Brother in the immortal world at large, bride in the demon world

Ye Junxi was already getting dressed, and when he heard a commotion downstairs, he quickly put on his belt and went downstairs to see what happened.

At the corner of the stairs, I saw Bi Yan holding the waiter's skirt to lift him up high, not at all like his usual kind and bullying appearance.

Hey, it must be the fault of the waiter in this shop.He also noticed just now, it's just this small shop.The attic actually wanted to charge them with a high-grade spirit stone.Although he seldom goes out to practice in the mountains, he still knows the feasible price.

No matter how good the room in the fairy world is, it is only a middle-grade spirit stone for one night.The exchange of the top grade for the next product is one hundred for one.This is the place where immortals meet, and spirit stones are even more precious to them.Not only did the store not give change, they didn't even serve some hot dishes and rice, but only prepared a bucket of hot water.Well, although he likes to take a bath, although the temperature of the hot water is just right.But he wants to eat some local specialties to make up for his extra spirit stones.

The other three inns were clearly not lit upstairs, but they said they were full of people. They were asking how it was just after dusk, so how could there be so many guests going to bed early.Only their restaurant has a room.There must be something tricky!

Look at the clothing of the waiter in this shop again, tsk, it is indeed a black shop!

Hey, let Bi Yan teach him a lesson, so as not to trap more people in the future!

Ye Junxi figured it out, turned around and left, leaving only a beautiful figure with fluttering clothes in the corner.

This scene really stunned Zhong Haitang.

Just... gone like this?

Hello!Ye Junxi!Don't you care about your man bullying others? !

Zhong Haitang shouted silently, although he expected that Ding Gong Zheyan would not dare to do anything to him, but being carried like this is really uncomfortable!

Zhong Haitang's original fragrant jade fingers protruded from the wide ice silk sleeves, wrapping around Gong Zheyan's wrist like a green snake.

Zhong Haitang covered his mouth with the other hand, and his eyes widened, as if he had discovered something extraordinary: "Xiao Yanyan, let go of your father. Ye Meiren came downstairs just now, and saw you twisting me , I was so frightened that I immediately ran back with my robe in hand. Oh! You've been exposed!!!"

Gong Zheyan turned his head abruptly, he was dizzy with anger just now, and only now did he hear the sound of the door closing upstairs.Sure enough, as Zhong Haitang said, the elder brother has come down.

He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "I warn you, don't think you are my father's man, I dare not do anything to you! If you dare to follow us again, I will break your leg as well!!!"

After speaking, he shook off Zhong Haitang's hand, and Zhong Haitang, who was thrown down suddenly by him, fell back and stood firmly without staggering half a step, which shows that his waist strength is amazing.

He stuck out his tongue at Gong Zheyan's back, and said angrily in a low voice, "If you don't follow, you won't follow! Ben Tangtang will return to the Demon Realm tomorrow, and go to your father to sue you! Hmph!"

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Let's say Ye Junxi returned to the attic and made the bed.In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there is only one quilt and one embroidered pillow.What a dark shop!

He raised his hand to lift up the red bed curtain embroidered with gold thread, such a delightful color was like the embroidered cloth covering his head in his dream.

As soon as the door opened, he turned his head and saw Bi Yan: "Yan'er, I saw everything just now."

Bi Yan: "I..."

Ye Junxi: "You're too anxious. If you want to teach that mistress a lesson, wait until we set off tomorrow. If you offend him now, we really can only sleep on this bed tonight."

He shook his head with a faint smile, lamenting that this kid has no experience after all, just like his junior brother Xie Yan, he only knows how to do things recklessly.

After tossing and tossing for a while, it was already late at night, and he was a little sleepy, so he went to bed first after saying hello to Bi Yan.He slept on the side against the wall, with his back to the outside.

After a long time, Bi Yan blew out the candlestick in the room and touched the bed.

After the bed collapsed slightly, the cold wind that was thought to flow in naturally turned into a drum of warm air steaming towards his back.

Zhou Gong looked for him, and he couldn't help closing his eyes in such warmth.

Waking up early, Bi Yan was no longer by his side, but the bed was still warm, as if some kind of heating spell had been cast on it.

He packed everything up and went downstairs, and Bi Yan was waiting for him downstairs.It's just that he looked tired, probably because he didn't sleep well last night.

Bi Yan greeted him immediately when he saw him: "Brother Ye, did you sleep well last night?"

Ye Junxi nodded, took the battered custard that Bi Yan handed him, but he didn't see the waiter from yesterday's shop.Suddenly he was startled and asked in a low voice: "You killed him? You can't!"

"No, no, that black-hearted Xiao Er heard that I was going to deal with him after I went down the mountain, so he ran away overnight. I can only save people, how can I kill people?"

Ye Junxi looked at the beautiful young man with wide-eyed eyes. He looked very innocent. He scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and there was indeed no smell of blood or killing.

He shook his head, poured a bowl of hot batter into his stomach, and started the journey with the beautiful boy.

The initial mountain road here on Daixia Peak is relatively gentle and not winding. It took about half a day to climb.

The dense fog gradually rose on the mountain, and the temperature did not drop but rose.

In a moist mist, he found that the grasses in the mountains have gradually changed their species, from some common wildflowers and weeds such as black mallow and mallow to spooky cobra grass and blood leaf orchid, bamboo forest, The maple cypresses were gradually replaced by the criss-crossed yellow kurtonias or black locusts.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Ye Junxi has already summoned the silver dragon Frost Blood, holding it in his hand to prepare for the battle.

The mountain road seems to have come to an end, not far away is a huge towering banyan forest, its thick stems and its strange and huge dark green outline can be vaguely seen in the white mist.

"Zheng-"

A sharp bird song, accompanied by the sound of the sword flying out of the scabbard, tore the silence in the mountain. A large crow-colored strange bird flew from the tree, and the whole tree seemed to be emptied. Only a dry and sparse empty frame remained, like a skeleton that had been stripped of flesh and blood.

"Brother Ye."

He heard Bi Yan call out softly, the three words carried faint anxiety and fear, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand back just to hold the palm that was also stretched out towards him.

Bi Yan immediately hid behind him like a chick.

"Acridine!"

A strange bird flitted between the two of them, as if it wanted to grab the silver crown on Ye Junxi's head.

Ye Junxi heard the sound of a slight electric current behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw a black charred bird carcass smashed to the right not far away, drawing a deep and long black charcoal mark on the ground, like an instant Even though the body was pierced by electricity, it still retained its original flying appearance, dragging the ground and "gliding" for a while, or it may be that the person who cast the spell deliberately dragged the corpse for a certain distance.

Bi Yan's frightened voice sounded behind his ears: "Brother Ye, this strange bird is going to attack us!!!"

He quickly touched the beautiful boy's palm and comforted him: "Follow me closely, we must not get separated."

When the two walked to the dead end, Ye Junxi raised his sword and scraped the bark of the bark of the banyan tree, which was as dry as dirt. Yellow and white mucus like pus phlegm flowed out from the sword wound.

The mucus was so thick that it didn't flow far at all before congealing, gradually turning into brown resin.Only then did Ye Junxi realize that there were many such brown crystals hanging on the trunk and branches, which were blunt and not clear like large tumors.

The dead tree was scratched, and it started to scream. The voice was dry and rough like a crooked old man: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow