The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

In the center of the gods' tombs lies the pool where all the demons drown.

This place is surrounded by tombs, and the tombs of different heights stand like mountain peaks, as desolate as lonely graves in the wilderness.

Within a radius of ten miles, the demonic energy turned into mist, and one could not see one’s hand in front of one’s face.

Even a cultivator who is at the peak of his spiritual realm would be suppressed by the demonic energy here and unable to exert his full strength.

Not to mention the living creatures that have been eroded here for tens of thousands of years.

They might not last more than a quarter of an hour in the fog.

Only foreign demons of various shapes and sizes were shuttling through the fog, like ghosts in a book.

On weekdays, this place is extremely quiet.

Not even the sound of wind.

At this time, in the fog.

"Bah, bah, bah, bah..."

The smacking sound of a cat slurping canned food could be heard in the dark fog.

I can tell it tastes delicious.

It just seems particularly out of place in this scene.

"Black bug, can't you keep your voice down?!"

The bald chicken couldn't stand it anymore.

They risked their lives to come to this ten-mile magic fog to find Yuhuo's tomb. It should have been an extremely tense moment.

But listening to the delicious smacking sounds, he couldn't get nervous at all!

What’s the difference between this and listening to rebellious little black bugs fighting for food in your own grave?

"It's not me."

The innocent voice of the rebellious little black bug sounded from another direction in the fog, "I'm chewing on the teething stick that Xiaohong gave me."

As he spoke, a crunching sound was heard in the fog.

Bald Chicken: “…” Thank you, it makes me feel even worse.

"it's me."

The faint and lazy sound of the Undead Tree was heard.

But when she spoke, the "baji, baji" sound in the background did not stop at all, and it overlapped with her voice.

Bald Chicken: “?” How many mouths do you have?

Perhaps sensing the chicken's confusion, the Immortal Tree said, "My roots can also eat food, and they absorb food faster, but the sound is a bit louder."

"You woke up before me, and your physical condition is better. My erosion is too deep. If I don't eat more, I won't be able to resist the evil energy here."

The voice of the Undead Tree was a little more solemn. "The demonic energy here is more intense than it was ten thousand years ago, and those things are more active."

After hearing what she said, the bald chicken looked up, and just in time a faceless humanoid alien demon appeared from the fog in front and collided with him head-on.

The elusive figure of the extraterritorial demon passed straight through him, as if it could not sense his existence at all.

The bald chicken felt the hair on its back stand up and felt cold all over because of the other party's passing.

"He failed."

The voice of the Immortal Tree sounded, "Even the merits of good people for hundreds of generations cannot purify the Ten Thousand Demons Drowning Pond. The thick demonic energy is a sign that the seal is loosening."

The bald chicken didn't say anything, but he understood the worry in the words of the immortal tree -

How long can we last?

There is no answer to this question.

At least not yet.

“I…crunch crunch…found it!”

At this moment, the cheerful voice of the rebellious little black bug came from afar, getting closer and closer.

The bald chicken and the immortal tree immediately joined forces to greet them.

The visibility in the magic fog is not high. Even they can only see the scenery about ten meters away at most.

"Shh!"

Something broke through the black fog and came into their sight.

That is……

coffin? !

The bald chicken watched helplessly as the ragged, skinny, rebellious little black bug ran towards him, holding a coffin that was several times bigger than him.

The smile on his face was as bright as the sun.

——How strange! This scene is very strange!

"Chicken! Ah Si! We elbow!"

The rebellious little black bug was still chewing a hard teething stick in his mouth, and his speech was a little unclear.

"Let's go."

As the Immortal Tree finished speaking, branches sprouted from the ground, helping the rebellious little black bug to hold up the coffin, and they staggered out of the black fog.

Looking at the weird scene of the two demons carrying the coffin, the bald chicken wished he could bury himself in the black fog on the spot and not go with them.

Is it too late to say that you don’t know these two monsters?

The bald chicken covered his face and followed with staggering steps.

……

The Infinite Sect.

Several days have passed since the disaster of Mirror Flowers and Water Moons.

Yun Youyi has already dismantled the ancient cave that was originally in good condition and started to design a new house.

Since Ji Qingzhou said he wanted to treat her hand, it would not be convenient for her to return to the front line in the short term, so she might as well find something to do.

Zhongli You also stayed, planning to wait until he saw Yun Youwo reattach his arm before leaving.

The senior sisters and brothers were all here, and Shui Duchen, who was recently undergoing a period of renewal, could just go to them for advice.

So Ji Qingzhou, who was left alone waiting for the three monsters to find Yuhu, was free.

These days, she had nothing to do except practicing.

Only when he just appeared in Jinghua Shuiyue did he give Sheng Shu the low-grade fire metal he found on the road.

If Sheng Shu had not received the news and rushed to the scene as soon as possible to stop some disciples who came out of curiosity to watch the excitement, there would have been more than just Ji Qingzhou and the other three victims that day.

However, when Sheng Shu discovered that Ji Qingzhou had not come out for a long time, she saw that there were elders in charge and there was no need for her to wait outside, so she wanted to sneak in to save him.

The result was naturally that he was immobilized and thrown into the wall of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Ji Qingzhou still went to the dungeon and gave her the earth-grade metal.

Sheng Shu was probably depressed because of facing the wall, but when he saw this low-grade metal, he was no longer depressed. Instead, he was full of energy and thought about what kind of natal spiritual weapon he should refine.

She insisted on giving most of her wealth to Ji Qingzhou.

Ji Qingzhou had no choice but to accept it.

Even so, Sheng Shu knew that what she gave was not even half the value of this earth-grade metal.

What's more, this item has a price but no market. Even if someone outside offers a price, few people are willing to sell it.

If she had not had a friendship with Ji Qingzhou for so many years, she would probably never have been able to use earth-grade metal to forge her own spiritual weapon in this lifetime.

After giving the metal to Sheng Shu, Ji Qingzhou distributed the specialties he had accidentally obtained along the way to the familiar disciples in the sect, and then waited for news from the chat group.

Finally, on the fifth day after emerging from the mirror flower and water moon——

"Ding dong."

Ji Qingzhou heard a familiar message alert tone.

Rebellious Little Black Bug: "Xiaohong! Xiaohong! We found him!"

Bald Chicken: “…I found it!”

Ji Qingzhou: “…” It doesn’t matter, I’m used to it.

I have known these monsters for such a long time, and although I still don't know where they are, I have a vague understanding of that place.

For example, there is no grass growing, the ground is full of graves, and evil spirits are rampant everywhere.

If you want to find someone, you have to dig them out of their grave.

In Ji Qingzhou's mind, the place where the three monsters lived was probably no different from the mass grave she passed by when she went up the mountain for training in the fog.

This made her unable to resist making more meat dishes for the three demons every time she cooked for them.

The children must be suffering, trapped in such a desolate place. Eat more, eat more.

Cao: "Do you have anything to eat over there?"

When Ji Qingzhou heard this, his first reaction was that the three demons had worked hard to find people, and the sixty buckets of food must have been eaten up and they were now starving.

"I'm in the kitchen."

It was early morning, and Ji Qingzhou was making pumpkin porridge for himself. The air was filled with the sweet aroma of pumpkin and the fragrance of magical rice.

She served the freshly cooked porridge and said, "Take this as a cushion first, I'll go make something delicious."

Tomb of the Gods.

The three demons immediately received the pumpkin porridge sent by Ji Qingzhou.

But they didn't eat immediately, but looked towards the middle -

It was a coffin.

Undead Tree: "Open the coffin!"

Rebellious little black bug: "Yuhuo! Get up... Oh no, get up and eat porridge!"

Bald Chicken: “…”