Flower Master in the City

Kamajing is actually a lake, but its shape is narrow and round, and it is not bottomed, so it is called a well.

Legend has it that the ancestor of the Ji clan hunted and killed a great demon here, so it is also known as a demon hunter.

At this time, three thin old men in red robes stood by the lake, maintaining a position similar to an equilateral triangle. Everyone bowed slightly, printed on their hands, knelt on one knee, and did not blink their eyes. Blinked and looked at the calm lake.

"The time is coming, why the nine sons haven't come out yet!"

One of the elders, who had no need to face them, said with worry, "Will something happen?"

The red-bearded old man on the right hand replied in a deep voice: "No, it's printed, and the heart is still up, nothing will happen."

"However, it's almost reaching the limit."

The old man with broken eyebrows on the right hand side of the red-bearded old man replied: "If there is half a stick of incense, even if Jiu Gongzi can hold on, we can't hold it."

While speaking, a series of bubbles suddenly appeared on the lake.

In a short while, the bubbles grew and grew bigger and bigger.

"what!"

A figure burst out of the lake like a dragon. After tens of feet in the air, it swung away from the waves on the body and fell back to the ground, but it was a handsome young man.

"Nine Young Master!"

The three elders immediately took the handprints and called respectfully.

The young son didn't respond, but just carried the aura and steamed all the water on his body, then took out a set of clean new clothes from the storage bag placed by the lake.

At this time, he moved his eyes to look at the three old men, and said lightly: "Get up all."

The three elders looked at each other, slowly got up, and remained silent for several seconds. The needless elder couldn't help but ask: "Nine Young Master, I wonder if you have reached the bottom of the Demon Hunting Well?"

"No."

The young man shook his head rather unhappily, "This well is not bottomed out. Below a hundred meters is like an ice cave, and below a thousand meters is like a **** of fire. When it dives to nine thousand nine hundred meters, it is already at the limit. Go down, I'm afraid my soul will be annihilated."

When the three old men heard this, they couldn't help showing disappointment.

"It's only a hundred feet away."

The old man with red beard sighed with regret.

The old man with broken eyebrows was a little hesitant, and after a while he said, "Since the difference is only a hundred meters away, can the Nine Young Master see a little bit of the bottom scene?"

"can not see."

The young man said impatiently: "When you go down to Qianzhang, the spiritual eye is basically useless. When you reach five thousandzhang, even the divine sense can't come out of the shell."

"How is that good?"

The red-bearded old man frowned tightly, "If I don't take out the thing at the bottom of the well, how can I bring the Lord back to life?"

The old man with broken eyebrows shook his head and said, "I can only say that the chance is not here."

"How could it not be there."

There is no need for the old man to be a little dissatisfied, and he shouted angrily: "Now that the sacred fire is everywhere on the Xianyun Continent, the two guardians on the left and the right have appeared, and the four ambassadors have also become the second. It is the time when my sacred religion is reviving. "

"I don't care whether you are holy or not, the son will not go anymore anyway."

The young man said with an unhappy expression: "I'm going to you, or you can find someone else."

"Jiu Gongzi, what you said is a bit out of date."

There is no need for the old man's eyes to sink, and he said coldly: "Don't forget, we made you, and we pushed you to the primordial spirit stage. As a condition, you must be the saint child of the falling fire envoy."

"Not bad."

The old man with broken eyebrows also suddenly became stern, "If you want to go back, then we will take back everything you got, including your life!"

Obviously, the young man had already endured to the limit of these three elders. He simply put his hands on the picks and spread his hands: "OK, take it back for you, and order you to take it back.

Anyway, you didn't regard me as a young man, you just used me as a tool. In order to get things from the bottom of the well, you didn't consider my young man's feelings at all. "

"Okay, stop complaining, everyone will fight fire."

The red-bearded old man persuaded softly, "Nine Young Master, don't be so depressed.

As long as you take out the things at the bottom of the well, and when the Falling Flame is resurrected, you will naturally be able to regain your freedom. We will not pester you anymore, and we will give you a batch of natural treasures, enough for you to dominate. "

"Don't cross the river and demolish the bridge then thank God."

The young son naturally would not believe in such empty words, but his life was controlled by others, and he had to submit.

The red-bearded old man said very sincerely: "Don't worry, we have sworn a poisonous oath to our ancestors. If we break the oath, the heaven will die."

There is no need for the elder to add: "When we entered the church, we had already paid our hearts and souls to the sacred fire of our ancestors, so we would never break our oath."

"You are a surrendered boy. Even if the Falling Flame is resurrected, you will gain Yu Ze and become a candidate for my next emissary."

The old man with broken eyebrows was not without temptation and persuaded: "When the time comes, you will really become the Ninth Young Master, and we old people still have to look to you."

"hope so."

The young man is not so persuasive, but his rebellious mood is not so strong anymore, "Forget it today, wait for a few days off and try again."

There is no need for the old man to say with some worries: "It's better to do it as soon as possible, so that there are more nights and dreams."

The old man with broken eyebrows obviously feels that it is not appropriate to delay: "Yes, if the people on the mysterious fairy gate are aware of it, then all previous efforts will be abandoned."

"There are three Chiqiong fruits here, which can restore your spiritual power, as well as the loss of blood energy."

The red-bearded old man took out a red transparent fruit from his arms and handed it to the young son, "We don't have much time, we must hurry up, we can't afford to delay it."

At this time, a short-footed skeleton ran from a distance, rushed to the front and said: "Report.

The ghost king brought the three princesses and two strange women over here. "

"What is he doing here?"

The old man with broken eyebrows was puzzled and muttered to himself.

There is no need for the old man to make some unknown guesses: "Isn't it because you want to take back the Demon Well?"

"The Kamajing is originally something of our Wanhuo sect. This Wangui cave was lent to them by my teaching ten thousand years ago."

The red-bearded old man opened his eyes angrily and stared at the one-horned ghost king and others who came from a distance.

"Don't make any noise, I will deal with him."

The young son was the first to calm down, and said lightly: "What he says is my uncle, as long as things are not revealed, he will not do anything to me."

As he was talking, the one-horned ghost king and the three princesses, as well as Liu Meng and Liu Yunman, and others have already reached the front of the Demon Well.

"Uncle, third cousin, why are you free to come here."

The young son tidyed up his clothes a little, and greeted him with a smile, "Let a few little ghosts be notified in advance, and I will be ready to prepare some good wine and food."

The one-horned ghost king still maintained the dignity of the ghost king in front of this young son, and said in a squeaky tone: "Uh, there is no need for food and drink. I came to you because there are some things that need to be confirmed with you.

"I don't know what is going on?"

The voice of the young man glanced at Liu Meng and Liu Yunman, "I wonder who these two fairies are?"

Liu Meng was too lazy to talk nonsense. He didn't like to make a roundabout, and asked straightforwardly: "Are you the one who plays with fire or water?"

"It is Wanyuan Spark Sect, or Wanhuo Sect for short."

Liu Yunman reminded in a low voice.

"who cares."

Liu Meng waved his hand indifferently and pointed at the young man in front of him, "You better not lie. I have learned a lot from my husband and can see through the truth and lies at a glance."

"The truth and the lie should be heard, right? What does it have to do with seeing?"

The young prince smiled faintly, and pretended to say calmly: "What's more, before questioning, should the two fairies present themselves to show their politeness?"

"Answer whatever you ask, don't think about changing the subject."

Liu Meng was a little upset, except for Xia Tian and the group of sisters, she was most annoyed by others to correct her grammatical errors.

Liu Yunman answered the young son's question: "We came from the ethereal immortal gate. There was an order issued by Empress Ji. We came to Wangui Cave specifically to investigate the traces of the Wanhuo cult."

Sure enough, it was from the ethereal immortal gate, I thought of coming so fast! The young son and the three old men looked at each other, and each saw the panic and suspicion in each other's heart.

"The two fairies have come to the wrong place. We have nothing to do with Wanhuo Sect."

With a kind smile on his face, the young man said humbly: "Of course, if there is a clue, we will definitely reply in time."

Liu Meng shook his head: "No, you are lying."

"Oh, how can you see it?"

The young man was shocked, but his face didn't show the slightest sign, he was still quite indifferent.

Liu Meng said impatiently: "If you don't see anything, when I look at you, I know that you are definitely not good people, and you must have done nothing good."

The old man with the red beard couldn't help speaking at this time: "Although we are ghosts, we are not outside the evil spirits. Even if the two fairies belong to the ethereal immortal gate, we can't slander us for no reason."

"Is there any slander? Try it."

Liu Meng smiled, squeezed his fist and hit the old man with red beard.

With this punch, there was almost no sign, the red beard old man was startled in a cold sweat, and he was too late to retreat. He was hit by the fist wind, flew back dozens of steps, and fell to the side of the Demon Hunting Well! The other two elders were furious. Qi Qi stopped Liu Meng and shouted openly: "Why, there is no evidence, and they hit people. Are the people of the ethereal immortal door so rude and rude?"

"Evidence, what kind of evidence, my fist is the evidence."

Liu Meng was here to find a fight, and other things were not in her mind at all. Seeing these two people dared to stop her, her interest suddenly increased.

After a while, the three elders were a little overwhelmed.

"Uncle, what do you mean?"

The young son couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and he shouted at the one-horned ghost king and asked: "If you have any opinions on me, why do you let outsiders do something to the three elders of our clan?"