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"Okay, let's send Xiao Wan to the teleportation array!" Yan Ruirui spoke, and everyone didn't say anything else, and walked towards the teleportation array.

Only Mo Zhi was left standing in place with a pale face.

Walking into the Mo family's teleportation array, there were several teleportation arrays in the hall on the first floor of this attic, and Chen Zijing stood on one of the formation platforms with Mo Xiaowan.

This little girl reluctantly waved her hand to her parents, of course, I don't know if she was sincere, this girl's living environment is too complicated, and her mentality can no longer be understood with common sense.

"Hum-" As bursts of white light flickered, the figures of the two gradually became illusory, and then disappeared into it.

After a brief period of darkness, Chen Zijing opened her eyes.

Completely different from what he imagined, this was not Wanhong Sect at all, but just a seemingly ordinary village.

It's just that there is no one in this village, but a strong demonic aura is swirling.

The place where they appeared seemed to be the ancestral hall of the village, and there was more than one teleportation array here.

"Isn't this Wanhong Sect?" Chen Zijing couldn't help but ask, his face full of doubt.

Mo Xiaowan smiled proudly, looked around and said, "It is impossible for the Wanhong Sect to connect the families of the members of the sect, so the teleportation array is located near the sect. ”

"The people of these villages were killed a long, long time ago. ”

Chen Zijing looked around, even though it had been so long, he could still feel the strong resentment here, wandering around the ancestral hall, unable to enter because he was isolated by the formation.

"Let's go!" Mo Xiaowan greeted in a loud voice, his face full of domineering.

Chen Zijing immediately followed him out, and the strong resentment outside couldn't affect the two of them at all.

They are all martial artists who practice demonic skills. Who would have been afraid of such a thing?

The two walked forward in all kinds of mournful wails and angry roars, and Mo Xiaowan was even more hippie smiling, without any sympathy.

On the contrary, she was inexplicably excited, which has a deep relationship with the environment in which she grew up.

"If this girl doesn't join the Demon Sect, then it's called Qu Cai" Chen Zijing shook her head helplessly, and secretly complained in her heart. Although he doesn't have any joy or sorrow, he won't be perverted here.

The two walked forward, and after ten minutes they came to a small river at the entrance of the village, the river was very narrow and only about two zhang, and there were trees on both sides, which looked like a fog barrier.

On the shore was a small wooden boat, like a small caravan in a water town, on which stood a low, black-robed masked man.

"Ghost?" Chen Zijing looked at the black-robed man in amazement, and he could easily smell the smell of ghosts with his nose.

Mo Xiaowan took Chen Zijing onto the wooden boat. The black-robed man didn't ask or say anything, but swung his boat and went down the river

The speed of the boat was not fast, it was like drifting, and Mo Xiaowan sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat.

"It's really interesting here, and it is worthy of Wanhongjiao to use a powerful ghost as a boatman. ”

Chen Zijing's eyes were embarrassed, and her face was full of curiosity, as if Grandma Liu had entered the city, and there were dramas everywhere.

Mo Xiaowan just likes the way he looks, and it's always time to satisfy her vanity. Show the expression you want.

"Especially if she looks so ugly, it's probably more painful to let those women be hummed by him than to kill them!" The girl smiled in her heart while looking at Chen Zijing. That smug look even made him feel so lucky that he had picked up a treasure.

Chen Zijing stood at the bow of the boat, with her back to her, and a cunning light quietly appeared in her eyes.

But to be honest, this Wanhong Sect really shocked him, and all the places here were full of ghosts. Every grass and tree, every flower and tree is entangled with a strong resentment.

The Ancient Great Sect that cultivated demonic skills was indeed completely different from ordinary demonic sects.

Chen Zijing muttered to himself, especially when he saw the water, a large number of corpses were floating downstream along the bottom of the river. Continuous.

Don't look at the narrowness of the river, but it's quite deep! It's more than a hundred feet! It's dark and you can't see it at all.

If Chen Zijing hadn't used the Divine Eye, he wouldn't have thought of being able to see the things inside clearly.

But if you really look at it, it's not a comfortable thing, if it were an ordinary mortal, I'm afraid it would be scared to death immediately!

"Don't look at it, below is the corpse road, transport those enemies and the warriors who died in the sect down the mountain, and sell them to the Demon Dao Sect that refines the corpses at auction. ”

Mo Xiaowan said indifferently: "Although the corpse refining is powerful, we don't bother to study it. ”

Chen Zijing was puzzled: "Why? That should also belong to an important branch of the Demon Dao." ”

Mo Xiaowan said proudly: "Wanhong Sect only cultivates the true demonic qi, allowing himself to cultivate the pure demonic qi that is close to the true demon with the demonic qi of the underworld, and then cultivating the demonic powerhouse with powerful resources. ”

"Speaking of which, there is nothing special about our cultivation, what we follow is the orthodoxy of the Demon Dao, powerful exercises, powerful combat skills, and powerful resources!"

Speaking of this, she raised her little face and said arrogantly: "And this, few sects can do it!"

Chen Zijing opened her mouth wide and panted heavily, shocked by everything the other party said.

Everything else in the world of martial artists is easy to say, but even if you get a little more of these three things, you need to risk your life to exchange them.

No sect dares to boast about Haikou, and they rely on these three things, because that will arouse the jealousy of other sects.

Only an ancient giant like Wan Hongjiao dared to open his mouth to say such a thing.

Even the Tianji Pavilion of the giant sect of the Sea Kingdom, where Chen Zijing's body is located, the wealthy side, did not dare to say so.

It is conceivable that the powerful power of several ancient sects in the ancient Yun country, almost most of the resources are monopolized in their hands, and even the giant sects have to rely on them.

If there was no strong ancient sect, the Zhang family, to balance it, many parts of the world would be occupied by these terrifying giants.

Mo Xiaowan was proud, and her face became serious as they advanced.

"By the way, this time I went to the Wanhong Sect with me, everything must be reported, and I will never protect you if something happens there. ”

She said with a gloomy face: "Although I am not afraid of being bullied there, it does not mean that I can run rampant, there are more young martial artists with higher status than me." ”

Mo Xiaowan was surprisingly weak, saying the fact that she couldn't do whatever she wanted, and her status was not in the first echelon.

Chen Zijing naturally knew this in her heart, like this girl borrowing the shadow of her ancestors, she didn't work hard, although no one dared to provoke her in the sect, she would not be taken seriously.

Compared with those top geniuses in the sect, she can't be compared, in terms of cultivation strength, this girl is the most ordinary level.

On weekdays, I must always think about some messy things, and I don't devote all my body and mind to cultivation. (To be continued.) )