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

at the same time.

Outside Yong'an City where many personal descendants are located.

With one hand behind his back, the old man in white shirt held a large string of messenger stones in the other, looking down quietly with downcast eyes.

The few monks who followed behind were not weak, and they couldn't wait to glue their eyes to the messenger stone in his hand.

The formation at this time is already different from when Song Xi and many personal heirs mixed in. From the outside of the formation of Yong'an City, it is impossible to see the scene inside clearly.

The old man stepped on the void, his eyes glowed slightly with golden light, he looked mysterious and sacred and inviolable, adding a touch of dignity to his somewhat soft face throughout his life.

"Old Ancestor, what's the situation?" Not far behind him, stepping on a flying talisman, the old man in a green robe looked a little anxious, with his sleeves tucked into his arms, flying back and forth like headless flies. .

While asking anxiously, he subconsciously reached out to touch the storage bag, and then remembered that his messenger stone had been taken away by Patriarch Changyi.

"..."

Sin ah.

Elder Su Qi of Shennongmen couldn't help but cast his gaze on Patriarch Changyi resentfully, like a little daughter-in-law who has been bullied.

"You mean your apprentice?"

Patriarch Changyi responded casually, "I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry."

The golden light in his eyes became brighter, and he quickly locked Shu Ziran and Kou Junwu who were like thieves outside a private house.

The two disciples of Shennongmen were together with Ye Wangyou and Wei Qinghuai, and there was a cute little girl squatting next to them. If he remembered correctly, it should be Ding Yilan, the junior sister of Yuling Mountain.

"???"

It was obviously a pleasure to find someone, but the scene in front of him, even Patriarch Changyi, almost froze.

Leaving aside the fact that several people are squatting outside other people's houses like thieves, it is obviously the rhythm of making trouble.

Speaking of Kou Junwu alone, his weapon is a long whip, which is no longer wrapped around his waist ready to go, but has tied Shu Ziran up.

The world is going downhill, and people's hearts are immortal.

Let the majestic chief of Shennongmen twist on the ground like a maggot.

Kou Junwu kept his eyes fixed, as if he was carefully peeping at the situation in the house.

Ye Wangyou next to him leaned against the wall and yawned unhurriedly, as if he was indifferent to the farce in front of him.

Shen Xiaobai and Ding Yilan got together and didn't know what they were muttering, but they looked at the alchemy furnace in Shen Xiaobai's hand that was always eager to try, raising and lowering it, gesticulating wildly at Shu Ziran.

I knew it would be absolutely fine.

In short, the scene is extremely weird.

"How is it?" Great Elder Su Qi of Shennongmen became more nervous when he saw Patriarch Changyi's expression.

Patriarch Changyi couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "Your sect is playing pretty."

He decided to relocate Leifeng when he returned.

The style of Shennong's sect is too weird, so don't let his young disciples who are young and young get spoiled.

"So how are they doing now?" Elder Su Qi of Shennongmen couldn't hear Patriarch Changyi's muttering, and couldn't help asking, "Do you need us old guys to go in and help?"

Changyi Patriarch stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at Song Xi who was setting up formation in front of the silver-clothed face on the other side, pondered for a while, and opened his mouth: "The situation is very serious, please don't act rashly."

Then, as if his conscience found out, he added thoughtfully, "Don't worry, none of them are life-threatening."

But it's hard to guarantee whether the spirit is still normal or not.

While Kou Junwu was observing the situation in the house like a chicken and a dog, he didn't forget to beep softly with Shen Xiaobai and complain about Shu Ziran.

"I beg you, can you refine a elixir to clear Shu Ziran's brain." Kou Junwu said seriously, "His brain has not been very bright since he fell into the water while fishing for fish in the back mountain."

"Huh?" The innocent little white rabbit Ding Yilan believed it was true, and asked Shu Ziran, who was twisted like a maggot, with concern, "So are you out of your mind?"

Shu Ziran has nothing to love: "..."

If you want him to say, the Mo family is just such a big place, wouldn't he propose to just break in and rob it?

He's not an impulsive person, so he just made a suggestion, a little ready to move——

As for directly tying him here?

His majestic Shennongmen senior brother also needs to face.

The elders of the various sects behind were very worried about the situation in the city, but none of them dared to act rashly.

Although Patriarch Changyi is aggressive and like an old urchin, he has a very high level of cultivation, and his ability to command and fight is also recognized as very strong.

According to rumors, in the sect qualifying competition of the ancestor of Changyi that year, not only won the championship in the team competition, but also broke the record of the lowest casualties, unprecedented and unprecedented.

No one would doubt Patriarch Changyi's combat ability, nor would anyone doubt his selfishness.

After all, several of his precious apprentices were also in Yong'an City, so many elders and sect masters naturally felt that Patriarch Changyi must also be very anxious.

They all believed that Changyi Patriarch must be looking for the best chance to save lives.

The many heads and elders were worried about destroying the plan of the ancestors of Changyi, and the other was worried that the situation in the city was unknown, and they were afraid that once they entered, their disciples would become hostages.

Seeing that Patriarch Changyi was so eloquent, they all came to him and asked about the situation of his disciples.

The ancestors of Changyi understood their deep affection, so they had the patience to find out one by one to have a look.

He wanted to give these direct disciples a space to practice. In the eyes of the Changyi ancestors who had actually participated in the ancient battlefield, the sect qualifying competition was always a small matter, far less memorable than the real crisis of life and death. .

These personal transmissions will take over the world of cultivating immortals in the future, and only the baptism of blood can make them really grow rapidly.

Anyway, he is here, and there is still time to make a move if there is a situation.

But the more he looked at the current situation of these little bastards, the face of Patriarch Changyi became darker: "..."

Until he saw his little apprentice Song Xi who was laying on the formation just now, but suddenly started to lie on the ground and stare at something.

Patriarch Changyi fell silent.

He's fucking doubting his decision.