Shen Qingyi looked down and suddenly gasped.

Twilight's face is not good.

Shen Qing glanced around consciously.

Red and green intersect, incense is smeared, the smell of wine is permeated, and the sound of men and women laughing can be heard from time to time outside.

In addition, the male cultivator who was stepped on by Shen Qing ** rose, his fair skin was flushed with powder, and he seemed to be a little unstable by Shen Qingyi's condescending eyes.

This place reveals the erosion of the wine pond meat forest.

Shen Qingyi hurriedly withdrew his foot.

The moment Shen Qing retracted his feet, Twilight felt the terrifying pressure on her body recede like a tide.

looked at Shen Qingyi, who had stepped back a meter away.

Twilight couldn't help but tuck her clothes together to see what was covering her body.

Glancing at Shen Qingyi with a slight slanted eye, he was full of countless styles, as if he was charming.

Twilight glanced quietly at the sky above the attic.

This man came out of a strange place, as if he appeared out of thin air.

He had never heard of someone being able to break through the barrier of the Dream Demon Tower.

Otherwise, the monks who have been sold in, abducted, or who can't stand the people who want to run away, and the monks who want to make trouble, will not die without a problem.

And this man, Twilight thought of the coercion that had scared him so much that he could barely breathe.

He had never felt such power!

Even the flower girl in the Dream Demon Building seems to be less than one ten-thousandth of him.

"Guest, but you came in looking for a pleasing hearth?"

Furnace Ding?

Shen Qing glanced at the person lying on his side.

Now that she had stabilized her emotions, she couldn't see any emotion on her face, so she looked at Twilight so quietly, which made Twilight a little uncomfortable and pulled her clothes.

He was all too familiar with such a gaze, and he had been subjected to such a gaze since he entered this place.

Over time, I gradually got used to it.

But the monk in front of him seemed to be a little different from those monks.

There is no cause in his eyes.

Twilight tied up her clothes, but the moment she raised her hand, Shen Qingyi's gaze inadvertently saw an inconspicuous silver mark on the inside of Twilight's wrist.

Shen Qingyi's mind flashed a thing.

Luohai Tianyuan, there is a clan, named Ji Dan Clan, everyone in the clan is good at alchemy and poison making, and the Ji Dan clan people will tattoo a silver clan Hui logo on the inside of their wrists.

However, there are very few Ji Dan people in the immortal cultivation world, except for the exchange meetings every hundred years, they are generally not open to the public, and intermarriage with foreign clans is prohibited within the clan.

seemed to be aware of Shen Qingyi's gaze, and he couldn't help but be vigilant, and reached out to cover his silver mark quietly.

This continent should be said to be the entire Pankong Realm, and few people should know about the existence of their Ji clan.

When the clan was in distress, although he escaped by luck, he was later sold to this Dream Demon Building by traffickers who specialized in abducting monks in the immortal cultivation world.

This stay is more than 50 years.

And for more than 50 years, he also roughly understood where he was now.

I have long left the original small world and come to the disk space.

The legend about the Ji tribe here is almost zero.

At least in some of the information he heard, there was no news of the Jidan.

Thinking of something, Twilight's lowered eyes lifted slightly.

"Guest?"

The enchanting voice sounded, like a spring breeze.

Shen Qingyi tilted his head slightly, dodging the sound waves that were so subtle that they were almost negligible.