Dressed as Mozun and Meiqiang, the two men

"Do you know? It is said that the golden-crowned glazed bird feather tail that was offered as a reward in the reward building was a mission sent by Xuanwei."

"Why do they want to hide it, for fear that someone will know something?"

"Su Chengxuan has been in seclusion for many years, but his Luoping Peak has never had a thunder disaster. Could it be that he needs it?"

"The feather tail of the golden-crowned glazed bird can help people improve their cultivation and cross the catastrophe? Maybe it's only useful for Su Chengxuan. Back then, the demon monk killed all the golden-crowned glazed birds, which was absolutely impossible for Su Chengxuan. One A demon monk, an immortal, I don't know when I will see them fighting."

"The Xuanwei faction has recruited more disciples in recent years, what's the idea?"

"They really think that having a self-proclaimed immortal is the number one in the righteous way? They don't even think that our demon master is better than that shit Su Chengxuan."

"There are a lot of talented people in Xiujie now, and there are so many casual cultivators and demon cultivators who are masters. Not long ago, Shangguan Heng, who was the number one in rewards all the year round, dropped to the second place, and the first one was named Murong Dubu."

"So Dugu Jue has become the third?" Another person murmured, "I'm still expecting him to snatch other top-notch refining materials from Zhengdao."

This place is located in the corner of Pohai Temple City, which is covered by ice and snow all the year round in the northwest, and is known as the Demon Realm. Let's talk about the recent anecdote about cultivating the world, it's so lively.

Three days ago, Pohai Temple recruited a large number of congregants, and the Demon Lord adhered to the principle of "the capable go up, the mediocre let go, and the mediocre kill" and elected a new guardian and other new subordinates.

To celebrate, the demon lord opened Pohaicha City for seven days.

On the seventh day, a celebration ceremony will be held in the main city, and the demon lord will distribute the treasures of the sect, the ice soul and silver grass, to the newly appointed subordinates.

Because of the opening of Pohai Sha City, there have been a lot of foreign demon cultivators in the city in the past few days.Some people even came here for the countless treasures in the number one treasure building of the Demon Cult. Although they might not have the chance to see them, they still came here to join in the fun.

In an inn at this time, the three of them were talking about the reward order. A Taoist priest dressed in black and wearing a black robe with dust on his back shook off his snowflakes and walked into the inn with a graceful posture.

The Taoist priest took off the black gauze hat, revealing his true face. He looked majestic, about forty, but had a Taoist beard, his hair was completely tied up, and he wore a black hair crown. After sitting down, he ordered a pot of hot wine and a plate of peanuts.

This person was dressed in a black robe, adding to his fierce aura, but because his eyes were half-smile, it miraculously reduced this daunting aura.

In short, this middle-aged man is full of contradictory temperament, which is unpredictable and particularly eye-catching.

The middle-aged man and the person looking at each other smiled, nodded, and then had a drink.

The clink of wine glasses followed.

The three people who talked about the reward order also looked away.

In the world of comprehension, there are many people with outstanding appearance and strange temperament. In addition, many monks who come to Pohaisha City are eccentric, and the way to survive is not to provoke them.

The third person who didn't make a sound before raised his eyebrows, returned to the topic just now, and asked: "Is this Shangguan Heng from that sect again?"

The person who brought up this topic pretended to be mysterious, and said in a low voice: "That's not true. People from that sect specialize in looting natural materials and earthly treasures. This Murong Wushuang is also arrogant and domineering. Five years ago, he appeared Taking away the fragments of Xuemei, not long ago, he played the Chiwei faction enough. The ice soul silver grass that the Chiwei faction worked so hard to find for their saintess ended up being nothing, and was severely provoked by Murong Wushuang. In the end, he was defeated by him and fled away in despair. It can be said that Murong Wushuang has severely slapped the Chiwei faction who wanted to save face."

"Fellow Daoist, speaking of which, what did Dugujue do?" someone from another table asked.

"Do you know about the ten thousand year tortoise shell fragments?" The person shook his head, and the man replied: "It is an excellent material for refining weapons. I heard that the longer the tortoise shell fragments are, the higher the defense power will be. For ten thousand years, At least it is above the middle level of the ground level. Baizhumen has been looking for this tortoise shell fragment for a long time. A few years ago, a few disciples finally found it after going through many dangers, but they were finally snatched away by a monk who called himself Dugu Jue."

"These three guys are so powerful, and so domineering, what is the name of that sect?"

"The fact that the three of them belong to the same sect is just a conjecture. After all, names and surnames all share the same style." The person who started the topic poured down a jug of wine, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "Besides, they are all Make trouble for the righteous ones, don’t care if he’s from the devil’s way or not, it’s fun to listen to.”

"Indeed, it's really comforting to see the Righteous Daoists suffer! Come, drink!"

"drink!"

People at other tables also chatted and raised their glasses to drink.

Amidst the lively discussions, a deep and magnetic voice suddenly broke through the noise, and said with a smile: "Maybe next time it will be the turn of the Demonic Dao."

For a moment, the surroundings fell into silence, and a strange silence spread in the inn.

Afterwards, I don't know who laughed first, and then there was another burst of laughter.

After the laughter, someone asked again: "My fellow Taoist, what did you say?"

The hot wine in the cup was conveyed to the fingertips through the cup, and Yan Youning narrowed his eyes slightly as the hot wine entered his throat.

He is not addicted to alcohol, especially alcohol is harmful to him who used to make a living as a killer. In his previous life, he never touched a drop of alcohol except for the occasional drama at the drinking table.However, since coming to this world and discovering that alcohol has no effect on this body, in the past few years, Yan Youning would occasionally have a few drinks when bored.

This time I came to Pohaisha City, it happened that the snow was falling outside the house, and I suddenly wanted to drink some hot wine, so I walked into this inn.

"I said, maybe next time it will be the turn of the Demonic Dao."

Yan Youning answered slowly and repeatedly, with full provocation.

The face of the person who asked the question just now turned extremely bad, and he slammed the cup: "So what if it's the turn of the Demon Dao? Could it be that you want to say, is it our Po Haicha's turn next?"

Yan Youning laughed unbearably: "Maybe."

"Are we afraid that they won't succeed?" Someone sneered: "During this period of time, once the people who entered Pohaisha City were suppressed by the formation in the city, only Nascent Soul cultivation, you, an outsider, are really presumptuous to speak here."

Back then, when the demon monk left the Nichen Sect, the Nichen Sect gradually declined, and was later annexed by Po Hai Sha.

Now Po Hai Sha has become the head of the Demon Cult.

And because Pohaisha demon master likes to recruit talented people, there are always some weird demon cultivators who like to come to the city to recommend themselves.Once a powerful demon cultivator enters Pohaisha City, if there is no spirit relief pill given by the demon master, he will be suppressed by the formation in the city to the early stage of alchemy.

Of course, alchemy cultivators are also a minority in the magic way, and most demon cultivators have difficulty connecting alchemy.

In the eyes of others, although the man in black seems to be imposing, he is not so powerful that it is hard to look at. In addition, this place is their territory, so the people in the inn are not afraid of him.

The sound of "da da" clogs suddenly came from the private room on the second floor, and a slender and tall girl came out.

The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a pretty face and flat chest, as if she hadn't fully developed yet.She lay on the citrus fence, squinted her eyes slightly, and scolded contemptuously: "You are so old, you really don't know what to do! Even if these people really appear, we Po Haicha are still afraid that they will fail?"

If a monk wanted to hear all the sounds in the inn, Yan Youning didn't set up a barrier, and his thoughts had already been heard by the people in the private room.

The girl didn't say this to Yan Youning alone, but to other casual cultivators in the inn.

When one person made a sound, there was a voice of echo, and the atmosphere was suddenly tense.

"What do you want to do when you come to Pohai Brahma this time?" A man's voice came from the private room and asked again, "If you want to join us, you'd better restrain your temper. Our demon lord likes to talk less and talk more. Talented at work."

Yan Youning calmly drank the last sip of wine in the glass, and said without hesitation: "I heard that the city of Pohaicha was opened just to admire the majesty of the devil, not to talk nonsense with you nameless guys."

The man spoke arrogantly and arrogantly, and his eyes were more like a smile than a smile.

The air was instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The noisy inn fell silent, and the Pohai Sha Cultists put down their wine glasses one after another, as if they were about to take up weapons, and many of them stared at Yan Youning inexplicably.

"Xiao Er, fill this pot with hot wine." Yan Youning didn't care, and called out to the trembling Xiao Er.

Just as the jug was taken out, without warning, countless butterflies flew towards it with their transparent wings.

Every butterfly seems to be wrapped around a flying knife, and countless flying knives seem to blow Yan Youning into a hornet's nest, attacking Yan Youning's face.

The flying knives controlled by the mana were powerful, and the momentum they brought was extremely terrifying. The aftermath of the mana was strong, and the table wine and food were violently overturned to the ground, and the first floor of the inn was suddenly in a mess.

Some people with weak cultivation bases were forced to take a few steps back and blocked the white light with their hands. The illusion of butterfly light and shadow was particularly glaring.

In the white light, the black-clothed figure stood there without moving a bit.

In an instant, the man's hair was blown by itself without any wind, his clothes fluttered, while his well-articulated right hand lightly caught the flying knife with two fingers, and at the same time, he tossed his left hand casually, and the wine pot was thrown into Xiao Er's arms who were pushed away. .

The dazzling light and shadow suddenly dissipated.

Yan Youning looked at the flying knife as if looking at a beauty, a little fascinated.

Someone couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yan Youning raised her eyebrows, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "That's not bad."

After coming to Xiujie, he has seen countless magic weapons, but now there are not many magic weapons that can enter the eyes of magic.This throwing knife is just like the one described in the novel, it looks ordinary, but as long as it has surging mana, it can show extreme beauty, a move that makes people be swallowed into bones by the "butterfly" flash before dying.

In fact, if you take a closer look, you can also find that the front and back of the handle are engraved with fine lines, and if they are combined, they are like butterfly wings that are about to fly.

It's a pity that this magic weapon met him.

The girl's almond eyes widened in surprise, and she cast spells with both hands again, intending to continue to control the flying knife, but the flying knife was still firmly fixed on the fingertips of the middle-aged man, and did not listen to her commands at all.

Do not……

From the point of view of being able to feel the connection with the Gu Butterfly Knife, it is not so much that she does not obey her commands, but rather because the other party is too powerful to restrain her mana to control the Gu Butterfly Knife.

Not long ago, Mu Xiaoshuang had stepped into the late stage of alchemy, and was able to run rampant among the ordinary congregants in Pohai Temple.Never expected that it would be crushed by outsiders so quickly.

Mu Xiaoshuang was not reconciled, and continued to use her mana, her face flushed.

The surging magic power contained by the flying knife was restrained, and it kept trembling at Yan Youning's fingertips, unable to respond to his master's drive no matter what.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Mu Xiaoshuang stomped her feet fiercely, and said angrily, "Who the hell are you?! You are so rampant in Pohaisha, do you want to be chopped into pieces?!"

Everyone knows that the demon master of Pohai Temple is famous for protecting his weaknesses. If someone wants to make trouble in Pohai Temple, no matter how reasonable the cause is, there will be no good results.

Yan Youning leisurely played with the flying knife in his hand, and asked back: "Isn't the gate of Pohai Shacheng open this time to welcome casual cultivators? I just said a few words, and I am willing to be bullied? This Miss, even though Po Hai Sha is a demon cult, she can't be so unreasonable, right?"

There is no reason for the devil's religion!The rest only felt that what the middle-aged man said was a joke.

"you……"

Just as Mu Xiaoshuang uttered a word, a silver rope flew out from the open private room, and a blue figure appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The 30-year-old young man is tall and tall, about the same height as Yan Youning, with good facial features, without the evil spirit that people in Pohai Temple often have, but looks a bit upright.

This person suddenly appeared in front of Yan Youning, his light gray eyes were slightly displeased and disgusted, he was holding one end of the rope in his hand, and the other end was already wrapped around Yan Youning's body.

Yan Youning looked down at the rope tightly wrapped around his body. This magic weapon seemed to tighten his internal organs to the point of displacement, and his body seemed to have no strength. He sat on the chair behind him, calmly, raised his head Looking forward to the condescending young man.

At the same time, the flying knife fell from Yan Youning's hand.

"Jingle" sound.

The flying knife was controlled by the girl before it landed, and returned to her hand in an instant.

As soon as the monks around saw the young man appearing on the stage, the quick-responsive congregation immediately put their hands in front of them and stood up respectfully. The slow-response even didn't know who the other party was, and they looked puzzled until someone whispered: "This is the devil. One of the Lord's two protectors, the Protector Heng."

So hurry up to pay respects.

The rest of the casual cultivators also take care of themselves, reducing their sense of existence.

For a while, the inn was silent.

Yan Youning suddenly shouted: "Xiao Er, my flagon is in your hands, remember to fill it up for me."

The foolish Xiao Er was uncertain, and finally saw the shopkeeper nodding slightly, and hurried to drink with staggering steps.

The middle-aged man was obviously tied up, but the strange thing was that he didn't feel embarrassed, but it made people itch with hatred.

"Da da", the clogs sounded again.

Mu Xiaoshuang jumped from the second floor to the first floor, and came to Hengxu's side. She looked at the middle-aged man angrily with her hands behind her hands, then looked at Hengxu, curled her lips and said firmly: "Brother Xu, even if you don't help me, I will help you." There is also a way to kill this person! But you are the best for me, unlike someone..."

The apricot eyes glanced quietly into the private room, full of disappointment.

"Xiaoshuang, you should know Chi Hufa's temper." Hengxu sighed, then looked up at someone who still didn't seem to plan to come out, and said loudly: "Chi Hufa, the wine is almost drunk, it's time to come out ?”

In the inn where needles could be heard, everyone held their breath and looked up quietly to the second floor.

After a while, I saw a thin figure in white walking out slowly.

The young man in white has a cold demeanor and walks slowly, as if he is stepping on a person's heart.

As soon as the young man appeared on the stage, he attracted everyone's attention.

At first glance, the young man's amazing face is exquisite but slightly pale, and a strand of white hair interspersed with the black hair in the crown is particularly conspicuous. , What exactly happened to cause such a handsome person to have gray hair.

At the second glance, the young man has a pair of beautiful willow-leaf eyes, the eyeballs are unique amber, and there are two pitiful tear moles under the right eye. Looking at it, there is no sentimentality at all, only the chilling yin and frost.

Intimidating.

The young man in white flew down, his clothes fluttering, and when he landed on his toes, he looked at Yan Youning.

The four eyes met, even though the appearance was irrelevant, Yan Youning inexplicably had the illusion that his true identity would be discovered if he smiled, and looked at the visitor pretending to be probing.

Cultivation has no time, just a flick of a finger.

In the past 12 years, the young apprentice's temperament has changed drastically, and he continues to walk on a path completely different from the original book.But what happened to this body, was the cheat given to him eaten by a dog?I didn't see the benefits brought by the red lotus heart core at all. The fire spirit root that had the upper hand should bring warmth to Chi Zui, but it seemed to be completely suppressed, and his whole body was as inviolable as ice, as if he had begun to practice evil spirits again. achievement……

Yan Youning clicked his tongue. To outsiders, this was an obvious provocation, but he leaned his back on the table and yelled loudly again without hesitation: "Xiao Er, is the wine ready?"

The thick and deep voice lingered in the inn without rushing or slowing down.

Chi Zui stared at the middle-aged man condensedly. He had a completely different appearance, and even had a somewhat fairy-like temperament. Just because of a slightly familiar voice, he recalled memories he thought he had long forgotten in the past. Clenched tightly, his face became colder and colder.

Some congregants who had never seen the new Dharma protector secretly looked at Chi Zui respectfully, while the eyes of the rest of the casual cultivators were amazed, but they were all shocked by his momentum, and quickly calmed down without making any more noise.

Mu Xiaoshuang stared at Chi Zui obsessively.

She likes beautiful things, and Chi Zui is the most beautiful person she has ever seen, and she can't get enough of them.

No matter how many times you look at it, Heng Xu, who will be amazed by the other party, withdraws his gaze, looks at the middle-aged man who is tied but not in a panic, and asks, "Guardian Chi, how do you think this person should be dealt with?"

Chi Zui's lips parted slightly, and before he could say anything, he was taken a step ahead by another voice.

"Guest...Guest officer, your wine..." Xiaoer's voice trembled.

For a moment, many people present all looked at Xiao Er, as if they were accusing him of not being able to see.

Xiao Er trembled instantly, he was just an ordinary mortal, under the extremely oppressive eyes of the monks, he was about to pout at any time.

"Give it to me." Yan Youning didn't care about the large number of people in Po Hai Sha, she raised her jaw slightly, and motioned for Xiao Er to put the wine pot on the palm of his hand that was restrained and leaning against his side.

So under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiaoer put the wine pot into the middle-aged man's hand with trembling like a sieve, and almost fell on the ground halfway. After succeeding, he immediately ran to the back kitchen.

Chi Zui's eyes were also full of inquiry.

Yan Youning is as calm as ever, every time he changes his face, he will change his voice.Just like the previous Shangguan Heng, they all had deep voices, but they were also different from his original voice.

Speaking of which, the number of disguises is too many, and there will always be similar situations.

Chi Zui closed his mouth, as if he didn't intend to speak any more, and the chill on his body made him shy away even more.

The temperament of growing up as a youth is very different from 12 years ago.

Back then, when I looked at Yan Youning, my amber eyes were clean and clear. When I was timid, it was like a kitten not daring to stick out its nails, gently scratching people's paws, which only made people feel very cute.

Now, it is a daunting posture.

Of course, this is for others.

Yan Youning seemed to see a stranger, after a few glances, he lowered his head and studied the ropes on his body.

The surroundings fell into deathly silence again.

Mu Xiaoshuang finally came back to her senses, eager to try, "How about killing him here?" Immediately afterwards, she pressed her fingers to her lips again, her almond eyes flickered slightly, and her gaze shifted from the rope to Heng Xu, with an evil smile flashing on her face , "Brother Xu, I remember, your immortal rope can not only trap a person, let's torture him slowly!"

"Xiaoshuang, don't mess around. Hufa Chi is also here, so you have the final say on how to deal with this person. Hufa Chi, what do you think how to deal with this person?" Heng Xu asked.

Mu Xiaoshuang looked at Chi Zui expectantly.

Everyone waited with bated breath, Chi Zui swept the middle-aged man from head to toe, and finally said: "You said that even though Po Hai Cha is a demon cult, he can't be so unreasonable, right?"

The cold and transparent voice echoed in the inn, making people listen carefully.

Yan Youning was still studying with his head down, and slowly replied: "Yes."

"Wrong, Po Haicha is just so unreasonable." Chi Zui waved his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the door, and said, "Guardian Heng, put this person in the dungeon, let's go."

A red and white-haired cloak suddenly appeared in Chi Zui's hand, and he put it on casually, and tied a knot on the belt.The fiery red made his complexion paler and added a bit of brilliance.

"Guardian Chi, wait for me!"

When Mu Xiaoshuang chased after him, she turned her head and said to Heng Xu: "Brother Xu, remember to use your fairy binding rope to teach me a good lesson on this annoying guy."

After speaking, he flew out like a butterfly.

Holding the rope with one hand, Heng Xu pulled the middle-aged man hard.

The middle-aged man seemed to be glued to the bench, motionless.Therefore, Hengxu used another attack method of binding the immortal rope.

The face of the middle-aged man suddenly turned pale, and the sweat was pouring down. After raising his head in shock, he stood up uncontrollably, followed by Heng Xu, and followed Heng Xu out of the inn.

Yan Youning staggered behind Heng Xu, thinking that this rope is really good, but it's a pity that it's another thing that recognizes the owner.

But this time it is not impossible.Yan Youning was very excited.

Heng Xu didn't appear much in the original book, and ended up being buried in the real fire of samadhi without a whole body, so his magic weapon was naturally not spared.In the original book, there are only two or three inks on the treasure of binding the fairy rope. It is introduced that although the rope is a top-grade earth-level rope, as long as you find the corresponding magic weapon to increase the rank, it will not be a problem to ascend to the heavenly rank.

Apart from being able to trap a person, the Immortal Binding Cable contains an attack power that can directly torture the soul and the flesh, making one feel overwhelmed with pain.

Heng Xu didn't kill him so far, and the cicada embroidered bone feather coat completely protected Yan Youning, so he needed to sweat a little on his forehead, pretending to be weak and about to collapse.

It's really difficult to not be weak for so many years.

Seeing the middle-aged man being treated like this, several casual cultivators looked a little unhappy, whispered for a while, and then left.

And most of the congregation of Pohai Temple clapped their hands and applauded, excitedly raising their glasses to drink.

……

The dungeon of Po Hai Cha is dark and damp, with strange gusts of wind and inexplicable cold penetrating into the bone marrow from all directions, and a disgusting smell of decay wafts into the nose.

All the way to the deepest part, it became more and more cold.

The man who claimed to be Zuoqiu Heng walked behind Heng Xu, and Mu Xiaoshuang walked beside Heng Xu, covering his nose with a handkerchief, turning his head to look at Zuo Qiu Heng from time to time, as if he could kill him with just his eyes.

The middle-aged man was pulled from time to time, his steps were weak, his face looked pale, but he was still interested in observing the environment of the dungeon.

Walking through the prison cell, as long as there are people, they are all dying, lying on the straw with injuries all over their bodies, and they are all handcuffed and fettered with special handcuffs and shackles that suppress their cultivation.

Seeing someone from Po Hai Cha come in, the prisoner whimpered for help, but he couldn't utter a complete word, and no one cared.

They are all people who are going west soon.

Seeing Mu Xiaoshuang's frowning face of disdain, Heng Xu asked amusedly, "Why didn't you go back with Protector Chi? It's hard to have the opportunity to be with Protector Chi, so you're willing to leave him?"

Mu Xiaoshuang originally followed Chi Zui closely, but unexpectedly returned to Heng Xu's side halfway.Regarding Hengxu's ridicule, she said in a muffled voice: "Chi Hufa said that he has other important matters to deal with, and I want to see how embarrassed this person is by the way."

While the two were talking, Zuoqiu Heng asked knowingly: "Is this a death row?"

Mu Xiaoshuang laughed tenderly, blinked her big eyes, and glanced at the other party: "There is no dungeon that Po Haicha can get out of alive, and some are just death dungeons. Now you know that you are afraid? Even if your cultivation base is stronger than that of the alchemy stage How, to be so arrogant here, there is only one dead end."

"Po Hai Cha's formation is really good."

Zuoqiu Heng staggered into the last cell in the depths as he replied with a wrong head.

After Heng Xu put handcuffs and shackles on the other party, he was about to take back the binding rope, but Mu Xiaoshuang held Heng Xu back: "Brother Xu, let him suffer more from binding the fairy rope, don't let this person go so easily .”

"You." Heng Xu poked Mu Xiaoshuang's forehead with his index finger. He didn't think it was necessary at first, but at this moment, he suddenly heard rustling sounds from the corner.

When the two looked over, they saw a group of mice running away from the straw pile, squeaking and slipping towards other cells.

Mu Xiaoshuang hid behind Heng Xu in disgust.

Heng Xu squinted his eyes, looking at Zuo Qiuheng who seemed weak but seemed inexplicably at ease.

Sometimes the instincts of animals are stronger than those of humans.

This person's cultivation is definitely beyond the alchemy stage. After being suppressed by the formation, he can easily defuse the attack of the Gu Butterfly Knife. There is definitely an unexpected magic weapon or...

"Then listen to Xiaoshuang." Heng Xu said with a smile.

When leaving, Heng Xu looked at the dark dungeon again.

Zuoqiu Heng sat on the ground in embarrassment with his head lowered, his breathing was unstable, and he looked like he was being tortured by the fairy rope.

For some unknown reason, Heng Xu always felt uneasy in his heart.

He let out a breath, swept away the restlessness, and left the prison with Mu Xiaoshuang.

……

After the two people's aura completely disappeared, Yan Youning felt the cold air surrounding his body, looked down at the binding rope that bound him tightly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

It really comes with no effort.

Originally, he was thinking about how to get Heng Xu to keep the bundle of immortals, but Mu Xiaoshuang was of great help.

Yan Youning stood up, the handcuffs and anklets broke in the middle, and fell on the haystack with a dull thumping sound, and then loosened little by little the fairy-tying ropes ordered by Yu Hengxu.

The Immortal Binding Cable stood still for several times, trying to resist, but was finally constrained by Yan Youning's mana. After a while, he finally gave up struggling, slowly loosened it, and finally fell into his hands.

The Xianxiansuo is not like the Rust Dust Seven Holy Sword that only recognizes its owner once in a lifetime, nor is it like the Zen Lotus Heart Lamp that can recognize its owner again after being approved by the original owner. magic weapon.

Yan Youning looked extremely excited.

Of course, in case Hengxu found out that the connection with Jie Xiansuo was cut off, Yan Youning did not cut off that connection immediately.

And the reason why Yan Youning is willing to be restrained has other plans.

Yan Youning put away the fairy rope, turned his neck, and then looked towards the outer wall of the prison.

Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly sensed an unfamiliar aura approaching here. He glanced at the broken handcuffs and anklets on the ground, and frowned slightly.

leave directly, or...

Forget it, let's solve the doubts in my heart first.

That aura soon came outside the death cell, and the inaudible footsteps gradually approached until a thin figure appeared outside the cell.

Yan Youning tied himself a fairy rope, leaned against the wall without sitting, and looked at the sky silently.

In the dimly lit dungeon, Chi Zui's face became paler and almost transparent with a tightly wrapped red cloak.

Yan Youning could tell at a glance that Chi Zui reached the stage of transformation in only 12 years, his cultivation was stronger than the original book, but his foundation was very abnormal.

Looking at each other for a while, Yan Youning saw that Chi Zui didn't want to take the initiative to speak, and shamelessly wanted to cry: "I know I'm handsome, but the look in your eyes as if you want to take off my clothes is really scary."

Chi Zui's pupils dilated slightly, obviously shocked by his shameless behavior.

The beautiful facial features remained expressionless, doubts flashed in her eyes, she opened her mouth to say something, but she might not believe it no matter how she looked at it, and finally asked indifferently: "What is your purpose here?"

Yan Youning: Am I stupid?To speak out with a real purpose is to seek death.

Little apprentice, your way of interrogating people is too inappropriate. With such a straight face, others will feel that you have earned money just by looking at your face, and they may feel that they want to have more interrogations.

"How many times have I said it, pay homage to the majesty of the Demon Lord." Yan Youning maintained his character and said impatiently.

The suddenly increased mana hit Yan Youning's body like rolling waves, enough to overturn and smash a lone boat on the sea.If it was someone else, he would have been bent over and kneeled by the impact, his bones shattered.

Yan Youning was thinking about whether or not to pretend, when suddenly Chi Zui paused and said: "Don't lie to me again, Master."

Chi Zui's expression was as cold and clear as ever, but the two moles of tears under the corners of his eyes made people feel that the young man's heart was cold, full of disappointment and sadness, which shocked Yan Youning inexplicably.

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