Chapter Ninety-Five: The Dream Arrives
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Han Qing rested his elbows on the corner of the table, crossed his fingers in front of him, and said in a deep voice.
The crowd was also interested, and listened attentively to what he was saying.
Pang Yuan seemed to know what he was going to say, and there was no interest in his expression, but he was very obsessed with the scantily clad female demon cultivator, and his eyes had not left her body since he came in.
"What's the news? Could it be that the plan is ahead of schedule, and we can go out and kill now?"
A strange-looking, narrow-minded cheek, slightly pointed chin, a mouthful of white, shiny teeth with sharp luster said excitedly as the man spoke, and it was not difficult to guess that he was a militant from his fanatical expression.
The others also showed inquiring eyes, and several of them rarely went out to avoid people's eyes and ears, and they didn't know how long they had been in this secret room, and it would be great if they could leave here blatantly.
To their disappointment, Han Qing shook his head and denied his guess.
Seeing their disappointed expressions, Han Qing also knew that it would be difficult for them to let them stay here honestly for a few months, so he stopped selling Guanzi, and said slowly: "I was supposed to go down to Yingluan Pavilion with His Royal Highness King Wen tonight, but I saw a person who should not have appeared there, Mo Xiaoxie, who killed the Blood Demon Lord in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons, appeared in Penglai City today. ”
As soon as the words fell, the air in the room seemed to have stagnated for a moment, and the crows were silent.
To mention Mo Xiaoxie's name, no one here may have known who he was half a year ago.
However, because the Blood Demon Lord is also a little famous among the demon cultivators in the cultivation world, Mo Xiaoxie, who killed him now, also became "famous overnight" with the transmission of news between the cultivation world, and has a place on the list of young talents in the cultivation world.
Hearing Mo Xiaoxie's name, the expressions of everyone in the secret room were different.
Jiang Lao Mo listened quietly, his face was as calm as water, as if the three words 'Mo Xiaoxi' were just a name to him, no different from ordinary people.
Zhu Lie's eyes erupted with anger, as if he had an enmity with Mo Xiaoxie, and even his black hair turned fiery red in an instant, like a messenger of hell.
The only female demon cultivator wearing a fiery red light veil on her body, half-concealed and half-hidden, her eyes flashed with a touch of greed, her whole body was flushed with excitement, her eyes were springy, and the charm under her eyes became more and more intense.
The man who opened his mouth to ask Han Qing before was full of fighting intent, and his hideous smile was a little cruel, coupled with the sharp teeth exposed because of the cruel smile, which made people's hearts chill.
And Ye Piaoxue lowered his head and continued to rub the skin of the jade flute with his hand, the smooth texture seemed to be reluctant to give up, but the slightly thoughtful light in his eyes still revealed that he was digesting this information.
In the "Forest of Ten Thousand Demons", I should have seen that Mo Xiaoxie, but due to the tense situation at the time, I didn't pay much attention to it, and even if I met him again, I might not know him now.
Besides, he doesn't have a good impression of the Blood Demon Lord, and those who don't know how to appreciate his flute are just ordinary people in his eyes, and if they die, they will die, nothing more than adding some fertilizer to the trees, and maybe they can't even make fertilizer......
Several other people also have their own thoughts, and they can't be summed up in one word.
In the audience, only Pang Yuan looked at the female demon cultivator who had become more seductive, and his eyes were even more inextricable.
Han Qing frowned secretly when he saw Pang Yuan, who was sitting next to him, and the rather unstable mood of everyone.
The right hand clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly, but the sound was like a thunderbolt, pressing on everyone's hearts, making people feel breathless.
Zhu Lie's hair changed from fiery red back to black again, as magical as a chameleon, and the grinning Meng Fang also restrained his smile, not daring to be presumptuous in front of Han Qing anymore.
The others also sat quietly and returned to their original state, wanting to see what Han Qing was planning and what he meant.
Han Qing faintly glanced at the black-charcoal-colored wall in a corner of the room, looked at the initiator, and warned sternly: "Zhu Lie, I know that you have a good relationship with the Blood Demon Lord in private on weekdays, and you want to avenge him with your blade, but in Penglai City, at this juncture, I don't want to ruin the Demon Lord's plan because of your impulsiveness." ”
Han Qing's words were very harsh, which shocked Zhu Lie, who had been seen through his thoughts, and lowered his head, his eyes were buried in the shadows, and even his expression seemed vague.
The others looked at him, as dull as he had before a volcano erupted, and thought it must have been a rage that was crushing into their chests.
Zhu Lie didn't dare to make a mistake, and he didn't even dare to say a 'no', even if he lowered his head, he could still feel that his eyes were locked firmly on him like an eagle falcon.
Once you dare to refute, or there is a little bit of sincerity in your words, then there is no doubt that death awaits you.
The Demon Dao Monk has never been reasonable, if his actions are against the Demon Lord's plan, he will not want to get out of this secret room today.
Clenching his big fists tightly, Zhu Lie struggled in his heart.
In the end, under the gradually heavy pressure in the room, Zhu Lie had no choice but to raise his head, his eyes were as bright as two lanterns to look at Han Qing, nodded his forehead, and said, "Okay, I know, I won't act without permission." ”
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Han Qing removed the aura locked on Zhu Lie's body, looked around, and said slowly: "Everyone should know about the cultivation of the Blood Demon Lord, but he will actually die at the hands of Mo Xiaoxie, then Mo Xiaoye must be outstanding, I think everyone here who dares to threaten to defeat the Blood Demon Lord except Jiang Sheng, it is estimated that there is no one." ”
Jiang Lao Mo drank his tea calmly, as if he should have been, and the others, including Zhu Lie, were silent, because what he said was the truth.
It's just that no one noticed it, and when Ye Piaoxue, who was sitting in the corner, heard it, a disdainful smile crossed the corner of her mouth, this smile was imperceptible, and even Han Qing didn't observe it.
Seeing that everyone had acquiesced in their remarks, Han Qing continued: "The Blood Demon Lord is an old fox who has been practicing for thousands of years, and he escaped at the hands of the Heavenly Pivot Dao Master of the Penglai Immortal Sect thousands of years ago, it is undoubtedly very difficult to stay and kill him, I can naturally do it, but you ......"
Han Qing smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "It's not that I underestimate everyone, none of you here can do it." ”
His words are true, but when he hears them, they are not like that, and his heart is very uncomfortable.
Finally, Meng Fang couldn't help it, bared his teeth, looked directly at Han Qing without fear, smiled coldly, and asked: "Lord Demon Venerable, you have been belittling us and elevating Mo Xiaoxie, it can't be that you are afraid of him." ”
"Afraid?"
Han Qing laughed, his snow-white beard trembling, like a mass of catkins stirring in the wind.
With a squint of eyes, a thin line of light formed a shining line flowing through his eyes, and he looked at Meng Fang and said: "Boy, you have to think about it before you speak, in my Han Qing's heart, the only thing that can make me afraid of the demon lord is alone, I am telling you this, it is nothing more than to let you not act rashly, when the time comes, the boat will capsize in the gutter and fold in the hands of Mo Xiaoxie's junior, and it will become a big joke in the cultivation world." ”
Meng Fang was taken by Han Qing's sharp eyes, snorted a few times and stopped talking, now he is not Han Qing's opponent, naturally he will not collide with him, but that old man actually dares to call himself 'boy', in private, Meng Fang has secretly hated him.
"Lord Demon Venerable, since we already know that Mo Xiaoye has come to Penglai City, can we just keep standing still and doing nothing?"
After Han Qing came in, Jiang Lao Mo spoke for the first time, and his square face was serious and serious.
"Of course not. Han Qing paused and said: "Today, I didn't see the depth of Mo Xiaoxie's cultivation, and he gave me a very strange feeling, like an ordinary person who had never cultivated, but this is obviously impossible, it is estimated that he has cultivated some kind of hidden cultivation spell, so I need someone to help me test his true cultivation." ”
"This person's cultivation can't be too low, because then not only will he not be able to test his true strength, but he may also be gone forever. Han Qing's eyes slid over the three people who had not spoken, their cultivation might not be bad in the cultivation world, but it was the lowest here, so exclude them first.
And the rest ......
Han Qing's eyes fell on Zhu Lie's body and shook his head, this person's cultivation is not weak, but he is easy to act impulsively, and it is inevitable that he will show his feet.
Then it fell on the body of the red lady, the red lady is superb, and she is better at dealing with men, and the male cultivators who are planted in her hands have cultivated immortals and demons, and even the Buddha who is not close to women has fallen under her pomegranate skirt and become her nourishment, if you use an animal as a metaphor, there is no more suitable description of her than 'black widow'.
If everyone in Allure didn't have a room with Mo Xiaoxiao Cave today, the Red Lady would undoubtedly be the best choice to deal with him, but with a stunning woman like everyone in Allure by her side, it would not be easy for the Red Lady to succeed.
Turning his eyes away to look at Ye Piaoxue again, he has just been in Penglai City for a few days, and maybe Mo Xiaoye still knows him, in Penglai City, where there are many people and many people, even singing and dancing at night, and the ceasefire is bright, I am afraid that it will have an impact on the plan, and now that Mo Xiaoxie's goal of coming here is not clear, it is best not to startle the snake.
Then there are only two people left, Meng Fang and Jiang Sheng.
As for who to let go, Han Qing saw Meng Fang's unruly appearance, and faintly made some decisions in his heart.
Some people who don't know how to be polite don't matter if they exist or not, he is not a good person, and few people in the world are his opponents when it comes to 'poison'.
Just as Han Qing was about to speak, the door behind him was suddenly opened, and a violent wind poured into the secret room, and everyone was in their hearts, looking in the direction of the door with full vigilance.
It wasn't until a slender figure gradually emerged at the gate that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Wrapped in white clothes, her beautiful posture is like the bright moon in the sky, with a faint halo, her delicate face is not smiling, with a cold and expressionless face that rejects people.
I saw Mengyuan standing at the door, his thin lips and teeth opening and closing, and he said coldly: "Leave it to me to explore Mo Xiaoxie's strength!"
The tone is very cold, and the voice is clear, and no one can question it!