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

Many personal biologists fell into a lengthy silence, staring at the hourglass in Daisy's hand, tacitly not saying a word.

Things have progressed to this point, and there is not much left for them to do.

He could only hope that Xie Yue's Land Shrinking Talisman could save himself and the monks present.

Even Lu Jiu and Lu Xiao stood quietly beside Xie Yue, observing carefully, trying hard to learn the revised version of the Land Shrinking Inch Talisman.

But obviously, all failed.

An Yuzhi also followed Song Xi's gaze and looked over.

Seeing the embarrassment of the big senior brother who was used to the wind and the moon, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

If only he could be of help... that would be great.

For the first time, the gloomy and indifferent teenager hated himself for giving up on himself.

He was born with a demon body and a genius in cultivating demons.

Although he was squeezed out by the world, An Yuzhi had a smooth path on the road of cultivation.

The young man blamed himself.

If he could practice a little more and work harder, wouldn't... the situation today be different?

It's not just An Yuzhi.

Most of the personal biography present are the proud sons of heaven, with outstanding talents among their peers, and their cultivation base is the best.

With their extraordinary talent and hard work in the sect, they stand out among the disciples of the same age, the strong one is the king, and they are sought after by brothers and sisters.

In the world of cultivating immortals, he was respected by others by virtue of his status as a direct disciple.

If things go on like this, everyone is more or less arrogant.

Besides, even if one is dragged out by the sect master and elders to practice and thrown into a secret realm, it is nothing more than a few symbolic vicious battles.

Between several sects, you rob me, and I rob you.

You can also leave a pair of underpants.

There is no big friction, and it can be regarded as constant small friction.

If there is an emergency, just crush the token and everything will be fine.

This is the first time for this group of future people in the world of cultivating immortals to see the grandeur of the world.

Ye Wangyou slightly clenched the big hammer in his hand.

She thought, if it wasn't for the woman in wolf riding costume next to Silver Clothes to rebel.

I am afraid that they have all become the souls of the silver-clothed subordinates by now.

It is different from the downturn, self-doubt, and wanting to work hard of the direct disciples.

Above Yong'an City, the headmaster and elders before the projection had a completely different mentality.

——Besides their distress, they felt very relieved.

They are all children who have been taught by themselves, and anyone can see the changes and growth in the mentality of the following group of direct disciples.

"Hi."

Elder Su Qi of Shennongmen changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book. He felt the presence of an old god, and he didn't forget to flatter Changyi's ancestor: "The ancestor is right."

"Sure enough, only the real danger can temper the mind."

Patriarch Changyi shook his whisk, but did not speak.

The elderly man stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the disciples below.

Without exception, they are all outstanding in terms of cultivation and aspirations.

He deserves to be responsible for the future of the world of cultivating immortals.

On the verge of life and death, they have all grown tremendously.

But he was a little unhappy.

Growth comes at a price.

Arrogant, unrestrained and frivolous.

——This is the unique vigor of a young man in his prime.

At this moment, he wiped it out with his own hands.

Patriarch Changyi sighed silently.

Time is really running out.

***

After Daisy realized that she was looking carefully and could not understand what Song Xi wanted to do, she gave up in a very good mood.

She didn't pay any attention to Song Xi, who seemed to be brainwashed by MLM just now, and also ignored the many personal biographers who were a little sluggish.

Seeing that time is running out.

Daisy put the hourglass instrument for calculating time on the ground, unscrupulously released aura with one hand to keep the formation within her control, and opened the formation controlling the silver clothes with one hand.

The woman slowly raised her steps and walked over.

For a few steps, she walked extremely slowly.

Yin Yi was not in a hurry, nor did he urge him, he lay on the ground, his brows stretched, his eyes never wandering away for a moment, quietly watching Daisy approaching.

The two were relatively speechless.

Daisy lowered her body, and her eyes fell on the dirty clothes lying on the ground in silver.

The slender and pale fingertips slowly brushed over the man's eyebrows and eyes, the high bridge of the nose, and the clearly defined jaw, across the sunken collarbone, and finally stopped at the neckline of the silver coat.

There is nothing charming in Daisy's eyes.

She carefully attached a cleansing talisman to the silver-clothed body.

She remembers.

He hates dirt the most.

Daisy looked softly and asked softly, "Why didn't you resist just now?"

The two of them are both in the late stage of transforming gods, it takes time for her to set up the formation, and Yinyi's first-year physical training, if she doesn't want to be trapped, she won't give her any chance at all.

This one question.

It seems to be asking Yinyi, but also like asking himself.

"I broke my promise just now." Yinyi paused, his voice a little hoarse, "I can't break my promise to you again."

"daisy."

"I said, I will give you whatever you want."

Daisy didn't answer, she tried her best to suppress the astringency in her eyes, stretched out her hand with normal complexion, and touched the enchanting Bana flower blooming under the long hair on the back of her neck by brushing her hair.

The scalding temperature can almost burn people to death.

The hourglass counts Song Xi's chances of escaping and the countdown of her life.

Seeing how desperate they were, she also wanted to buy more time for Song Xi, but she couldn't.

She only has so much time.

Daisy suddenly showed a smile, her cold face was like melting ice and snow, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she looked very pretty when she smiled.

Yin Yi stared blankly for a moment.

In memory, how long has it been since she smiled like this?

Silver Clothes was a little dazed.

Daisy leaned over, and without hesitation dropped a precious kiss on Silver Clothes's bloody lips.

Let his blood stain the corners of his mouth ambiguously.

"Silver coat."

Under the trembling, unbelievable eyes of the man, she spoke calmly, with the tip of her tongue on her lips, and said the set of rhetoric that had been prepared for a long time and rehearsed thousands of times.

"I just feel that these personal descendants are very similar to us when we were young."

Vigorous, born facing the sun.

Even if you are in the mud, you will still struggle to hold on to the last ray of light and hope.

"So I want to give them a chance to escape, I just stop you from making tea." Daisy endured the hot and tingling imprint of the Bana flower on the back of her neck as the aura gradually exhausted.

She suppressed the tremor in her voice.

"I will not close the formation in Yong'an City, none of us can get out."

"Don't chase after poor thieves."

"After a cup of tea, the rest of the Yong'an City formation will be at your disposal, okay?"

Daisy bent her lips flatteringly, and stuffed another clean veil into the palm of Silver Clothes.

Yin Yi clenched the veil tightly, and replied without the slightest hesitation: "Okay."

"It's over here, we..."

Before he finished speaking, the hourglass outside had drained the last grain of sand.