Looking at Su Changluo's smiling eyes, Elder Gu Ruo turned his head, with a look of no desire to cry. What a bad luck!
The two elders of the Danyin Sect and the Beast Control Sect were not successful at their start, but the Weapon Refining Sect was still quite satisfied.
They had a lot of inventory and good luck. They encountered a tide of beasts attacking the village. A thunderbolt and fire bomb fell, killing a group of low-level monsters. They also used magic weapons to strengthen the village walls for the villagers. Now their scores are high, second only to Kunwu.
Jian Zong, tied for second place with Xuanyuan Zong.
After dealing with these elders, Su Changluo suddenly felt the pendant hanging on his chest flicker, emitting a scorching heat.
"."
In the demon hall, the demon king with silver hair and red eyes was sitting on the throne, holding a snow-white kitten in his arms.
Below, in the trapped formation, Ning Xi slowly opened her eyes and woke up.
She looked at the unfamiliar environment with confusion in her eyes.
But just when she turned to look at the person on the throne, she suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her head. After the stinging, her consciousness gradually became clearer.
She looked at the person on the throne with a flash of disbelief in her eyes.
"Is it you?"
"Why?"
The silver-haired Demon Lord on the throne walked down, with a smile on his lips.
"Then why? It's just a different stance."
He said, looking at Ning Xi,
"As for you, his affection for you lasts for thousands of years."
Although he had found her, he was worried that her soul would be damaged, so for her safety, he left her in the Spirit Gathering Array in Beihuang to recuperate.
But how could his senior brother know that all this was just a trap set by him.
It was true a thousand years ago, and it will be true a thousand years later.
Ning Xi looked at the person in front of her, her eyes filled with confusion.
"millennium?"
"What's the meaning?"
Her long eyelashes tremble slightly, has it been a thousand years?
"Where is my master, how is he?"
The silver-haired Demon Lord lowered his body slightly and smiled at Ning Xi,
"Don't worry, he will come to accompany you soon."
Ning Xi's expression changed slightly after hearing this, and she stood up to rush out, but was blocked by the formation again.
She tried her best to break out of the formation, but it was all to no avail.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Ning Xi looked at the person in front of her and shouted hoarsely,
"Master, Master, they are all so kind to you!"
But the Demon Lord lowered his eyes and smiled, his red eyes bottomless.
"Yeah, they were very nice to me, it's just a pity."
He said, looking at the gloomy sky outside,
"So, you can take it as my reward and I will give your old lover a place to express your heartfelt feelings."
He said, holding the white kitten and walked out.
"The world of demons is really, really uncomfortable."
The silver-haired demon sighed slightly. He lowered his head and looked at the snow-white kitten in his arms.
"I heard that the new generation of the Seven Sects has produced many talented disciples, why don't we go and meet them?"
He hasn't been to the human race for several years.
"."
In Taoyuan Town, Chu Yanshu was still in a coma.
Sang Luo checked all his spiritual energy and found that it was as messy as a chicken coop, so he started to sort out his spiritual energy.
Outside, the villagers in Taoyuan Town were still kneeling, fearing that Sang Luo and the others would kill them all.
After kneeling for more than an hour, the old mayor couldn't hold it any longer.
It's spring in the mortal world now, and when the cold wind blows, the old patriarch can't stand it anymore and almost faints.
Yun He looked at the embroidery room and curled his lips, took his Qiankun bag and went out.
Lin Qinghan didn't know what she was going to do, so he followed her.