The whole magic domain speaks the Northeast dialect

After some kind of psychological struggle, Bai Yushan finally made a decision regarding the Qingshan faction's handling method.

"You want to tell the whole Three Realms about this?" Shen Xiuheng was a little surprised, he didn't expect that his friend who was most afraid of trouble would choose the most troublesome solution in the end.

For these sect cultivators who claim to be famous and upright and have always cared about face the most, the glory of the sect may be more important than their own lives.

In front of all the beings of the three realms, revealing all the nasty things they did, being criticized verbally and written down, was regarded as a shame, it was indeed a severe punishment.

After that, everyone from the Qingshan faction wanted to kill and cut them to pieces. Everyone in the three realms had to discuss and agree on how to deal with similar incidents with other people and demons in the future.

Bai Yushan said: "Now is the critical moment to prepare for the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, so we can't cause trouble for others, so I want to let people from the three realms judge after this crisis is over."

"I think, you might as well let the three worlds know about this matter now." Ruowu suggested, "Anyway, everyone needs your golden silk. If the verdict doesn't satisfy you, you won't give it. Otherwise, so many Renxiu, maybe he will stand on the side of the Qingshan faction and stir up the muddy water."

Bai Yushan shook his head: "Shenxing Pagoda has a lot to do with it. Compared to it, Qingshan Sect's affairs are not too urgent."

In other words, if the verdict given by the people of the Three Realms is not satisfactory, then it will be procrastinated all the time, and it depends on which one, the human or the demon, has a longer life span and can afford it more.

Wei Yige sighed: "Alas, Brother Bai, who has never been out of the mountain for so many years, is thinking about the Shenxing Pagoda, but those people are still using these dirty methods for profit, destroying the peace established by the two clans for so many years. !"

"Oh yes." Ji Yao slapped his hands, "We must bring Zhuo Lang over to have a look at that time, it seems to be his teacher."

Daily persecution Zhuo Lang Xianjun 1

As soon as Shen Xing Pagoda was mentioned, Ming Xi remembered that he still had something to do, and he suddenly felt the urgency of time.

For some reason, the left and right protectors of their Demon Realm seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood. They quickly finished all the things that needed to be dealt with, and gathered most of the materials. They said that they would come to the human world in the near future. meet.

However, some of the most important things have not been found yet. The speed on his side is really too slow, and he has to find a way to improve efficiency.

After following Shen Xiuheng to a place where no one was around, Ming Xi suddenly proposed: "Jiujiu!"

Let's do something between Taoist couples!

Shen Xiuheng: "..."

Shen Xiuheng asked cautiously: "Then do you know what should be done between Taoist couples?"

Xiaoniao fell into deep thought. He really didn't know that their Moyu scripts were all abridged versions, and all the places that should be doing business were deleted.

But he has seen what needs to be done in the part before getting down to business.

A breeze blew through the bamboo forest, and the silver-white hair was slightly lifted by the wind. The palm-sized little Fat Chiu disappeared, and the white-haired and red-clothed demon suddenly appeared.

"Don't make a sound." Mingxi pointed to his forehead, "Kiss here, use some strength."

At this moment, the two were so close that Shen Xiuheng could still feel the heat from the other's breathing, and his heart began to beat wildly again involuntarily.

Mingxi saw that he was still not moving, so he moved closer, tiptoed slightly, his eyes full of doubts: "Then... I'll come?"

"No, no need." The folding fan in his hand fell to the ground, and Shen Xiuheng showed with practical actions that he could do it.

Mingxi felt a pair of trembling hands lightly resting on his shoulders, and then, a light kiss landed on his forehead.

It was a bit cold to the touch, but his whole body was warmed up.

"How is it?" Mingxi asked, "Do you feel it?"

Shen Xiuheng didn't know how to answer, and was still thinking about it, so Ming Xi continued to say: "Otherwise, change another place?"

"I've read that it's always written like this in the scriptures." Ming Xi said, "Usually after this, it's not what you can see in the books."

"I saw... there are other ways of writing." Shen Xiuheng said, "There are many kinds of them."

Mingxi thought for a while: "Then how about starting from the beginning and trying a few more times?"

Maybe if you don't know which method is right, you will feel like being in a relationship, you can experience the ups and downs, and you can cry right away.

Thinking of it this way, that strange enthusiasm has already flowed through the whole body, and both sides began to look forward to it unconsciously.

From the forehead to the corners of the eyes, from the cheeks to the chin, from the center of the eyebrows to the tip of the nose, it really started from the head, without touching anything other than the head.

I tried a lot of places, but every time I tried it, I didn't have any plans to study it in depth, but the places I touched before also burned.

And the heat on his body, especially in his chest, not only did not subside, but became more and more violent.

"What are you doing ahhhhhh!"

The very familiar roar sounded somewhat distorted, interrupting their study and communication.

The faces of the guardians on the left and right were squeezed into a small bronze mirror, and while fighting for the scope of the scene, they strongly condemned the scene they saw.

And Master Wei Yige, who was holding the bronze mirror, just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

The guardians of the left and right are about to set off from the Demon Realm, and they use the bronze mirror to convey their influence, just to talk about this matter.Master Wei made this magic weapon himself. There are two in the entire Three Realms, one in his hands and one left in the Demon Realm.

It takes aura to activate the magic weapon, and if you can save it for ordinary things, it is rare for the left and right guardians to use this mirror once. Wei Yige just wants to take them to see their lord first, so that they can feel at ease in advance.

As a result, they saw the two of them lying in the bamboo forest from a distance, and thought they were just whispering as usual, but who would have thought that this time it would go so far.

"We're doing business." Mozun said very seriously, "We're contributing to the development of the Three Realms." If we can't cry anymore, the Three Realms may really face big problems.

The heat wave just now disappeared without a trace, and Xianzun still put one hand on the other's shoulder, saying sincerely: "We are making contributions together."

Water Embroidery: "..."

Flower Chasing Shadow: "..."

Wei Yige: "..."

I!letter!you!indivual!ghost!

In the middle of the night, Mingxi had a very long dream. In the dream, he was in a place where he couldn't move or speak. His eyes were pitch black, he couldn't see or touch anything, he could only hear voices.

In the first 1000 years, many, many people called his name, and everyone told him that everyone missed him very much and hoped that he would go home soon.

In the second 1000 years, there are still many, many people calling his name, some voices have become old and hoarse, and some voices are immature and unfamiliar.

In the third 1000 years, there were not many voices calling him, but he could still hear laughter from far, far away. It must be the most prosperous scene, which fascinated him.

In the fourth 1000 years, the laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by the sound of fighting and roaring, as well as the sound of weapons colliding.

In the fifth 1000 years, the voice calling him disappeared completely, and the laughter of people also disappeared. The world seemed to have fallen into a dead silence, and he began to feel lonely.

In the sixth 1000 years, he heard the sound of burning flames, accompanied by people's cries of pain. It was not what he wanted to see, but he was powerless to stop it at this time.

The seventh 1000 years...

Finally, in unknown thousand years, he opened his eyes again.

A fluffy chick broke its shell in the ice and snow.

Facing this completely strange world, in the cold wind, between the pure white world, he took the first step of a new life, and uttered a voice that was almost undetectable: "Chirp?"

While setting foot on a strange land, he embarked on a familiar journey.

Mingxi woke up from the dream, suddenly felt a little chilly around him, looked around, but did not see Shen Xiuheng.

In order to promote the relationship, these days the Demon Lord has changed back to his childhood appearance, sleeping on a soft couch with the Immortal Venerable, he is so small that he doesn't feel crowded at all.

Thinking that the other party might have sent him to an empty bed while he was asleep again, the little Demon Venerable fell into deep thought, how could their relationship go further in this way?

Jumping off the bed, Xiaoniao wanted to return to Shen Xiuheng's bed, but he soon found that he was the only one left in the room. There were traces of sleeping on Shen Xiuheng's bed, but the bedding was already completely cold.

Hairy is very puzzled, it is so late, where can Xianzun go?

Invoking the spiritual power on his body, the demon king turned back into a human form, put on some clothes and went out.

The room of Ji Yao and the others is next door. When he saw that the light of that room was on, he knocked on the door first, and Ji Yao's voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

The people inside were obviously startled by the knock on the door. Mingxi heard the sound of someone sitting up from the chair in a panic, tripped over something, and made a ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping.

"It's me." Mingxi asked, "Is the immortal in there?"

He didn't know where Shen Xiuheng could go, and why he left while he was asleep, and Ji Yao seemed to know about it, but he was just a little worried, and for some reason he felt flustered since he woke up.

"Immortal Venerable, he, he..."

Never expected to be so small, Mozun woke up at this time, and Ji Yao fell into a dilemma again, not knowing whether he should tell the truth or not.

Shen Xiuheng came here just now, saying that their Demon Lord slept soundly, and praised how cute the other party's sleeping face was, and then, under Ji Yao's very angry and indisputable eyes, he took Wei Yige to the Shen Xing Tower side.

Ji Yao was left behind just in case, if Mingxi woke up and couldn't find anyone, he could still help cover here.

However, Ji Yao was originally from the Demon Realm, and what he should listen to was the Demon Lord's words. He didn't directly inform their Lord, because he was already thinking about his friend's emotional life.

Ji Yao could only beg his grandpa to tell his grandma in his heart, hoping that the Demon Lord could sleep until dawn, at least not wake up until the Immortal Lord came back, otherwise he really didn't know how to deceive his Lord.

However, the thing he was most worried about would definitely happen, their lord actually woke up at this time, and came to him to look for Shen Xiuheng.

The Immortal Venerable did leave some gadgets behind, and if used properly, they should be able to deceive their lord, but Ji Yao was struggling in his heart, still hesitating whether to lie or not.

And in such a moment of hesitation, the Demon Lord outside the door had already searched the entire room with his divine sense, and he did not find any trace of Shen Xiuheng.

At the same time, he also found that Wei Yige was not in the house either.

At this time, his object disappeared together with his mechanism master, and his undercover agent hesitated and couldn't explain why, no matter how you think about it, it was not a very common thing.

At such a moment, countless bloody bridges that he had seen before jumped out, occupying Mingxi's mind, and he couldn't drive him away, and all kinds of weird thoughts came out.

"The two of them..." After a pause, Mozun thought of a possibility, "Did they elope?"

Ji Yao: "..."

Ji Yao: "?"

Ji Yao: "!"

Venerable Lord, you have a little confidence in the Immortal Venerable, okay? !

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