Although the latest news of the Xuanyu Plain can't be reached outside, the Dryad Mu Xun can still roughly guess a few situations.

In an underground pit in a dense forest at the foot of Qianxi Guanshan.

"If the plan goes well, Pan Rong has already chosen the target for poisoning in the past few days, but I don't know if Pan Rong can use that black dead wood branch to open an opening for the master of the Nine Xuanmen.

But it doesn't matter if Pan Rong can't do it, anyway, this is Pan Rong who begged me several times before he was given this opportunity, even if Pan Rong really failed, and it was good to be caught, in that case, the attention of Jiuxuanmen would be on Pan Rong."

Mu Xun lay on his side and looked at the opening above the hole in the ground, and now the area where the opening was just big enough for one person to enter and exit was already overgrown with dense plants.

This makes it difficult for passers-by to notice that the opening to the hole is now approaching evening, and the constant sound of insects has been heard throughout the forest.

"At this time, today's Tianque Ten Thousand Souls Fighting Law Conference on the Xuanyu Plain has ended, counting the days, the demon cultivation team that has been hanging our appetite should also appear, and I don't know why the Nine Xuanmen has hidden those demon cultivation teams so well."

Just when Mu Xun was thinking about whether to think of other ways to contact Panrong on the Xuanyu Plain, there was some movement in the distance in the area where the cave was located.

So Mu Xun immediately stood up for safety, and then pulled the bamboo mat to the other side of the "convex" hole in the ground, so that someone could only see a clearing from above.

When the movement disappeared, Mu Xun spread the bamboo mat on the ground, and then slowly lay down.

"It seems that those monks should have made a special trip to visit the Qianxi Temple, and they slowly walked from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, but they were also very sensible."

Mu Xun closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Xuanyu Plain, where many flying magic boats stopped.

"At the beginning, many monks concluded that the four demon cultivation teams had arrived in the Xuanyu Plain based on the four flying magic boats parked in this area, and some monks also sensed some demonic energy."

Ye Kui looked at four of the dozens of flying magic boats.

Originally, Ye Kui planned to go back to the attic directly to rest and think about other things, but halfway through, Ye Kui suddenly wanted to go here to see the situation.

"Is there one missing?"

At this time, Ye Kui inadvertently counted the flying magic boats that were supposed to be four, and then Ye Kui found that only three were flying magic boats that demon cultivators were riding.

"When this happens, does the Nine Xuanmen still not care at all?"

Ye Kui felt that something was wrong with this matter, if the four demon cultivators who had not shown up at all could leave and return to the Xuanyu Plain in the flying magic boat at will, the ghost knew how many demon cultivators were riding on it when the flying magic boat returned.

"It stands to reason that the Nine Xuanmen should have sent the Nine Xuanmen monks to guard this place day and night as before, but except for the last time, there were no Nine Xuanmen monks who came to this area to take a few looks, and even those Nine Xuanmen monks who patrolled everywhere deliberately avoided here."

Ye Kui was therefore sure that some of his previous conjectures were correct, and that the Nine Xuanmen and those demon cultivators had reached some kind of agreement, or some kind of cooperation.

"As the host of this Tianque Ten Thousand Souls Fighting Law Conference, Jiuxuanmen would really do such a thing, could it be that the representatives of the other large immortal sects really didn't notice? Or have they all acquiesced in this behavior?"

Ye Kui couldn't help but think of the representatives of the large immortal sect sitting on the small high platform he saw on the viewing platform.

"I really don't understand what Jiuxuanmen thinks, first they didn't even catch that murderer, and then they were planning other things everywhere."

Thinking of this, Ye Kui didn't plan to continue wasting his efforts here, so he hurried towards the attic.

After the summer crane left the room, Fang Ziyou, who was covered in bandages, was invaded by the trapped intention, and after a while, the injured Fang Ziyou finally fell asleep again.

After that, Fang Ziyu dreamed of some strange things.

A young man who looked like Fang Ziyou was in the dark

The alleys weaved swiftly through the alleys like a panther, constantly climbing over fences and walls, as if desperately searching for something.

And in an ordinary house a few feet away from Fang Ziyou, a strangely shaped creature was crawling forward, and the family of four in the house was sleeping soundly, completely unaware of what was about to happen to them.

Finally, the strange tiger and wolf-like monster reached its ideal position, picked up some of the tiles on the house, and saw the sleeping couple and two children in the room below, saliva could not help but flow from between its tongue and teeth, its eyes were fixed on the two children, and the muscles of the rest of its limbs began to contract, ready to begin the first full meal here.

At this moment, Fang Ziyou arrived, saw the monster lying on the roof, didn't think about it, immediately trotted and sprinted to the wall, and then jumped onto the roof from the side of the wall, although the range of movement was very large, but the sound was unusually small.

The monster's mind was all about the food below, and he didn't care about the small voice behind him. The monster's pupils contracted suddenly, and its front paws exerted force to the left and right, and a large hole was instantly opened in the house, and the sleeping family of four under the house woke up one after another, and looked up along the roof.

It was found that there was nothing but a hole the size of a water tank and some fallen tiles.

"Where did the wild cats fight in groups, it's really unlucky!"

The man shouted loudly, and then, at the urging of the woman, the man had to take tools and a wooden staircase to repair the roof.

On the other side, when Fang Ziyou rushed towards the monster, he took the opportunity to wrap his hands around its waist and pull the monster off the roof together.

When he was about to land, Fang Ziyou kicked towards the monster with his feet, the two separated, Fang Ziyou bent his arms, supported the ground with his palms, and opened the distance between him and the monster after touching the ground.

Then he took out a small black bone vial from the zipper pocket of his clothes, unplugged it, and threw it into the grass not far away, and the surrounding scene visible to the naked eye blurred from the center of the small grass pile, and after a few seconds, it returned to normal.

Back at the moment when the monster lifted the roof tiles, Fang Ziyou flew towards the monster at a fast speed, flew down the eaves with the monster in his arms, and finally landed in a spacious hay field.

I didn't see the specific appearance of the monster just now, but now by the moonlight, I can barely see the appearance of the monster.

It was a dozen feet tall when it was fully standing, and it didn't look that big when it was lying on the roof.

The seven-foot-tall Fang Ziyou was in front of it, looking a little short.

The monster has a wolf-faced lion's mane on its upper body, a black tiger body on its lower body, and a scorpion tail that it consciously hides behind one of its thick legs, which is not visible from the front if you don't look closely at the shadow.

After rolling, Fang Ziyou immediately got up and pulled out the firewood knife placed in the bamboo knife frame behind his waist, and the originally flat and hooked head of the firewood knife was sharpened into an inclined sharp angle by Fang Ziyou.

"It's a bit hard to deal with, I used to be a bit of a stunned guy, but now this big guy's head is going to spin, and in addition to the sharp teeth and four claws, you have to be careful of the thorny tail."

Fang Ziyou thought for a while, took a step forward with his left foot, bent his legs slightly, raised the firewood knife in his right hand, aimed the tip of the knife at the monster's throat, and put his left hand behind his waist.

The wolf-faced monster bent over and hunched its arms, ten sharp claws sticking out from the fingertips of its palms, the roots of its feet raised, and the claws of its soles piercing into the ground.

Suddenly, the wolf-faced monster moved first, exerting all his strength, kicking up a large cloud of dust behind him, and the monster rushed towards Fang Ziyou.

Fang Ziyou reacted in time, swinging his right hand backwards, and forcefully threw the firewood knife towards the wolf-faced monster's heart, and at the same time ran forward.

The wolf-faced monster saw the flying firewood knife, slapped the flying firewood knife with its left paw, and when it rushed to the sprint, it found that the place where Fang Ziyou was originally located was empty.

Then he felt an object on the left flying towards the neck, and the wolf-faced monster subconsciously swung his body back, and a flying axe flew diagonally, followed by a stinging pain from the back of the back, and the wolf-faced face quickly turned around after eating the pain, and at the same time waved his right arm to cross backwards along a semicircular trajectory.

With a tear, Fang Ziyou, who failed to exit the danger range in time, had several cuts on his right shoulder, and the wound was seen

Bone, blood flowing. After successfully counterattacking, the wolf-faced monster jumped away for a distance, staring at Fang Ziyou viciously, while licking the blood on its paws viciously.

After Fang Ziyou looked at the wound with a bitter face, he looked at the little blood stain on the tip of the firewood knife he was holding, and shook his head.

Fang Ziyou's set of attacks just now, the first three times were all disguises, and the fourth was a dead hand.

Raise the knife at the monster's throat openly; The thrown knife was aimed at the monster's heart; The axe flew at the monster's throat again; Finally, he stabbed straight to the heart from behind.

At this time, Fang Ziyou's whole body only had a normal temperature with his head, but it wouldn't be long before the chill would spread.

Fang Ziyou felt that his whole head was invaded by the cold, but it was obviously such a critical moment, Fang Ziyou was not as flustered as he was at the beginning, I don't know if he was frozen stupid or what the reason is, Fang Ziyou's mind was very clear.

Fang Ziyou began to try to walk slowly in the room like a normal person, and then found that he was almost the same as himself in a normal state except for feeling cold all over.

When Fang Ziyou tried to touch the wall again with the handle of the dagger and the arm holding the dagger, he actually found that the dagger and his arm did not sink into the wall as before, but Fang Ziyou was not in a hurry to be happy.

Suddenly, a feeling of suffocation came, breathing began to become unsmooth, then dizziness and weakness, limbs began to stiffen, and finally the whole body was enveloped in death.

But at this time, Fang Ziyou, whose brain was becoming more and more sober, could only endure the severe pain and retreat back to the bed step by step.

In this process, Fang Ziyou found that his body was getting stiffer and stiffer, and even his legs were about to be unstable, and his whole body began to tremble constantly.

The dream ended here, and then Fang Ziyou felt a feeling of suffocation again, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, just when Fang Ziyou was about to faint, Fang Ziyou finally lay on the bed again.

At this time, the chill in his body disappeared in less than half a second, and his body returned to its normal temperature, so Fang Ziyou fell to the ground and fell asleep.

If nothing else, a magic circle was placed in this room, and Fang Ziyou's act of leaving the bed just now just triggered the magic circle, so Fang Ziyou would experience the kind of thing just now.

The next morning, Xia He, who returned to this room again, found Fang Ziyou lying on the floor with his shirt open, and Xia He didn't think much about it, after all, Xia He saw a lot of sleep difference and sleepwalking, so Xia He carried Fang Ziyou to the hospital bed without saying a word, and Xia He, who had done this, specially waited for Fang Ziyou by the bedside for a while.

"Let's come back later."

But half an hour later, Fang Ziyou still slept as heavy as a dead pig, so Xia He had to sigh and leave here.

When Fang Ziyou woke up, it was close to noon, Fang Ziyou felt the extra pain in his body, so Fang Ziyou confirmed that what happened last night was not a dream, and he was forced back to bed and lie down by something when he tried to get up and walk around.

After a few incense sticks, Xia He finally returned to the room again, and asked Fang Ziyou a series of questions before leaving here.

In the afternoon, Fang Ziyou, who was wrapped in bandages, had been helped by the other monks to change from that room to his new room.

"That's a lot of trouble."

After Fang Ziyou closed the door, he was a little relieved to be next to the bed.

In the evening, Fang Ziyou had already removed all the bandages on his body, and now the wounds on Fang Ziyou's body had already scarred, and after a simple bath, Fang Ziyou changed his clothes again.

Then Fang Ziyou tried to walk out of the house, but was stopped by the two monks outside the door, so Fang Ziyou had to return to the room honestly.

The next morning, Fang Ziyou was forcibly taken to a more spacious room by the two monks outside the door, and many of the monks here were dressed in the same clothes as Fang Ziyou.

"After that happens, which is what you have experienced, there will be miasma and all kinds of plants that are harmful to mortals and harmless to monks and demon cultivators, if mortals enter the assimilation zone

, then the end is the only way to die.

But remember, the monk is not immune to those miasma, and the monk will only feel uncomfortable if he inhales the miasma for a short time, and if he inhales the miasma for a long time, then the monk will end up with a mortal death.

Only demon cultivators can completely ignore those miasma, and we haven't been able to investigate the specific reason."

After Fang Ziyou found an empty seat and sat down, he heard a monk in front of him explain something to the other monks.

"That must be a ghost made by the demon cultivator, wouldn't it be better for us to kill the demon cultivator between us?"

Then a monk suddenly asked.

The monk standing at the top heard the monk ask such a question, and he did not know how to answer it for a while.

After a while, the monk who had been questioned pointed to the other monk, and the monk who had been on the table stood up.

"You answer his question."

The monk at the top continued.

"To put it simply, sometimes it's mutually beneficial, and it's a bit unwise to have to be beaten to death with a stick."

The monk who had been named to answer continued to sit in a daze, as if he had answered the same question several times.

When Fang Ziyou also wanted to ask a question, Fang Ziyou found that he had been carried to the outside of this room with the clothes behind his back.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Fang Ziyou, who had never been put down, said angrily to the guy behind him.

So Fang Ziyou was put down, and then Fang Ziyou suddenly felt that Fang Ziyou, who was put on the back of his neck with a big hand, maintained the posture of just sitting down like a stone sculpture.

Even if he exerted all his strength, he only leaned back less than half a centimeter, but it didn't last long, and his body was slightly bent again, and only his eyes could move freely.

Fang Ziyou, who couldn't move, rolled his eyes to look around, and when he looked at the floor in front of him, he found a tall shadow covering his shadow.

"Maybe that gentleman doesn't care about these trivial things, but for the sake of our safety here, I need to do it.

Now it's time for you to tell us where you came from, why you were brought here, and why you changed rooms on the first day. Special care? Or do you know any important information? Now you'd better give me a more reasonable explanation, or else..."

A dull voice came from behind, and when he finished the last word, the index finger and thumb of the big hand on the back of Fang Ziyou's neck pinched a little harder, and the other party's threat was obvious.

Fang Ziyou was very angry after hearing this, but he was also extremely depressed and a little scared, how should he answer? I came here after I fell into a coma, and I didn't know the process at all, did I make it up?

Now that he is threatened by this person named Duan Qizhen, he is really eight years old.

This Fang Ziyou really wanted to give this strange and vicious monk a big fist, but he just thought about it, after all, Fang Ziyou couldn't even move a finger now, and even if he could, he wouldn't be able to beat this arrogant guy behind him.

"Let's get started, let's talk."

After a while, the burly slim body behind Fang Ziyou pinched it a few more times and then took away the hand that was placed on the back of Fang Ziyou's neck, and then.

Signaling Fang Ziyou can explain.

After hearing this, Fang Ziyou chose to adapt what he had experienced a little bit and tell the burly monk opposite.

"That's it?"

The burly monk was silent for a while after listening to Fang Ziyou's explanation.

"If you join us, we'll protect you too."

"This..."

Hearing the burly monk say this, Fang Ziyou was also stunned.

"You don't have to rush to reply, I'll give you some time to think about it, see you here tomorrow morning."

The burly man left the place directly.

When Fang Zi returned to his room, Fang Zi

Yu found that there was a strange male monk lying on the bed in his room in a "big" shape, and the other party was still wrapped in bandages.

"What's going on?"

Fang Ziyou said suspiciously.

Then the monk who looked dead asleep also noticed Fang Ziyou, so the other party got up from the bed.

"Huh? Got into the wrong room again? I'm sorry, I'm leaving."

The monk apologized casually and left Fang Ziyou's room.

Now Fang Ziyou was also a little used to these things, so Fang Ziyou hurriedly changed the spare sheets, and then lay on the bed thinking about what the burly monk said just now.

This time, Ye Kui finally returned to the room in the attic, and when Ye Kui closed the door of the house, Ye Kui sighed, and then sat on the straight chair to recall today's discovery.

At this time, the monks in the extraterritorial space of the Xuanyu Plain were also returning to the attic, and today's competition could be regarded as over, but the long-awaited thing of most of the monks still did not happen, that is, the appearance of the demon cultivation team.

After a while, Jiang Zhijin, who returned to the attic, came to the room where Ye Kui was as soon as possible.

"Ye Kui, I'm too lazy to urge you, this time you directly said that you found something again, it's best to say something that surprised me."

Jiang Zhijin, who walked into the room, closed the door and walked to the straight chair next to Ye Kui and sat down.

"Zhi Jin, there is a monk who discovered the stone cave passage under the waterfall before you and me, and he seems to know some things that you and I don't know, but unfortunately he doesn't seem to want to talk to me too much, even if I take the initiative to persuade for a long time, he still has no intention of joining forces."

At this time, the person Ye Kui was talking about was Yong Xiaojing, the current master of the Blood Demon Gate.

"Huh? Ye Kui, are you sure? And who is that man?"

After Ye Kui finished speaking, Jiang Zhijin on the side was inevitably a little curious.

"I also mentioned him in front of you before, Yong Xiaojing, he is the current master of the Blood Demon Sect."

"Yong Xiaojing? That's right, you did tell me about this person before, but how did Yong Xiaojing know about Jiuxuanmen and the murderer? Could it be that Yong Xiaojing is secretly investigating these things like you?"

Jiang Zhijin said, and thought of how Ye Kui introduced that Yong Xiaojing before.

It's a pity that Jiang Zhijin only knows the name Yong Xiaojing, and has not seen that Yong Xiaojing himself.

"I don't know very well, according to Yong Xiaojing's own words, he just didn't find out about this, and then he investigated it by the way, and finally came to some conclusions."

Ye Kui thought for a while before answering Jiang Zhijin, after all, he had asked Yong Xiaojing a similar question at that time, but Yong Xiaojing answered a little confused, Ye Kui didn't know for a while whether Yong Xiaojing really had no intention of inserting willows into the willows, or deliberately investigated these.

"If that's the case, then that Yong Xiaojing is indeed a little unusual, it seems that he became the new master of the Blood Demon Gate, and it is very likely that he has changed the matter of the Blood Demon Gate."

Yong Xiaojing nodded thoughtfully.

"Zhi Jin, if there are other monks who have a very ordinary relationship with you take the initiative to talk to you, and then ask you about the Nine Xuanmen and the murderer, and then the monk wonders how you know this, and wants you to reveal more clues to him, then what do you do?"

"In this case, I may also be perfunctory to the other party at will, if the other party and I are closer ordinary friends, then I may fool the other party like Yong Xiaojing fooled you."

Jiang Zhijin replied to Ye Kui seriously, and Jiang Zhijin can be regarded as knowing part of Yong Xiaojing's feelings, of course, Ye Kui is the same.