The evil venerable's words caused a thousand waves, and the paintings looked at each other, still unable to figure out what the evil venerable was thinking.

Just after chasing Shen Yuan and the others, it was not fake, but it was okay to stop there, and the paintings still couldn't swallow this breath.

You must know that if it is not Qi Yan, there will not be a cadre of foreigners invading Hualing. What's more, Qi Yan's actions almost killed them.

If it weren't for their cautious and conservative approach, they would have been bombarded by thunder like those invaders at this moment. They couldn't see through the evil venerable's conjecture, and naturally they were also resentful of Qi Yan's actions.

Among them, there are only a few ancient paintings, which show Qi Yan's actions.

A yellowed picture, the extremely old ancient paintings, did not step forward until the paintings dispersed, and whispered to the evil venerable: "Will the Demon Ancestor know about today's events?"

On weekdays, because he was trapped in the painting, he never gave a good face to the evil respect.

It's just that to this day, the painting ridge has been stirred by Qi Yan like this, which has made them have many picture scrolls, and they are connected with the fate of the evil venerable.

Now, if you don't understand the attitude of the Demon Ancestor towards today's events, for this ancient painting, the uneasiness in the bottom of your heart will only increase in vain.

The dark eyes of the evil venerable could not figure out the truth and said: "I'm afraid that the moment Qi Yan appeared, it already knew." ”

As soon as the ancient painting fell, the uneasiness in my heart increased unabated after the questioning. Although its Demon Dao realm is high, where is the opponent of the Demon Ancestor. Just the ancient demons under the Demon Ancestor, any one who came to them would abuse it thousands of times.

Qi Yan's earlier actions were beneficial to the demon clan. But in the eyes of the extremely suspicious Demon Ancestor, Qi Yan did not choose the rest of the places, and instead of choosing the painting ridge to come straight away, he would inevitably think that he had already colluded with the evil venerable.

The demon land is turbulent, and the demon ancestor feels that there is no room for people with two hearts in his eyes. In the future, there may be no peace.

The evil venerable Fu Xu said: "If you can run, the monk can't run the temple, since Qi Yan values Shen Moli so much, naturally he won't throw her in Hualing at will." ”

"Shen Moli, but the woman who was with Mojia earlier? wasn't she already taken away by Qi Yan?"

The Evil Venerable hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Do you think that Qi Yan would be so ignorant as to take away the Warcraft Contractor and let him be wantonly wiped out by the Anti-Devouring Curse outside the Demon Land?"

For Shen Moli, the evil venerable is not ignorant. That is, the people who traveled with the last armor, even with the grass demons, and the evil venerable ordered someone to investigate.

The ancient painting is also wise, and immediately understood the meaning of the evil venerable. It said gloomily: "What does the lord mean, but to find Shen Moli out and trap him in the painting ridge to threaten Qi Yan?"

"There are some things that you can know by heart, and you don't have to break them. The evil venerable said a few euphemisms, but they acquiesced.

The ancient painting that was allowed to be obtained, Sen Ran in his face said casually: "I have accumulated some contacts in Hualing over the years. Trap Shen Moli, the lord can hand it over to me. Zhuhua was unpredictable, and advised the lord not to tell those words to others. ”

Seeing that the evil venerable was silent, the ancient painting left directly.

When the ancient painting was far away, the evil venerable slowly spoke: "Since you have heard it, let's take our own actions." ”

Hearing the words of the evil venerable, a few ancient paintings hiding in the shadows were keenly moved. They know what the evil lord thinks, and they hide in the shadows to steal some information.

For those ancient paintings that have been refined over the years, rather than waiting for death on the spot in the painting ridge, it is better to get more information in order to find a way out.

Now that the Evil Venerables have spoken, they naturally will not miss such an opportunity.

Find Shen Moli and trap him in the painting ridge, as far as ancient paintings are concerned, there is no guarantee that there will be a chance to live with the evil venerable in exchange for life at a great juncture.

The ancient paintings all dispersed and formed gangs, organizing their respective forces to find Shen Moli.

For Shen Moli and the others, they don't know the current variables of Hualing. The two of them ran together towards the only exit of the Painted Ridge.

Qi Yan's Netherworld Temple, the location arranged earlier was only two or three passes away from the oil lake, flying over the Ice Valley Net Cellar, and it was not far from the exit of the Painting Ridge.

Shen Mubei hid it in his sleeve, and once again hid the stone that shrunk his bones. He didn't know the intention of Qi Yan to take away the unicorn stone painting, and he was quite speechless about the stone thief who was forcibly tied up so that he couldn't slap it.

He didn't know how to hand over the stone thief to Shen Moli, and he was even more afraid that Shen Moli would ask about the unicorn.

While distracted, a wisp of cold river qi unintentionally leaked from Shen Mubei's wrist made Shen Moli's expression darken.

Shen Moli stopped moving forward and said heavily: "Brother, the cold poison in your body has not yet dispersed. ”

Shen Mubei, who discovered that his own toxicity was leaking, was stunned and hurriedly suppressed the coldness with the demonic qi in his body.

After Qi Yan transformed the spirit into the appearance of a human race, Shen Mubei has always cultivated martial arts.

He kept hiding himself in the city, and even the first memories were self-suppressing.

But now he decided to return to Qi Yan's spiritual position, and the unfathomable demonic energy in Qi Yan's body naturally integrated into his veins when he returned to his position.

The return of the spirit to its original owner today is not perfect. The connection between Qi Yan and him is still only in the stage of being conscious and mutually sensing.

And that induction is singular. Shen Mubei could tell Qi Yan everything he saw, heard, and even thought through induction, but he had no way of knowing Qi Yan's affairs.

If it weren't for Qi Yan's willingness, Shen Mubei wouldn't even be able to receive Qi Yan's induction message.

Shen Mubei was about to leave Shen Moli's sadness, so he naturally didn't want Shen Moli to worry about his own affairs.

He said with a doting face: "Your brother and I go to heaven and earth, but what can't resist it? The poison left in my body by the crushed ice butterfly that day can't trap me." It's you, but you want me to save more snacks. ”

That appearance that seemed to be nothing, but it aggravated Shen Moli's suspicions.

Since he was a child, Shen Mubei has always carried things by himself, and has never bothered Shen Moli at all. But the more this happened, the more it aggravated the worry in Shen Moli's heart.

"Brother, when will you be able to confide your thoughts to me?" Shen Moli was secretly sad.

Some people's joy is based on the weight of others. Many of the joys of Shen Moli's childhood came from Shen Mubei to shelter her from the wind and rain.

The past is past, the future is unpredictable, and Shen Moli wants to do something for Shen Mubei on his own.

"Stinky girl, your smile is my best antidote. As long as you smile, my whole body will be as warm as summer, how can there be cold poison?" Shen Mubei said with a heartfelt smile.

The playful words couldn't arouse Shen Moli's good mood.

Seeing Shen Moli's frowning eyebrows, Shen Mubei stretched out his hand and rubbed Shen Moli's head as if he was a child: "When did my brother have an accident? Your brother and I are iron and can't break the body, and the king of Hades doesn't dare to accept me, how can I have anything?"

Shen Mubei said it lightly, but his heart was heavy.

His cold poison is easy to solve. However, among the ice shattered butterflies, he had already been poisoned by the immortal clan.

Its poison is mixed with cold ice and deepens the toxicity, so that Qi Yan, who is excellent in medicinal skills, cannot be unraveled immediately.

Qi Yan inherited most of the cold poison for Shen Mubei, but it was not cleared. Shen Mubei couldn't figure out whether Qi Yan was deliberate or powerless. But now, those are no longer important to Shen Mubei.