Southern Wilderness. [Full text reading.]

The plain formed by the collapse of the two mountains has completely disappeared, and it has become a huge pool of sewage that has no bottom in sight. The deep pool is surrounded by mountain-high piles of rocks and fertile humus. All the trees on the nearby hill were bulldozed, and all the way to the great lake, there was not a trace of green.

Above the sewage pool, a crowd of people gathered like black clouds, and the center of the crowd was all the leaders of the Demon Sect.

These people are usually difficult to see, and in the eyes of the general demon sect, they are even legendary figures, all of them are famous big devils, and they all appeared at this moment, including the sixty personal guards of the Yandao Old Demon, and everyone frowned and stared down.

Li Xiaolou's face was pale, and there was a lot of mud on his messy head, which was absolutely unimaginable before. But she didn't care at all, her brows were deeply locked and her face was full of worry, "It's been two months, my father has been in for two months, and there is no news, what should I do?"

This witch seems to be really worried about her adoptive father.

The master of the Ruyi Hall stepped into the snow and "autumn waves", and what he wanted to say was pretentious and deliberately wanted to say it. Exposed in Xiao Rushui's eyes, he did not hide his deep disgust. Xiao Rushui didn't turn his head and snorted coldly.

Bu Xueyi glanced at Xiao Rushui slantedly, and just wanted to open her mouth to ridicule, Tie Yi Leng already shouted coldly: "Shut up Lao Tzu! You two have to quarrel every day, you don't bother Lao Tzu!"

"Yo, someone really thinks of himself as the future Demon Sect Master!"

The black light flashed, and the iron clothed cold tower-like body was already close to Bu Xueyi, and the cold dark iron armor was almost attached to the tip of Bu Xueyi's nose, "What did you say?"

Bu Xueyi's eyes flashed with fear, and she hurriedly pretended to smile and said, "Senior brother, I didn't mean you, don't misunderstand!"

"Hmph! Whether there is a misunderstanding or not, Lao Tzu doesn't want to see the nest back now. So shut up Lao Tzu!" Tie Yi said coldly.

Xiao Rushui didn't buy it, raised his hand, looked at his snow-white slender fingers like spring onions, and said leisurely: "He's talking about me." Senior brother, this thing that is neither male nor female has no master in his eyes at all, if you really want to be the current sect master, junior brother, I support you, but the first thing you have to do is - kill him!" Xiao Rushui pointed at Bu Xueyi with a long finger.

Bu Xueyi's face turned blue in an instant, and she was so angry that she forgot to pretend to be charming, "Third child, do you really want to have a fight with me? Okay! I will fulfill you! I know that you have been looking at me unpleasantly for a long time, anyway, the master is gone, don't die!"

As soon as the snow color was shaken, the cold chill of the forest immediately exploded, and a cold and slender white shadow flew out from Bu Xueyi's left hand, and in an instant, it changed ten to hundreds, and Bu Xueyi's whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of white ice feather flying mist, and his body disappeared suddenly.

Xiao Rushui smiled, and the next moment, a layer of strange white scales suddenly appeared on his hands, spreading upwards quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Xiao Rushui even had the skin on his face wrapped in white scales, looking like a white snake man.

Someone in the Biluo Protector whispered: "The sect master personally gave the Qilin Armor and the Thousand Bird Sword, I haven't seen them use them for many years! These two people are actually working hard with their own people at this juncture, and even the Qilin Armor and the Thousand Bird Sword have been used!"

"That's a good dare! Anyway, everyone is tired of digging, so let's watch the excitement first!"

"The sect master is not here, the two of them make trouble every day!

The black cloud-like crowd dispersed coldly, fearing that the war would affect them.

Tie Yi was furious, standing between the two of them, and his eyebrows were cold. Li Xiaolou flew up and sneered at Feng Qiwu, who had been silent beside him: "Fight, just kill one!"

Suddenly, I heard a cold shout: "Stop!"

The sound was not loud, but it hit everyone's heart and lungs like a sharp sword. Every Demon Sect demon present was shocked, and when they looked down, they shouted, "Sect Master!

A cloud of black mist flew on the sewage pool, and two strange eyes turned in the black mist, which was the image of the old demon of Yandao who appeared in front of the demons on weekdays.

"Father!" Li Xiaolou rushed straight down, ecstatic, rushed to the black fog and bowed deeply in the air.

"Long live the sect master!" the demons were ecstatic, and they all bowed down in the air.

Yandao slowly flew up and flew in front of Xiao Rushui and Bu Xueyi, and the cold gaze made Xiao Rushui and Bu Xueyi tremble.

"Actually fighting for their lives in internal strife? Good disciple of my teaching! Get out! Don't leave the temple for less than three years! Get out now!"

Xiao Rushui and Bu Xueyi turned pale with fright, and they didn't dare to argue, they kowtowed to the old demon of Yandao and turned around and left, and in a moment they took the people from Bo Miao Hall and Ruyi Hall away. The two gangs parted ways, each heading for his own territory.

Li Xiaolou clapped his hands and smiled: "Father, you are so majestic! Fortunately, your old man came out, otherwise they wouldn't know when they would make trouble!" She rolled her eyes, but she was slightly stunned: "How many of the Ten Kings of Purgatory are there?"

"All back to Biluo Palace. Yan Dao didn't answer, and he didn't look at Li Xiaolou, who was smiling and patting the horse, and immediately turned into a black light and fled north.

Li Xiaolou's smile froze on his face and looked towards Feng Qiwu.

Feng Qiwu frowned slightly, saw Li Xiaolou looking at him, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, my father said to go back to the palace, then let's go back." ”

A group of demons followed behind the old demon of Yandao and fled northward, looking at each other in the gust of wind, and they all felt that there was a bit of a hastily finished tiger and snake tail.

Could it be that something happened underneath? Could it be that the Ten Kings of Purgatory actually died?

The demons of the Hidden Palace, who were directly under the Ten Kings of Purgatory, felt a terrible sense of withering in their hearts.

A few hours later, the army of the Demon Sect had already dispersed and returned to their own hidden temple territory - the old demon of Yandao gave an order, and no one dared to disobey.

In the main hall of Biluo Palace, Li Xiaolou really couldn't hold back, "Father, what is the situation down there, and what happened?"

"Get out, get out, I'm going into retreat, and from today onwards, no one is allowed to disturb me, including you! Get out!" came a thunderous roar from the black mist.

Li Xiaolou was so frightened that he hurried out of the hall, and the door closed with a bang behind him. Li Xiaolou, who was confused, stood in the porch for a long time, then took out something from his arms and watched it for a long time.

It is the token of the Yandao.

Li Xiaolou stared at the token for a long time, solemnly took it into his arms again, looked back at the heavy door, and walked forward gently.

Behind the corner of the hall flashed a phoenix, and the emerald green dragon flute jumped between his five fingers in a dazzling degree, showing that there were many difficult matters in his heart to decide. Knowing his brother's habits, Li Xiaolou pointed to his residence. The two of them swept there one after the other.

The fragrance of the lotus pond strikes people, the pink and tender lotus is dotted in the dark and gloomy cold spring, and a line of glow shines down from the Biluo Gorge, just shining in the lotus pond, drawing two completely different worlds of light and dark. On one side, it is dark and dreary, like a dead field, but on the other hand, it is colorful and vibrant. When the sun shifts, the glow slants westward, and the lotus pond immediately sinks into the cold darkness, and no longer has any more color.

There was no light in the Zhu Building, Li Xiaolou sat in the dark, and transmitted: "What did you notice?"

"My father was seriously injured. His snort and the rest of his speech were all out of breath. Feng Qiwu's green dragon flute flew and spun in his hand, jumping faster and faster, and Feng Qiwu's brows were also wrinkled tighter and tighter.

Li Xiaolou gasped: "What is so powerful! Even my father was seriously injured!"

"Haven't you heard of the legends of the old gods, and we monks today are nothing compared to them, even my father. ”

"Ancient God ......" Li Xiaolou groaned, she couldn't sit still anymore, paced around, and turned back suddenly: "Could it be that Chu Hongzi actually got all the benefits of the ancient gods?!

"Rest easy. That Chu Hongzi has not heard from him until today, and his father can't please him, let alone him? I guess he and the old guys who went in later all died there. Xuan Xuzi is a cute eye for the blind to see, or he knows in his heart that it is a Longtan tiger's den, and he doesn't dare to enter it at all!"

But my father must go in. Li Xiaolou frowned at his beautiful long eyebrows, "He has been stuck in the Tribulation Period for three thousand years, and if there is no sign of ascension, he will lose his strength." That's why he's in a hurry. ”

"Yes, this is also the reason why my father was fooled, he was too anxious, and he was put on a position by the old guy of Xuanxuzi. It must be even more dangerous, not to mention the ten kings of purgatory, but also to himself. ”

"Well, no wonder his old man is in a hurry to kick us out of retreat......"

The two were silent at this point. Li Xiaolou gradually had an idea in his heart, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.

"Father's token is still in my hand, and he can't be a director, but we need help to take care of it, and those people are not good, I'm afraid there will be changes. Do you agree?" Li Xiaolou stared at Feng Qiwu and said in a deep voice.

Her words were high-sounding, but Feng Qiwu fully knew the deep meaning. The adoptive father, the Demon Lord, can no longer be a director, and this retreat is only afraid that it will take ten years and a hundred years, and there is no one in charge of the Demon Sect, which is just a great opportunity, and Li Xiaolou is not ready to let go of this opportunity.

Feng Qiwu almost only thought about it for a moment before agreeing: "Okay! It's just that you have to be careful, don't let your father feel your movements, otherwise you ......" Feng Qiwu's face was difficult to see.

Both of them knew the character of the Yandao Demon Lord very well. He seems to be very tolerant of his subordinates and disciples, and rarely punishes anyone personally, even if the punishment is a small punishment such as a ban. But that means falling out of favor. And losing Yandao's favor means that in his eyes, you are already a dispensable dead person.

Li Xiaolou also had such a day at the beginning. She acted without permission, chasel the mortal court, and Feng Qiwu was forced by Li Hong to swear an oath. Yan Dao was furious when he found out and punished Li Xiaolou for three years. During that time, Li Xiaolou was a dead man in the eyes of the Demon Sect. Fortunately, Yandao still cared about the relationship between father and daughter, and Li Xiaolou turned over again.

Li Xiaolou was also deeply afraid when he thought of those days, but the deep hatred in his heart that had penetrated deep into his bone marrow and blood could not be avenged. And if you want to report it, you must grasp the power of the Demon Sect.

She said faintly: "Don't worry, this time I will let someone else do it, even if my father knows, it is the ghost who dies." As for me, I just need to keep using this token. ”

The blood-red Yandao token glowed faintly in Li Xiaolou's palm. Feng Qiwu simply saw the illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He suddenly felt a chill in his heart: "What the hell do you want to do?"

Li Xiaolou didn't answer, but smiled coldly.