Except for the frequent jets of white gas, the whole lake looked like a pool of stagnant water, and the ripples caused by the small boats on the surface of the water seemed extremely reluctant, slow and stagnant, without making a sound.

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his hand to touch one of the horns of the flea, but he didn't feel it, and the flea didn't have any change or reaction after the ball of light entered, it didn't seem to notice it at all, but raised its head to lick Mu Xingqiu's palm.

Mu Xingqiu gently stroked the flea's slightly cool neck, recalling the appearance of the ball of light, and saw Zuo Liuying's style from it, this is the first favorite trick of the Forbidden Secret Department, but I don't know if this time I want to protect him and the flea, or if I have another plan.

The boat moved forward silently, Mu Xingqiu raised his head suddenly, and found that the demon clan whose bow was pierced by a wooden pillar was turning his head to look at him, his neck was almost completely reversed, the living people couldn't do this, and the living demon couldn't either, but this demon not only turned his head, but his eyes also blinked, staring at the guest with a cold gaze.

Mu Xingqiu lowered his arm, took a step away, and found that the demon was staring at the horn of the flea, as if he had found something.

This demon is very thin, wearing a light gray robe, the collar and placket are embroidered with intricate patterns, the sharp wooden pillar pierces from the left shoulder, there is almost no blood, his arms hang low weakly, and the half of the palm exposed outside the sleeve is pale and slender like a girl, but his appearance is definitely that of a male banshee, with a faint beard on his lips, his lips are slightly open, his narrow and straight nose is like a bird's beak, and his eyes are very close.

Mu Xingqiu asked the flea to take two steps out of the way, and moved himself to block in front of it, the flea was too high, and he had to lower his head to hide one horn behind Mu Xingqiu, and the other could only be exposed.

That was enough, the demon's eyes lost their purpose, and he slowly turned his head, and the joints of his body made a gurgling sound, like a door in disrepair turning.

Mu Xingqiu has been standing in front of the flea. It wasn't until the boat came to shore that the poisonous mist dissipated here, and it was cleaner than in the valley on the other side, and even the unclean air was thin.

The ice city rises on the shore, the area is not vast, but it is extremely high, the outer city wall is fifty zhang high, it is said that this is just added, the original is about half the height of the present, the palace in the city is even taller. It's like a thick pillar piercing the sky.

The walls and palaces are pale white, and from a distance they look a little like thousand-year-old ice, but if you look closely, you can see that they are all white stones, perhaps made of white bone powder found everywhere on the shore and in the lake.

The dock is very small, built under the city wall, it seems that the ice city has not planned to accept too many visitors, and it is impossible for the seven or eight hundred demon clans on the other side to attack it.

Dao Tong couldn't either, Mu Xingqiu's heart moved, and he began to wonder if the ball of light was sent by Zuo Liuying. Maybe this is Dao Tong taking the opportunity to attack Ice City.

The boat stopped, Mu Xingqiu didn't have time to think about it, there were more than a dozen gray-robed demon clans standing on the dock, and the common feature was that they were all thin. With his shoulders crossed, he seems to be standing sideways forever. Instead of receiving the visitors immediately, they first removed the demon from the bow of the ship, revealing the blood-red wooden pillars. It has pierced countless sons of the Virgin, and the color is so dark that it is black.

The impaled demon was indeed dead, lying motionless on the white dock. The other demons whispered something around the corpse.

Mu Xingqiu stood on the boat, watching this scene silently, and did not rush to walk up.

The demons moved together to push the dead demon into the lake, and the waves on the water surface were very small, and the corpse was quickly melted, and when only the head was left, the dead demon's eyes suddenly moved, and he took one last look at the boat.

A gray-haired demon turned to the visitor, "You have bad intentions. ”

"I'm a Taoist priest. Mu Xingqiu shrugged his shoulders casually, "All Taoist priests want to capture the Ice City, to be honest, I also had this idea." ”

The demon clan on the dock didn't seem to be satisfied with this answer, and still didn't invite the guests ashore, but gathered together to talk to each other, they had the same figure, wore the same gray robe, and even looked very similar, but the age was old and young, and it looked like different stages of the same demon.

After a long time, a young demon ran into the city, and the oldest demon said to Mu Xingqiu: "Wait here, you are not allowed to go ashore." ”

"I'm here to see Lan Curling, just let her out. ”

The old demon didn't squeak.

Mu Xingqiu raised his head and found that many demon clans' heads were exposed on the towering city wall, all staring at him curiously, "Ice City rarely receives Taoist priests, right?"

"At least in the last 10,000 years, you have been the first, and there is no record of anything going on. The old demon looked proud, "Even if you don't enter the ice city, because you haven't landed yet." I warn you, don't act rashly, we are not sure to defeat you, and we will not let you pass through the lake of the Holy Son. ”

"Is it because there are many descendants of Our Lady buried in this lake?"

"It's not about you. The old demon said coldly.

After being worshipped as a "demon king" by the demons on the other side, the attitude of the Ice City Demon Clan can be said to have plummeted.

Mu Xingqiu looked up again, many of the demon clans on the city wall were obviously mostly guests here, and he knew by his appearance that they were from different tribes.

After a long time, the descendants of the Virgin on the dock gathered more and more, and finally reached hundreds, crowding the small dock, and there were even a dozen banshees among them - only they wore belts, and there were no beards on their lips, and in addition, they were almost indistinguishable from their brothers and nephews, all of them were very thin, and the same dock could only accommodate fifty or sixty ordinary demons.

Both sides didn't speak, the lake was as stable as a mirror, and Mu Xingqiu didn't find it difficult to stand on the boat.

At the same time, there were fewer and fewer lively demon clans on the city wall, and when night fell, there were no curious figures on it.

Lan Bing Curling refused to appear for a long time, but Mu Xingqiu felt steady, which showed that the plan formulated by Gan Zhiquan was half successful: Lan Bing Curling was likely to go to the Demon Invasion Daoist to perform the demon transformation technique again, and she would fall into the Seven Yuan Hidden Star Array.

Compared with the brown poisonous mist, the dark night of the ice city seems pure and deep, I don't know if it is because of the visit of a Taoist priest, or because it is customary, there is no light inside and outside the ice city, and the many virgins and children on the dock are more like the same demon, and even the difference in age has been erased.

Nearly two watches, the group of demons suddenly separated to both sides, squeezed each other together, and none of them fell into the lake. A passage was also made.

The only light floated out of the city gate, and slowly came to the end of the dock, facing the visitors.

It was indeed a lantern that floated on its own, made of a complete skeleton, and the light of the fire shot out of its eye sockets and mouth, dim as the moonlight obscured by thin clouds.

In the shadow behind the skull lantern stood a tall banshee, a full double the height of the emaciated demon grandchildren around her, but not much fatter, like a walking bamboo pole.

Mu Xingqiu looked at it with his heavenly eyes, and what he saw was the same face: thin lips, a nose like a bird's beak, and two eyes that were very close together.

A crown of feathers on his head. is the biggest difference between her and the demons.

"You're the Taoist?" the banshee's voice was still very young.

"You are the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons?" Mu Xingqiu asked rhetorically.

The banshee didn't answer, but her panache had already explained, and she just waved her hand lightly, and the little demons crowded on both sides trotted back into the city without a moment's delay.

"I thought the Taoist priest would be taller than me. Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons said disappointedly, and the skeleton lantern flew close to Mu Xingqiu so that she could see more clearly, "I heard the demon on the other side shouting 'Demon King'. ”

"They were mistaken. ”

"Well, demons often make mistakes. That's why you are in such a miserable situation today, even if you cross the lake, I think it was a mistake, but Yi Shijun said that he can control you. I'll just believe it. ”

"I'm here to meet Lan Curling. ”

"You mean the Faceless Daoist, you'll have to wait until you see her. My children and grandchildren say that you have bad intentions, and I have to come and check it myself, except for the endless sacrifices of childbirth. That's what I'm going to do. ”

"If Lan Curling doesn't want to see me, send me back to the other side, I don't want to waste time. ”

"To come here to see you. I interrupted a pregnancy and lost five children in my womb, and you just waited a little longer and thought it was a waste of time?"

Mu Xingqiu had nothing to say, he spread out his arms to be examined by the Holy Mother, and the skeleton lantern circled around Mu Xingqiu a few times, pausing several times in the process, and only returned to the Holy Mother after a quarter of an hour.

"Go ashore, Daoist, I heard you're looking for the magic of demon transformation, you've come to the right place. ”

Mu Xingqiu stepped onto the dock, and the flea followed, "What I'm looking for is a way to reverse." ”

"Don't argue with me, you should ask Yi Shijun about these things. ”

The bamboo-like Madonna walked in front, and the skull lantern followed behind her, but she was still facing Mu Xingqiu, as if she was illuminating him, more like a surveillance.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but think that the ice city protected by the poisonous mist would not have too strong demonic power, and if he suddenly cast a spell now, he would probably be able to kill the Holy Mother and make the ice city ownerless, but this was not the purpose of his visit, he wanted to see Lan Bing or the other historian whether it was true or not, and find out what was going on with the demon transformation technique here, as for the ball of light in the flea horn, he couldn't guess its purpose.

It was impossible to fly near the ice city, and there was no tall main gate on the city walls, only a low doorway, and it seemed that the Virgin had to bend down to get in.

"Kirin, you didn't check the Kirin. Suddenly a voice came from above the walls, and it trembled slightly, as if it were speaking with great fear.

Only a dozen steps away from the city gate, Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons stopped and turned around, "Stop, Taoist priest." Alas, I said that I was not good at this kind of thing, and that I had given birth to too many sacrifices, and that my brain was broken. Is that a unicorn? It looks like a scaly beast. You've got to get out of the way, I'm going to do a check on it. ”

Mu Xingqiu hesitated for a moment before stepping sideways, looking at the flea, signaling that it didn't need to be afraid, if it was really dangerous, he would not hesitate to cast a spell to save it.

There was no poisonous mist here, and with a little effort, he felt that he could cast a powerful spell.

The skeleton lantern began to slowly circle around the flea, and Mu Xingqiu looked at it for a while, then raised his eyes to look at the city wall above his head.

There was a demon lying on the wall, wearing a black cloak, like a huge bat, his head was hidden in the hood, but the height of dozens of zhang and the night could not affect Tianmu, Mu Xingqiu saw a pale face, two fangs were exposed in his mouth, and his eyes were wet, as if he had just cried.

"Feibao, how did you escape from Asan?"

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