"After digging up the spiritual root and receiving another hundred and seventy lashes, her muscles and bones are completely destroyed." Yan Lingyu's eyes showed indifference, "Death should not be dead, as for whether it will become a waste, it is difficult to say." ”

After saying that, Yan Lingyu really wanted to come up and watch Lan Qianqian's tragic situation up close, but he knew that Song Yizhi would definitely not agree.

Song Yizhi looked at the bloody man paralyzed on the ground, and in a trance, she seemed to see herself in a certain life.

Gathering his mind, Song Yizhi looked at Lan Qianqian, who was motionless, and spoke, "The Lan family hasn't come yet?" ”

Calculate the time, Lan Qianqian has been thrown out of the sect for at least half an hour, is the Lan family really not afraid of her accident?

If she died, that secret technique would seriously injure Lan Ruoming.

Seeing Song Yizhi's suspicious appearance, Yan Lingyu asked a little funny, "Do you think they didn't come?" ”

Lan Minjun had already lost a sister, how could he let another sister, his only relative, go out of the pool?

Song Yizhi suddenly realized, "The people of the Lan family have already come, but they haven't appeared, I guess they want to see if anyone has come to save Lan Qianqian!" ”

Yan Lingyu cast an appreciative look, "Smart." ”

Song Yizhi "tsk" twice, shaking his head on the side, and he couldn't hide his playfulness by pretending to be old and heavy.

Yan Lingyu was stunned by Song Yizhi's cuteness, the corners of his mouth rose, and he touched her head while Song Yizhi was not paying attention.

Song Yizhi was in a good mood and didn't make a move, just glanced at Yan Lingyu.

Looking at this lively and playful little girl, Yan Lingyu's laughing voice sounded, "Why didn't I find you so cute before?" ”

"It's not cute." Song Yizhi retorted seriously.

Yan Lingyu nodded and echoed, "It's not cute, it's not cute." ”

Song Yizhi looked at Yan Lingyu, who was a little perfunctory in his seriousness, and withdrew his gaze and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Boom......"

The sound of cloth brushing through the leaves rang out, and the sound was getting closer.

Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Yan Lingyu's shoulder.

Yan Lingyu pulled Song Yizhi's hand away and followed the voice to look over.

The burly figure came out of the woods, and the man in the brown shirt looked around with a wary expression.

The man's cultivation is not as high as Yan Lingyu's, so the man is not aware of Yan Lingyu's enchantment.

When the man saw the bloody man lying on the ground, his eyes lit up.

The ......man walked up to Lan Xiqian in three steps and two steps, and then knelt on one knee.

He reached out and carefully brushed away the blood-stained hair that had been sticking to Lan Xixi's face.

Even though Lan Qianqian's face was covered with blood, her facial features could still be seen, and the man's eyes turned red when he looked at this familiar face.

Found it, found it.

The man's slightly trembling hand moved to Lan Xiqian's nose.

Feeling the faint breath, the man was instantly relieved, he exhaled, and then reached out to pick up Lan Xiqian.

"Whoosh-"

The spiritual power condensed into arrows and burst through the air.

The man quickly dodged, and his eyes instantly turned red.

Yan Lingyu's eyes narrowed.

The Red Jiao Royal Family.

The guards of the Lan family jumped out of the shadows and surrounded the man and Lan Qianqian.

The man let out a low roar, the sound of a beast neighing threateningly.

The burly body arched slightly, the muscles outlined by the short shirt were tense, and the whole person was like an arrow on the string, ready to go.

"Up."

After receiving Lan Minjun's instructions, all kinds of spiritual power flew towards the man.

Lan Minjun was not involved in the battle, he walked in the direction of Yan Lingyu and Song Yizhi.

Yan Lingyu put away the barrier, and then jumped down from the flying magic weapon.

The two raised their hands and greeted each other.

Song Yizhi sat cross-legged on the ritual weapon and didn't move, but she lowered her height.

"Miss Song." Lan Minjun raised his hand and saluted Song Yizhi.

Song gestured with a branch of his head, "Young Master Lan." ”

Yan Lingyu glanced at the flying magic weapon that was waist-high and sat down on it.

"It looks like Young Master Lan has been squatting for a long time?" Yan Lingyu's gaze looked over Lan Minjun to that side.

The man turned into a red Jiao, and the hard scales blocked most of the damage, but Lan Minjun brought a lot of people, he was just a person, and after a stalemate for a while, he gradually showed defeat.

"It's worthy of the Red Jiao royal family." Lan Minjun's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, hiding the calculation inside.

Song Yizhi glanced sideways at Yan Lingyu.

Yan Lingyu tilted his head slightly and Song Yizhi said, "He may be thinking about how to dissect the corpse." ”

This red Jiao is full of treasures, from scales to muscles and bones and even flesh and blood, everything is useful.

The relationship between the demon world and the immortal cultivation world deteriorated before, because the immortal cultivators wantonly hunted and killed demons for refining weapons and alchemy.

Later, the emperor appeared in the demon world, and under the leadership of the demon lord, the demon world and the immortal cultivation world fought for a long time, and finally signed an agreement.

Immortal cultivators are not allowed to hunt and kill demons at will, and demons are not allowed to hurt people at will.

But if it is an evil demon, the immortal cultivator can hunt and kill, and in the same way, if the immortal cultivator hurts the demon, the demon can also kill.

In this situation, although Lan Minjun is not a good person, the demon is definitely not a good demon.

Song Yizhi's eyelids jumped.

Looking at Yan Lingyu who was openly speaking ill of himself, Lan Minjun smiled gently, "If Young Master Yan Lingyu needs anything, I can sell you a little." ”

Yan Lingyu raised his hand against his chin and thought seriously.

Song Yizhi looked at Yan Lingyu and then at Lan Minjun, "You guys...... Is it appropriate? ”

Chijiao isn't dead yet, why are you talking about trading?!

Is it polite?

Lan Minjun smiled softly, "The scales of the Red Jiao are very good for refining, I'll give Miss Song a few later." ”

Song Yizhi was about to open his mouth to refuse, but Lan Minjun said, "If Miss Song can't look down on it, the demon pill can also be used." ”

"Then it's still scales." Song Yizhi said.

If Rong Yueyuan can see it, he can share it with him, and if he can't see it, he will string the scales as an ornament, which should be not bad.

Thinking of this, Song Yizhi was stunned.

It's over, I was led astray by Lan Minjun!

"Bump—"

The huge red Jiao smashed a pit on the ground, and looked at Lan Qianqian with vertical pupils, looking dead.

Lan Minjun looked at the angry Chijiao, and his mood was quite beautiful.

"I didn't expect Lan Qianqian to have this wonderful use, I hope there will be a few more red Jiao." Lan Minjun did not hide his hostility and covetousness towards the Chijiao royal clan at all.

Song Yizhi: "......"

What he said was really that Chijiao was going to cry when he heard it!

Yan Lingyu sincerely felt that Lan Minjun's heart was really black, and he opened his mouth and quipped, "Could it be that Young Master Lan still wants to sell Chijiao scales?" ”

Lan Minjun raised his eyebrows, "Is Yanling Shao mainly a shareholder?" ”

Working with Lan Minjun?

That's really forget it, it's still necessary not to cooperate with Lan Minjun.

Yan Lingyu shook his head, "While it's fresh, Young Master Lan hurry up and dissect the corpse." ”

The corners of Song Yizhi's mouth twitched.

Lan Minjun took out a short blade and walked up.

The sound of scraping scales was a little sharp and harsh, and Song Yizhi raised his hand and rubbed his ears.

After a while, Chijiao's side was full of scales.

How to describe that scene, Lan Minjun was like scraping fish scales, but under his hand was not a fish but a huge red jiao.

"Red Jiao's blood is really fishy." Yan Lingyu said.

Song Yizhi raised his hand to cover his nose and spoke, "I can't stand it, I'm going to slip away." ”

It's so delicious.

(End of chapter)