, so he listens to what Sect Master Xu says." ”

Many of the people present saw Dugu Shuhe's side for the first time, and immediately thought that they had seen ghosts in the daytime, especially the demon cultivators, and some even fell to the ground, wanting to cry and howl to see if their demon lord suddenly had a bad brain. Of course, no one dares to say this speculation.

Xu Changfeng has dealt with Dugu Shuhe countless times, and naturally he knows very well about the situation that he seems to be a little crazy, and at this time, he was not very surprised to see him suddenly change his face like this, but he subconsciously stared at a sect manager beside him, and then he said: "Three days is for cultivators like us, but in the blink of an eye, it doesn't hurt to wait for one level." Of course, if anyone is impatient and wants to be a pioneer for us, they are also welcome. ”

"We all listen to Sect Master Xu!"

"Yes, listen to Sect Master Xu!"

As soon as Xu Changfeng's words fell, several major faction leaders were the first to echo.

The rest of the many old demons who can talk have no opinion when they look at their own demon masters, so they have to hold back their impulses for the time being and have no action for the time being.

The Dao Demon Powers who have the right to speak have no opinions, and the remaining small fish and shrimp dare not have the slightest objection.

Everyone set up camp on the periphery of Qiwu Mountain, or meditated with their eyes closed, or exchanged feelings, or reverie in a daze, and waited quietly for three days to pass.

With Lu Zheng's original plan, he wanted to take advantage of the three-day interval to catch up with Dugu Ant. The old man who had no choice but to change his face was too mad, whenever he got together with the ant clothes, the old man with a gentle and elegant face stared at him with a pair of extremely resentful eyes, and couldn't help but make an unclear "hehe" sound.

Dugu had already fled as if he didn't know where to go, and Dugu Ant couldn't help but rub his forehead several times. Lu Zheng had goosebumps all over his body, he really couldn't resist the demonic old man, and he couldn't bear to suffer mental destruction with Dugu Ant Dress, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he was forced to run away in the "hehe" sound of envy and hatred that the old man was smiling again.

Depressed in his heart, Lu Zheng simply walked to the unknown forest further west of Qiwu Mountain. His original intention was to find a place where no one was, release strange beasts, and cultivate strange beasts. But I don't want to, this time I go, and I will walk out of an "adventure".

The forest is as dead as a mystery, and there is not the slightest bird singing and insect chirping.

Lu Zheng involuntarily lightened his steps, and pressed one hand on the hilt of the Flowing Fire Sword.

At this moment, an inconspicuous rustling sound of falling leaves came from overhead, Lu Zheng took a big step back, and then, when he looked up, he found that above the position where he was standing, a fiery red figure stood quietly on the tall treetops.

If it weren't for the fallen leaves, he wouldn't have found out that there was someone else in the forest besides him.

The figure moved slightly, revealing a bewitching side face under the moonlight, and his eyes looked at it faintly, and he let out a "giggle" smile for a long time.

Lu Zheng took a breath, pulled out a smile, and said, "It was Miss Lan." ”

Fortunately, he didn't attack the top of his head at the first time, otherwise, he wouldn't have been sliced by the big blue witch by now.

It was none other than Lan Buregret, who had not seen him for a long time.

The moment Lu Zheng saw Lan Buregret, in addition to being frightened, there was also a trace of indescribable surprise.

At the recent martial arts conference, the final Dao Demon Martial Arts, Lan Buregret didn't play in person, and the Yin Wei Sect followed the intention to go through the motions, and only sent an ordinary person with mediocre qualifications to the field, and was killed by Dugu Ant in seconds after only one move.

"I wonder if Miss Lan is unwell?"

When Lu Zheng came back to his senses, this sentence had already come out of his mouth naturally.

With his understanding of Lan Buregret, this person has an obsession with Dugu Ant Clothes, an obsession with wanting to fight completely and divide the victory and defeat.

Under the moonlight, Lan Buregret was even more demonic, and her face was even paler, which made people worry about whether she was paper-paste.

"Oh, you care about me?"

Lan Bu regretted dragging out his tone, replied without much fluctuation, and immediately jumped down from under the tall treetops without warning.

When Lan Buregret's figure jumped into the air, there was a sudden shock, she was like a kite with a broken string, suddenly fluttering and swaying, floating with the wind, not at all self-controlled.

Lu Zheng was startled, didn't have time to think about it, jumped up, grabbed the person in mid-air, and landed on the ground together.

"Miss Blue, are you really unwell?"

Lan Buregret glanced at Lu Zheng lightly, there was an imperceptible smile in the depths of his eyes, and said faintly: "The pearl of the sea has swallowed too much." ”

"What?"

"I swallowed more than 300 pearls in one bite, and there was something wrong in my body, and my cultivation came and went. ”

Lu Zheng: "......"

He always knew that Lan Buregret was a cow and a pervert, but he didn't expect her to be a cow. Throughout the ages, who dared to swallow more than 300 pearls of the sea? Even if he swallowed 200 pearls, it would be protracted and gradual, plus he was a dual cultivator of spiritual and martial arts, and his physique was special, so of course he could digest them. And Lan Bu regrets such nonsense, he didn't explode and died, he was really convinced! )