The high priest glanced around at everyone present, his stern eyes were like knives, with the intention of killing.
As soon as he said these words, everyone present was panicked.
"Demons?? Are there any remnants of the demons in this world today?"
"Hasn't the demon race been extinct for thousands of years? Why did it appear in the Western Wilderness?"
"What do these demon clan remnants want to do?"
"..."
Everyone exclaimed and looked around vigilantly, fearing that the remnants of the demon clan were around them.
But at this moment, a ball of purple demonic energy flew into Ye Nanyin's side in full view of everyone, and circled around her continuously.
Everyone: "!!?"
Ye Nanyin: "..."
What the hell is this? It almost made her eyes blur.
But... why does it feel so familiar! Why!
Is this the demon clan?
"Ah hahaha! It's Xiao Qi, it's really Xiao Qi. Brother, you are right, Xiao Qi is really back!"
"Xiao Qi, look at me, I'm Fifth Brother! Do you still know Fifth Brother?"
From the purple demonic aura, a handsome and evil face gradually emerged, with red hair and purple eyes, and his voice was constantly trembling with excitement.
Everyone present could only see a ball of crazy demonic energy and could not hear his voice.
But Ye Nanyin heard it clearly!
"Fifth...Fifth brother?...His! Ah..."
Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, Ye Nanyin had a splitting headache. She squatted on the ground holding her head, her whole body shaking constantly.
"Xiaoqi."
"Little sister!"
"Yinyin!"
Many familiar and unfamiliar voices appeared in her mind, but she just couldn't remember them. There was only pain and vague and chaotic afterimages.
It’s so damn painful! It hurts like crazy!
"No! This monster wants to use his body to resurrect his soul. Stop him quickly!" The high priest saw the clues and hurriedly reminded everyone.
Before anyone could react, Xie Ling took the lead and came to Ye Nanyin's side.
His eyebrows were cold, and he unknowingly introduced the demonic energy into the soul nourishing Gu.
"I shouldn't have rescued you and caused trouble for Xiao Qi as soon as I came out!"
This world has long since lost the magic cultivation factor for the demons to survive. Therefore, the demons are very sensitive to the perception of demonic energy.
As soon as Ye Nanfeng followed Xie Ling into the temple, he felt that his own clan was sealed in the Demon Sealing Tower.
He could only temporarily borrow Xie Ling's body to forcefully break the seal.
Unexpectedly, the monster that had been tortured in this Demon Sealing Tower for nearly ten thousand years was actually his fifth brother.
"I'm sorry! Brother, I, I, I was so excited that I couldn't hold it back. What happened to Xiaoqi? She seemed to be feeling very uncomfortable. She..."
"Shut up! You can't let out a trace of demonic energy while shrinking in the soul nourishing Gu." Ye Nanfeng interrupted him with a gloomy voice and bent down to check on Ye Nanyin's situation.
"Little..." As soon as he started speaking, he suddenly realized his identity, "Miss Ye, how are you?"
I heard Ming Jue mention it before. This was the first time he saw Xiao Qi having a headache. Ye Nanfeng was helpless and held her in his arms. Damn it! In front of so many people, he couldn't use magic.
Qi helps Xiao Qi expel the pain.
"Xie Ling, what are you doing? You are still hugging my little junior sister and you are addicted! Hurry up and treat her. Did the evil energy just enter your body?" Yun Tong urged him impatiently.
Ye Nanfeng: "..." He doesn't understand medical skills at all.
Fortunately, at this moment, Nangong Xiao carried Mr. Wu and hurriedly flew over, "Hurry up and show my little apprentice what's going on?"
Mr. Wu hurriedly raised his hand and took Ye Nanyin's pulse, his expression stiffened for a moment.
Under the expectant and worried eyes of several people, Mr. Wu said with difficulty: "She is in good health, has no problems at all, and has no symptoms of demonic energy entering her body."
"This is not demonic energy entering the body, this is Young Master Ye's old problem. Just send her to King Jiuyou to see." The two brothers, Feng Qianmo and Feng Qianxue, walked all the way around before arriving at Ye Nanyin's side.
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"Last time in Southern Wasteland, she also had the same symptoms. As long as she meets the Nine Nether King, she will recover soon."
Ye Nanfeng heard the sound and hurriedly picked up Ye Nanyin to leave.
The high priest of the temple stepped forward and stopped him, "You are not allowed to leave. Until the monster is found, none of you are allowed to leave here."
"Step aside!"
Seeing the girl in his arms curled up in pain, Ye Nanfeng's eyes turned red.
If he didn't want to cause trouble for Xiao Qi, he would really want to tear these sanctimonious divine spiritual practitioners into pieces.
"Nan Feng! Give me Yin Yin."
Ye Nanfeng felt a dark light flash in front of him, and then Ming Jue's tall figure stepped out of the light.
He still wore the mask of ghosts and ghosts, and the already stern person was filled with a gloomy evil spirit.
Ye Nanfeng put the person into his arms without hesitation, "Ming Jue, Xiao Qi..."
"No problem." Ming Jue gently transferred her soul power to her, and soon her symptoms were relieved.
Ming Jue's palm discharged more and more impurities from the Demon-Slaying Nail.
Ye Nanyin leaned exhausted on Ming Jue's shoulder and took a deep breath, then slowly opened her eyes.
The first thing that caught his eye was that he was wearing a ghost figure. Ye Nanyin blurted out and called him: "Jue...Brother Jue!"
Ming Jue's distressed eyes were filled with a hint of surprise, and the hand that wanted to take off the mask froze.
"Yinyin, do you feel like your head doesn't hurt now that you see me wearing this ghostly mask?"
"It doesn't seem to hurt anymore!" Ye Nanyin closed her eyes hard, opened them again, and said confusedly: "It's so strange, it's like I'm in a dream, and I feel like I've known you for a long time in the dream!"
"Then do you still remember what you called me in your dream?" Ming Jue stared into her eyes for a moment.
"Brother Jue?" That's how she called him in the dream, familiar and kind.
Ye Nanyin responded to him in a strange way. After reacting, she suddenly felt a little ashamed.
"No? King Jiuyou, why are you here at this spirit fighting conference? It turns out that you are wearing my ghost mask, you really can't knock all the girls away."
"..." Ming Jue was a little unhappy, "Call me brother Jue, or...husband."
"Ah?" Isn't it more shameful to call your husband a genius?
"I was shouting in a dream, in a dream! In reality, I am more accustomed to calling you Jiuyou King."
"Yinyin, I think about it every day and dream about it at night! Even in your dream, you felt that calling Jiuyou King was too outrageous. You bathed and slept with me, and you still..."
"Brother...Brother Jue, stop talking! There are so many people here! I'm shy!" Ye Nanyin compromised. She wanted to be embarrassed in front of everyone!
Hearing that she remembered Ming Jue, Ye Nanfeng's nervous heart trembled, "Little..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Ming Jue gave him a reminding look, and he quickly changed his words: "Ye...Miss Ye, did you dream of anything else? For example...other brothers?"
"No!" Ye Nanyin stared at him suspiciously, "Why do you ask this?"