The ancient village in the Qingshan Mountains is covered by clouds and mist, and filled with spiritual light.
The devil stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the ancient painting hanging on the wall with cold eyes.
At this time, there was a rare touch of tenderness on his face.
To be honest, the moment Qin Chu mentioned the Holy Son of the Holy Cult, he felt a sense of conspiracy.
But, he couldn't figure it out.
If Ling Xiao is really the Holy Son of the Holy Cult and Chu'er falls into his hands, he will definitely have a way to pry open his soul sea and investigate everything.
But not only did he not do that, he actually saved Chu'er's life, and... he intentionally mentioned the Sword Demon.
When the sword demon fell, a trace of its soul remained.
Wen Ruyu once speculated that either he escaped or fell into the hands of the Holy Cult.
Even! The probability of the latter is higher.
Until a few days ago, the last remaining soul of the sword demon was extinguished. To be honest, Wen Ruyu always felt uneasy in her heart.
After all, the Sword Demon knows too many of their secrets.
However, since the Holy Cult has never been able to find Southern Xinjiang, it means that the Sword Demon has not betrayed everyone, nor has it been controlled by the God Lord.
At least not in the past hundred years.
But the sudden arrival of the Holy Son of the Holy Cult could be related to this matter?
During these hundred years, Wen Ruyu missed the woman in the painting all the time.
Although he knew that meeting the Holy Son of the Holy Cult was extremely risky.
Given the Lord's cruelty, this move was probably a way to lure the snake out of its hole.
But he didn't want to miss it, didn't want to miss any opportunity to know about Miss Ye.
Therefore, he decided that he would go alone to meet this holy son of the Holy Religion.
At the same time, go and see the wind far away.
Do you dare to kill my disciple Wen Ruyu?
Is it because I can’t hold the knife anymore, or you, the great elder of Xianxuan Sect, are drifting away?
Oh, people's hearts can indeed change.
Finally, Wen Ruyu picked up the pen and paper, left a message, and disappeared.
In the main hall, Ling Xiao was hidden in the void, looking coldly at Qin Chu below, with a smile on his lips.
He had expected that this disciple of the Six Demons would definitely send a message to several great demons.
However, based on what the demon meant, he was very cautious.
only!!
Now that Qin Chu is in his hands, even if the great demon cares about the Holy Religion, he doesn't even care about the dead sword demon.
But Qin Chu was their only hard work for hundreds of years. Once he fell, the efforts of the Six Demons would be completely in vain.
Therefore, Ling Xiao guessed that the big demon would come, and it was more likely that he would appear in front of him in another identity.
Gamers naturally don’t focus on one thing.
Qin Chu's role is probably equivalent to a lure.
This is a conspiracy, Wen Ruyu has no choice.
Xianxuanzong, the seventh peak.
Feng Ruge sat upright and looked coldly at Chen Qingshan in front of her.
"Junior brother, please tell me all the details of your acquaintance with that witch!"
Although Feng Ruge felt that this ordinary junior fellow student seemed to be a destined person, she also found out Gu Ci'er's identity.
However, as she came into contact with Ling Xiao more and more, instead of feeling close to him, she became more and more afraid of him.
That young man was calm, ruthless, and seemingly gentle, but Feng Ruge always saw the evil intentions in him inadvertently.
She was getting more and more confused, and she found that she couldn't see through Ling Xiao at all.
Not like Tianming, more like a villain, but he can kill Tianming.
"Senior sister...can you please stop calling her a witch? In fact, I discovered that demon cultivators are not necessarily bad people..."
Chen Qingshan muttered something softly, but when Feng Ruge suddenly raised her jade hand, he was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps back.
"I said I said."
"Ci'er and I met in the Netherworld Stream of Wangui Mountain..."
Listening to Chen Qingshan's affectionate speech, Feng Ruge's originally tense heartstrings gradually relaxed.
"So, what you mean is that the two of you were trapped in the Netherworld Stream that day and were already destined to die, but you unexpectedly found the inheritance of a great demon?"
"Yeah, but I'm not interested in that inheritance. Don't worry, senior sister, I know my identity!"
Chen Qingshan nodded seriously, and a beautiful and fair girl's face gradually appeared in his mind.
"So, what you are saying is that Gu Ci'er accepted the inheritance of the ancient demon and opened the ruins, and you were able to escape from danger just now?"
Feng Ruge nodded gently, there was no mistake.
Two ants fell into the place where the ancient demon fell. Not only did they not die, they actually received inheritance and good fortune.
Would you believe it if they were told that the two of them were unlucky?
Moreover, it has been a routine since ancient times that if a righteous disciple falls in love with a girl from a demon sect, most of the time this disciple... will become a demon.
And that demon girl should die.
But, how can we cleverly ask these two people to fight Ling Xiao?
Feng Ruge fell into deep thought.
Gu Ci'er has probably entered the game now, and next is the time to really test her acting skills!
"Senior sister? Senior sister?"
It wasn't until Chen Qingshan's voice came from her ears that Feng Ruge frowned and looked at the young man in front of her with cold eyes.
"Junior brother, you don't have any secrets to hide from me, do you?"
"Teacher...senior sister..."
A flash of panic flashed in Chen Qingshan's eyes, while Feng Ruge's heart suddenly trembled.
really!!
This little bastard really has a secret.
"Sister, I have a secret, I don't know if I should tell you..."
"Senior Sister, I have told you how to practice Poison Kung Fu, why do you still worry about it?"
Feng Ruge Chunchun induced, as for the layout, of course one must have a thorough and comprehensive understanding in order to be able to arrange it skillfully.
Is it possible for Destiny's Son to have no golden fingers?
"I discovered that this golden stick of mine...can...suck blood!"
"Um?!"
Feng Ruge lowered her head and looked at the long red gold stick held tightly in Chen Qingshan's hand, a flash of deep thought flashed between her brows.
"How did you find out?"
"There were many magical beasts in the Netherworld Stream that day. With Ci'er and I's cultivation, we were no match for those magical beasts, but..."
There seemed to be a flash of fear in Chen Qingshan's eyes. It was obvious that what happened that day had left some shadows in his heart.
In fact, since returning to the mountain, Chen Qingshan has thought about throwing away the golden stick.
But no matter where he threw it, he would always find it next to his pillow when he woke up the next day.
In the end, Chen Qingshan gave up.
Besides, this golden stick only behaved strangely when he was in danger of life and death.
At ordinary times, it is just an ordinary spiritual treasure. Even the master has not seen any clues about it. It must be harder for others to detect it.
"I see."
Feng Ruge's pretty face suddenly glowed with brilliance.
Then, she took out a Qiankun bag from her arms, took out a few pills, and handed them to Chen Qingshan, her face inexplicably becoming solemn.
"Junior brother, in the past, senior sister taught you not to fight with others, but she was actually worried that you would get hurt! But this time the Tianchi battle is when we fight for the face of the Seventh Peak and Master! I don't want to be looked down upon by others anymore, let alone Master.
I will never be looked down upon again! So..."
Feng Ruge took a deep breath and said, "Let us work together to fight for the glory of the Seventh Peak."