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However, Ling Huisheng's "Bloodthirsty Butterfly" seems to be a little different. "Bloodthirsty Butterfly" is a very rare monster. Few cultivators have seen their true colors. Therefore, the cultivators present did not recognize this What is it.

The "Bloodthirsty Butterfly" flapped its wings and fluttered. Its movement and speed seemed very slow, but in fact, there was only a series of afterimages where they flew over. In a short while, the magic butterfly chasing the four of them had returned.

The magic butterflies fluttered up and down around their masters, such a scene, there is a taste of nostalgia.

Ling Huisheng stretched out a hand, and a blood bead emerged from the fingertip. With a flick of the finger, the blood bead was divided into four parts. The magic butterfly flew across the air, the blood bead was swallowed by them, and then reluctantly disappeared.

"Brother, this is..."

"It is indeed a bloodthirsty butterfly!"

Ling Junwu grabbed Ling Huisheng's finger in displeasure: "Why raise such a dangerous monster?"

Ling Huisheng smiled but said nothing.

The waiter of the restaurant stepped forward to pour tea and water, and said in a low voice, "It's better for you two to leave the Demon City and avoid it! Those people are from Wujuemen, and now you two have killed the people from Wujuemen, and they Definitely won’t let it go.”

"Thank you for letting me know!" Ling Junwu took out a few magic stones to the waiter, turned his head and asked Ling Huisheng, "Let's stay in this restaurant for now, what do you think, brother?"

"can."

The two stayed in this magic city for a few days, and Wujuemen never troubled them. Outsiders thought that this matter was over, so the little bit of curiosity had dissipated.

However, things always happen unexpectedly.

In the early morning of this day, a group of people broke into the restaurant. The leader was a beautiful woman. Everyone looked at Ling Huisheng who was coming down from the second floor in unison.

Feng Shuangshuang strode forward and met a pair of eyes from bottom to top. Those eyes seemed to contain magic power, which instantly made her mind go blank and her heart beat wildly.

The two passed each other, and Feng Shuangshuang stood blankly on the halfway of the stairs, muttering to himself: "It's so beautiful!"

"Miss, this is one of the two who killed my Wujue sect!"

Feng Shuangshuang glanced over and made his subordinates shut up, walked down the stairs with a smile like a flower, and greeted Ling Huisheng: "I don't know what to call you?"

"Who are you?" Ling Junwu suddenly appeared, condescendingly looking down at the female cultivator who was pestering her own brother from upstairs, with a very unhappy expression on her face.

Feng Shuangshuang just glanced at Ling Junwu, not feeling the slightest fascination for such a handsome man, turned around and stared at Ling Huisheng obsessively: "What a pair of beautiful eyes!"

Ling Huisheng turned his head to the side, looked at the woman in front of him with those unwavering eyes, and said, "Are you here to avenge your Wujuemen?"

"That was the original plan, but after seeing you, I changed my mind." Feng Shuangshuang looked at Ling Huisheng arrogantly, she was sure to win this man.

The man with the scar once gave up his life to save Feng Shuangshuang, and the scar on that face was left for her. Therefore, Feng Shuangshuang turned a blind eye to everything the man did in Shanghai, even in the sect. Nei also gave him a very generous treatment.

However, now that someone who shouldn't be messed with dies in Huangquan, it's no wonder that others have planned to avenge him, which can be regarded as the last bit of kindness that she, the master, has as a subordinate, but who would have thought that she would meet such a person in front of her, Such beautiful eyes were the only ones Feng Shuangshuang had ever seen in her life, how could they be easily destroyed?

"Fellow Daoist, would you like to visit my Wujue Sect?"

As soon as Feng Shuangshuang said this, the people around immediately looked at Ling Huisheng with amazed expressions, and couldn't help guessing who this person was. Could it be that the eldest lady of Wujuemen fell in love at first sight?but……

Everyone turned their attention to Ling Junwu, the relationship between these two people seems to be unusual!

Ling Junwu had already descended the stairs and came to Ling Huisheng's side, looked at Feng Shuangshuang and said, "Miss Wujuemen? Haha! I'm sorry, thank you for Wujuemen's invitation, but the two of us are about to leave the magic city to be guests. There is no need."

"Oh? It's really interesting that someone dares to refuse my invitation from Wujuemen in Shanghai." Feng Shuangshuang looked at Ling Junwu with interest, "Then let's see how you can leave Shanghai safely. Let's wait and see! Let's go! "

A group of people left the restaurant in a mighty manner. When Feng Shuangshuang walked through the door, she turned her head and looked at Ling Huisheng meaningfully, and smiled with her lips curled up.

"Wait a minute!" Ling Huisheng suddenly said, "We promised to be guests at Wujuemen, and I'm afraid we will disturb the eldest lady then."

Feng Shuangshuang raised his eyebrows, it seemed that Ling Huisheng's words were taken for granted, because no one dared to oppose Wujuemen in Shanghai.

Ling Junwu looked at Feng Shuangshuang's leaving back in thought, raised his eyes to stare at his brother and asked, "Why did my brother agree to her?"

"Jun Wuke still remember Huang Quanhua?"

"Huangquanhua?" Ling Junwu frowned. Wasn't that the poison that made Qingyi, who was chasing him by the Huajian faction, hurt him and made his wound unable to heal?

Ling Huisheng nodded: "I have one thing to confirm, that female cultivator has the smell of yellow spring flowers on her body, and she is not an ordinary yellow spring flower."

"I see, but..." Ling Junwu pulled Ling Huisheng outside, "Even so, I really don't like the way that person looks at you."

Ling Huisheng picked up a lock of Ling Junwu's hair and let it fall from his fingers, leaned closer and whispered: "I don't like it either, I only like the way Junwu looks at me obsessively, that look is really touching, I can't help thinking Take Jun Wu as his own."

"Brother is such a perfect person, that's why Jun Wu wants to hide your whole body!" Ling Junwu lowered his head slightly, "However, my whole body belongs to you."

Ling Huisheng said silently in his heart: You and I are the same person, our bodies and minds belong to each other.

"Brother, let's go here!" Ling Junwu pointed to an inconspicuous shop by the side of the road and said, they didn't have enough magic stones, after all, they were in the devil world, so it's better to prepare some more.

The shop looks nothing special from the outside, but the style inside is quite special.

Walking into the shop, Ling Junwu took out an inner alchemy of some kind of monster and put it on the counter: "Boss, I'll exchange this for some magic stones."

"Okay! Customers, please wait a moment." An old man sat behind the counter, picked up the inner alchemy, glanced at Ling Junwu and nodded, then got up and went to the back room to take out a storage bag, "Total It's a thousand, please count them."

"One thousand?" Ling Junwu couldn't help frowning.

"This inner alchemy could originally be exchanged for [-] magic stones, but this inner alchemy is slightly damaged, so it can only be discounted for one thousand."

"One thousand is fine, just one thousand!"

Ling Huisheng looked at something in the cabinet behind the old man, and suddenly asked, "Can that thing be traded?"

The old man looked at Ling Huisheng in surprise: "Yes, but it can only be exchanged with Soul Concentrating Wood."

"Soul-condensing wood?" Ling Huisheng looked at the things in the cabinet and thought.

"Brother, if you like that thing, you can change it!"

Ling Huisheng turned his head to look at Ling Junwu. The soul-condensing wood was a gift from Junwu back then, how could he exchange it at will?

"Guest, you...do you have Soul Condensing Wood in your hand?" The old man stared at Ling Huisheng in surprise.

At this time, a young man suddenly came out from behind, and said impatiently: "Do you have the Soul Condensing Wood?"

"Master, why did you come out!" The old man looked at the man with disapproving eyes.

Ling Huisheng's eyes fell on the man who appeared suddenly, he didn't answer what the old man and the man said, turned around and pulled Ling Junwu to walk outside.

"Please wait a moment!" The man hurried to catch up and stop Ling Huisheng, "I don't know what the guest wants to exchange the Soul Condensation Wood with me?"

"I won't use soul-condensing wood to make a deal, get out of the way."

"The soul-condensing wood is very important to me, please be sure to agree to my request!"

Ling Junwu looked displeased at the man blocking the way in front of him: "My brother has already made it very clear, get out!"

"In that case..." The man's face changed suddenly, and he even raised his hand at the two of them without saying a word.

At this time, the old man also suddenly attacked the two from behind.

Ling Junwu raised his hand and released a barrier to block the man's attack, and sealed a spell with one hand to attack the old man, his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The impact of power immediately destroyed the shop in a mess. The man turned a blind eye to all of this, and only attacked Ling Junwu frantically: "Leave the soul-condensing wood, or you don't want to take a step here."

"The deal failed, is this going to be robbed?" Ling Junwu sneered, what happened these few days, do he and his brother really look like people who are easy to be bullied?

"I must get the Soul Condensing Wood!" The man saw the timing, and waved the long whip in his hand towards Ling Huisheng. This person's cultivation seems to be weaker. If he catches this person, he will definitely make another person fearful. .

Ling Junwu moved in front of Ling Huisheng in an instant, the whip hit the enchantment, crackling thunder and lightning, and the sky thunder he imposed on the enchantment damaged part of the man's whip. It seemed that the sky thunder seemed to be the magic weapon of the whip of restraint.

The man glanced at his talisman, and then threw his whip at Ling Junwu recklessly, looking a little crazy.

At this time, the old man quietly attacked Ling Huisheng.