Fang Zhiyao bit his finger anxiously, his expression ugly, "What should we do now? Is it still too late to rush over?"
At first, all they talked about was to lure the demon kings over. He lowered his eyes and couldn't help but think coldly, those people were really complete losers. Even with so many people, they couldn't even lure a single beast.
Ye Qiao didn't speak the whole time. She wanted to laugh, really.
If you don't lock the outside, the monks will die. If you lock it, you will be scolded. OK, OK, OK, Ye Qiao is tired. This garbage cultivation world should be destroyed as soon as possible.
Just as they were looking at each other, a man was busy hurriedly tying up the group of evil cultivators with silk threads. When Bu Jianjun turned his head, he saw Lve Ying Sword and Jinghong Sword quarreling with each other.
As a sword spirit, he had never seen such a scene before, but his scalp went numb and exploded all of a sudden.
"Okay." Bu Jianjun's voice was loud, as if he was caught in bed and had a confident tone.
"We are going through life and death outside, and you actually fall in love behind our backs?"
unacceptable!
Jinghongjian didn't even glance in his direction.
Lian Ying smiled and winked at Ye Qiao. Don't tell me, he was quite good at it. He brought out the feeling of romance at a glance.
Bujianjun happened to see this scene, and thick malice welled up in his heart, and he immediately uttered two words: "Sword Sword."
Lian Ying: "???"
"Your cold words hurt my heart like a sharp sword, you know?" Lve Ying was happy to bow to Bu Jianjun.
The young man covered his chest and looked at him hurt.
Before Lian Ying appeared, Bu Jianjun was the only male sword spirit.
Sword spirits are all competitive, but Bu Jianjun could feel Lve Ying's faint hostility and the sword energy filling his nose, which made him particularly uncomfortable. Bu Jianjun's eyes dimmed, and he was about to ask the other party if he wanted to fight.
As a result, after Lv Ying finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Bujianjun seriously and said with a smile: "Let's do it. It's our first time meeting Bujianjun, I'll give you a gift."
Not seeing Jun, Maomao became wary, "What gift?"
Lv Ying smiled slightly and gestured towards him rather ambiguously.
Bu Jianjun understood the meaning of this action. He was a little frightened and opened his eyes wide.
Well, so disgusting.
No, it's too disgusting.
Ahhhhh, he doesn’t like me anymore, does he?
When it comes to coquettishness, Bu Jianjun is obviously not as coquettish as him. Thinking of this possibility, the young man panicked and disappeared into the sword.
Ye Qiao: "..." You are so naughty.
Others also understood his gesture.
They couldn't help but ponder how the Lian Ying Sword could do such a mean thing with such a pure and innocent face.
Bu Jian Jun sometimes has a very venomous mouth and can choke people to death as soon as he opens his mouth. The problem is that Bu Jian Jun is surprisingly stupid like Leng Ying Jian, which led to Bu Jian Jun's defeat in the first confrontation.
Bu Jianjun, who returned to the realm, seemed to be autistic.
Feixianjian took pity on him and patted his head, "Be good, be good. Failure is the mother of success. Sometimes, if you fail a few times, you will..." She paused, smiled, her expression was calm and gentle, and she did not finish her words. Finished.
As the saying goes, if a person is humble, he will be invincible.
It is almost impossible to defeat him in Lian Ying's absolute domain in a short period of time.
Bujianjun stared at Lvyingjian secretly, and said with hope: "If you fail a few more times, will you kill him?"
Feixian was gentle and gentle, "If you fail a few times, you will get used to it."
I almost went crazy when I saw you.
They all bullied him! !
Ye Qiao, who had completely watched this farce: "..."
Damn it, I had a headache trying to save people, but now my head hurts even more.
Ye Qiao thought they were too noisy, so he simply threw them away and drove them into the realm, and went to the secret realm to tear them apart.
My brain started spinning, and then I just felt the long-lost despair and exhaustion.
I haven't had much rest since I came back from Penglai. My nerves are so stretched that they may break at any time. I wish I could lie down on the ground and faint and go to sleep.
But she couldn't, she could only cheer up and rush to the other side of the Cloud Valley to save people.
On the way, Si Miao said: "The team led by the Mu family has entered, and it should be delayed for a short period of time. If the speed is faster, maybe they will still be alive."
A group of sword cultivators raced on the spot, reaching extremely fast speeds.
When she arrived, she found that the situation was still under control, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
They didn't dare to stop for a moment on the way, for fear that after the lives of those people were lost, they would go to jail again after leaving the secret realm.
She didn't really want to have the prison-limited skin at the moment, so she could only find a way quickly.
Dark book, inner elixir, and sword spirit.
Very good, Ye Qiao feels that life is not unbearable.
As long as those monks did not seek death, she was confident enough to send everyone safely out of the secret realm.
Half of the Yunwu Valley was filled with mist, and his realm was pushed to the Golden Core stage. No matter how strong Ye Qiao's sea of consciousness was, it could not reach the stage of the demon kings' transformation into gods. It was useless to hide them. They were discovered as soon as they got close.
The demon kings had a clear goal. They looked directly at a young man behind them.
Mingxuan, it’s you again, Mingxuan.
It's so pitiful to be resented for taking the keys of the demon kings.
Mingxuan cursed: "It's me again."
"Did I dig up your ancestral graves? Are you chasing me like this?"
Mingxuan was able to repeat these two sentences over and over again. He still had a lot of talismans left, and he could still struggle for a while.
However, the ten demon kings were surrounded by him from top to bottom, left and right.
"Think of a way."
He won't die in this damn place.
"What can I do?" Ye Qiao: "I can only run with you."
The people of Changming Sect are quite united, and now the two of them are determined to run side by side.
Mingxuan held an accelerating talisman in one hand and cursed as he ran: "If I had known that they would fail more than succeed, they might as well have let me lure the beasts."
It's okay now. If we can't save those monks, they will all go to prison together one day and wear season-limited skins.
Grass.
In mid-air, Ye Qiao fired his half-moon crossbow, knocking away several monsters behind him.
"Ye Qiao."
I don't know which monk with sharp eyes in the crowd noticed her, his eyes lit up, he thought he saw the savior, and he excitedly called her name on the spot.
"Help, Ye Qiao."
"..." Don't fucking call me that.
Ye Qiao is going crazy. He knows himself, and the demon kings who hate her so much must have heard of her name.
She even used her identity as the Demon Emperor to fool them.
If they are recognized at this time, they should stop playing and die together.
"who?"
"Who is Ye Qiao?"
The attention of the demon kings who were hunting the monks was tightly attracted, and they immediately asked.
"The two in red clothes? Which one is it?"
Ye Qiao, adhering to the spirit of a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist, pulled off Mingxuan's hairband while running, and then blocked it in front of him.
Mingxuan: "???"
The young man is so beautiful that he can't tell the difference between male and female. With his hair down, he really looks like a man disguised as a woman.
"Ye Qiao is here." Ye Qiao pulled him towards him, "Did you see it? The clothes of the Changming Sect belong to him, that's him."
"..."
"?" Mingxuan's voice was slightly lowered and he gritted his teeth: "You are really my good junior sister. Can't they recognize whether you are a boy or a girl? You are using me as a shield." You are poisonous.
"It's okay, those monsters are blind."
Ye Qiao has been with the Monster Clan for a while and knows that they don't pay much attention to human faces. In their eyes, they are all ugly people.
At this point, it was impossible for Mingxuan to derail her. The young man turned around, pinched his throat, covered most of his face with a folding fan, and smiled slightly: "Professor of the Changming Sect, Ye Qiao, do you have any advice?"
"What kind of connections do these people have?"
A man flicked the dust off his body in embarrassment and smiled bitterly: "Maybe they just find a place to go crazy.
Mr. Mu stroked a few strands of his beard and thought of the amazing operations of these people before. He couldn't help but sigh. Young people are so good. They would kneel down when asked. They didn't know how the elder Zhao who was so devastated by them had offended them. .
"……you're right."
Ye Qiao and the others were too unpredictable, and they didn't dare to say anything casually for a while.
Seriously, what a weird group of people.
For the first time, they felt that some people could be described as weird.
"Are these people here to die?"
"Not necessarily. They may be disciples of the sect, and they must be somewhat capable...right?"
A demon king narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you Changming Zong Ye Qiao?"
Song Hansheng heard the sound and felt that something was wrong with them. He turned his head and faced Mingxuan with a bright smile, "Yes, I am."
"How could I remember that she didn't look like this?"
They had met Ye Qiao before, and although they didn't have much impression, he was definitely not that gorgeous.
"You guys saw it." Mingxuan said calmly, "I've had plastic surgery."
Song Hansheng looked at him seriously: "..."
Oh, I can't do it anymore.
He had a cold face and didn't dare to look at these two people for fear that he would laugh the next second.
