Chapter 700: Morning Dew on the Leaves
Ye Xinglu was dressed in a cyan dress, and her slender jade legs were perfectly displayed in front of everyone, this is a kind of pure beauty that makes people unable to give birth to blasphemous thoughts, and this beauty becomes domineering when it is matched with the originally invincible white-clothed man who was trampled on by her.
At least for now, this Holy Pavilion disciple is a stepping stone under her feet.
Ye Xinglu's feet were mixed with spiritual power, which just made the head of the man in white only bend a little curve, and she also deliberately leaned her head forward, so that he could just look up at her pretty face with a smug smile, and not see other things that he shouldn't see.
The face of the man in white has been completely distorted, even if Ye Xinglu hadn't stepped on his face, his complexion would be ugly as if he had eaten dog shit.
Ye Xinglu ...... Your ......"
Before he finished his words, his entire head was stepped on by Ye Xinglu, rubbing wildly on the uneven ground, Ye Xinglu's eyes were cold, and his voice was even colder: "There is no shame for you as a fox and a fake tiger." β
A clear spring appeared in her hand, quickly condensing into the shape of a sword, and with a twist of her spell, the water sword quickly became an ice sword, and it was neatly across the neck of the man in white.
The man in white only felt a flower in front of him, and his consciousness was a little confused, he spit out a mouthful of blood foam with two teeth, gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out ...... It's all you. β
"It's me, okay, the is over, you can die. Ye Xinglu smiled brightly, and the strength under his feet increased a little, and he rubbed the face that was not handsome, and in that miserable mouth, there were two fangs clearly visible, it turned out that the man in white was also a demon clan.
Ye Xinglu thought for a moment and added, "If you want to inform Yin Nanxuan one last time, I don't mind giving you three seconds. β
She withdrew her feet, poured a pinch of water, washed away all the blood on it, and looked at the man in white on the ground like looking at a dead dog.
The man in white struggled to get up with a sly smile, and was about to shoot the signal of the Holy Pavilion with all his might, but suddenly he felt a chill in his heart, and the spiritual power that had just gathered collapsed.
Ye Xinglu held the ice sword in his hand, his expression was quite disapproving, and the tip of the ice sword pierced directly into the back of the heart of the man in white, and by the way, a light element broke out, completely breaking his heart.
"You ......"
The man in white widened his eyes and fell down extremely unwillingly, completely becoming a corpse on the ground.
Ye Xinglu just looked at him with disdain, waved his hand to dispose of his body at will, ignored the gaze of the onlookers, and left in stride, only one sentence fluttered in place, which made the people in the audience have endless aftertaste.
"Silly*, believe it. β
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The inns in Shafeng Town were originally few, and they were often requisitioned for military purposes, but now the atmosphere in Shafeng Town has been depressing, and the demon people who look like soldiers have hardly been seen, not to mention the passers-by who will come to this wild place to travel, most of the inns are closed, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator and his party have been looking for a long time before looking for it
Arrived at a humble inn. The shopkeeper is an old man of the War Bear Clan, it seems that he should have been a soldier, he did not explore their origins, and Bei Mingxiu and the others did not speak, and ordered a simple meal with silver two that are common to both the human and demon worlds, and several people sat upright, never moving their chopsticks, obviously waiting for someone.
After a long time, Yuan Xue was the first to break the silence.
"That was Sister Xinglu just now, right, are we really not going to help her?"
Bei Mingxiu smiled: "Although I don't know why she is here, since she has her own plans, we can just be free." β
Seeing that Yuan Xue was still a little uneasy, Bei Ming Xiu added: "It's not like you haven't seen her ability. β
As he was talking, Ye Xinglu had already walked into this inn as if no one was around, adding a little color to this humble environment, and seeing that Bei Mingxiu and the others were sitting in a circle, leaving a vacant seat, he sat down unceremoniously, and at the same time, a light shone in his palm, isolating the sound of this area, and after confirming that there would be no problems, he frowned and said: "They are already big names in the Heavenly Dao Alliance, why are they still so stingy?"
Bei Ming Xiu waved his hand and said: "The situation in the Demon Domain is like this, and if you want to be luxurious, you can't be luxurious. β
Ye Xinglu didn't care about listening to his answer, her eyes swept back and forth on the women present, selectively ignored the sharp teeth on the side, and then said: "You can, you came here with the United States, speaking of which, everyone is an old acquaintance, this first time you met, should be your fiancΓ©e, and she is not married yet?"
Bei Ming Xiu laughed dryly, skipped the topic, and said, "What are you doing here?"
Ye Xinglu tilted her head slightly, seemed to think seriously for a while, and after a while, she smiled and said, "I won't tell you." β
"Sister Xinglu, you haven't been to the Snow Peak Sword Sect this year, is something wrong?"
The similar question, asked by the Northern Meditation Cultivator and asked by Yuan Xue, the feedback received was a little subtly, Ye Xinglu tapped his fingertips on his lips, and said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that the thing that made my sister go to Tianshan for a perfunctory time was pierced before." β
At this point, there was a hint of annoyance and anger on her face.
To make her so angry, this knife must have come from behind, and most of them are very close people.
Bei Ming Xiu probably understood her feelings, the taste of betrayal, and absolutely no one would want to try it a second time.
"So you fled to the Demon Domain?"
"Pretty much. Ye Xinglu drank all the glass of water on the table and said, "Anyway, I can't stay in the Holy Pavilion now, and these tribes are full of Holy Pavilion eyeliner, so it's most convenient to hide, and when things fade away, or that guy Su Yi returns to the mountain, I can naturally go back unharmed." β
In just one sentence, a lot of information has been revealed, and before Bei Ming Xiu could ask, Ye Xinglu's microwave eyes were already aimed at him, and he said with a smile: "Do you want to ask me about the situation here, but in fact, I didn't tell you."
What does it matter, after all, most of the guys here are fake tigers. β
She threw the cup back on the table casually, shook her head and said: "Find a few demon clans with pitted brains, give them two cheats, teach them to fist and kick, and then wear them like dogs, these guys will have jumped from ordinary demon clans to disciples of the so-called Holy Pavilion, and they have a domineering-sounding title, what is it called 'Holy Son'." The key is that the cultivation world of this demon domain is too sluggish, and none of those tribal leaders and capable people under their command dare to do anything with these wine bags and rice bags that have changed their skins, if this demon domain does not change, it is really not far from destruction. β
The demon domain is different from the human world, although there are also many sects, but the elite who come out of the sect will become the cultivators of the eight major tribes or the demon capital, no matter how bad they are, they will hang the title to indicate that they belong, and the truly unconcerned casual cultivation is very rare, and the cultivators in those tribes have to obey the arrangement of the leader, and even the leader has expressed his submission to the Holy Pavilion, who would dare to come out because of some guys with the name of the Holy Pavilion swaggering through the market?
Northern Immortal Cultivator was deeply impressed by Ye Xinglu's last words, but he still couldn't help but mention, "You are still a disciple of the Holy Pavilion." β
Ye Xinglu's beautiful eyes blinked and said, "What, do you want to recruit An?"
Bei Ming Xiu smiled: "If you want." β
"Forget it, the Holy Pavilion is a Holy Pavilion after all, but the Holy Pavilion in everyone's heart is different. β
Ye Xinglu glanced at the door of the inn, and complex emotions appeared in her eyes.
"A true immortal should ignore all mundane things and act in a high-spirited manner. β
"But now in the Holy Pavilion, I can only see these in a small number of people, those who are in high positions, most of them, heh...... I'm glad I was chosen to join the WTO, so I didn't get polluted in that smelly pavilion. β
"When exactly did it ......?"
Her words became softer and softer, and by the last sentence, it was completely her inner voice, and after a while, she woke up, retracted her gaze, and smiled at everyone at the table: "I'm the one who came out there after all, and I don't want to watch it really decline like this, so if you want to recruit An, forget it." β
"After walking like this in the Demon Domain, I don't care what kind of skin those guys are wearing, dare to make trouble, I naturally see one killing the other, I don't believe that those guys can do anything with me. β
After saying this bold remark, Ye Xinglu stood up, and was about to walk straight outside the inn, saying, "Don't bother you, go first." β
Yuan Xue said: "Sister Xinglu, the dishes here are ......"
"This guy is too picky, I'll go eat a good meal by myself, next time I have a chance, I'll take you." β
After Ye Xinglu finished speaking, he was about to stride away.
Yuan Xue was a little gloomy, she knew that Ye Xinglu didn't want to cause trouble to the man in white after killing them.
Bei Ming Xiu said abruptly at this time: "You are injured. β
Ye Xinglu's footsteps stopped suddenly.