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Yitong looked coldly at the man on the branch: "I think it's better for you to listen to him." ”

"Haha!" The man on the branch looked up and smiled: "I forgot to tell you, I am the third prince of the Black Mountain Great Immortal, my name is Ying Wuji, soon, soon you will become my corpse puppet......"

"Are you finished?" Xiao Chen's eyes were extremely cold: "Where is the seventh day of the first month, before you die, it is best for someone to be able to bring her out......"

"Who is the seventh year of the first month?" Ying Wuji raised his head and smiled: "I have only heard of the fifth and sixth of the first month, the eighth and ninth days of the first month, but I have never heard of the seventh ...... of the first month" At the end, he looked at Xiao Chen coldly.

"Huh-" With a wind sound, Xiao Chen instantly moved to his side, and said coldly: "You still have one chance, where is she ......?"

"You!" Ying Wuji's eyes opened, he didn't expect him to be so fast, and immediately cast a stealth technique, but Xiao Chen's hand stretched back, pressed him on the shoulder accurately, and smashed him to the ground with force, and suddenly dust was everywhere.

Yitong's body moved, snatched back the gourd, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, lead the way." ”

"You!" Shadow Wuji stepped back, made a seal, and instantly turned into several doppelgangers, and Dusty Feihua smiled faintly: "What? more than human?" With a wave of the feather fan, more than a dozen doppelgangers suddenly appeared, surrounding several doppelgangers of Ying Wuji.

"You, you ......" Ying Wuji's face changed suddenly, and now he realized that these three people were not idle, and he had been calculated by a thousand kills! Thinking of this, he made a seal again, and performed the stealth technique, as if he disappeared in an instant, and actually ran towards the mountain.

"Replace him, chase after him!"

As soon as Xiao Chen's three figures moved, they immediately chased them up the mountain, and when they were halfway up the mountain, they suddenly saw the entrance of a cave. It was pitch black inside, revealing a bloody aura, and he said contemplatively: "It should be running inside, chasing!"

"Wait!" Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and stared at the dark and endless cave, and suddenly remembered the blood bat cave that he and Xiaoyue and his party met when they went to Fengyun Wufu City, and the group almost died in the cave that time.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of "evil" in the cave, followed by a thick bloody breath, and the pupils shouted: "It's not good! It's a blood demon!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a large area of red blood mist swept out of the cave, no, it was not blood mist, but a dense blood demon, blood demons are different from corpse demons, they specialize in cannibalizing human essence blood and spirits, once ordinary people touch it a little, they will immediately be eaten into a white bone, they are masters of cultivation, and they don't want to encounter this kind of evil thing.

"Evil!" The overwhelming blood demon attacked like a weaving web, Xiao Chen immediately sacrificed the blood lotus demon blade, the blood lotus demon blade was also bloodthirsty, and with one slash, the red knife immediately devoured a large piece of blood demon, but there were too many blood demons, even if there was a blood lotus demon blade in hand, it would not be able to resist the blood demon surging like a tide at this moment.

Soon, the three of them were surrounded by the overwhelming blood demons, and the dust-stained non-flower feather fan waved: "The flowers fall overnight and leave no dust!" Suddenly, three white rays shot out, but only a small piece of blood demons were killed, which was not as good as Xiao Chen's blood lotus demon blade.

"Evil!" There are more and more blood demons, as if endless, the clothes of the three of them are stained with blood, and the dust stained Feihua looked at the dirty things on the sleeves, and frowned: "The clothes I just changed yesterday are damnable, I have to set fire to this place when I turn around!"

Yitong's eyebrows were deeply locked: "It's not okay to consume it like this, you guys are closer to me!" The two didn't say much, and immediately leaned next to him, and then only heard him shout: "Demon God Realm!"

In an instant, the three of them seemed to disappear in place, and in the next moment, they were already in the cave, far away from the entanglement of those blood demons.

"Shadow Wuji is still there, chase after it!" the three of them immediately chased inside, and in front, Shadow Wuji ran quickly, shouting to the Black Cave Mountain disciples in the cave as he ran: "Quick! Stop them! Don't let them disturb the Venerable Refining Furnace Ding! Kill! Not a single one will be left!"

Soon, there were many disciples of the Black Cave Mountain to stop it, but this group of small minions could only drag down time at most, the three Buddhas blocked and killed the Buddha, and the gods blocked and killed the gods, and soon rushed inside, surrounded by ghostly fires, like a deep hall, the stone walls were crawling with black vines, and the surroundings were very quiet, and the sound of dripping water could be heard.

"Where is this?"

"I don't know, be careful, that person will be invisible, he should be hiding here. ”

The three of them moved slowly and vigilantly, and suddenly, Xiao Chen sensed a hint of murderous intent coming, stretched out his left hand, and choked the throat of Ying Wuji, who was killed by stealth attack, and the dazzling pupil flicked his fingers, flicking off a dagger he stabbed at Xiao Chen.

"Say!Where is the seventh day of the first month!" Xiao Chen's eyes were fierce, and he increased his strength when he spoke, Ying Wuji was almost out of breath, and he sneered: "You...... You said that the second brother brought back the furnace ding yesterday, and now it must have been enjoyed by the father-in-law......

"What are you talking about!" At this moment, Xiao Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and he raised his hand to shatter his Yuan Soul, and the dust stained Fei stretched out his hand: "Wait!"

Before that, after hearing Ying Wuji's words, Dusty Feihua's face changed seriously for a moment, and at this time, he looked at Ying Wuji coldly and said, "Take us to see the old ghost of Black Mountain, otherwise we will kill you!"

"Hehe!" Shadow Wuji was not afraid to laugh back: "You dare to kill me, kill me, none of you can escape, my father-in-law will avenge me, you will all be refined into corpse puppets, you know what it is like to be refined into corpse puppets alive? hehe......

"Oh, is it?" "Bright Hitomi walked over slowly, looked into his eyes, and said slowly, "Do you really think that only you can refine puppets? If I refine you into a corpse puppet, I will definitely retain your consciousness and make you unforgettable this taste for the rest of your life......"

At the end, a strange light flashed in his pupils, and Ying Wuji's face changed: "You, who are you!"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is to take us to meet the old ghost of Montenegro immediately, maybe you still have a chance to live......"

Ying Wuji swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with a pale face: "Okay, if you are brave enough, you will come with me......"

Xiao Chen threw him down and put the Blood Lotus Demon Blade against his shoulder: "Lead the way!"

After a stick of incense, the three of them followed Ying Wuji to a stone hall, the door of the hall was closed, and Ying Wuji sneered: "Don't blame me for not reminding you later, it was you who came to send you to death......"

"Don't talk nonsense!

"Rumble", the stone door slowly opened, Ying Wuji had a dark smile on his face, Xiao Chen took the knife and walked him inside, the light pupils and the dust-stained Feihua were on guard, the space inside was very large, and the footsteps could be heard.

Suddenly, countless fires lit up, and I saw sixteen large jars placed under a big black tree not far away, and in each jar was a girl in the prime of her life, and those girls closed their eyes lightly, soaked in the jar, and had no clothes on their bodies.

"Wuji child, why didn't you notify your father first...... Who are you?"

Suddenly, two lantern-like green eyes lit up in the darkness, which looked extremely terrifying, Xiao Chen looked at the strange scene in front of him, the sixteen girls must be the furnace ding, and there was a person tied to the black tree, it was the seventh day of the first month.

"The seventh day of the first month!"

The seventh day of the first month was already weak at this time, and there was not much left of the life element, so he slowly opened his eyes, and fainted again after softly reciting the phrase "Lord ......".

Xiao Chen clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes were about to split, Yi Tong walked to his side, gently pressed his shoulder, and then said to the old ghost of Montenegro: "I have heard that the ancestor of Montenegro uses the living as the furnace and practices the art of immortality. ”

The Black Mountain Ancestor raised his head and smiled, and shook the stone hall: "You trespassed into the cultivation land of the Immortals, do you think you can still get out alive? Hurry up and let go of my Wuji child, maybe when the Immortals refine you into corpse puppets, it will make you suffer a little less." ”

Ying Wuji smirked, "Why don't you take the knife down yet?"

Xiao Chen stared at the eyes in the darkness and said coldly: "What do you mean is that the deal is not sold......"

"Presumptuous!" the Black Mountain Ancestor drank coldly, but as soon as the words fell, he only heard a snort, blood splattered, and the head of Shadow Wuji had already flown out.

"Infinite Child—"

Today's fourth watch has ended, and I will finally say a digression***

Some friends have repeatedly asked, why do you have to pay for genuine copies of pirated novels that you can read? Is it stupid?

Gu Yi has always believed that people who are willing to pay to buy genuine copies are worthy of respect, especially in this country where the awareness of copyright is extremely weak, and the consciousness of paying to support the author is above the average level in terms of moral cultivation alone.

And a book, how many people are willing to subscribe to the genuine version, it affects the subsequent development of the book, many times, we read a book, at the beginning it was good, but in the end, it became more and more watery, more and more rotten, all of them were saliva stories that made up the number of words, and even directly ended up with eunuchs.

Why? What is the cause of this vicious circle? Is it the author's fall? Or is Jiang Lang exhausted?

No, every author has a good story in his heart, but when they find that there are few people who subscribe to what they write, but there are many people who watch pirated copies, they can only apply to the editor for a monthly subsistence of 800 yuan.

800 yuan, excluding the monthly rent of the small bungalow, water and electricity, how much is left? Can it be sustained until next month?

In this anxious state, they began to wonder if they were not good enough to write, so they wrote more attentively, repeatedly revised, they forgot to eat noodles, and they wrote until midnight, their back hurt, their cervical spine was not good, they gritted their teeth, their eyes were bloodshot, and they continued to write.

However, gradually, they found that what they wrote, whether good or bad, always looked at pirated copies, and only a small part of those who subscribed to genuine copies were still so few, so gradually, they despaired, no matter how good they wrote, it was useless, and they could only receive 800 subsistence allowances per month.

In this situation of not even having enough to eat, they gradually become discouraged, and at this time, some "seniors" will tell them: "Are you stupid? If you spend so much time conceiving, carving, and revising, it is better to write more words and receive a few hundred yuan more for full attendance." ”

They gritted their teeth after hearing this, no, I wrote for the original intention, I want to write the story in my heart, I can't do this, but soon, the water and electricity bills have not been paid, the power will be cut off at home next month, and the discount bread in the supermarket is almost gone, so they gritted their teeth again: "I spent this month, and I started to write well!"

However, in fact, many times once some things start, there is no turning back, they finally learned to be opportunistic, and began to write some saliva stories, vulgar stories to make up the number of words, and strive to be able to receive an extra 300 yuan for full attendance, and finally, someone finally couldn't help it, pointed at his nose and scolded fiercely: "The more you write, the more rubbish it gets! You weren't like this at the beginning, where did your dream and your original intention go!"

But they didn't know when they scolded that it was precisely because of them and the groups who were unwilling to pay to subscribe to the genuine version that the author's original intention and the author's dream had long been shattered, so in reality, there were more and more novels that made up the number of words like this, which was the bitter wine they brewed.

Although, they never understood and could not understand.

And in the end, the small number of people who were willing to pay to subscribe to the genuine version finally frowned, frowning and asking: "Why is the writing not as good as before? Are you tired?"

The author was silent for a long time, and finally they knelt down with a thud and burst into tears: "I'm sorry, when I have money, I must still write the original story, I must write it well, and I will not let you down......"

However, in fact, once people kneel for a long time, they can no longer stand up, so many years later, they also said to the new author: "Are you stupid? It is better to spend so much time conceiving, carving, and revising than to write more words and receive a few hundred dollars more for full attendance." When they said this, they had tears in their eyes.

This is the current situation of the vast majority of authors in China, so why do some people still have to pay to support genuine copies even though they know that there are free pirated copies? Not because they are stupid, but because there is an author they like, a story they like, and they want him to stand and eat to his heart's content, and then there is a good story to tell.

The Nine Realms have come to this day, there are still many stories to be continued, if you like the story of the Nine Realms, then Gu Yi implores you to subscribe to support the genuine version, in fact, it doesn't cost much, but it is the biggest motivation for Gu Yi to write a book, Gu Yi really, I don't want to end up becoming an author like the above.

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