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

Yong'an City is over.

Yin Yi and Geng Xun will be brought to the court of heaven for trial soon, and the heads and elders will naturally have to attend.

As for the disciples, no matter which sect's disciples, they all tacitly followed Leifeng's disciples and formed a group to return to Leifeng.

They even threatened to run away from home because Master didn't care about their lives.

Song Xi: "..."

Wei Qinghuai: "..."

An Yuzhi: "..."

The three of them squatted together to blow the cold wind. In front of them was a barren mountain, and below were a few spirit beasts who followed back from Yong'an City.

It is said that it was robbed by Ding Yilan's consonance.

Looking at each other in twos, the three little poor creatures choked silently.

"..."

Because of Changyi Patriarch's stinginess, Lei Feng dug a hole in the mountain for each of the six direct disciples with a big wave of his hand, and set up a formation to gather spiritual energy, as a simple cave for cultivating immortals.

——The rest of the barren mountains and wild mountains have not been opened up much.

That is to say, there is no place for this brood of personal heirs to practice now.

Fortunately, the ancestors of Changyi were strong, and with one move, the holes they dug were pretty big.

Everyone is a runaway, and no one has any reason to dislike anyone. There is nothing wrong with a few people getting together in one cave.

But with all the calculations, there are only six caves in total.

Still can't squeeze.

So Song Xi, Wei Qinghuai and An Yuzhi were kicked out for no reason.

"It doesn't make sense." Song Xi lay on the ground on his back, holding a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, and directly chose to smash it.

She shook her head and sighed, "It really doesn't make sense."

It's outrageous to have people kicked out of your own home.

But it doesn't matter, she has a cultivation base of the early stage of foundation establishment, and she sleeps wherever she sleeps.

"It really doesn't make sense."

Wei Qinghuai seemed to agree, but he didn't fully agree, he suddenly became angry, "It's fine to kick you two out, why do you want to kick me out?!"

Song Xi: "???"

An Yuzhi: "???"

The two turned their heads in unison, staring at Wei Qinghuai who suddenly started to fight among themselves with unkind eyes.

"Fourth senior brother."

Song Xi pursed his lips, looking slightly puzzled, "Let's just say, now we are all grasshoppers on the same rope, what are you being noble about?"

"The reason why you two are kicked out is because the formation that gathers spiritual energy is useless to Moxiu." Wei Qinghuai expressed his doubts solemnly, "Then why did you kick me out?"

He pointed to the spirit beasts below who were eating Wola, his face full of disbelief, "Let me watch the spirit beasts?!"

After being silent for a while, An Yuzhi said slowly, "Then may I ask, is spiritual energy useful to you, a cultivator with spiritual power who doesn't even have immortal roots?"

Among the three people in the audience, Wei Qinghuai, the only monk without immortal roots: "..."

If it weren't for the serious thirst for knowledge on An Yuzhi's face, he would really think that An Yuzhi was provoking.

Really.

He ground his back molars, "Then why can Chu Changheng's glutinous rice balls stuffed with black sesame seeds in Yuling Mountain go in?!"

"you're right."

An Yuzhi, who was lying flat with the same style, suddenly realized something was wrong, and sat up in a "bass", with gloomy eyes, "So this is still discrimination?!"

"Today's plan, we either squeeze in, or squeeze Chu Changheng out!" Wei Qinghuai concluded, "To be fair, we have to drink this northwest wind together."

Wei Qinghuai and An Yuzhi strangely reached an agreement.

Both of them turned their heads to look at Song Xi, who had closed his eyes and was drowsy. They looked at each other, and one of the brothers tacitly grabbed her arm, and directly picked her up.

Sleepy-eyed Song Xi: "...?"

Song Xi didn't realize what was going on until she was supported and moved her feet off the ground to the front of the cave.

She stared blankly at Wei Qinghuai and An Yuzhi, hugging left and right like brothers for the first time, rushing into the cave together.

Although Wei Qinghuai has a quiet, gentle and gentle face, and his personality in the world of cultivating immortals is usually a gentle and reticent sentimental son, but he is really sullen in his heart.

Now that he was kicked out of his own home, he even gave up maintaining the character design directly.

Rubbing a contract ring in his hand, he broke into the cave directly, put his hands on his hips and started looking for trouble, "Where's Chu Changheng?!"

"If it's a man, come out to fight?!"

On the edge of the cave, Shu Ziran was processing medicinal materials, gurgling a pot of soup with unknown ingredients, when he saw Wei Qinghuai barging in, he was taken aback, and a handful of herbs in his hand slipped directly into the alchemy stove.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He wailed, and just in the middle of howling, Lu Xiao, who was concentrating on drawing the talisman seal, was so frightened that his hands trembled, and it seemed that a single stroke would make a talisman, and the top-quality talisman was immediately invalidated.

The irritable Lu Xiao dropped his pen, couldn't bear it anymore, raised his leg, and kicked Shu Ziran, who was yelling non-stop.

The cave was instantly quiet.

Chu Changheng was silent for a while.

He stood up quietly from the corner, kicked away Lu Xiao who hadn't had time to retract his legs, stepped over the residue of the magic weapon that Shen Xiaobai had refined all over the place, and finally walked around Shu Ziran's pot of dark food with a strange taste, pinching his nose. Tonic soup.

After going through untold hardships, Chu Changheng, who finally stood in front of Wei Qinghuai, said expressionlessly, with a familiar stuttering tone, "What, what?"

"Isn't it?" Song Xi clicked his tongue lightly.

She frowned patiently, and grabbed An Yuzhi, "This is the cultivation cave you are fighting for?!"

With all due respect, it's not as good as a pig's nest.

An Yuzhi: "..."

He didn't expect it to be such a wild scene.

While the two of them were making complaints here, Wei Qinghuai and Chu Changheng, the two weak spirit beast masters, had already discussed how to fight.

The two decided that one person would release a spirit beast in each round, and two out of three rounds would determine the outcome.

"Fight up, fight up!"

Song Xi was no longer sleepy, he pulled An Yuzhi and sat down on the floor, watching the fun without taking out a handful of melon seeds, his eyes sparkling.

The word "eat melon" is almost written on the face.

To be honest, she was very curious about the effect of these two people fighting.

After all, one is a spirit beast master who contracts spirit beasts based on their looks, and the other is a spirit beast master who specializes in picking talking spirit beasts.

In short.

—No one is in their right mind.