The blood-colored venom turned into sugar paper corroded Qingge's skin.
"Chichi."
White smoke arose.
Qingge frowned and looked at the child calmly.
The innocent face suddenly turned into a white skull.
Qingge stood motionless and said, "Okay."
The child's head returned to normal, his hands became flesh and skin, and the venom turned into sugar.
He looked at Qingge and asked puzzledly: "Aren't you afraid?"
"What are you afraid of?" Qingge asked.
"Afraid of ghosts."
"What are ghosts to be afraid of? Whose family is underground and doesn't have many ancestors and relatives?" Qingge said calmly and calmly.
"Then you're not afraid of hell?" the child asked.
"I crawled from hell, so why should I be afraid of hell?" Qing Ge said, "Aren't all of you here in hell?"
An understatement, but it attracted the attention of countless people.
Those disciples who were punished were completely bored.
After all, it was just one more person who came to die, and no one was interested.
Luo Cheng glanced at Qingge in surprise, only to see the young man take a few steps back, hold his head high and chest out, and bow.
The fists and palms collided, and there was a clear sound!
"Everyone, this is the first time we meet, let me introduce myself. I am Ye Wuhen, the new Demon Lord of Mo Yuan, and also your spiritual master." Qing Ge said loudly.
The child tilted his head, looking at Qingge innocently.
Among these people, Qingge only noticed one.
A very clean man, wearing a white robe, was leaning against the cage in the corner, seeming to be in a slumber, never raising his eyes.
If this is a hell where hundreds of ghosts walk at night, then he is the only human smoke.
Luo Cheng seemed to be aware of Qingge's attention, so he leaned into the young man's ear and whispered: "That man was the first person imprisoned in the martial arts dungeon. He was once a close disciple of Emperor Wu. His name is Pei Yue.
"
Qingge was surprised, since he was a close disciple of Emperor Wu, why did he appear in the martial arts dungeon?
This sounds really incredible. "He made a mistake." Luo Cheng said regretfully: "He betrayed the martial arts association and colluded with the evil palace. He fell in love with the woman from the evil palace and insisted on marrying that woman.
If Emperor Wu refused to marry a woman, he would leave the martial arts association and even treat his fellow disciples
My brother got into a big fight."
"He took advantage of the gatekeeper's negligence and escaped. Little did he know that this was done deliberately by Emperor Wu, and Emperor Wu could not bear it."
"But when he left the martial arts association and went to look for the woman he loved, he discovered that his sweetheart committed suicide by the river."
"He thought he was forced by the Emperor Wu. After the burial, he returned to the Martial Arts Association in a rage, picked up his sword and went to the Emperor Wu's attic."
"Emperor Wu was merciful to him, but he was deadly with his sword, and was finally imprisoned here by Emperor Wu." Luo Cheng said: "In the ninety-nine-level dungeon of the Martial Arts Association, the ninety-nine underground level is the most terrifying place.
And this first level will hardly suffer any torture. According to Pei Yue's fault, he should be placed on the ninety-ninth level, but he is the Emperor Wu.
After all, Emperor Wu is reluctant to part with his only beloved disciple."
Qingge listened to Luo Cheng's words and stared at Pei Yue.
Most people in the world are trapped by love.
Shen Qingxiao is like this, and Pei Yue is like this.
It's just that one backed down at a critical moment and tried to make up for it, but the other, for the sake of the one he loved, deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, destroying his own future!
"Grandmaster Luo, come out." A white-haired old man's voice sounded outside.
Grandmaster Luo was displeased. He should have known with his toes that the white-haired old man did not want Luo Cheng to stay here to protect Ye Wuhen, and wanted Ye Wuhen to face this mess alone.
Grandmaster Luo really wanted to be a hands-off shopkeeper. After all, this brat was really too cool. He was just a little handsome, but he was arrogant.
but--
Luo Cheng looked up and vaguely saw the outline of the white-haired old man, and replied: "Mr. Zhang, please take care of this for me first. I'm not worried about this child being here alone."
The white-haired old man winked at Luo Cheng and said, "Grandmaster Luo, the matter needs to be solved by you personally. I can't do it for you, and it's urgent. You have to hurry up."
Luo Cheng frowned: "Later."
"Uncle Luo, go ahead, I have no problem here." Qing Ge saw the clues and said.
Luo Cheng glared at Qingge, "You brat, do you know how dangerous it is here? Without our protection, you would be eaten alive by these people."
Qingge: "..." This year's Grandmaster has a really bad temper.
Qing Ge waved his hand lazily, "There is nothing that I can't settle with you, so don't worry, Uncle Luo."
"Grandmaster Luo!" Mr. Zhang urged again.
Grandmaster Luo looked at the casual and indifferent Qing Ge, then looked at Mr. Zhang who was winking, gritted his teeth, and walked out.
"Boy, please wait here for a moment. Don't move around casually. Just stay on this floor. I will take you to other dungeons later."
"Also, don't touch these cages, and don't believe what they say. Every good thing they say is just to eat you."
"You'd better sit nearby and wait quietly for me to come back."
Grandmaster Luo spoke so earnestly and gave so many warnings that Qing Ge was as big as two heads.
Uncle Luo is more verbose than Ye Qingtian...
"knew."
"Don't run around." Grandmaster Luo said again and walked back three times.
After leaving the martial arts dungeon, Grandmaster Luo was in a hurry and wanted to handle matters quickly before he could come back to take care of Ye Wuhen.
At this moment, there was only Qing Ge on the first floor of the martial arts dungeon.
She stood in front of the cage and looked at the child.
Without the suppression of the grandmaster's power, the punished disciples in the cage showed their true colors and looked at Qing Ge with hatred.
Qingge wandered around and took in the panoramic view.
Immediately, Qingge sat down cross-legged, and the punished disciples in the cage all looked at her with confusion and curiosity, not understanding what she was going to do.
But at the next moment, he was singing softly to circulate his true energy, exhaling evil spirit tendons.
After the zhenqi circulated around the evil spirit tendons for several small weeks, the evil spirit tendons were fully opened, absorbing all the gloomy and evil atmosphere in the dungeon!
The punished disciples were stunned.
Is this man going to the dungeon to practice?
Or use the breath they release?
What kind of monster is this?
The disciples looked at each other and choked on their words for a moment.
The disciples watched the young man practice like this. When she finished her practice, she slowly opened her sword eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and commented gracefully: "Well, not bad, it is a treasured place for Feng Shui practice."
Qingge turned her head and looked at the punished disciples again: "The sinister and evil atmosphere in the dungeon has become less. You all have to work harder."
Disciples: "..."
Qingge stood up, took out a good-luck candy from the space treasure, and handed it to the child in the cage, "Reciprocity, since I accepted your candy, this is my gift." The child looked at her with fear, but still trembled.
Weiwei reached out and took the good luck candy, opened the candy coating and put it in his mouth.