Chapter 247: Sleepy
For so many days, there has been no news of Jiuji......
The only thing that made Lu Qingye feel better was that the contract circle between Jiuji and her still existed, which showed that Jiuji had not fallen.
The sun fell on the lush mountains and forests, and under the shade of rocks, tall stone houses were lined up, surrounded by moss, and bone ornaments made of bones hung on the treetops, and the wind blew through them, making a crisp sound.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled noise in a huge stone house, and the heavy stone door trembled, but it did not open.
The light inside the stone house was a little dim.
Jiuji's fist had already been fleshed open, and blood was dripping down his fingertips.
Seeing that he struck with all his strength in front of him, and did not shake the stone gate in the slightest, Jiuji fell to his knees in pain.
"Let me out! Roar! Let me out! ”
Jiuji roared in pain, his voice already hoarse.
Several demon cultivators guarding the house outside couldn't help but look at each other.
There was a tiger demon who looked at the blood seeping out of the crack in the door, and he couldn't bear it.
"Tiger Mountain...... Shall we go and tell the patriarch about them...... He doesn't eat or drink in it...... As long as the fight is over, they will start hitting this stone gate again...... If he goes on like this, he won't be able to hold on. ”
Several tiger demons around were a little unbearable.
There was a demon cultivator who couldn't help but speak.
"Senior Jiuji, you can eat something. The elder said, "You can't go out just yet." ”
He was answered by Jiuji's frantic roar and even more violent crashes.
Several people suddenly took a few steps back in shock.
Watching more blood flow out, since I can't bear it even more.
The lives of several of them were saved from the corpse puppet group by this Jiuji senior.
That's why they had the opportunity to return to the clan, and both the elders and the patriarch admired this Jiuji senior very much.
I want to keep him in the White Spirit Tiger Clan.
But...... This Jiuji senior, however, seems to want to return to the territory of the human race.
Several demon cultivators thought that it was the despicable cultivator who contracted the Jiuji seniors to use some subordinate means to want the Jiuji seniors to go back.
After all, Jiuji's predecessors clearly remembered the demon clan in their hearts, otherwise they wouldn't have desperately saved so many demon cultivators in the corpse puppet group......
Jiuji's hoarse roar sounded a little desperate, making several demon cultivators uncomfortable.
"Smack!"
Jiuji lay on the ground, not knowing whether it was tears or blood falling.
Looking at the stone gate in front of him, the pain in his heart filled his heart, as if he was going to devour his whole demon.
He sensed that she was in danger...... I've also heard some rumors that he wants to go back!
His ability is limited, if he can't save her, at least ...... Can fall together.
But he can't do anything now! You can only be locked up in this stone house called Trial!
Jiuji's claws couldn't help but sink into the ground little by little, leaving blood marks one after another.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the stone door in front of him was opened, and the dazzling sunlight poured in, making Jiuji squint for a while.
Great Elder Bai Feng stood in front of Jiuji, looking at him in embarrassment.
Jiuji was stunned for a moment, reacted immediately, and wanted to rush out, but was grabbed by the back of the neck by Bai Feng and carried back.
Looking at the Jiuji in his hand, which was constantly struggling, Bai Feng sighed in his heart.
Over the years, due to the continuous internal friction of the demon clan, many big races have also declined one after another.
Their White Spirit Tiger Clan was also one of them.
Not to mention the thin heirs, there are even fewer with good talents.
Especially in this generation, there is not even a single outstanding one.
In the White Spirit Tiger Clan, the tiger demon with the purest bloodline is the White Tiger.