"Tuk, tuk, tuk. ”

There were three more rhythmic knocks on the door, showing the cultivation of the visitor.

Yan Qingzheng was polishing his sword, he raised his head, and there was no wave in his eyes.

"Please come in. ”

Bai Muqing pushed the door in from outside the door and smiled: "Is this room okay for Daoyou?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Yan Qing's calm eyes, but he disguised it well. He slowly got up from the chair, his figure was slender and handsome, and he saw that the infatuation in Bai Muqing's eyes was even stronger.

This is the person he has been waiting for for so many years.

"Bai Gongzi, what's the important matter of looking for a banquet?"

"That's right, my Taoist friend is a water cultivator, and now there are plague ghosts rampant here, and there is a medicinal herb in the ghost domain that needs to be irrigated by water cultivators with spiritual water for a quarter of an hour before they can be picked, I wonder if you can go with me to pick it?"

Yan Qing looked at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"But it's irreverent. ”

He wanted to see what tricks he wanted to play.

After passing through the enchantment, the two of them walked towards the south of the ghost domain, about five miles, when Yan Qing suddenly stopped.

Bai Muqing in front of him turned around: "Why don't you go?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Yan Qing's mouth: "Isn't it your purpose to bring me here?"

Bai Muqing shook his head slowly: "Bai doesn't really understand what Daoyou means. ”

Yan Qing approached him step by step, and there was an indissoluble cold between his eyebrows.

"What is the relationship between you and Jiang Yu?"

"Who gave you the courage to imitate him?"

At the end of the words, Yan Qing suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Bai Muqing's neck, and slowly lifted the person up, the blue light under his eyes flashed, and the news of approaching the person he was looking for for for the first time was so emotionally turbulent that even he himself did not expect.

"No......" Bai Muqing's weak face was filled with pain, but more than that, it was unbelievable.

How, how could it be...... His third brother is obviously Jiang Xun under a pseudonym, why...... Why did Yan Qing know about Jiang Yu at this time? Could it be that he also ......

"No...... Jiang Yu and I didn't ...... Never mind...... Hmm!"

Yan Qing's hand tightened suddenly.

"But, but...... If you're wondering...... His message, I can ...... Tell you ahem!"

Bai Muqing fell to the ground in embarrassment and couldn't stop coughing.

He looked down at him from above, his expression was cold, and he said weakly: "He...... He's in the Western Demon Domain. ”

"If you want to find him, head to the Nether Demon Cult. ”

You'll never see him again, though......

Bai Muqing lowered his head, the black hair hanging down covered the distortion under his eyes, and the resentment was like a poisonous snake around his eyes.

He carefully pulled out a piece of rune paper from his sleeve and lit it without hesitation.

If Jiang Yu doesn't die, he will never have a chance.

Obviously, all of this belongs to him......

......

Jiang Yu listened boredly as Ao Mo told them about the glorious history of their dragon clan.

"When I think about the first tribulation and the future, my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather was really ......"

Jiang Yu amusedly rewarded Ao Mo with a corn.

Ao Mo looked at him aggrievedly: "What's the matter, Brother Jiang, what I said is true!"

Jiang Yu smiled: "It's more real than pearls?"

Ao Xiaomo nodded very seriously.

Jiang Yu rubbed the dragon horns of the little dragon ghost: "Come on, little braggart, if you really want to be so powerful as you say, as a member of the dragon clan, how could you even dissipate the ghost body in the first place, and still have to warm up in my body?"

Ao Mo was anxious: "Hey, that's not the case! I didn't know why at the time, I got out of the enchantment in a daze, and when I found you, my ghost power seemed to be drained all at once, so I ...... ...... so weak"

Jiang Yu's heart jumped suddenly, and he always felt that there was something bad about to happen.

As if in response to his thoughts, there was a sudden sound of a giant collapsing in the distance, and a howl that could not be distinguished from anger or madness.

Su Li rushed towards them from that direction, the young man's face covered with sweat and a rare panic.

I heard him hurriedly shout: "Something happened! The dragon ghosts infected by the plague suddenly rioted en masse!"

After Jiang Yu heard this, he subconsciously wanted to find Yanqing.

But what about the feasters?

In an instant, the corners of Jiang Yu's lips tightened, and the sense of uneasiness was magnified exponentially.