After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

Seeing the little guy holding the magic weapon and grinning, he approached An Yuzhi step by step.

Song Xi's fingers hidden behind his clothes were already slightly curled up, and he gently rubbed the Xuanqing blade on his waist, ready to draw the knife out of its sheath at any time.

Qin Ya relied on herself to lie on her stomach without attracting attention, and kept squinting her eyes to observe the situation secretly. Seeing this scene, she became alert, her arms stretched out, and she was ready to ring the bell on her wrist at any time.

Even Jingchen, who is the most Buddhist in normal times and purely waiting to be arranged, moved his fingers slightly, and the Buddhist beads swayed almost invisible with a trace of Buddha's light.

Although he doesn't understand emotions and desires, and doesn't know what kind of emotion worry is, but he is not stupid, and he still knows how to protect the safety of his companions.

The three people have the same idea, as long as these people dare to take any practical action, they will do it immediately.

Acting and making troubles are secondary, An Yuzhi's safety is still the top priority.

But although the visitor was not kind, it didn't seem so bad.

After the man in the fancy dress finished explaining how to use the magic weapon with a haughty face, the young man carefully held the shape of the magic weapon with both hands piously.

There was no aggressive movement at all, it could even be called gentle, and he gently nodded to An Yuzhi's forehead.

"???"

The three of Song Xi relaxed and continued to observe the situation.

Xiao Luo looked at the white light radiating from the magic weapon, and was obviously taken aback.

My young master's magic weapon is used to test his cultivation.

As long as it is below the Golden Core, it can be detected.

And the white light clearly represented that the person in front of him was an ordinary person with no cultivation at all.

The little boy clicked his tongue lightly, he looked like a dog, but he didn't expect it to be a small dog.

He looked at An Yuzhi's youthful, immature face, and didn't think about the possibility that the other party might be a monk with a Golden Core cultivation.

He is still a trainer.

With a hint of disdain on Xiao Luo's face, he turned his head and said to the man in the fancy dress as if asking for credit, "Master, you are a piece of trash who doesn't know how to get in."

The eyes of the man in Chinese clothes lit up when he heard the words, and his gloomy expression finally eased, "Not bad."

Since he is a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken, it is easy to handle.

"Quick, quick." He raised his hand and beckoned to the followers behind him, "Take him away."

The three of Song Xi breathed a sigh of relief, but they all became nervous again.

In any case, one of An Yu who fainted must not be allowed to be taken away by these people.

But Xiao Luo is like the roundworm in the stomach of the three of them, dancing wildly on the verge of death with precision, just not half a step beyond the minefield.

It's just extreme pulling.

He pointed to the other three people lying on the ground again, "Master, do you want to take these three people away?"

"Test their cultivation." The man in the fancy dress looked greedily at the faces of the three of them.

With the appearance of this sign, even three iron wastes with no cultivation base can be worth a lot of money if sold.

The little guy was once acquainted with each other once, and came directly in front of Jingchen Buddha and took out the magic weapon again, pointing at his forehead, the white light was shining, and he didn't turn his head back in the routine report, "Master, this bald donkey is not Cultivation."

When he got close, Song Xi could see the magic weapon clearly, and he was taken aback for a moment.

It looks very similar to a modern temperature gun.

What kind of fantasy linkage is this horse riding? !

Immediately afterwards, the little guy pulled away Qin Ya, who was lying on her stomach with her head bowed, and gestured with the temperature gun on Qin Ya's forehead.

"Master! You're still a trash! There are a lot of trash today!"

Facing the excited report from the young man, the man in the Chinese suit frowned and hesitated for a moment.

To be honest, he always felt that this combination was a bit strange.

He obviously doesn't look like an ordinary person, but he can't detect any cultivation level with his magic weapon.

Just total rubbish.

It can't be...these three people are all at the Golden Core Stage or above, right? !

A bold conjecture popped up in the man's mind, and then he looked at the three people who were unresponsive and at the mercy of others, and quickly shook his head with a bit of contempt in his eyes.

how is this possible.

The monks in the Jindan period are not Chinese cabbage, and these people are not very old at first glance, only in their teens.

"Test that woman again." The man in the fancy dress narrowed his eyes, and pointed to Song Xi who was farthest away from him.

For the first time, the magic weapon in Xiao Luoluo's hand showed a sporadic green light, and his face suddenly became serious, "Okay, this person is a foundation builder!"

"Master." The young man looked at Song Xi's plain clothes, and boldly guessed, "This person may be a monk thug hired at a high price by these mortals in order to sneak into Yong'an City. Maybe it will destroy our plan."

"Master, do you want to kill her?"

That was a strength comparable to that of his young master.

Qin Ya and Jingchen Fuzi clenched their loose hands again, and even clenched their teeth.

Why are these people so clingy.

Whether it's life or death, can you give me a good word.

"No." The man in the fancy dress frowned, then stretched out, "Take away these wastes and this Foundation Establishment."

After he finished speaking, he went out first.

Unexpectedly, there will be unexpected gains, just a few short of the number of people that Lord Yinyi wants, and there are always a few people in the family, just to stuff this person in to make up the number.

After the man in the fancy dress left, Xiao Luo directed the crowd to carry all four of Song Xi away.

Qin Ya relaxed her arms again, but she was a little irritable.

Damn, these retarded people.

Who are you talking about? !

Whether she can fight or not, her mental state is tense and relaxed for a while, and her whole body is almost on fire.

If you don't compare with the weak and idiot Danxiu Shu Ziran of Shennongmen, she is the lowest cultivation level among the chief disciples of the four great immortal schools.

Today, people are still crazily calling trash in their ears.

The uncle can bear it, but the aunt can't bear it either.

Just as the fire in Qin Ya's heart was burning hotter and hotter, the group of followers turned around and threw them into a backyard, and then they all withdrew.

"???"

Both Song Xi and Qin Ya sat up, looked at the desolate and abandoned courtyard, their faces were confused.

ah?This is the end? ?