Predecessors all over the world

Han Shan hesitated for a long time before he decided to tell Gu Qiushui about his discovery.

This is not because she doesn't trust the sect, but because she can't explain how she learned the news. If "him" is exposed, it will be a big problem.

However, this is purely a misunderstanding that she has been away from home all year round and has not dealt with senior executives in the sect.

Cultivators have their own trump cards, and it is normal to have secrets that cannot be told. As long as the sect protects the disciples from harming their own interests, they will never be stingy with those who can provide benefits.

Therefore, Gu Qiushui didn't ask this question at all, but said: "Do you think Zhu Rui can succeed?"

Han Shan was stunned: "Senior Brother Gu believes what I said?"

"I'm not blind because of the big question of the mystery flower, so of course I can see it." Gu Qiushui said coldly, "Answer my question."

He had a kind of forceful aura, but Han Shan straightened his back with a slight pause. He seemed not scared and replied: "Not necessarily, but at least it is a solution. The conspiracy in another world is ahead, no matter who it is

They don’t want to be the blade in the hands of others.”

Gu Qiushui was silent for a moment and asked her: "Do you think the demon cultivator doesn't know about this?" Before she could answer, she said, "Chensha airborne the Demon Continent, can't the Demon Emperor notice it?"

Han Shan frowned: "Can they rather join forces with people from another world than go to war with us?"

"The other world is far away, I don't know where." Gu Qiushui knocked on the table and sneered, "Fourteen continents are close to you, it's you, how do you choose?"

Han Shan's face was very ugly: "But what the other world is looking for is the fourteen continents. Does the demon cultivator really care about it?"

Gu Qiushui finally looked at her: "What you want is fourteen continents?"

"Not bad." Han Shan took out the excuse he had been preparing for a long time, "If it weren't for a bigger plan, why would people from other worlds go through a lot of trouble and start a war in the fourteen continents? It must be because we are in chaos and they are profitable.

.”

"What's the picture?"

Han Shan couldn't answer. She asked "him", but "him" kept silent and just told her that it was very dangerous and that she had to be careful.

Seeing that she was silent rather than being embarrassed, Gu Qiushui guessed that she didn't know the key - it was strange, it seemed that all the people who knew about this were intended to be vague on the most critical issues, only to hint and not to say it clearly -

—So I no longer asked: "I understand. If you have any news in the future, please inform me in time."

Han Shan nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "Where is the fourth junior sister..."

"The courage is commendable, I ask for more blessings." Gu Qiushui didn't have the time to save people. Whether he could survive depends on whether the girl was smart enough, and whether Fang Wuji was affectionate.

Tsk, it would be interesting if I could really instigate a demon king.

Zhu Rui was forcibly taken to the Demon Island by Fang Wuji and locked up in the palace of Guyue Mountain. He could not forbid her to walk in the palace, but he did not allow her to step outside.

She kept standing at the window and staring silently outside. Not only to express her dissatisfaction, but also to look at the surrounding environment.

The biggest difference between the Demon Continent and other parts of the Fourteen Continents is that the moon is particularly large and bright. If the full moon in the Fourteen Continents is a small jade plate, then the moon here is as big as a stone mill.

The moon rises and the moon sets, and the light is not as bright as the golden crow, but it is also very sufficient. During the day, the moon sets, and the sky is like the morning before dawn, gray, and it feels like it is darker than at night.

In addition, there is a large amount of demonic energy that is turbid. The demonic energy is turbid air, and the more it deposits below it, the more it is. Therefore, demon cultivators like to build buildings underground, and only a few people will build them on high places.

Fang Wuji's Guyue Mountain is an exception.

The mental method he practiced was related to the stars and moon, so the palace was built on the mountain and there was a meager flow of spiritual energy. This was cheaper, otherwise, every breath she took would be a torture.

"You'd better not think about running away." The man's low voice came from behind.

Zhu Rui didn't say a word.

Fang Wuji became more angry: "What do you mean? I blame me? I asked you to wait for me and believe me, but what about you, you don't trust me at all."

Zhu Rui wanted to refute him and denounce him, but she held back. The quarrel was just a pleasure to speak. She had to let him vent, make him suspicious, and exhaust him, so that she could take the initiative.

He cannot let his purpose be understood, he must be patient and wait.

She thought silently, bowing her head without saying a word.

Seeing the flowers full of tears, she was incompatible with the words of King Chu. Fang Wuji understood the meaning of her silence and could hardly control her anger: "Okay, okay, you don't want to talk, just do whatever you want."

He shook his sleeves and walked away, and black waves rolled out from his robe.

Zhu Rui closed her eyes and felt sad.

When did they start? Where did they become like this? Where did the man who would make her happy and secretly hang behind her to protect her when she went into the mountains to collect herbs? Is the person she loves?

The unsightly cultivator Wu Ji or the Demon Lord Fang Wuji?

***

Bailu Peak.

Yin Miaomiao lies on the soft seaweed mud mattress and sleeps. His soul is half asleep in deep sleep, but half awake, paying attention to the surrounding situation.

A small fur ball jumped out of the slide, and there was no light in the bedroom. It looked a little scared, and flapped its wings and landed quickly on the edge of her bed, entered the tent, and brought wisps of milk that had not yet dissipated.

"Hu." It seemed as if it had completed some adventure, and breathed a lot of relief, leaned against her arm and closed her eyes. With the company of familiar breath, the nightmare just now disappeared without realizing it.

The little phoenix turned over and fell asleep.

About half an hour later, it woke up after sleeping and rolled two times on the wide bed. It was a little bored and took out a wooden ball toy.

This toy is very difficult. You have to count and recognize words. Only when you answer all the answers correctly will the wooden ball be opened. It worked hard for half a month without success.

Alas, it is really difficult to recognize words. The characters here are different from those recognized by Fenghuang.

The little phoenix scratched his head with its wings, and before he knew it, it was dawn.

It's dawn, it's not dark, Phoenix can go out to play (*^▽^*)

It jumped out of the tent, flapped its wings and flew out of the window. Next to the flowers on the hillside, a familiar figure was picking leaves. It recognized the person and jumped and jumped: "Zhouzhou, you

What are you doing?"

Ye Zhou said: "The Canxingling here has been a few years, so I'll come here to pick some as medicine."

Bailu Peak is famous for its peach blossoms, but it has also planted many strange flowers and plants as embellishments. Although most of them are ornamental spiritual plants, many of them can be used as medicine. Yin Miaomiao doesn't care about any rare treasures. Hearing that the things on the mountain are useful and refreshing

The earth agreed to them come and pick them.

The little phoenix landed on the branch and looked at it: "Is it fun?"

Ye Zhou said cautiously: "It's not fun." Although he was the senior sister's spiritual pet, elixir refining is a serious matter, and he doesn't want to use it to tease the pet.

As a result, Xiao Fenghuang looked sympathetic: "You are so pitiful."

Ye Zhou: "..." is not.

"Have you eaten?" Xiao Fenghuang asked.

Ye Zhou: "No." Fasting.

The little phoenix said "Oh" and squatted on the branch to chew on the sweet cake.

Ye Zhou ignored it and planned to leave after picking the diamond leaves.

"Zhouzhou, are you living next to him?" The little phoenix flew to his shoulders skillfully, "Can you take me there? It's so far away, I'm so tired when I fly."

Ye Zhou: "..." You can't even fly over just a little distance from the next mountain? What kind of spiritual bird is this? Is it too weak?

He thought to himself, he went away with the wind-controlling—for such a distance, the golden elixir does not need flying magic weapons, the wind-controlling technique is enough—but as soon as he got up, he heard a (a little panic) bird song: "Zhouzhou, I

Falling down..."

Ye Zhou: “…”

Turn around and get it back.

"Hu." The little chick breathed a sigh of relief and combed the messy feathers with the bird's beak, "Don't fly too fast, I will adjust it, my sister is holding me and flying."

Ye Zhou silently put it in his arms.

The alchemy house has been built. In order to avoid accidents, stone is used as building materials, which has a completely different architectural style from the bamboo house on the main peak. The place where we live is ordinary wood, bricks and tiles, which are ordinary, and it is obvious that the owner is not there.

Put thoughts on it.

The little phoenix looked strange and visited everywhere.

Ye Zhou had finished handling the newly picked Canxingling, and turned around and saw it pushing a rattan basket open, and looked curiously - no!

"Don't get close!"

Too late.

Just as the little phoenix poked its head, a colorful red snake emerged from the basket and bit it with its bloody mouth.

The little phoenix was startled and subconsciously squirted out a flame...Okay, a few Mars.

Then there was nothing, and the poisonous snake was burned into three pieces, emitting a strong stench.

"There are snakes and snakes in the boat (﹏