"Also, can you not tell Xiao Yanxiang about this?" The demon hesitated and pleaded.

"Are you afraid of him worrying?" Pu Jia Road.

"I'm ......" The demon hesitated to say it, but if he did, he was afraid that Pu Jia would misunderstand, but if he didn't say it, he had already misunderstood.

"It's okay, I promise you." Pu Jia did not continue to ask.

"I know he won't agree if I tell him." The demon finally decided to speak out.

"Do you think that the demon is not as worried about your safety as Mu Yu, so he chose to tell me?" Pu Jia said softly.

The demon was bitter in his heart, and he was really misunderstood by Pu Jia.

The demon was about to open her mouth to explain, but Pujia suddenly leaned in and reached out and pinched her cheek.

A familiar feeling, but now it feels like a world away.

The demon froze in place for a while, and the years seemed to go back in silence, stopping in the shadow of the brook and trees in the canyon that did not know the world.

Pu Jia leaned her face close to the demon's ear, and wrapped her hands around her body, stopping at the back of her neck. Feeling the warm breath of Pu Jia close at hand, the demon suddenly felt his face burn.

She squinted at her, and just happened to see Pu Jia's warm lips like peach blossoms, and just when the demon mustered up the courage to hug Pu Jia, he suddenly got up.

At the same time, the demon felt a slight cool weight on his neck.

"I didn't expect it to be a good match for you." Pu Jia looked at the demon's chest and exclaimed.

The demon looked along Pu Jia's line of sight and saw that the dark blue drop-shaped stone was lying quietly on his chest.

"The tears of the Nine Heavens Golden Phoenix?" The demon recognized it.

"Do you like it?" Pu Jia asked with a smile in her eyes, as if she didn't care about what the demon said earlier.

Seeing that what he was worried about did not happen, the demon also breathed a sigh of relief, carefully looked at this dreamlike phoenix teardrop, and nodded seriously: "Is Pujia going to give it to me?" ”

"What do you think?" Pu Jia pinched the demon's cheek again, "Remember to give it back to me when you go back." ”

The demon pursed his lips and muttered, "Meat buns beat dogs, can buns go back?" ”

Pu Jia smiled: "The demon is not a dog. ”

Not to be outdone, the demon said: "Tears are not meat buns. ”

……

Ghost Lingzi smiled coldly and walked up to the demon. With a wave of his hand, the black mist condensed into sticky ropes, wrapped around the demon and hung up.

Ghost Lingzi's gaze stopped on the drop-shaped pendant on the demon demon's chest, and a trace of greed flashed in his scarlet eyes.

"I really didn't expect you to have such a treasure on you." The ghost spirit said in a hoarse voice, and as he spoke, he reached out and tried to tear the pendant off the demon's neck.

The moment his fingers touched the pendant, colorful streamers burst out, and the powerful aura forced the ghost spirit to retreat again and again.

The five-colored streamer continued to gather in the air in front of the demon, forming a phantom of a five-colored bird.

"Five-five?" The demon recognized it at a glance.

The phantom of Wuwu turned his head sideways and nodded at the demon.

"Why are you here?" The demon's words were filled with the joy of being in a desperate situation.

"I have the same lineage as the Nine Heavens Golden Phoenix, so Pu Jia sealed one of my projections in the tears of the Nine Heavens Golden Phoenix, and when you encounter danger, the seal will be opened." Five-five ways.

The colorful streamer dissipated, and the illusory figure of Wuwu still protected the demon behind him, and a thicker black mist condensed around the ghost spirit son and stepped forward again.

Ghost Lingzi stopped a few steps away from Wuwu, he didn't rush forward, but grabbed it in the black fog casually, and a giant python with fog condensation suddenly burst out, smashing in the direction of Wuwu and the demon.

With a wave of five or five sharp claws, all the black fog dissipated, and the fog condensation python also dissipated into the air.

With a temptation, Ghost Lingzi's scarlet eyes burned with a kind of excitement before a hunter met his prey.

He licked his lips again, and his gaze went straight over to the demon and landed on the demon's face.

"I'll make your life worse than death." Ghost Lingzi smiled coldly, and his thin hand once again reached into the black mist.

This time, a look of pain appeared on the skeleton-like face of the Ghost Spirit Son, and his hoarse throat continued to let out a low roar, and the whole person seemed to be suffering from pain.

The moon was once again engulfed by dark clouds, and before the last trace of moonlight was removed, a trace of black-red blood flowed from the corner of the ghost Lingzi's mouth.

The next moment, a deafening roar tore through the silent night.

The five-colored streamer emitted by Wuwu's body illuminated the tall blood-colored figure, and the ghost spirit son once again turned into a cloud of black mist, hiding his figure, leaving only this huge figure of blood-light to compete with Wuwu.

"Blood Spirit?" Five-five is unbelievable.

"It turns out that the ghost spirit son is the culprit of the blood curse of the village of no return." The demon suddenly realized.

The blood spirit roared again and rushed towards the demon, brandishing the blood-stained sword in his hand, leaping high, trying to cross the five and five, and slash directly at the demon's arm.

Even if it was just a projection, Wuwu was not as easy to deal with as the blood spirit thought.

Wuwu kept flapping his wings, and the ice-blue wind and snow condensed around it, transforming into sharp ice blades, shooting out towards the blood spirit.

The blood spirit was forced backwards by the ice blade, but Wuwu didn't give him the slightest chance to breathe, and summoned more ice and snow to freeze the blood spirit in place.

The wind and snow condensed into a long sword in front of the demon, and the demon held the hilt of the sword with one hand and the dream bead he had just picked up with the other, and a dark blue translucent butterfly wings were born from his back, and the long sword pointed directly at the blood spirit.

At this moment, a large cloud of black mist quietly descended, blocking the way of the demon. Five-five turned into multicolored streamers, entangled with the black fog. The demon saw the opportunity, and the long sword turned into a terrifying rainbow, stabbing at the chest of the blood spirit.

At this moment, a figure rushed out of nowhere, and she landed lightly on the sword body with a fluttering palm, and the huge force carried the demon's body to the side.

The demon stabilized his body and looked intently, only to see that the figure summoned a black mist from the sky, melting all the ice that froze the blood spirit.

Once again, the waning moon shone brightly from the dark clouds. The frosty moonlight enveloped the earth, dyeing everything with a layer of silver light.

The demon saw through the moonlight that it was a woman dressed in aqua green clothes.

The demon said secretly in his heart: "It turns out that this ghost spirit son and blood spirit actually have a fellow cultivator ghost path female accomplice. ”

The blood spirit broke free from the ice, but instead of attacking the demon again, it let out a terrible and desolate roar, and ran towards the depths of the endless night, and disappeared in a few dodges.

The woman didn't pay any attention to the demon anymore, but chased after the back of the blood spirit.