Good guy, Xie Zheng and the others were actually ready to fight a tough battle in the land of witches, but they didn't expect to meet such a sensitive and perverse half-demon as Bo Qing first, but unexpectedly with a righteous heart.

Seeing that they didn't speak for a long time, Bo Qing was not surprised, his two short and thick little arms were folded on the round table, his lips were bent, and he smiled: "Why, don't believe that the evil cultivator who was hated by the righteous path and wanted to kill him quickly can also have such good intentions?" ”

Xie Zheng scratched his head, didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "Yes, don't hide it, I'm still distinguishing whether what you said is true or false." ”

Bo Qing was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Xie Zheng to hide it at all, and directly said what was in his heart.

But at the same time, she breathed a sigh of relief, and it was better to deal with people who spoke directly than with those who had bad intentions.

The way a person behaves in the world depends on the depth of her strength and what kind of person she is.

Obviously, the young female sword cultivator in front of her, because she is young enough and fledgling, still retains valuable kindness, she is not only very confident in her own strength, but also in the friends around her.

"Every word, every word I speak, is well thought out, and there is no half-talk."

After nearly a hundred years of operation, Bo Qing has made the Netherworld Mansion a top-notch existence in the land of witches that no one dares to offend, but stirring up the wind and rain here is not her ultimate goal.

But Xie Zheng and they still don't trust her.

Although he didn't know where the other party came from, Bo Qing, as a half-demon, was extremely sensitive to the emotional changes of humans and demons, and this group of people, especially Xie Zheng, from the moment they first met to the present, their demeanor was relaxed, their words and deeds were arbitrary, and they were fearless.

Even if there is no expression on his face, there will still be a slight smile in his eyes.

That's how she sees the world.

Bo Qing thought about it, and felt that it was understandable, after all, a young and talented cultivator like Xie Zheng must have grown up in a honeypot since he was a child, lived a privileged life, and did not experience setbacks and failures.

Xu was aware of her inquiry, Xie Zheng took out a bottle of Linglu and a few jade-colored tea cups from the mustard seed bag, and added a cup of Linglu that was both delicious and replenished spiritual power for everyone.

After doing this, she raised her cup, made a toast to Bo Qing, smiled, and said: "This is a specialty of Fengchuan City in Yunzhou, every morning, a large number of mortals will go to Zhushan on the outskirts of the city to collect the dew with the richest spiritual energy, and the best spiritual dew brewed is popular throughout the Tianhai Continent, and it is in short supply every year." ”

Bo Qing raised his cup in a daze, tasted it lightly, and the fragrant green bamboo fragrance followed the entrance of the spiritual liquid, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth, which made the spirit platform clear.

She doesn't have a spiritual root, and she can't clearly feel the spiritual power entering her body, but the body of a half-demon makes her more sensitive to breath.

In addition to stripping away the aroma of plants, this spiritual dew also has a very special fragrance that makes people want to cry.

This kind of discovery made Bo Qing's mind a little dazed, she pinched the small cup and asked, "Miss Xie, what do you want to explain?" ”

Xie Zheng curled his lips and smiled, his smile was a little bad: "I want to say, you guessed right, my family is very rich." ”

Hearing her words, Xu Lianjun rolled her eyes, drank the spirit dew in the cup, and said, "Don't pay attention to her, if you have any ideas, come and listen, if you can, maybe we can cooperate." ”

Among this group of people, Xu Lianjun's cultivation was the lowest, but no one refuted what she said, Xie Zheng also stood up with a smile on his face, and filled their cups with spiritual dew.

"Yes, don't bother to speculate about what I'm thinking, Miss Bo Qing, no one's life is smooth sailing."

Speaking of this, she raised her lips and smiled: "If you really want to subvert something, and this subversion is an upward and good change, I can only say that even if we can't help you, we won't be a resistance." ”

The peeping and temptation of her own side were pierced in an instant, Bo Qing's face was a little unnatural, she stiffly held her arms, sat on the edge of the table, and didn't speak for a long time.

Xie Zheng didn't say anything more, after all, the land of witches and Gu was, without exaggeration, several times more complicated than the Netherworld Ghost Mansion.

She is very willing to believe Bo Qing, but this does not mean that she does not have a long brain at all, and she has no brains to believe.

Bo Qing didn't speak, and he didn't mean to leave.

At this moment, the sound transmission jade on Xie Zheng's waist lit up, it was Gu Xinghui.

"Oh no, Xie Zheng, when I just went to the toilet, Senior Sima was taken away by a person with white clothes and white hair and a white face!"

Xie Zheng: "? ”

"Is that Feng Wuzhu?"

Hearing this, Bo Qing also immediately came back to his senses and frowned: "The senior Sima she said should be the person in charge of Jiuli Town, right?" In just half a day's effort, the entire Witch Gu Land has received the news that you have survived safely when you descended to the rift. ”

After a pause, she said again: "Feng Wuzhu wanted to arrest him, and it was expected, I was too careless." ”

Xu Lianjun ignored her words, looked straight at Xie Zheng, and asked, "There must be a plan to arrest him, don't worry about the old man's safety for the time being, Xie Zheng, what do you want to do?" ”

Xie Zheng scratched his head and blinked his eyes with some distress: "Alas, isn't this a coincidence, someone handed a pillow over just after being sleepy." ”

She stuffed the porcelain vase containing the spiritual dew, then properly withdrew the mustard seed bag, carefully stroked the folds that did not exist in the cuffs, and when she had done all this, she raised her eyes and smiled:

"What are you waiting for? Fight and go! ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Zhao immediately stood up, and his delicate little face was full of seriousness: "Mother, leave it to me." ”

If she could, Xie Zheng certainly hoped that all incidents could be resolved at the lowest cost, but if necessary, her fists could also be very hard.

The Netherworld Mansion, headed by Bo Qing, was not afraid of Feng Wuzhu and his ghost building, and when she offered to help, Xie Zheng declined.

"Miss Bo Qing, if you really want to help me, tell me the location of the ghost building, Sima Wen's predecessor was arrested, this matter started because of me, and naturally it should be ended by me."

In fact, Xie Zheng herself was a little nervous, after returning from Jiuyou, she had hardly competed with anyone seriously, and she didn't know where the upper limit of her strength was.

For her, this Feng Wuzhu is a good opponent.

Seeing her resolute attitude, Bo Qing didn't persuade her much, gave her a map of the land of witches, and properly marked the location of the ghost building and the large and small forces belonging to the ghost building.

Xie Zheng took the parchment, looked at it carefully with Xu Lianjun and Zhao Jin, thanked Bo Qing, and left the Netherworld.

When Bo Qing's figure was completely invisible, Xie Zheng suddenly stopped.

"You go to save people first, I'll go back, and the ghost building will meet later."

Zhao Jin was a little puzzled, but Xu Lianjun bumped into him and said in a low voice: "Don't ask so much." ”