Bai Sui'an slept very heavily. Perhaps because of her great mental impact yesterday, she was not awake at the time of Mao, and her brows were frowning. She was having nightmares.

I dreamed that I was imprisoned by Si Wuyuan in a water prison, locked iron chains on both hands and kneeled in the smelly blood, and my body was covered with snakes spitting out letters, and my skin began to fester. My whole body was tortured and I was not as good as a human being. The cruel voice of the big devil came from above the prison:

"You never want to escape in your life."

"don't want!"

Bai Sui'an bounced up suddenly, exhaled heavily, and looked around. He was in the Demon King's Hall in Fuyou Mountain. He remembered that after being brought here by Si Wuyuan yesterday, he left without doing anything.

Thinking of the dream just now, I couldn't help but feel palpitations. The Demon King Hall is very grand, but the tone is dull, solemn and solemn, like a tomb of dead people.

"Girl, Lord Demon Lord is looking for you."

The woman who was holding a whip came in yesterday. She had a graceful figure, charming eyes, and was wearing a black gauze dress. Bai Sui'an remembered that Si Wuyuan called her Mo Xue yesterday.

Bai Sui'an: I can escape the first day of the lunar month, but I can't escape the fifteenth day of the year!

He followed her with hard hair, his steps were a little heavy.

"Master Demon Lord, I'll bring you here." Mo Xue said seriously.

Bai Sui'an kept lowering his head, lowering his eyes halfway covering his nervous eyes.

Si Wuyuan folded his legs, and he held his cheek with one hand on the black-colored golden nanmu throne with one hand. He said, "Are you afraid of me? Lift your head up."

Bai Sui'an raised his head stiffly and met his deep eyes. He was a little cowardly, but he was afraid that he would be angry and did not dare to look away.

"Reply." Si Wuyuan said impatiently.

Bai Sui'an always talks about people and talks about ghosts, and immediately flatters him: "It's not that I'm afraid of you, but that the Demon Lord is magnificent and his strong imperial aura makes the little woman dare not look at him."

Si Wuyuan had a very indifferent and sarcastic smile on his lips, and he said coldly: "I don't have time to say polite words to you, I'll ask you," his face turned sinister, "Is this talisman yours?" His slender fingers were clamped with the evil-proof curse.

"It was indeed a painting by a little girl." Bai Sui'an answered truthfully.

"Oh---is," Si Wuyuan's tone was meaningful, "I saw this talisman three years ago. A fortune teller said that my fortune was not good, and it was the Qisha type, which was the fate of Tiansha Guxing."

Bai Sui'an: "!" It's broken, I came to settle the score with me.

I immediately changed my words: "It was not what I drew, it was what I picked it up!"

"It's the one I picked up again? If you deceive me, I will make you worse than death." Si Wuyuan threatened.

Bai Sui thought to herself that she was dead anyway, so it was just right to take herself out and cushion her back.

"Master Demon Lord, in fact, this talisman was given to my friend," pretending to be sad, "It's a pity that she is dead."

"Diet? She is a pretty little girl, so easily she died?" Si Wuyuan asked.

Alas, human life has always been so fragile, such as Luo Qingshan, who was trampled to death, fell down when he fell, and Bai Sui'an thought.

"To be honest, my friend was still trampled to death." Bai Sui Ando.

Somehow, Bai Sui'an felt that after Si Wuyuan heard this, a hint of anger seemed to flash in his eyes, but in a moment, he returned to peace.

Si Wuyuan stood up and walked to her side, like an evil ghost whispering: "I want to see people alive, and I want to see corpses when I die, and I will take the Lord to her grave tomorrow."

Bai Sui'an's head exploded with a bang. He turned his head and looked at him incredibly, and said angrily: "Are you still a human being? She is dead, do you still want to make her rest?"

After saying that, his expression fluctuated violently, and this big devil actually wanted to dig his own grave.

Si Wuyuan looked down on her, "You have no choice. If you hadn't had this value, you would have become a member of the corpse forest long ago."

Bai Sui'an became even more angry when he heard this. He didn't know where the courage came from. He grabbed his sleeve and said solemnly: "If I don't tell you, no one in this world will know. If you have the ability, kill me!"

Si Wuyuan shook her hand away with disgust, looked disgusted and mocked: "It's so boring to kill you. Fengming Sect, well, letting the three sects turn into two sects is called capable."

Bai Sui'an raised her head in a daze, her fingers tightly embedded in her palms, trying her best to curb the anger in her heart. Yes, she is not qualified to negotiate the conditions.

Kazui An compromised and said, "I will take you there tomorrow."

Si Wuyuan left without even looking at her.

Bai Sui'an walked in the Demon King's Hall in annoyance, scolding Si Wuyuan, the big demon in his heart for ten thousand times. It was indeed as crazy as the world of cultivation said. When she thought that she would be dug up to an autopsy, she felt sad.

There is only endless night in the Demon Realm, no daytime.

Bai Sui'an was determined to practice diligently. After all, he finally had such a good spiritual vein. He found a piece of open space and started practicing swords. He swung Feng Xiao Jian with one move and one move, and fought steadily.

"Jian Yi, Guan Ri."

A sword shadow flew out obliquely, cutting out fine lines of the black rock wall. Bai Sui'an couldn't help but say proudly: "It seems that my talent is still good, but my spiritual power in my previous life is too weak."

After practicing for several hours, the hair on the forehead was stuck to the skin. Bo Sui'an closed his sword and found an obsidian step to sit down and rest.

A snow-white bird suddenly appeared on the black and clean land. Bai Sui'an saw it so lively, teased its chin with his hands and slowly followed its white feathers.

The bird rubbed her back happily, and Bai Sui'an said with a smile: "Little sparrow, this is Fuyou Mountain, it's very dangerous. Don't run around next time."

"It's not because of you!" The bird suddenly became bigger, and then a girl appeared.

Bai Sui'an was so scared that he stepped back several steps and said in shock: "Ying... Yingying!"

Miao Yingying looked unhappy and said annoyedly: "Sister Qingshan, I am not a sparrow, I am the ancient spiritual beast Xuanbi!"

"You...you are not a human being." Bai Sui'an stuttered.

Miao Yingying explained: "When I was a spirit beast, I accidentally fell into the Demon Immortal Formation. Fu Yuan Xianweng saved me. In order to repay him, I promised to be his disciple."

Bai Sui'an showed an expression like this and said, "Yingying, why are you doing in the Demon Realm? It's very dangerous here."

Miao Yingying raised her eyebrows, "Sister Qingshan, I am a spirit beast, I will not be discovered when I come in secret." She took out a letter, "And, I am here to deliver the letter."

Bai Sui'an looked down at the letter stuffed into his hand, confused and said in confusion: "What letter is so important? You have to secretly come to the Demon Realm to send me a message directly?"

"Sister Qingshan, the voice transmission in the Demon Realm cannot be transmitted. This is what fellow practitioner Ren asked me to give to you." Miao Yingying said.

Ren Xilou! Damn, he won’t fall in love with Luo Qingshan, he even asked Miao Yingying to help deliver the letter, which was simply trampling on others’ sincerity.

Bai Sui'an put his hand on Miao Yingying's shoulder and said solemnly: "Yingying, you will not be able to interact with fellow practitioner Ren in the future, he is not worth it."

Miao Yingying didn't understand what she was saying and replied, "I understand, Sister Qingshan, I want to see you this time. I feel relieved when I see you are safe." She made a gesture of worship, "It is not suitable to stay in the Demon Realm for a long time, I will take a step first."

Bai Sui'an immediately waved at her, and Miao Yingying turned into a mysterious bird and flew away.

Bai Sui'an also went back to the room to wash and prepare to go to bed, but found that there was no water in the huge side hall.

How can I wash without water!!!

She felt her head start to hurt, but she didn't dare to ask the people in the Demon Realm. She sat on the stone bench angrily and glanced at the letter on the table, thinking that if you wrote something that you like Luo Qingshan or something like that, I will laugh at you for the rest of your life.

Slim and fair hands opened the envelope rudely, and Bai Sui'an looked at every word on it carefully.

Luo Qingshan opened her in person:

I am a disciple of the Three Qing Sect, Ren Xilou. My letter is here, and I am unblocked with my words, hoping to succeed.

I am writing this letter for the talisman that fell from your hands during the battle of the Demon King. It is to be honest. Such a curse of evil-repelling is created by my junior sister Bai Sui'an, but she has passed away for three years. I am very curious. It has been so long since there will be someone who has this effect. I miss my junior sister very much. If you have too many evil-repelling curse, can you sell me one? I hope you can overcome the difficulties safely and see you again.

The temporary book has come to this point, no more.

Letter: Ren Xilou

Bai Sui'an looked down at the familiar handwriting in a daze, and the fingers holding the letter increased their strength. Her heartless senior brother would be humble for himself, just to ask for the evil-repelling curse.

She sat on the stone bench for a long time, her expression was empty, and the candlelight shone on this beautiful face. I felt pity. If I could survive in Si Wuyuan's hands this time, she must rush to the Sanqing Sect and tell Ren Xilou loudly that I am your junior sister!

But it’s strange that Si Wuyuan arrested her, but it wasn’t really just to find Bai Sui’an and take revenge. He couldn’t help but complain, he was so slim!

She just said nonsense that he had a bad fortune, and he was the Lone Star of Tiansha, and he had to dig a grave to relieve his hatred.

She couldn't figure it out, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she fell asleep in a moment.

"Girl, girl, wake up..."

Bai Sui'an was confused and heard someone calling her gently, stretching her eyelids with difficulty. Seeing Mo Xue looking at her anxiously, she suddenly bounced up and stepped back a little timidly. She was still a little afraid of the demon.

He smiled guiltily, "Beautiful sister, are you...what are you asking me for trouble?"

When Mo Xue heard her call her beautiful sister, she was happy and immediately curled up her lips and said in a sweet voice: "This girl has such a sweet mouth," she paused, "But have you forgotten what you promised to our Lord Demon Lord yesterday?"

Bai Sui'an: Damn! Si Wuyuan will kill me.

He immediately picked up Feng Xiaojian, nodded and said, "Beautiful sister, thank you for reminding me, I'll go right now!" He turned around and left as soon as he finished speaking.

Mo Xue looked at her panic-running back towards the Demon King Palace and teased: "This girl is really interesting."

For the first time, Bai Sui'an felt that the distance from the side hall to the Demon King's Hall was so far away. When she thought of Si Wuyuan's cold and arrogant face, the more she thought about it, the more she felt she was over. She paused and the Demon King's Hall arrived.

He took a deep breath and walked in with his fate.
Chapter completed!