"Hey!"

"Finally the move is finished."

Panting, the little girl set up the table and chairs, put the blood-agate cup aside with disgust, carefully picked up the pork head sent by Zhang Wuji and placed it on the table, her spiritual eyes constantly looking at the food in front of her.
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Aww~!

She finally couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, stretched out her little hand and started to feast on it.

Zhang Wuji's expression was a little stiff at this time. He stared closely at the blood jade agate cup, and Fan Hengyang's words kept replaying in his mind.

Yang Qi is collected to worship an unknown existence.

"Well, it's so fragrant. It's delicious. Brother Wuji, is this a duck?"

The little girl wolfed down her food, grabbing and eating without caring about her own image, and she couldn't help but ask questions.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly, Brother Wuji still has it here."

Zhang Wuji comforted him softly, staring closely at the blood jade wine glass, and stopped talking several times.

When the little girl finally finished the pork head on the table, Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it anymore and asked: "Yiyi, is that cup yours?"

"Yes duck."

"It's Yiyi's cup."

"But Yiyi doesn't like it, it's too ugly."

The little girl frowned and looked at the blood jade wine glass, her face full of displeasure.

"What is it used for?"

Zhang Wuji then asked.

"Uncle Shentu gave it to me, saying that the contents inside can nourish the body. Every once in a while, it fills up on its own, and it tastes terrible."

"Brother Wuji, look, it's full again."

Zhang Wuji handed over the blood jade cup as if offering a treasure. Zhang Wuji lowered his head and saw that the light yellow liquid in the cup was slowly flowing, and the rich spiritual energy emanated from it, which was very tempting.

"Brother Wu Ji, please try the duck. Yiyi has nothing here, so I can only give you this."

The little girl looked at Zhang Wuji eagerly, her eyes full of guilt.

What a good boy.

Zhang Wuji suddenly felt that his previous vigilance was somewhat unnecessary.

Under the gaze of the little girl, he took a sip gently. The next moment, the surging spiritual energy flowed into the eight meridians along his mouth. Zhang Wuji couldn't help but moan happily, and his face suddenly became...

She is so rosy that she looks a bit like Master Guan.

Yiyi was startled by his appearance, thinking that her things were harmful to Zhang Wuji, and immediately shouted nervously: "Brother Wuji, what's wrong with you! Don't scare Yiyi!"

Phew~

Reluctantly suppressing the chaotic spiritual energy in his body, Zhang Wuji opened his eyes and quickly comforted the anxious little girl.

When she regained her smile, Zhang Wuji remembered something and asked: "Yiyi, Sister Yunque you mentioned before, how is she doing now?"

"Sister Yunque fell asleep and never woke up. I called her for a long time."

"In the end, her body slowly disappeared and was never seen again."

The little girl said a little confused and a little sadly.

Yiyi doesn’t even know what death means.

How can you say she is a terrifying ghost?

Zhang Wuji dispelled his speculation.

"Brother Wu Ji, there is still food here."

"Wow~ Brother Wuji is the best!"

"Damn it, how could there be such a hard and big damn thing!"

Fan Hengyang cursed in his heart. His sword escaped the terrifying claws of the golden corpse, and he fired several thunderous sword energy with his backhand. However, a few golden waves spattered on the latter's body without any pain.

As the famous Thunder Sword King of Kyushu for hundreds of years, Mr. Fan Da has never seen anything like this.

Catching phoenixes on the swinging tree, teasing ghosts and gods by the Naihe Bridge, slaying real dragons in the endless demon realm, and learning about life and death in the snowy plains of the far north. What you are playing is a free and unrestrained life as a swordsman.

However, at this moment, trapped in this ghost village in the yin and yang realm, the Sword Immortal's best skill of tossing and turning cannot be used, and his spiritual energy cannot be replenished at any time. He has to take pills to maintain his level of true energy.<

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As for the two Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivators who were assisting next to them, their condition was obviously not much better.

Although the Blood River Fighting Technique of the Blood River Sect Demon Cultivator is frightening and extremely powerful, it is still powerless in the face of this high-level zombie whose strength seems to be endless.

As for the taciturn man carrying a sword from the Qi Jue Sect, it was even more useless. He threw the small dagger swishingly, but it was like scratching an itch.

Damn it, Demon Sect boy, hurry up!

Fan Hengyang said anxiously.

In the small courtyard room, the gatekeeper looked at the anxious battlefield and couldn't help but ask softly.

"Sir, are we just spending this much time?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just a fight between trapped beasts. As for the master, with the supreme means deployed by Emperor Shentu, the immortal will die even if he wanders around. What we have to do is to ensure that she is born smoothly."

"Ten thousand years is really too long."

"I almost forgot my own name."

"Yiyi is full!"

The little girl wiped her hands happily, her rosy face covered with oil stains, and she looked extremely satisfied.

"Yiyi, do you want to leave here?"

"Brother Wu Ji will take you all over the world and eat countless delicious food."

Zhang Wuji asked tentatively.

"Yes!"

The little girl immediately raised her hands and couldn't agree more.

But then he sighed again and said: "But Yiyi can't get out of Uncle Shu's circle."

"Will Uncle Shu's circle ever disappear?"

Zhang Wuji then asked.

The little girl's eyes lit up and she said: "Uncle Shu will disappear when he wakes up."

"But if he wakes up, he will definitely smash Brother Wuji to death."

Zhang Wuji looked at the dark branches above his head that blocked the sky and the sun, and was speechless for a moment.

"Then under what circumstances will Uncle Shu wake up?"

"When Yiyi is picking fruits."

"Fruit?"

"What fruit?"

Zhang Wuji asked doubtfully.

"No, it's that white fruit, it's delicious."

Yiyi pointed with her little hand, and Zhang Wuji followed the trend and saw a small branch growing out of the middle of the thick trunk of the underworld tree. At the end of the branch grew a crystal white and tender fruit, emitting a holy and soft light.

For some reason, the moment Zhang Wuji saw the fruit, he felt an uncontrollable agitation and greed in his mind, as if he wanted to swallow the fruit immediately without leaving any trace behind.

The sword sutra circulates and restores clarity.

Zhang Wuji was frightened for a while and simply refused to look at it.

What a terrifying spiritual fruit, just one look at it almost made me lose my mind.

"Yiyi, what kind of fruit is that?"

"Yiyi doesn't know either. She just knows that every time she ties a knot, Yiyi has to jump countless squares. So far, she has only taken nine."

"This is the tenth!"

"Brother Shentu said that as long as she eats more, Yiyi will grow up quickly and go out early."

"Brother Wu Ji, do you want to try it? It's really delicious."

The little girl said sincerely.

"Yiyi has eaten it many times and doesn't want to eat it."

Before Zhang Wuji could say anything, she jumped to pick fruits.

At this time, Zhang Wuji suddenly felt the hem of his clothes being grabbed by someone. He turned around and saw that it was Xia An.

I saw him squatting on the ground tremblingly, huddled up, staring straight at Yiyi's back, full of fear.

"Senior Brother Inorganic."
Chapter completed!