In the central area near the periphery of the Ten Thousand Poison Forest, in a valley, five salted fish sat in front of a stone cave on the cliff, blowing the mountain wind, looking at the scenery outside the valley, drinking spiritual wine and skewers.

In front of the stone cave, they made a platform, and on the platform, there was a barbecue grill.

Naturally, the roasted meat is not poisonous lizard meat, but the meat of ordinary beasts.

The meat of demon beasts, everyone generally does not eat, it contains mixed demon energy, and it needs to be refined in time after eating, so as not to make a monster in the body.

Everyone will not eat the spirit beast, after all, the spirit has been opened, and it is difficult to start.

But eat some ordinary beasts, then there will be no psychological burden.

Of course, the word "everybody" here refers to decent monks.

Those demons are not among them. After all, among the evil demons, some people dare to eat people's hearts, and what else they can't eat!

As for the charcoal fire used for barbecue, it is a rather high-end thing like Fire Spirit Crystal.

Speaking of which, using fire spirit crystals to roast ordinary beast meat is still a bit wasteful.

However, eating barbecued meat, supplemented by spices prepared by Jun Bu Wai, and accompanied by sweet and chilled spirit wine, it is really a great pleasure in life.

Goo-goo......

Jun Buqi poured a sip of iced spirit wine, feeling the chill brought by the ice sliding through the esophagus, this refreshing feeling in this hot and humid dense forest, not to mention the comfort.

With a hiccup, a wisp of divine consciousness floated silently towards him, and then what happened on the side of the nine-leaf rejuvenation grass was already clear to him.

He collapsed there like a salted fish, and suddenly sighed, "Life, it should be like now, happy, brainless, fat, and full ......of hope."

Zhao Shun, who has always been very wooden, heard this, his eyes lit up, and he nodded: "Senior brother, this is the life I yearn for......!

This is a relatively simple-minded person, you don't give up thinking, but simple people, in fact, are the most lovely, they would rather be hurt themselves, not easily hurt the people around them.

In fact, isn't this the truth of cultivation?

Jun Buqi looked at this guy who looked a little wooden with some strange eyes.

Although I didn't see if he was pretending before, now this suspicion is even greater.

Mao Yu sighed lightly: "I also yearn for this kind of life! Unfortunately, my master will not allow me to be so unmotivated, I am afraid that his old man will be so angry that he will break my legs." ”

The peak master of Spirit Bird Peak is not a disciple of the real person in charge, but a nephew.

There are a lot of real people in charge, and only eight disciples have been accepted, plus his own daughter Yu Feixue, there are only nine people in total, and the rest of the peak masters are not counted as his descendants.

Lin Miao, the master of Spirit Bird Peak, known as 'Miao Zhenren', has a somewhat eccentric personality and an extremely elusive temper, so it is really not strange to break a disciple's leg.

But soon, Mao Yu regained his vitality and laughed: "But in the next few days, we can live like this!"

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At night, a few salted fish of the salted fish team seemed to be a little self-indulgent, and with the strength of the spirit wine, they lay down in the stone cave, leaving only a few spirit crystal puppets to keep vigil.

The night when there is no star or moon can be seen, it looks dark and abnormal.

In the valley shrouded by the formation, there was no sound outside the valley.

In the dead of night, in the formation outside, a circle of ripples suddenly and silently swayed on the ground, and several spirit crystal puppets drilled out of the ripples.

The spirit crystal puppets looked left and right, and one of the divine senses came out and wandered to the stone cave, and did not enter the sea of consciousness that the king would not abandon.

The next moment, Jun didn't give up and woke up.

Quietly floated out of the stone cave and came to the formation, several spirit crystal puppets opened their mouths and spit out elixirs from their mouths.

Jun Buqi collected these elixirs into a small purse and sent them out again.

Only one of his senses was taken back, and then his brow furrowed again.

This divine sense told him that he couldn't find the trace of Yu Feixue, and asked Mo Changgeng, and Mo Changgeng also said that he didn't know, but if there was really something important, he could use the sect's 'Transmission to the Sky Flame'.

The Signal Flame is actually a signal firework, and each squad is equipped with it in case of emergency. However, the signal fireworks in the hands of the team can only call the guards.

If you want to call Yu Feixue out, you have to escort the signal fireworks in the hands of the team members.

Jun Buqi was a little entangled in this, if he called Yu Feixue out, how would he explain everything he saw?

Then the fact that he secretly made a bad deal to Bian Yang and them and stole the nine-leaf rejuvenation grass, wasn't it directly exposed to Yu Feixue?

Moreover, the person surnamed Wang and the other person already knew that someone was eavesdropping, once they knew that their Qingxuanzong released signal fireworks and called Yu Feixue, the other party would definitely know that the person who eavesdropped before was from their Qingxuanzong, and after a little investigation, they would be able to find out Mo Changgeng immediately.

In this matter, he can't take the blame himself, let alone ask Mo Changgeng to take the blame, after all, this pot is a cauldron that is likely to crush people to death, and the strength of the other party is too much beyond them.

But if he didn't tell Yu Feixue about it, if Yu Feixue was really accidentally calculated by the other party in the future, how could his heart be at ease?

Although Yu Feixue is his aunt, after all, it is his first love who has passed away before the beginning of his life, and he really can't watch her being bullied by others.

What you can't get is the cinnabar mole in your heart, which is always in turmoil.

Jun did not give up and returned to the stone cave, sat down on the stone platform outside the cave, and wondered if he could use the colorful liquid to recharge his IQ and see if he could come up with a foolproof strategy.

But there was a voice from the voice of Zhong Xiu, a steady nephew, "Uncle Shi, is there something wrong?"

It turns out that this guy didn't sleep soundly, and he was quite alert.

Just as Jun Buqi thought so, the other three also sat up.

They looked at each other and laughed silently.

Well, these people who are afraid of death are quite chicken thieves.

Jun Buqi came back to his senses and shook his head with a smile, but before he could answer, he heard a song floating from not far away, reaching their ears.

This beautiful singing voice seems so abrupt in this dark night.

Several people looked at each other and walked out of the cave.

Jun Buqi sat on the stone platform, a spirit crystal puppet slipped from the sleeve of his robe, and then quietly dived towards the singing, while the others continued to listen silently on the stone platform.

Listening to this, they couldn't help but be a little stupid, and the images in their minds kept flashing.

And in Jun Bu's mind, there are two pictures that keep flashing at the end, one is Yu Feixue's gentle smiling face, and the other is a domineering figure dressed in blood and standing on the corpse pile.

The two pictures kept alternating, and in the end, the picture was fixed on Yu Feixue's world-famous face.

He shook his head and wondered, why did this song sound like Aunt Yu's?

Could it be that Yu Feixue knew about the fact that they were going to be salted fish here?

But that's not right!

Didn't you just decide this today?

He suddenly shivered, and cold sweat broke out.

Then, he looked to the side, but there was still a companion next to him.

The singing disappeared, and the little Lingjing puppet he sent out also returned, saying that he really saw Yu Feixue's figure and sat on the edge of the pool.

Jun Bu gave up with suspicion and walked towards the waterhole to resist the wind.

Sure enough, on the edge of the pool, with her back to him, sat a woman in white, extremely similar to Yu Feixue's posture. On its side, there were four of them.

They were bowing their heads, their heads shrunk, like quails, afraid to squeak.

Long black hair, like tentacles, spread from the ground, already wrapped around the feet of the four guys, but they didn't seem to be aware of it.

PS: Keep asking for tickets, thank you!