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It's half an hour after people have visited Zheng Weiqi's storage bag.

The city of Garan has been sleeping for more than 300 years. For the residents in the city, many things that are common nowadays are very new. Qin Chuan and Meng Jiaqi were very excited. They asked questions from time to time. After reading them, they were still in the mood. They took out a few small objects and looked at them carefully.

"By the way," Meng Jiaqi thought of something, suddenly put the water powder box in her hand aside, raised her eyes and looked at Zheng Weiqi. "If we find Xuanye's trace, what are you going to do?"

Zheng Weiqi is a shrewd businessman. She has great insight and self-knowledge in major events: "Xuanye is a demon cultivation in the period of transforming God. Even if he was exhausted in the first world war many years ago, he is not a thing in the pool to be slaughtered by others. I'm afraid it's hard to compete with our strength. I have informed the master with the Spirit Dove, waiting for the master's reply. "

This is an expedient under serious consideration.

Most of them are Jindan, just like mole ants before the great power of the apotheosis period. Now Xuanye is seriously injured and weak. At best, he is only a yuan infant. However, the card of transforming the spirit is there. If he tries hard, he really doesn't know what will happen.

It's not a small matter to pursue the demons, so Zheng Weiqi simply tells Tian Xianzi everything. He must have seen the envelope, and soon he will make some action.

After a pause, Zheng Weiqi finally had the demeanor of a famous disciple. She no longer looked like a salesman who didn't have a proper form all day long: "now the devil is ready to move. I don't know what's the situation of the little Lord of Garan city?"

"Little city master -"

Meng Jiaqi looked a little dim, and he was silent for a long time. Then he whispered, "please follow me."

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Meng Jiaqi led the people to the palace where the body of the young Lord was stored.

The Lord's mansion is not luxurious, but elegant enough. The high walls are red and the stone steps are flowing. All the trees and plants on both sides of the courtyard are withered, leaving only the bony and thin black shadows. However, when you look at them, you can still imagine the scene of flowers and trees growing in clusters, green and quiet a few years ago.

Through the long stone steps, you come to the pavilion at the end of the mansion. Meng Jiaqi had a ceremonial look. After looking back at the crowd, she turned and pushed the door open.

With a creaking noise, the lights in the house came to the door like running water.

Here is a bedroom. There are only simple desks, chairs, bookcases and beds in the room. They are all made of wood. There is nothing unique about it. From the point of view of the extremely simple and clean layout, the owner of the room should be a very serious and decisive person.

Ning Ning is curious and follows Meng Jiaqi's steps into the house.

On that dark red bed, there was a man lying quietly.

A man looks only in his twenties. If he has to describe his appearance, Ning Ning would like to call it "the classic template of domineering president Wen Nanzhu".

The outline of the face seems to have been carefully carved. It flies under the sword eyebrows of the temples. The slender Phoenix eyes are tightly closed, and the crow black long eyelashes cover a thick shadow.

The long dark hair pours down and unfolds freely. A few strands fall on the face, setting off the pale skin without blood color, which makes it more vulnerable.

However, although he sleeps deeply, he does not make life feel dejected. The tail of both eyes are tinged with red lines, just like a small hook with thick ink and heavy color, slightly tilted up, adding a bit of cold and aggressive publicity.

People can't help but think about what it would be like if these eyes were opened.

"The name of the young city master is Jiangsi."

Meng Jiaqi said ruefully: "he had exhausted his spiritual power in the war a hundred years ago, and he was attacked by Xuanye and the elder, so he never woke up. Fortunately, the elders didn't attack him before they left, otherwise... "

Zheng Weiqi was curious: "look at the red of his eyes, is the little city master the Phoenix family?"

Meng Jiaqi nodded: "exactly."

Different from the ordinary spirits, the dragon and the Phoenix belong to the well deserved aristocracy among the demons. They are not only rare in trace and quantity, but also naturally superior in strength.

Not to mention that the young city master is a rare genius of demon repair for several years, and his strength is even more amazing.

"At that time, the city master was seriously ill, and the affairs of the city were handled by the young city master. He is talented, and he is assisted by an elder who has been around for many years. He has managed Kalan in good order. "

Looking at the man's angular face, Meng Jiaqi had a fierce look: "who would have thought that even the elder who grew up with him would betray him without hesitation in the future Even at the expense of deceiving the whole city, he has to help Xuanye recover his strength. "

She said with a sneer, and her tone was full of disgust: "those antique frogs at the bottom of the well thought they could get the protection of the demon king and enjoy the glory and wealth in the future. I don't know that since the war between the immortals and the demons, the situation of the demons is like a street mouse - no, even the demons have disappeared. "

Her reaction was a little too fierce. Zheng Weiqi was straightforward and said, "what's the relationship between Miss Meng and the elder?"There was a brief silence in the room.

Finally, Qin Chuan, who had turned into a rabbit and was held in Meng Jiaqi's arms, made a weak voice and his ears were soft and drooping: "the elder It's sister Ji's father. "

There is such a relationship.

Ning Ning was a little stunned, and soon realized that it was for this reason that Meng Jiaqi trusted the elders so much. After hearing the truth, she was as pale as ashes and depressed for a long time.

Being cheated and betrayed by one's own father has become an instant tool. It's not very pleasant.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Meng Jiaqi didn't open her eyes and changed the topic rigidly: "the little city master seems to be cold-blooded, but in fact he has contributed a lot to the city of Kalan. But now, far from helping him, we also help him to do evil, and grow Xuanye's power I'm really ashamed. "

"The demons have disappeared for a long time. When the people of xuanxu sword sect come, they will not go wrong again."

He Zhizhou put his hands around his chest and said to himself, "but where is Xuanye hiding?"

This is the most incredible place.

In principle, the urban area of Kalan city at the bottom of the lake is not large. Even if carpet searches are carried out, they will not fail again and again.

But Xuanye seems to have no trace. No matter how you look for him, you can't find any trace of him.

Because it has nothing to do with the plot of the main line, Ning Ning was not interested in the background story of the immortal devil war until she learned some information from the master sister in the guest room.

Unlike demons, most of them are evil minded and violent. There is also an order of superiority and inferiority in the demon world, among which the most noble is the demon lord and his seven demons.

It is said that the position of the demon king can be given and contested. As long as you kill the last one, you can use this name for yourself.

The law of the jungle keeps fighting.

But they just like it.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the degree of distortion of the characters of these demons can be put on display at the World Expo.

It's like bathing with girls' blood, decorating houses with human organs, and forcing lovers to kill each other.

Compared with them, Xuanye, who is dedicated to soul cultivation, seems to be normal.

But it's just a loss.

Xuanye is cruel, suspicious and headstrong. Like other demons, he doesn't like routine and is good at playing Sao. If you want to guess his whereabouts, I'm afraid you can't use ordinary thinking.

If he abandons the ordinary way of thinking, he will not hide like a rat in the street. He should ensure his own safety and keep in touch with the elders in time -

"elder martial sister Zheng, have you not received the reply from the master yet?"

Pei Ji's voice suddenly rang out in his ears. He seldom spoke. He made a sound in the empty and silent environment at the moment. He felt strange for no reason.

The voice of the young man is as cold as sweet spring. Seeing Zheng Weiqi nodding, Pei Ji shows a smile without emotion: "the pigeon is mostly intercepted."

he raised his eyes and looked at the dome that was covered with white light. His eyes had some mockery: "the elders can leave before we arrive at the star Pavilion, indicating that the city has been lined up and secretly monitored. They won't let go of that pigeon. "

he Cho Cho took a breath of air: "EyeLiner?"

"There are many ways to buy someone off, that's not the point."

Pei Ji said: "the devil is of great importance. If the master really received the letter, he would have responded a long time ago. Since the elder knows that we are the disciples of xuanxu sword sect, when he sees the elder martial sister go ashore to release the dove, he naturally knows that it's a help letter sent to the sect. It's about Xuanye. They will never let Zhengdao find out. "

He Zhizhou could not help feeling cold when he heard the meaning of his words.

It's like the whole body is immersed in a cold pool. The chilling sensation spreads from the soles of feet to the head, making every drop of blood shiver.

In addition to the spirit pigeons, they can deliver messages.

"To keep this secret."

Pei Ji's right hand unconsciously stroked the handle of the sword, and his eyes were covered with a shadow: "you must cut the numbness quickly, and then kill it quickly."

Xuanye can't let them leave Kalan alive.

He has always been dismissive of human life, the only thing he cares about is himself.

This is a cruel and cruel devil, perhaps enjoying the pleasure of secretly peeping at everything in his own hands, just like teasing a group of lost mice.

Such a person. He was still breathing.

A very strange idea quietly surged into her heart, let her heart began to thump, like a huge stone in the chest.

…… Why didn't the elders get rid of the young city master when he left because he had lost his use value?

She didn't make a sound, holding the star Mark sword at her waist.

Then he turned in horror.On the big bed inlaid with exquisite wood carvings, the handsome man without a couple closed his eyes. Under the long eyelashes, the strong shadow was like a ghost. It seemed that he was aware of her gaze. He didn't know whether it was an illusion. A very shallow smile came from the corner of his mouth.

They can ensure their own absolute safety, can communicate with the elders unimpeded, can hide in the dark corner, quietly appreciate all the changes.

There is no place more suitable for him than the city Lord's mansion, which is highly praised by many people.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

It turns out that from the beginning, the "little city master" lying on the bed was not Jiang Si himself, but Xuanye, the demon king disguised as him.

As the mastermind behind the scenes, he always stayed there leisurely, listening to the serious analysis and retrospection of the younger generation from Xianmen.

It's a real bad taste.

There shouldn't have been wind here.

But just at this moment, a cold wind silently swept Ningning's ear. It was as fierce as a knife, and almost made a blood mark on her earlobe.

The silent night fell suddenly, and the man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

His pupil is actually a dark red blood, blood like crazy breeding vines, occupy the whole pupil. The cold temperament on this face disappeared because of this look. Instead, it was full of bloodthirsty and violent aggression.

He wanted to kill her.

Even though she suffered heavy damage and great loss of cultivation, the power of the powerful one was still surging like a tide, just like the current of opening a sluice to release the flood, rushing into her heart.

Ning Ning felt that she was killed by a snowstorm, like an irresistible tide, which engulfed her and set off a fierce storm.

And she stood in the middle of the storm, surrounded by bright killing planes. Blood red eyes close at hand, like a deep pool of water, almost drowned her.

It's another invisible wind stabbing at her chest.

She heard Zheng Weiqi shouting: "Ning Ning!"

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