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The male monk was going to continue talking, but suddenly he found that the surroundings became quiet, and the few monks in front of him lowered their heads so that they didn't look at him at all.

"What's the matter, why are you all lowering your heads?" The male monk looked at them inexplicably.

Suddenly, he felt a withered hand resting on his shoulder, pinching his shoulder tightly, his heart skipped a beat, an inexplicable chill rose in his heart, and his hairs stood on end.

Looking sideways, a skinny hand with brown age spots on the back was pinching him like this. He wanted to struggle, but found that he couldn't break free at all.

Looking up along that hand, a wide cloak is covered with wrinkles, the eyes are sunken, and the face of an old man with loose skin is reflected in his eyes.

His pupils shrank slightly, and he was almost fainted by the terrifying face.

"Son, what about this ancestor is nothing like an ant." Yao Zhen looked at him faintly with bloodshot eyes and put more force on his hands, the male monk screamed in pain and begged for mercy repeatedly.

"Old Ancestor of the Yao Family, I was wrong, right, right, I and other idiots shouldn't talk about you behind your back, please let me go." The male monk burst into tears in pain, regretting in his heart.

Yao Zhen snorted coldly, threw him aside, and glanced at the silent monk, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "Where is the cold prison?"

Everyone was terrified, this ancestor of the Yao family was sinister and vicious, if it fell into his hands, he would not know how he died, but this cold prison is a secret of the sect, don't tell outsiders without authorization.

"What? Don't say it?" Yao Zhen glanced around like a falcon, then grabbed the monk who had just let go, and grabbed him with great strength.

"If they don't say it, then you say it."

"Hey, I said, I said, the cold prison is on the edge of the cliff at the back of the main peak." The male monk was caught until his shoulder bones were almost broken, so he quickly reported the location of the cold prison.

Yao Zhen dropped him and flew towards the main peak. The wide cloak wrapped him tightly, covering his bony body.

The male monk grinned, rubbed his painful shoulder, and spat at Yao Zhen's back, what the hell.

"Let me tell you, did you see that Yao Zhen's hand is as shriveled as a bone? I heard from Yao's family that Yao Zhen practiced evil skills, sucking human blood, and can suck up all the cultivation of a monk. , I heard that several elders of late Nascent Soul disappeared from the Yao family, maybe they were sucked dry by him."

Inside the cold prison of the main peak.

One-armed Song Yi'an stared coldly at Yao Jing'er who was hanging from the iron chain, shivering in the cold water, and said coldly, "Yao Jing'er, you haven't handed over the antidote yet."

Yao Jing'er, who was pale and limp, stared at his face like crazy, "Hehe, senior brother, then Cui Guxue is dead, it's useless for you to imprison me, my ancestor of the Yao family will definitely come to rescue me, Then you won't be able to escape, hahaha."

Song Yi'an's face sank, his face was ashen, the dim light in the prison flickered, shining on his fierce eyes.

Yao Jing'er stopped laughing, and looked at Song Yian who was getting closer and closer in fear, "Brother, what do you want to do?"

With a mass of spiritual power in his hands, Song Yian walked straight to Yao Jing'er in the prison.

"Yao Jing'er, you have harmed your fellow sect. According to the sect's rules, you should abolish your cultivation base. As a senior brother, you will execute it for the sect." Song Yi'an said calmly, approaching Yao Jing'er step by step.

Yao Jing'er shook her head repeatedly, and wanted to back away, but her hands were tightly bound by iron chains, unable to move, she looked at him with fear, and said sharply: "No, big brother, you can't, the suzerain has not yet Order, how can you abolish my cultivation base."

Song Yi'an didn't lift his eyelids, the spiritual power in his hand was directly approaching Yao Jing'er's dantian.

There was a cry of pain from the cold prison, and the two guarding monks looked at each other, but in the end they continued to watch as if they had heard nothing.

A black figure came from the sky. Before the two monks could see the figure clearly, they were injured by the spiritual power of the comer and passed out.

The figure flashed into the cold prison in an instant and disappeared.

Yao Jing'er in the cold prison lost her spiritual power to protect her body, and the chill spread from her legs in an instant, making her shiver, her teeth chattered up and down, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Song...Song...Song Yi'an, you... dare to abolish my cultivation... my ancestor... the ancestor will never let you go."

The pampered and pampered Miss Yao could not bear the cold, and passed out in the cold pool not long after.

Song Yi'an smiled contemptuously, patriarch?Oh, where is he?

As soon as Yao Zhen broke into the cold cell, he saw Yao Jing'er who had been deposed, and he was immediately angry. The stove he had worked so hard to raise was gone.

He had raised her for so many years just to be able to use her to break through to the tribulation stage, and now he has been backlashed by the exercises, and he can't wait that long.

As a result, her spiritual power was so useless! The golden elixir stage made of high-grade spirit pills was just so useless!

Yao Zhen was furious, he slashed at Song Yi'an with his palm, it was this kid, his efforts were all in vain, his time to cross the catastrophe!

Song Yi'an never expected that the ancestor of the Yao family would appear in the cold prison, so he was caught off guard by a slap, spat out blood, and took a few steps back before he could stand up.

"Boy, you are looking for death, who gave you the courage to abolish her cultivation!"

Song Yi'an wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked at him gloomyly. "Yao Jing'er violated the school rules, so she will lose all her cultivation."

Tsk, why did this ancestor come so soon.

Yao Zhen looked at Song Yi'an bitterly, glanced at him from top to bottom, and suddenly seemed to notice something, squinted his eyes, and then laughed, "Hahaha, it's really a place where there is no limit."

Look at what he found, the body of Zhengyang, which is rare in a century, has saved his backlash.

Song Yi'an didn't know why, and watched him vigilantly, waiting for an opportunity to escape from this cold prison.

But how could Yao Zhen let him escape, a heavy blow of spiritual power knocked him out, resisted Song Yi'an, and walked out without even looking at Yao Jing'er.

At this time, in the main hall of the Demon Realm.

"Hey, I said the devil, please don't just stare at this pot of devil silver flowers."

The second elder of the demon world sat on the side seat, accepting his fate to approve the mountain of papers for the demon master.

From time to time, he glanced at the main seat and stared at the pot of magic silver flowers in a daze.

The demon lord didn't know what was wrong. After he came back, he just sat there motionless and touched the left side of his cheek from time to time. Is the left side so easy to touch?

The second elder touched his left face curiously, shivering with aversion to cold, hey, it's full of wrinkles.

Putting down his hands, he glanced at the smooth and firm skin of the demon master, well, he is old.

"Host, if you want Ye Ling, go to the demon world to have a look."

Mu Qing was also silent, and said after a while: "I didn't miss her."

003: ...

Then why are you standing here in a daze, touching the cheek that Ye Ling kissed from time to time.

"Well, you didn't miss her, so why don't you consider going to the demon world to see her?"

Mu Qingyi remained silent and did not answer.

003 continued to persuade: "Look, you have nothing to do now, and going to the Demon Realm to see her won't delay you."

"Besides, maybe she misses you, and maybe she's not doing well in the demon world."

Mu Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and after a while, she slowly said: "She is a princess of the demon world, how could she not have a good life."

"Then maybe."

Mu Qing was also silent for a moment, then got up suddenly.

The Second Elder, who was seated sideways, was startled by her sudden standing up, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that she was tall and slim, standing in front of the main seat.

"Devil Lord, what's wrong?"

Mu Qing also glanced at him, "Second Elder, you can approve the rest of the papers yourself." As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in the main hall.

Second Elder: ...Here again, if I had known earlier, he would have wandered around like the Third Elder and her, so I wouldn't have to worry about it here.

The Demon Realm is far away from the Demon Realm, even Mu Qingyi took three days to reach the Demon Realm with his cultivation level.

Once in the demon world, Mu Qing was also confused for a moment, she didn't know where Ye Ling lived?

At this time, 003 came in handy. "Ye Ling lives in the capital of the demon king. To the south, the capital with the most demons will be there."

Mu Qing also flew to the south, and as expected, there is a prosperous capital in the south, which is no less lively than the king's capital in the mortal world.

Following 003's guidance, Mu Qing easily avoided the guards of the capital and sneaked into the back hall of the Demon King's Mansion.

As for why she was stealing, she is not stupid. The last time she saw the demon king, it was obvious that the demon king didn't like her. If she was upright, she might be kicked out by the demon king before entering the capital.

In the courtyard of the apse, forests and grass alternated with each other, and the fragrance of flowers overflowed. Ye Ling was lying on the stone table boredly, grabbing a weed and shaking it from side to side.

Ah, how boring, when can she go out to find sister Mu.

This time, Ye Ling ran out secretly to make her father unhappy, and punished her not to leave the apse for three months. In fact, three months is just a snap of a finger for a monk, and it will pass in a while during cultivation.

But she really couldn't calm down and practice hard. She was looking forward to seeing Sister Mu all day long, and she didn't know if Sister Mu would come to the demon world to find her.

Ye Ling was lying on the stone table and unintentionally glanced at the corner of the wall, and was pleasantly surprised to find that her sister Mu, whom she was thinking of, was standing there. She was dressed in a red dress and attracted people's attention. She was slender, with a pale complexion, but she had a sense of beauty. She was so tall and tall. , with a slight smile on his face.

Ye Ling got up excitedly, ran to the corner, and crashed into her arms, looking at her with bright eyes, "Sister Mu, why are you here?"

Mu Qing also lowered her eyes, looked at the happy Ye Ling in her arms, and said with a light smile, "Come and see you."

Ye Ling happily pulled Mu Qingyi to the stone table and sat down.

Ye Ling was overly excited, rambling on and on about how she missed Mu Qingyi these past few days, and from time to time she talked about things in the demon world, almost wanting to tell Mu Qingyi everything she knew.

Mu Qing also smiled and listened quietly, occasionally talking a few words.

Time passed during this chat time.

It wasn't until Ye Tianlei's voice came from the front hall that Ye Ling suddenly realized that she had unknowingly dragged Sister Mu to talk so much.

As soon as Ye Tianlei came in, what he saw was the scene where the demon master of the demon world and Ye Ling had a happy conversation, and he suddenly became angry.

Behind him was a graceful woman, with winking eyes, staring at Ye Ling without blinking.

Mu Qing also noticed her focused gaze, the smile on his face faded unconsciously, and he looked at her unkindly.