There has been no news from Jiuji for so many days...
The only thing that made Lu Qingye feel better was that the contract formation between Jiuji and her still existed, which meant that Jiuji had not fallen.
The sun falls in the lush mountain forest. Under the cover of the rocks, there are tall stone houses standing in the forest. The surroundings are covered with moss. Bone ornaments are hung on the treetops. The wind blows and makes a crisp sound.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound in a huge stone house, and the heavy stone door trembled, but did not open.
The light inside the stone house is a little dim.
Jiuji's fists were torn apart and blood was dripping from his fingertips.
Seeing the stone door in front of him that he had not shaken even with all his strength, Jiu Ji fell to his knees in pain.
"Let me out! Roar! Let me out!"
Jiuji roared in pain, his voice already very hoarse.
The demon cultivators guarding the house outside couldn't help but look at each other.
A tiger demon couldn't bear to see the blood seeping out from the crack in the door.
"Hushan... should we go tell the clan leaders... He won't eat or drink here... As soon as the fighting is over, he will start hitting the stone door again... If he continues like this, he won't be able to hold on."
Several tiger monsters around were a little unbearable.
There was a demon cultivator who couldn't help but speak.
"Senior Jiuji, please eat something. The elder said you can't go out yet."
What answered him was Jiuji's crazy roar and even more intense crashing sounds.
Several people immediately took a few steps back in shock.
Seeing more blood flowing out, I couldn't bear it anymore.
Several of their lives were saved by this senior Jiuji from the zombies.
That's why they had the opportunity to return to the clan, and the elders and clan leaders admired this senior Jiuji very much.
I want to keep him in the Bailinghu group.
But... this senior Jiuji seems to want to return to the territory of the human race.
Several demon cultivators believed that the despicable human cultivator who contracted with Senior Jiuji used some despicable means to get Senior Jiuji back.
After all, Senior Jiuji clearly has the demon clan in mind, otherwise he wouldn’t have saved so many demon cultivators from the corpse puppet group...
Jiuji's hoarse roar sounded a little desperate, making several demon cultivators feel uncomfortable.
"Crack!"
Jiuji lay on the ground, not knowing whether tears or blood fell.
Looking at the stone door in front of him, the pain filled his heart, as if it was about to swallow him whole.
He sensed that she was in danger...and heard some rumors, and he wanted to go back!
His abilities are limited. If he can't save her, at least... he can perish together.
But now he can't do anything! He can only be locked up in this stone room called Trial!
Jiuji's claws couldn't help but sink into the ground little by little, leaving traces of blood.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the stone door in front of him was opened, and dazzling sunlight poured in, making Jiuji squint for a moment.
Great Elder Baifeng stood in front of Jiuji, looking at him in a state of embarrassment.
Jiu Ji was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately and wanted to rush out, but Bai Feng grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him back.
Seeing the Jiu Ji struggling in his hand, Bai Feng sighed in his heart.
In recent years, due to the continuous internal strife of the demon clan, many major races have also declined.
The Bailinghu tribe is also one of them.
Not to mention the meager number of heirs, there are even fewer who are talented.
Especially in this generation, there is not even one who stands out.
Among the Bai Linghu clan, the tiger demon with the purest bloodline is the White Tiger.
