I'm being targeted by the villains

Mr. Zhang stood up from the chair. He put a distance away from Li Changxi, put his hand on the rope and slowly groped, as if the rope inside his hand would be wiped out as soon as he didn't exert any force on his wrist.

Li Changxi had been in this dilapidated house for a long time, Xu Anyan next to him was doing nothing, and all the spirit beasts around him appeared.

Days like this made her feel like she was a child again. Anyway, she had already done one deal, so what's the point of doing it again, right?
Thinking of this, Li Changxi stared into Mr. Zhang's eyes: "Okay, I will make a deal with you, save me."

"Have you ever heard of the Devil's Cult?" Mr. Zhang made a gasp.

When Li Changxi heard this word, his whole body trembled, almost chirping: "I've heard of it? What's wrong?"

"The one who saved you this time is not me, but someone from the Devil's Cult."

After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, he didn't give Li Changxi a chance to reflect. His hand swung the rope on Li Changxi's body and then disappeared, and it was the three people in the room who disappeared at any time.

Everything seems to be hidden in the air, all the conversations and transactions just now seem to have disappeared completely, and what does the Devil's Cult mean to them?

Wen Qing's reflex arc can also be considered long, and Wen Qing only remembered after everything was settled with Wen Zian: "I don't feel good."

Wen Qing suddenly patted her thigh: "You said you tied up Li Changxi and Xu Anyan, and it's been many days now, do you want to let him go?"

Wen Qing's speech seemed weak, as if she was discussing, but in fact, it was as if she was giving an order.

The two smart men next to each other glanced at each other as if they were going to become smart, and there was a smile on the corners of their mouths: "Okay, since my cousin wants to rescue the two of them, let's rescue them."

　This person is really an old fox. It is clear that this matter has nothing to do with him. Maybe the words are spoken as if they are giving Wen Qing a favor.

Wen Qing couldn't help touching her temples, there was already a fox like Gu Changqing by her side, she didn't expect to have a fox like Wen Zian again, in the future, I can imagine how miserable her life will be.

But the really hard days have not yet come. When they arrived at the dilapidated hut, the three of them looked around and saw no figures of Li Changxi and Xu Anyan.

Wen Qing touched her hair, and she didn't feel a little lost when she spoke: "I said, cousin, you are too considerate of me, you think the two of them are not good people, just tie them up, but now they are still Don't let me save them."

In Wen Qing's heart, she thought that Wen Zian had lied to them, but she saw the man opened the doors and windows and looked around: "Cousin, it's really not that I lied to you, I obviously tied the two of them here It's inside, and it's our Wen family's unique life-threatening rope, how did the two of them break free no matter what."

"Death rope?" Wen Qing's attention was instantly attracted by this unique term.

But Gu Changqing just glanced at her, the man's expression was as indifferent as the green hills in the distance.

"The death-death rope is a unique artifact of your Wen family. No matter whether it is a human monster in the three realms or any one of them, as long as you are bound by the life-death rope, you can't open it without spending thousands of years. The two of them It shouldn't be that high in martial arts."

In the end, Gu Changqing expressed his conclusion, and Wen Qing's face was like a steamed bun: "Whether the two of them have such high martial arts or not, the fact is in front of us, and now we can't see the two of them." gone."

　To be honest, even if she couldn't see them, Wen Qing didn't seem so anxious. After all, these two people should get their retribution for having offended so many people before.

Instead, Gu Changqing wandered around the room and found something. Suddenly, the man's tall nose took advantage of the movement of breathing, and there was an indescribable charm.

"Do you think there is something wrong?" Wen Qing felt that something was wrong when she saw the man showing such an expression.

"Have you ever smelled a different smell in the surrounding air?"

"No...a different smell?" Wen Qing inhaled vigorously twice, but she could only smell the bad smell of rotten wood and the fishy smell that seemed to be absent from the surroundings, but she couldn't smell any strange smell.

It's just that Wen Zian sniffed it a little bit, and his expression suddenly changed. Although the two men in front of him didn't say anything, Wen Qing felt like she was being played around like a monkey: "What's the difference? smell?"

Wen Qing felt that his IQ was like a child's when facing the two men in front of him, but he didn't know how cute his eyes were like round grapes.

The man said directly: "There is a strong monster's breath in the air, could it be that the painter has been here?"

Gu Changqing directly denied her words: "It is impossible for the painter to have such a strong monster aura, this aura seems to be..."

When he said this, he frowned and didn't continue, but this caught Wen Qing's appetite.

The woman looked at her eyebrows left and right as if she was Gu Changqing's expression, Wen Qing didn't realize that her current actions had a high degree of overlap with Gu Changqing's.

Wen Zian continued his words: "Such a strong monster's breath... It's like the breath of the Devil's Cult."

"Devil... Demon Cult?" Wen Qing spit out these two words and almost laughed. This name is like in a martial arts novel. Is there a decisive battle against Guangmingding?

But when Gu Changqing explained it to him, she didn't have the mood to laugh.

Although all things in the three realms grow freely, there are laws that must be followed in the dark. For example, people are higher than monsters, and immortals are higher than everyone. If you want to become a god, it is only natural. , but if a monster wants to become a god, it is cast aside in the Three Realms.

This kind of rule has been in operation for thousands or even tens of millions of years, and all monsters must listen to an organization that is the Devil's Cult.

It can be said that the Demon Cult is the origin of monsters and all things, just like a fairyland, just like a fairyland is a place that both gods and humans yearn for.

"The Devil's Cult is the base camp of monsters. No matter what monsters we encounter on the road, we must obey the orders of the Demon Realm?" Wen Qing's reaction was fairly fast, and she spoke her thoughts after listening to the two of them explaining.

Gu Changqing nodded: "Yes, I have never heard such a strong monster information except for the Demon Sect."

Gu Changqing paced on the chair, but before his body could collide with each other, the man suddenly bounced away as if he bumped into something at the same time.