Chapter 8: Traces of the Demon Race

She poked her little head out and looked around, and there was no Master, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know where the master found the peach blossom cake, it's so delicious, isn't it at the bottom of the mountain?

It's the dead of night now, and if you go down the mountain, Master won't necessarily find out.

.......

"Yoyo ......"

Suddenly, a deer roared behind him, startling Jiang Li and almost tripping over the steps.

"Yunxi?"

Only then did she see clearly that there was a spirit deer cloud with a slight white light in front of her.

It was able to understand Jiang Li's words and nodded.

"I didn't expect you to be so human, I'm really sorry for the things during the day, I didn't mean to, my spiritual power is low, I hurt you by mistake, you won't be angry with me, right?"

Jiang Li tentatively walked towards it, wanting to show favor to it.

I thought that Yun Xi would be angry, but who knew that it would take the initiative to come to him and rub Jiang Li's face.

The furry ears are very cute.

made Jiang Li giggle.

The two get along happily.

Suddenly, Yun Xi seemed to sense something, and suddenly became manic, startling Jiang Li.

"Yunxi! What happened to you? What's wrong? ”

She was a little helpless for a while, and wanted to reach out to comfort her, but she saw that it kept shaking its head, as if signaling something.

Seeing that Jiang Li hadn't reacted yet, Yun Xi simply rushed to Jiang Li's side and knelt down with his front hooves.

"Are you letting me sit on it?"

Jiang Li sat on her back suspiciously, holding its neck timidly.

"Yunxi, you have to bring ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Yun Xi jumped hard and flew up.

"Ahh

Jiang Li hurriedly hugged it tightly, not daring to open his eyes.

It wasn't until she stabilized that she cautiously opened her eyes and looked down at her, no longer able to see Bodhi Peak.

"I'm flying!"

"Yunxi, where are you going to take me?"

Jiang Li opened his arms and shouted happily.

Then Yun Xi leaned down and landed in a mountain forest.

"It's ......."

Jiang Li looked at the dark mountains and forests around her, a little scared.

Yun Xi on the side seemed to have a guide and walked in one direction.

"Yunxi, you wait for me."

Jiang Li walked on his short legs and trotted behind it.

Soon they were at their destination.

In front of me, the moonlight shone like water, better than the day.

"Master?"

Jiang Li saw that in the middle of the clearing, a white-clothed figure was holding a long sword, and the spiritual power around his body increased dramatically, and the whirlpool formed by the powerful spiritual power blew his white robe wantonly.

The fallen leaves on the ground slowly surrounded him like a tornado.

Jiang Li froze in place, a little at a loss.

Yunxi walked anxiously in place.

It is also worried about its own owner.

Suddenly, dark clouds filled the sky, swallowing up the bright moonlight.

The wind is blowing, and the thunder and lightning are blowing.

Jiang Li had a sense of foreboding, and stared at the master worriedly.

In an instant, a large cloud of black mist appeared in the dark mountains and forests, flying towards the dust.

"Master, be careful!"

However, the sound of thunder and lightning had already drowned out Jiang Li's reminder.

Dyeing dust is the line of cultivation for thousands of years, what demons and monsters haven't seen it? In the past, when the immortals and demons were fighting, there were countless demons under their own swords.

For so many years, the two races of immortals and demons have lived in peace and have never crossed the line, but today, there is a puppet of the demon clan who dares to come to Bodhi Peak to make trouble, that is, he is looking for death.

I saw Dye Dust throw the sword in his hand in the air, and then recited the spell lightly, the Ice Dust Sword suddenly increased, and one after another sword qi flew towards the black qi.

It only takes a few clicks to disperse the black gas.

Bursts of wails wafted through the air.

"Dust! You don't have to die well! ”

The winds around the dusty surroundings were fierce, and Jiang Li could not stabilize her body, but fortunately, Yun Xi stood in front of her, which blocked some of the ripples for her.

The dissipation of demonic qi made Jiang Li very uncomfortable, and his spiritual power was weak, and he couldn't bear it, and he couldn't support it anymore and fell in place.

At the last moment of closing the eyes, a dusty and cold face appeared in front of him.

"Master......"

Her mouth opened and closed, and finally she lost consciousness.

Jiang Li had a long, long dream, in which she was in a container, she couldn't run out, and she was about to cry in a hurry.

What does it taste like? Peach Blossom Crisp!

Suddenly, she suddenly smelled a familiar scent.

She opened her eyes little by little, and the dazzling light made her slow down for a long time before she could get used to it.

"Awake?"

Dye Dust sat on the edge of the bed, his white robe still spotless.

"Master, what's the matter?"

Jiang Li's memory is still stuck in the scene of the fight.

"You're just starving, finish your snack and rest for a while."

Dusty glanced at Jiang Li with a deep gaze, and then got up to leave.

Jiang Li scratched her head suspiciously and sat up from the bed.

On the table was the peach blossom cake she liked to eat.

Peach blossom crisp? Is the dream real?

After eating the dessert, Jiang Li felt a lot better, so she prepared to go to the master.

But after searching the entire Bodhi Peak, I didn't see the master.

"Where has Master gone? Aren't you going to teach me the tricks? ”

Jiang Li was depressed under the spirit tree, playing with the branches.

"That's right! Wasn't I going to make a fox fur belt for Master? Master is not here, so I can take this opportunity to go down the mountain to look for fox fur! ”

She was instantly interested, found her way down the mountain, and secretly left.

In the main hall of Yiye Peak, Dye Chen stood aside with his hands behind his back, and Ming and Qing had a sad face.

"Is what my brother said true? If it's really a demon clan, it's not to be underestimated. ”

"It's really serious, senior brother, now we must investigate all the disciples of Qing Yunfeng as soon as possible, so as not to get mixed into the people of the demon clan."

The color of the dusty surface does not change.

"What the junior brother said is extremely true, did the people of the demon clan yesterday say any clues?"

Ming and Qing asked eagerly.

Dusty shook his head, his face becoming serious.

"No, he blew himself up."

"How so? What do they want? ”

The Ming and Qing dynasties were at a loss.

"Why bother with the two senior brothers, since the demon clan has invaded my Qingyun Peak, then investigate Qing Yunfeng to the bottom, and never allow any demon spy to be missed!"

A slender voice came from the doorway.

Everyone looked at it, and a woman in a pink long veil walked slowly.

I saw that she applied a little powder, her skin was white and her lips were red, and her spirit was moving.

"Senior Sister Qingling, haven't you gone down the mountain to practice? Why did you come back today? ”

Ming Qing looked at the young and beautiful junior sister in front of him and asked dotingly.

"Senior brother of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, my sister heard that the demon clan was waiting for an opportunity recently, so she hurried back, but she didn't expect to come back in time."

Qingling is the youngest cultivator of Qing Yunfeng, and she is also the only female immortal.

She and her dusty childhood sweetheart have been practicing together since childhood.

It is the object of admiration of all female disciples.

"Senior Brother Dust, how are you doing lately? Have you ever missed your sister? ”

The corners of Qingling's mouth rose unconsciously, and his admiring gaze always fell on the dusty body.