Lingzhi looked at the address on the location, frowning a little puzzled, she began to doubt the accuracy of this location.

The characters are walking around without saying anything, and what they are doing in that ruin.

Bai Ze looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and said in a low voice, "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's find him out quickly." ”

Lingzhi looked up at the sky, biting his somewhat dry lip and nodded.

True or not, she always wants to check it out.

It's just too unsafe right now.

The exterior of the Song-made hotel is still the same as before, but through the wooden windows, you can clearly see the situation inside.

The carved dragons and phoenixes were all in ruins, the stairs were cut in half, and all the carvings were scraped into flowers one after another by scales.

The elegance and beauty of the previous are completely gone.

Two men in gray robes standing on the half-section of the staircase were unusually visible.

"What is Han Zijun doing?"

Lingzhi clearly saw that Han Zijun's palm was emitting green light, but she couldn't see what she was doing.

But Han Zijun, as a person who has never cultivated, is not an ability, and it is impossible for him to have this kind of energy in his body.

Lingzhi suddenly remembered Chu Yun's words.

Han Zijun seems to have learned spells.

"Turn your life into a spirit element, the more you use it, the faster you will die, before he was a long-lived person, but now he has become a short-lived ghost."

Bai Ze understood her doubts and explained them for her.

Lingzhi slammed forward.

The carved wooden door was already crumbling, and when she pushed it like this, it squeaked, shook, and fell directly to the ground.

The two people inside also turned their heads because of the voice.

Han Zijun's once heroic face has also become sluggish.

Only those eyes were exceptionally bright, but on the thin face, some of them were frighteningly bright.

"Lingzhi, you're here, look, this is my master, and I can spell now."

His voice seemed to be overdehydrated, very dry.

Lingzhi looked at the warlock beside him, the other party had a handful of beard, and he was holding floating dust in his hand, if it weren't for those shrewd eyes, he really had a bit of fairy wind bones.

Bai Ze just glanced at it casually, and he knew the meaning of Lingzhi, pinched the trick with both hands, and a golden lotus flower swirled and floated to Han Zijun's feet.

Whether he wanted to or not, he held him to Lingzhi's side strongly.

"Fool, don't you realize that you are not in the right state? If I don't come again, you're going to die. ”

Lingzhi has a bit of a hatred for iron and steel, and this kid is a little too obsessed with this thing.

"I've just been studying it for the past few days, and it's fine." Han Zijun scratched his head a little puzzled.

His master suddenly shook off the dust, and stared at Han Zijun with a gloomy face, "It's a shame that I taught you so many days of magic, it turns out that you are actually in the company of demons, I was really blind at the beginning." ”

Han Zijun stood beside Lingzhi a little at a loss, he looked at the two of them anxiously, "No, masters, they are good people, not demons." ”

"He is my master, he is a good person, it doesn't hurt me, I stay up all night."

"You are a thing that does not distinguish between right and wrong, how many people did the two of them kill in the Red Cloud Country, and how many people did they kill when they came to Yamato? You actually say that such a demon is good? ”

The warlock holding the floating dust had an expression of hatred for iron and steel.

Han Zijun was a little stunned by what he said, frowned and looked back at Lingzhi, and opened his mouth, "Misunderstand." ”

Lingzhi really couldn't stand his stupidity, so he took out the Zhize sword simply and clearly, "You fool, let's talk about something when you go back." ”

Han Zijun wanted to say something, but he was put into the Qiankun bag, and before entering, he faintly heard his master's voice.

"You're going to kill me, you're telling that kid I'm a bad guy and you're going to hurt him, aren't you? Haha, it's ridiculous, you demons kill people and still look like you're good people, it's disgusting. ”

His afterglow swept Han Zijun, who had completely entered the Qiankun bag, and he didn't pretend anymore, and the ups and downs in his hand suddenly turned into a sword.

"I can't beat you, but wouldn't it be nice to plant a thorn in your friend's eye?"

Lingzhi's eyes flashed, but his tone was very annoyed, holding the Zhize sword tightly in his hand, he took a step forward, "Despicable, no matter what you do, he won't believe you." ”

"Oh? Haha, then we'll see. ”

The man holding the float suddenly jumped up and went straight to Lingzhi.

Bai Ze's gaze was about to make a move, but Lingzhi blinked imperceptibly.

Doesn't the magic dragon like to watch dramas?

Then this play will be a little more dramatic.

The man had approached her, but found that neither she nor the man beside her had made any movement, his eyes swept him so lightly, and there was even some contempt.

"Aren't you trying to slander us? The gods have fallen, and the world has fallen into darkness forever, right? ”

Lingzhi looked at Bai Ze beside him, his tone did not fluctuate a little, and even a little mocking.

The man clenched the sword in his hand, his eyes staring at Lingzhi fiercely, "My lord promised, as long as you are ruined and betrayed by the people, we can follow him to other worlds and ascend to immortals and become demons." ”

Lingzhi almost laughed, that's it?

She also thought that the demon dragon had drugged them.

It's just a serious illness for painting, and these people follow like crazy.

I'm afraid that I don't want to live forever and want to go crazy.

"The gods don't die, aren't you afraid of the gods' retribution?"

Bai Ze suddenly spoke, his eyes staring at the man's face, as if he wanted to stare him through.

"The world can hurt the gods, but the gods can't hurt the world, what are we afraid of?" The man looked at Bai Ze with a little contempt, a god, but he looked like this.

God, that's just it.

Bai Ze's eyes flashed with mockery, yes.

So, what's good when God.

A pair of gentle little hands suddenly shook his ten fingers and inserted them into his knuckles strongly.

"Gods can't hurt the world, but I can kill the wicked, and I'm not a god, right? Especially people like you who play right and wrong. ”

Lingzhi looked at the man with a smile, and the flowing fire on his fingertips didn't know when it came out, and before the man came back to his senses, he plunged straight into his chest.

The man reacted and smiled with satisfaction, which seemed to mean that he had succeeded.

Lingzhi just looked at him like that, and didn't explain anything.

The smaller the snowball rolls bigger, the better the effect will be.

Bai Ze rubbed her head, glanced indifferently at the man on the ground, and pulled a sarcastic smile at the corner of his lips.

"It's stupid."

Lingzhi's face was a little embarrassed, and he casually glanced at the mobile phone in his hand into his pocket, looked at the ruins of the hotel, and coughed lightly.

"Don't say it, I always feel like you're talking about me."

The video of her killing demons was not filmed once or twice, but three times.

She was the one who was really stupid, and if it weren't for Bai Ze's reminder, she wouldn't know what was wrong.