Rebirth of the Peerless Demon Pet

But Song Changli has such a face, he doesn't care about his own face and reputation at all, bullying the juniors, he is like a fish in water, easy to use, not proficient.

Song Changli trotted all the way to Yue Jianwei, took out the centenary orchids and shook them in front of Yue Jianwei a few times, showing off, and said quite complacently: "How is it? Brother, am I right?" It's quite powerful, there are only a dozen or so plants in total, and I alone own five plants."

Yue Jianwei rolled her eyes in her heart, and said mockingly: "You didn't do the thing of plucking geese, I thought you had to monopolize more than [-] plants!"

"It's easy to talk about." Song Changli didn't feel ashamed at all, instead he took pride in it, and said, "If it wasn't because of my brother's kind heart, I thought I wouldn't need so much, so it wouldn't hurt to leave some leftovers between my fingers. Naturally, they all have to be included in the bag, but I don't want to be too ostentatious, so as not to be recognized by others."

Say a thousand words and ten thousand words, and the last sentence is serious.

Thinking about it, the young master of Mang Mountain is not really a thick-skinned person who goes to heaven, but he still knows that his behavior is quite indecent, and he wants some face.

Lan Yu stared at the centennial orchids with envy.

Song Changli put several hundred-year-old orchids in front of Lan Yu, and said quite generously: "Flowers are for beauties, and these spiritual herbs are for Mr. Lan."

Lan Yu is a true gentleman, never had he been teased face to face like this, his face turned red immediately, but he was not willing to reject these spiritual herbs, suddenly, he was caught in a dilemma.

"Can you not see one and love the other? Your Royal Highness has hit you recently, so you are devastated, and you are ready to switch to the arms of others?" Sui Lan grabbed them all and stuffed them into Lan Yu's hands unceremoniously, saying: "Brother Lan Yu, he is a good man, stay away from him."

Song Changli choked for a moment, and muttered: "Take my things and teach me a lesson. Forget it. It's really too much to poke my sore spot."

He chased after Gu Qingchen for a long time, which made Gu Qingchen's head burnt and heartbroken. A few days ago, he almost lost his temper during cultivation, and Song Changli felt deeply saddened. A guy like Lan with an elusive mind is even more difficult to deal with. He just thought that he was hopeless, so he came to Guiyuan Shenzong sadly. It would be better to go to Nanling County with a reliable old friend to recover from his injuries.

Unexpectedly, Yuejianwei actually poked him.

Yue Jianwei only looked at the bearded Zara man with a weathered face, showing a look of sorrow, and suddenly shivered, and said quickly: "You should restore your original appearance first, and then make this expression, otherwise , I’m not used to seeing it, I’ve got goosebumps just looking at it.”

Song Changli: "..."

Sympathetic little bastard!

Fortunately, he was still thinking about him, so he picked centenarian orchids for him to use.

Fortunately, Song Changli was not narrow-minded, so he didn't take it seriously, and said, "What are your plans for this assessment?"

Although the rules are very simple, it is to let all candidates live in this psychic world for about twenty days, and there is no specific statement, but in fact, there is a hidden mystery.

For example, who will judge the addition and subtraction of those points, what is the boundary and principle between giving points and deducting points, and what is right or wrong in judging whether it is fair or not? It is possible to add points, but what kind of demon core can add points, and how much points can be added are all questions.

Yue Jianwei didn't have too many ideas. Although Mo Canglan knew the assessment rules in advance, he didn't reveal any information to him, but Yue Jianwei had the determination, and he would definitely be admitted to Mo Canglan's No.13 Under the peak gate, there is a more intimate relationship with him.

Yue Jianwei said eloquently: "Since it's here, be safe, just adapt to the situation, don't meddle in the things that shouldn't be meddled in, and never tolerate the things that should be meddled in, just do what you want, don't make any mistakes, and there will be nothing wrong with you." Big problem."

Song Changli said: "Having said so much, it's equivalent to not saying anything, meaningless at all, what is Mr. Lan's plan?"

Song Changli threw the question to Lan Yu again.

Lan Yu was more down-to-earth and cautious than Yue Jianwei, so he naturally thought about it, and said: "Pick some spiritual herbs, catch some monsters, maybe you can get together the materials for refining elixir. These days, whether it is long or short It's short, but it can be practiced."

Song Changli's eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "Listen, listen to what Mr. Lan said, and then listen to what you say, let's stand up!"

Yue Jianwei twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "What are you planning?"

Song Changli was very relaxed and unrestrained, and said: "Me? I will do whatever you do, I will go wherever you go, that's enough."

"..."

Seeing that the spirit grass here in Nanshan had disappeared, all the candidates had left one after another, looking for other opportunities, Yue Jianwei and the others did not plan to go to the peak, so they found a direction and walked towards the southeast.

This direction was not obtained by a random finger, but Song Changli threw out a talisman that could detect spirits, and let the talisman find a direction with the strongest spiritual energy, leading them there.

Song Changli's cultivation is really good. He has almost mastered the talisman and the talisman paper with various shapes and functions. Gone.

Yue Jianwei only felt that Song Changli's talisman technique could be called amazing.

However, although the outside world has a high evaluation of Song Changli, it is absolutely inferior to Qianji Pavilion Wu Yetian, Lingyin Pavilion Xiao Wangyan, and Xinghuagu Mo Wuxin. Perhaps it is because the young master of Mangshan Mountain has always been He doesn't care about fame, he only likes to run around, and he doesn't pay attention to his own image at all. Even in disguise, he doesn't choose a beautiful appearance. To put it bluntly, he is too down-to-earth and lacks mystery.

But from Yue Jianwei's short contact, Song Changli's methods are definitely much more than what he showed.

It's no wonder that Gu Qingchen, the eldest son of the Northern Emperor, who was famous for his coldness and demeanor in his previous life, was actually seduced by such a rambunctious and unruly person.

This life is still unknown, but if there is no big mistake, Gu Shizi may fall again.

Thinking of this, Yue Jianwei had already walked a hundred miles away.

The scope of the psychic realm is huge, and there is a big advantage of defecation, that is, even if nearly a thousand candidates come in together, it is like a small fish spilled into a big river, and it is easy to see each other, except for the Nanshan area where people exploded. The hundred-year-old bluegrass attracted all the candidates to rush, so besides getting together in a group, Yue Jianwei never saw a single hair of a candidate along the way.

It was getting late, and the night was rustling.

Yuejian Weiben was walking aimlessly, and at this moment, he didn't even want to move his legs and feet. Just as he was about to say that we might as well rest here tonight, he heard a terrifying howl and scream. The sound didn't sound like a human being, but rather a monster.

Yue Jianwei's expression froze, he and Song Changli looked at each other, and said in unison: "Go and have a look."

Lan Yu also showed some consternation, but after all, he was born in the fairy sect and had seen many scenes, so he quickly calmed down and rushed towards the direction of the voice with them.

"Bah! This monster doesn't know how to live or die. It dared to bite me. Now that I've restrained it, it must die!" A young man dressed in brocade clothes kicked on the place where the demon rope had been firmly bound. The female beast with its limbs bound had a ferocious expression on its face, holding a dagger in its hand, and said, "You guys, cut off its limbs, dig out its tongue, and remove the ears and horns from its head for my young master." Cut it off, then cut it open to take the pill, and slowly boil it to death!"

The teenagers next to them didn't seem to be very old, but their eyes were full of eagerness to try. Looking at the howling and dying monster, not only did they not have the slightest compassion, but they wanted to see it struggling desperately. He looked bloody all over.

"Okay, let's do it together. This monster dared to hurt the young master. If it is necessary, let it die!"

"Kill it, kill it!"

"I can see that its stomach is slightly distended. I don't know if it is pregnant with a cub. Otherwise, let's cut its abdomen open to have a look."

"You say so, it seems so."

"..."

The teenagers became curious and eagerly took their knives to dissect the monster's abdomen. The monster seemed to be able to understand human words, and tears were shining in its eyes full of despair and fear. The monster that lost its tongue made a sound from its throat, as if begging.

However, these teenagers showed no mercy, they used a knife to cut open the abdomen while laughing.

On the other hand, the young man in the brocade attire frowned, thinking that the misfortune would not affect the child in his womb. He was just about to speak, but was scolded——

"This monster hurts people because of its nature. Since it has been captured by us, there is no need to torture it too much. Have you forgotten what the Patriarch said before going out?"

The young man in brocade clothes glanced at him, his face sank suddenly, and he said: "How dare you mention my eldest brother, if you hadn't encouraged him to make us change his way, why would I have left home thousands of miles to come here What kind of assessment and competition are you taking part in? Don't bother with She Lingyu, a guy who is used to flattering, just do what you have to do!"

She Lingyu frowned in disapproval, stared at the young man, and said, "Wu Xia, even if you feel displeased, you don't need to use this monster as a raft, it is pitiful after all."

She Wuxia snorted, and said, "You have refined so many corpse monsters, it's not pitiful."

"Ah, there really is a little boy!" She Lingyu and She Wuxia were still arguing, but they didn't know who opened the monster's belly, and exclaimed: "It hasn't formed yet, so I said why is the belly so small?" .”

As he spoke, he picked out the little brat with the tip of his sword again.

"What are you doing?!" A cold shout came, and a young man in red flew out of the forest, holding a longbow, stretching his arms, and several wind arrows invisible to the naked eye. There was a rustle, and after a few "bang bang bang bang", those disciples had been picked up by the wind arrow and fell to the ground, all of them were on their backs, looking very embarrassed.

"Ouch!"

"I fell to my death! Who dares to hurt someone!"

Yue Jianwei came a step too late, and seeing such a scene, he was so angry that his blood rushed to his head, his eyes swept across the group of teenagers coldly, wishing to slap them to death one by one.

Monsters and humans have different races and standpoints. The strong are respected and the weak perish. This is the law of heaven, and Yue Jianwei doesn't have much opinion.

However, massacre is completely different.

If a living being is killed, if there is no deep hatred, it is better to just give it to him with a knife, but it can be wasted slowly, such torture, is there any deep hatred, bitter hatred and deep hatred?

Yue Jianwei hates this kind of thing that ruins monsters the most. He doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, but this is not a nosy business.

Under the beautiful moonlight, the young man in red was holding a phoenix bone bow with one hand, and the end of the bow pointed at the throat of the young man in Chinese clothes who was already lying on the ground and was about to get up. His amber eyes were as cold as ice, and his voice was a little bit Sweet and sticky, he said: "You are bound by me now, I see you, you don't look like me, I really want to goug out your eyes and cut out your spirit core. If you chop him up again, you will be executed piece by piece!"

He looked at the boy's terrified eyes, and added with a smile: "Tell me, okay?"