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It is not a trivial matter for Jingrong to go to the East Territory with this identity. It is impossible to rest assured without talking to the elders of the Renzongli. ? Maybe I can come in handy?"

Ning Qing looked at Mo Lingyun thoughtfully, then promised, "Okay."

Yun Jing also wanted to go with her, Ning Qingyun agreed.

Qin Wujian said that he would go too, but Ning Qing refused, "Senior Brother Wujian, we are here to bring Senior Brother Wuduan back to the sect, not to fight."

"Oh." Qin Wujian was sullen, his junior brother Zhelan was smarter than him, and his senior brother Jingrong was more cultivated than him, even if he wanted to save junior brother Wudu, it would be right to listen to their opinions.

When a group of upright people enter the Eastern Territory, they still have to dress up in necessary disguises, such as the standard equipment in the Eastern Territory, dark clothing.

As for whether to change the appearance, Ning Qing gave a conclusion: "With the ten-square mirror, it is easier to startle the snake with the disguise."

The ten-square mirror is an existence that can reflect the true face of all things. No matter whether it is a monster or a disguise, it can't escape it. The group of them can only try to keep a low profile in the Wuji Palace. Whether they can bring back Lin Wuduan, and whether they can get out of the East Territory alive are all questions.

Demonic cultivation and righteous way have always been incompatible.

Now Qianjiu Palace has a banquet for the Young Palace Master, and his aura is even more powerful, he might not dare to touch the disciples of Xuantian Sect who trespassed in other domains.

Compared with other disciples who are used to wearing light-colored clothing, Mo Lingyun is very comfortable in black, Jing Rong wears black with a trace of elegance, while Ning Qing's black clothes and high crown fit for no reason, the wind messes up the hair, accompanied by the gentle a pair of eyes.

He looked like a righteous disciple who had fallen into a demon.

"Uncle Master." Mo Lingyun hesitated to speak.

"Huh?" Ning Qing looked at him.

"I suddenly feel that you are too condescending to stay in the righteous way." It should be put under the command of Moxiu, look at this gentle and jade-like temperament that seems to have calculated everything silently.

But it's also strange, Ning Qing is gentle and elegant, unexpectedly suitable for dark colors, if he smiles again, he is really a real villain in the comic book.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jing Rong reached out and tapped Mo Lingyun's forehead. Compared with Ning Qing, Jing Rong's wearing black doesn't affect his upright spirit, but he still has a bit of fairy spirit in him. No matter how you look at him, he looks like this The secret work of the orthodox school to go to the magic way.

Mo Lingyun scratched his head, "Master, I think, if you and Uncle Shi are in harmony, we are like a bunch of ordinary demon cultivators."

But this can't be neutralized.

A group of Xuantianzong rushed to the east, and there was a new wave of people in the chaotic area of ​​the east border. Su Mei led a wave of people to guard the pass, even if she had a charming smile, there was no one Those who pass by dare to be presumptuous.

The group of ghost masked people behind her silently revealed Su Mei's identity, Qianjiu Palace Seven Killing Palace, looking at the east, who would dare to mess with it.

Ning Qingchao got the customs clearance documents for the Eastern Territory, but he didn't expect that it would be so exciting to enter the customs, and he met the people from the Palace of Seven Kills guarding the customs.

Ning Qing was restless, but her face was still very calm, she just lifted her hat, smiled and handed over the clearance document, "My lord, please have a look."

Ning Qing smiled, and Su Mei also laughed, her face control is not a day or two, she especially likes Ning Qing who is so weak, she never thought that she would meet such a top-notch person when she just came to the border for squatting.

Su Mei glanced at the documents, then raised her eyes to Ning Qing and his party who were all wearing bamboo hats, and said, "You guys, it's strange to see you."

"This." Mo Lingyun interjected, "The Eastern Territory is vast, and adults are busy with things every day, so they probably won't notice small business people like us."

"Really?" Su Mei was smiling.

"Exactly." Ning Qing's heart tightened, but she still answered without changing her face.

"After all, we are ordinary-looking, and even grown-ups may not remember them when they see them. We are a small business, so please let us go." Mo Lingyun interjected.

"Abominable?" The corner of Su Mei's mouth twitched, looking like this is called mediocre, does this big brother have some problem with his perception of himself?But Fu Jun said that they should not be too embarrassing for them, then, "You are right, let's go."

Ning Qing and his party, who passed the level so easily, were all at a loss. Is it okay for Mo Lingyun to talk nonsense?

The more magical thing happened later. They found a relatively normal inn to stay in. In the middle of the night, the roof of the inn collapsed.

Seeing the calm and natural appearance of the other tenants, they can only say one thing, the folk customs of the Eastern Realm are really different.

Ning Qing sat on the ruins, brushing the hair out of the debris very calmly, Jing Rong on one side closed his eyes, raised his hand and pulled Mo Lingyun out of the ruins, letting him sit beside him.

The other disciples were used to helping others, so they wanted to clean up the ruins on the spot, but they were stopped by Ning Qing's voice transmission, "Don't forget that we are demon cultivators now."

Moxiu has no hobby of helping others.

They prefer to have nothing to do with themselves.

A group of people sat in a circle, and no environment could affect them to meditate and concentrate. Mo Lingyun lay down on the ground with his hands on his head, apparently ready to fall asleep on the stars.

But the reality obviously does not allow him to rest well. When a group of men in black descended from the sky, the whole long street was in chaos. The demon cultivators ran and fled each other. Mo Lingyun was about to get up when he was groping around, when he was blocked by a flying mirror .

To be honest, the back of the mirror looks pretty good.

Well now is not the time to care about whether the mirror looks good or not.

Mo Lingyun took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to block the hand of the person who threw the mirror at him, and said as sincerely as possible: "Hero, I have something to say..."

"What if I don't want to?" Xuan Jing was very interested.

"Then don't say it..." Mo Lingyun hesitated to speak, he had never seen such a needy person.

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like that." Xuan Jing was still laughing, and put away his magic weapon Shifang Jing that Mo Lingyun had been pushing away.

"Didn't you meet now?" Mo Lingyun sniffled, and when Xuan Jing said something, he was able to connect perfectly.

They communicated in a 'friendly' way, but Jing Rong, who was stopped by the other men in black, changed his expression. Looking at the magic weapon in Xuan Jing's hand, he could basically conclude that the man holding Mo Lingyun was the one who was judged by the Palm of the Thousand Eagles Palace. Hall Master, after all, there are very few cultivators who use mirrors as magic tools.

Jing Rong opened the distance between Xuan Jing and Mo Lingyun with a sword, and said in a cold voice with some tension: "What is the meaning of the Lord of Judgment?"

"Catch the thief first and capture the king." Xuan Jing laughed, picked up Mo Lingyun's collar with one hand and let go, "Our young palace master, Le Shan, has allowed you to enter the Eastern Realm, so you should also guard my Eastern Realm rule."

Thanks to the people from Qianjiu Palace, Yanzhi is kind and good. If Yanzhi is kind, it can be said that all the people in the Eastern Territory are good people.

"If you all commit killings in our eastern border, don't blame me for being ruthless in Qianjiu Palace."

"Our trip is only to bring back the people of our sect, and we have absolutely no other intentions. Please rest assured, the hall master." Ning Qing cupped his hands, and the master of the ruling came to set rules for them, but he didn't know, and carried Mo What does Ling Yun not let go mean.

To provoke them?It doesn't seem right either...

Xuan Jing left after setting the rules, and the rest of the attendants of Qianjiu Palace who were restraining other Xuantianzong disciples also let go and left quickly, only Xuantianzong disciples were left speechless.

The trip to the Eastern Realm is really psychedelic, and I don't know what the master of the Wuji Palace is planning.

As soon as Xuan Jing returned to Qianjiu Palace with his mirror, he was pressed down by the majesty of the upper capital so that his knees softened and he knelt down. It's weird.

"Your Majesty." Xuan Jing bowed, really, it's really troublesome for the Lord to discipline him while dragging his sick body.

"Provoke the lord?" Yan Huai turned around with a cool tone.

"How dare I..." Xuan Jing smiled awkwardly, he was indeed quite dissatisfied with Yan Zhi, but he couldn't beat Yan Zhi at first, and couldn't scold Yan Huai at second, so he should be his subordinate honestly.

"Why don't you dare." Yan Huai was too lazy to listen to his sophistry, and beckoned the people from Tanlang Palace to come in, "Send your palace masters to the cold pool to calm down, if you still can't calm down, go to the underground palace again."

"I..." Xuan Jing choked, Yan Zhi, the young palace master, really didn't hold grudges, but if he could take the opportunity to bully Yan Zhi, the beating was worth it.

As soon as Xuan Jing was pushed down, a huge black wolf walked into the hall with strides, Yan Huai sat in the first seat without moving, his stomach was overwhelmed.

The black wolf rubbed Yan Huai's hanging hand, and said, "Master."

"How about the pack of wolves in the extreme north?" Yan Huai didn't frown in the slightest as the cramps hit.

The black wolf bent down and lay down in the hall, "They have been suppressed by Xuantianzong for a long time, and they won't cooperate with us if they don't see results."

"Then wait."

This wolf demon was raised by Yan Huai, that is, the little white dog Shu Huayan was talking about. Although it was all black and its original name was Gushan, it didn't affect Shu Huayan's barking.

The demon was raised by Yan Huai, but he seldom cared about it, but Gu Shan was extremely loyal to him, this loyalty is probably no different from Yan Huai's die-hard fan Rong Si.

Gu Shan was the last wild wolf in their clan. That year, Yan Zhi pierced his lute bone with an arrow, and he raised his face to see that it bit his hand.

Yan Zhi smiled, and immediately slapped Gu Shan backhandedly.

The blood flowed profusely on the shoulder blade, and there were clear palm marks on Gu Shan's face.

Yan Zhi smiled terrified, he shook the hand that hit Swollen Gu Shan's face, and said casually: "Kill it."

"It might be useful to keep this wolf demon." Yan Huai, who was following behind Yan Zhi, opened his mouth.

"Then stay." Yan Zhi agreed almost without thinking. He took Fang Juan and wiped the blood on her hands, and said: "Why, Yan Qing, I haven't retreated in my arrow skills, have I?"

He vividly displayed the unruliness of the Lord of the Eastern Realm. When Yan Huai took the lonely mountain away, Yan Zhi said: "In the future, you are not allowed to change into a human form."

Holding grudges and tending towards violence, this is Gu Shan's first impression of Yan Zhi.

As for Yan Huai, he was just a little too indifferent, staying next to such an uncertain psychopath like Yan Zhi, without comparison, it would be impossible to highlight how normal Yan Huai was.

In short, Gushan's life was given to him by Yan Huai. On the contrary, the more he admires Yan Huai, the more he hates Yanzhi.

But Qianjiu Palace does not support useless people, Gushan is a demon, and its identity can do many things for Qianjiu Palace.