Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

After suffering like this for several days, Cheng Yuzhi didn't know the sun and the moon, and didn't know how old he was.

They covered up their faces and the aura of their spiritual power, and ran along the road, trying to see clues of evidence that they could leave from the whereabouts of the people in the city.

However, seeing that demon cultivator, he went straight out of the barrier;

Seeing that mortal, staying in the city, weeping bitterly.

Naturally, Taoist cultivators gathered in a small group in the city, and Cheng Yunzhi and his elder brother joined them, entered the small house that was used as a stronghold, and found a seat to sit down.

Daoxiu, who brought them in, looked tired, and managed to pull himself together to greet them: "Sit down."

The atmosphere in the room was silent, and the few people sitting there looked extremely tired.

Seeing newcomers coming in, cheer up and ask them where they come from and where they are from.

Cheng Yuzhi said cautiously: "It's... a person from Changjin, who lives by the sea, suddenly flooded and was washed here."

The few Daoist cultivators sitting there were not at all as calm and immortal as Daoist cultivators in the present world. They were only slightly better than beggars, and they were not much dirty.

The other party replied: "Changjin, I went there many years ago."

He thought for a while, and made a cold joke: "Many years ago."

Everyone: "..."

He said: "Don't be so sad, although it is not a good thing for a newcomer to come in, but at least it can give me some strength, right?"

Cheng Yunzhi looked around, he could not be called a family, but it was not much better.

With the few people sitting on the chairs in front of him and no trace of other people, he couldn't help asking carefully: "Dare to ask, are there only so many people here?"

The other party choked him: "The headquarters of the magic cultivator, how many people do you want?"

After speaking for a while, he covered the lower half of his face with his palm sullenly: "There are not many people, most of them are mortals, and mortals who have become demon cultivators. There were still some Taoist cultivators in the past few years, but recently Years... a lot less."

Cheng Yun was startled and asked, "Did they leave?"

The other party: "It's a good idea. It's dead."

Even though he was mentally prepared, Cheng Yuzhi was still suffocated, revealing a little panic and sadness.

He looked at his senior brother, hoping that Yu Ziframe could give him the strength to support him at this time.

Fortunately, Yu Daojun has always been the pillar of the junior brother. He doesn't believe it. Could it be that even Yuan Ying's cultivation is unable to break through the shackles of this city?

"Impossible," the other people exchanged glances and shook their heads, "Before you, there were many Nascent Souls who were exposed to the red mist all day long. , Nascent Soul crumbled to death..."

Seeing Yu Ziframe frowning tightly, he laughed: "If you don't believe it, a straight line of one kilometer away from the City Lord's Mansion is the enchantment to go out."

The senior brother got up suddenly, and the junior brother Cheng was startled, and rushed up to hold him down.

"Brother!" Cheng Yunzhi called him in a low voice.

Yu Ziframe looked at him, waved his backhand, grabbed him, and said: "I'll try to see if I can get out, before you go back first, take care of them..."

One of Cheng Yun grabbed Yu Ziframe's face, and bent down the adult Dao Xiu.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Cheng Yuzhi frowned, "If you want to go, we will go together. If you have any accidents, it will be much better for me to help you."

He turned to the other party, and the man obviously had some unfinished words stuck in his throat, and asked him simply and clearly: "Is there any other way, other than forcibly breaking that barrier?"

After being discovered, the other party sighed and leaned back, and fell into the arms of the chair as if he had put in all his strength.

He said softly: "Another method, like the previous one, is much simpler."

Cheng Yuzhi motioned to him: "Say it."

The other party replied: "Go to the City Lord's Mansion, find the owner of this city, the Misty Patriarch, and ask him the way to leave, and he will give you a challenge."

"So far, no one has passed this challenge."

Although this method is also difficult, it is much better than the previous method of illusory, breaking the barrier.

"If no one breaks the barrier after a while, we will probably have to challenge Patriarch Misty." With that said, the other party got up and went to the back room.

After a cup of tea he came out with a tray in his hand.

He toasted Cheng Yunzhi and Yu Ziframe one by one, with a serious expression on his face.

He said: "My name is Zheng Yan. Please, don't be discouraged even if you get here, and don't be discouraged even if you can't get out after many years. As long as there are people around, we will definitely be able to get out."

As he spoke, he bowed long to them and raised his hands high.

Cheng Yunzhi took the teacup from his hand, only to find that there was no tea in the cup.

However, it does not prevent them from accepting each other's kindness.

This is to persuade them to work hard to survive, even if their cultivation base and life will be eroded by this city.

Yu Ziframe raised his head, took a sip of air silently, then handed the teacup back to the opponent's hand, indicating that he could get up.

Zheng Yan stood up with his waist supported, ouched twice, and slapped the side of his leg.

Seeing his sad expression, Cheng Yuzhi hurriedly asked, "Is your leg uncomfortable?"

Zheng Yan smiled wryly: "Yes. In this red mist, anything can happen. This is the ability of the ancestor of the mist, which can make the demon cultivator stronger and the Taoist cultivator weaker. I'm still , it’s just some physical pain, and the cultivation level hasn’t decreased much; but many of my comrades are about to drop a big realm.”

Junior brother Cheng gave him a hand, and helped him to the chair and sat down.

Zheng Yan said: "Thank you. If you two have any needs, you can tell them together, and Zheng will try his best to realize it."

Cheng Yuzhi said: "Everything else is fine, but this food, brother Zheng, can you point me to a clear path?"

Zheng Yan said: "Go to the biggest commercial store in the city to buy, there will always be some. The price is at most a hundred times higher than outside."

Leaving the Daoxiu base camp, the two walked one after the other.

As soon as he took two steps, he saw a thick red mist enveloping them, as if trying to engulf them in one gulp.

Yu Ziframe frowned, swiped his sword and cut the red mist away, clearing out a small area in front of him.

There are dilapidated and dilapidated houses all around, presumably only in such desolation, there will be no magic cultivator who will take a fancy to this land.

Cheng Yuzhi suddenly pricked up his ears, struggling to look in a certain direction.

Sobbing, like whose cry?

Obviously, Yu Ziframe heard it too, and the hand holding the sword tightened for a while.

He was about to take a step when he was held by his younger brother with one hand: "Brother."

Cheng Yunzhi definitely has a lot of worries in his heart, for example, if he is a mortal and is bullied by the demon, how to make things right, how to save him from the demon, and what to do next; if it is a ghost, then the elder brother is also in danger.

But in short, I didn't know how to say a thousand words, so I had to lower my head and said softly: "Brother, be careful."

Yu Ziframe reassured: "I'm right in front, don't hurry up, take a look."

Passing through the red mist, in the blurred vision of the crowd, the cries and noises were getting closer and closer. Cheng Yuzhi took a closer look, and it turned out to be a strange demon cultivator eating people in the street!

He just felt that his breath was going to disappear.

I saw that the person whose arm was grabbed by Moxiu was not one of the brothers in their team!

He didn't know why, but he ran out of the leaky but at least safe house, and walked alone on the street full of red mist and demons...

What does he want to do?

But there is no condition to think about this now, because all sane people present can see the abnormal blood on Moxiu's face and his blood-red eyes.

Crazy and crazy, chanting nonsense, like filaments of devilish energy passed by him, and finally gathered into a bundle on the Tianling Cap, surrounded by black mist.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was still holding the person in his hand, Cheng Yunzhi would have no doubts that he would have prostrated himself on the ground with a hideous expression, dripping saliva on the ground.

This is, the mad cultivator!

I don't know why he went crazy for the time being, but it seems that he can't understand people now.

Cheng Yuzhi and his senior brother looked at each other, and decided to rush up to save people.

However, they came a bit late. The eyes of the person imprisoned by the magic cultivator were turned upwards, and his arms were already pitted and pitted, as if he had exhausted more air and received less air.

Blood dripped from his arms, soaking a large area of ​​the ground.

Yu Zijian used his long sword to rest on Moxiu's neck, pulling the madman away from the ground forcefully.

He didn't intend to leave traces of spiritual power here, so he just knocked people unconscious with the hilt of the long sword.

Cheng Yuzhi took the opportunity to drag out the man under him, and sniffed him keenly.

still alive.

Cheng Yuzhi glanced at Moxiu who was beaten unconscious by his senior brother, and frowned: "Aren't you going to kill me?"

Senior brother said concisely: "I'm afraid of leaving traces. He is completely crazy and won't remember us."

That's good, Cheng Yunzhi heaved a sigh of relief, and called his senior brother to help him, and bring him back together.

This person was eaten flesh and blood, and he lost a lot of blood. Cheng Yunzhi used magic to hang him, and went out to find some herbs to help heal his injuries.

However, if you are still in the outside world, it is easy to find any herbs; but this is the foggy city where demon cultivators are rampant, and there is no suitable food for food, so how can there be enough herbs?

Soon, he remembered what Zheng Yan said, there is a big business house in the city, and there will be anything there, and it is also exchanged with spirit stones.

Cheng Yunzhi went to buy dry food and medicine.

When I went out, there were neither too many nor too few spirit stones in my purse, but when I came back, it became empty.

Xiao Cheng turned the purse upside down in his elder brother's hand, shook it, and came out with two leftover spirit stones.

Cheng Yuzhi looked at it, and laughed at himself: "I never thought that one day I would be able to spend a lot of money just to buy a piece of cake."

He couldn't help but said sadly: "It's too expensive, even a piece of dry food costs ten spirit stones. We can't go out for the time being, and we have to find some ways to make money."

Yu Ziframe recalled the scene he saw in the firm just now, even a prudent and reliable adult Taoist could not help stuttering: "No, otherwise, take some work in the firm."

Cheng Yuzhi raised his head and smirked at him, "Wash the clothes?"

Yu Ziframe: "There is no other job. Will you become a female celebrity?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

What the hell is this place!

Xiao Cheng became even more sad, and the clouds of sorrow could almost float from his forehead.

However, when he returned to the house, the sad cloud turned into a thundercloud and burst into pieces.

The person rescued by them has already woken up and is in excruciating pain. It is both a physical pain and a mental pain. Now that they are pressed by everyone, they don't tear off the bandages wrapped around their arms.

He screamed, "Let me die! Let me die! Ah—"