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

Song Xi, who watched the illusion change, was directly frozen in place and could not move.

Xie Yue hooked his lips, revealing a satisfied smile.

He just said it.

How could the little junior sister be curvier than him.

Xie Yue is more satisfied.

"Why don't you change your face?" Xie Yue took out a blasting talisman slowly and sincerely discussed with the immobile illusion on the opposite side.

The illusion reacted a bit slower: "???"

It just fell off the horse? !

How did it fall? !

"Really, change your face."

Xie Yue continued to discuss, "I'm not very good at dealing with my junior sister."

"And I never hit girls." Xie Yue sighed sadly.

The phantom-like figures are all illusory.

The environment can be killed but not humiliated! !

At this illusory moment, Xie Yue directly tore off the strip of white cloth from his clothes, and covered Song Xi's face in the illusion.

The Illusory Territory and the Wendao Stage are independent, the forbidden space has long since ceased to exist, and Xie Yue's cultivation has not been suppressed.

Xie Yue flipped his hands with ease, took out a blasting talisman from the storage bag, and stuck it on Mirage's face instantly.

Immediately, the whole person stepped on the flying talisman and retreated extremely quickly.

A set of small combos, extremely silky.

While retreating, Xie Yue still didn't forget to pull the strip of white cloth and murmur: "These rags are still useful."

Mirage: "..."

"boom--"

With the blasting talisman mercilessly exploded.

The surrounding illusion scenes are like a broken mirror in an instant, shattering inch by inch.

Xie Yue's eyes flickered.

He reappeared at the questioning level.

After he easily stood firmly on the last step, a rippling door suddenly appeared in front of him.

Xie Yue pushed open the door, and the moment he walked out of the secret realm of the asking level, the monks watching below immediately cheered enthusiastically.

"Ahhh!! First!"

"Lei Feng is really good. In the first round, their sect won the championship in one fell swoop."

"But the combat power ceiling of their sect is still stagnant at the 22nd level."

"That famous little junior sister, Song Xi, is still lying there." The monk who spoke exaggeratedly covered his mouth, "Isn't it really killing people?!"

"..."

Xie Yue was a little dazed, he was stunned for a moment, and the monk who had already bet on Lei Feng to win the first place in the questioning stage and made a lot of money rushed up enthusiastically.

With a click of "唰——", a wreath was placed on Xie Yue's head.

Xie Yue was even more at a loss: "???"

Is he still alive? !

What does this mean? !

The monk gasped and burst into tears, "Are you Lei Fengwei Qinghuai?"

"Thank you!"

Xie Yue: "???"

"I am..." Xie Yue.

Before Xie Yue finished speaking, the enthusiastic monk continued to speak with gratitude.

He spoke very fast, "Fellow Daoist Wei, if I didn't get a large sum of spirit coins for betting on you, I still don't have the money to bury the nephew of the seventh uncle of my second aunt's family!"

Xie Yue didn't understand this seniority for a while, the CPU continued to burn, but Xie Yue understood one thing.

This is indeed a mourning wreath.

"..."

The young man raised the wreath around his neck inexplicably and raised his eyebrows: "...so?"

"I didn't prepare any flowers." The monk twitched and pointed his fingers apologetically, "...I'll take this instead to show my gratitude."

"You don't mind, do you?!"

Xie Yue failed to manage his facial expressions, so he put on a critical face: "..."

Thank you, mind dead.

Originally, this white cloth strip was like going to a funeral, but now the props were all hung around his neck.

He glanced at the monk who was counting the spirit coins excitedly, then looked away and ignored him.

Anyway, he can't divide his two coins.

Also called the wrong name!

Xie Yue thought about the discussion he heard just now, and turned around to look for Ye Wangyou on the projection behind him.

He has great confidence in Ye Wangyou.

Xiaoye's Dao guard has an extremely firm Dao heart, and it is absolutely impossible for problems to arise in the twenties.

Xie Yue looked at the projection, Ye Wangyou's clenched fists, scarlet eyes, his expression became slightly solemn.

This is not right.

There must be something wrong.

at the same time.

Relying on the extraordinary arm strength of a craftsman who smashed magic weapons every day, Shen Xiaobai leaned on his two arms stiffly, took his numb legs, turned over and landed on the last step of Wenwen steps.

Shen Xiaobai was originally pure in heart, he has always been a quick-tempered person, and he will retaliate against revenge and resentment.

Naturally, there are no demons.

But the last level of the questioning level is destined to be a hurdle.

The moment it landed, the irritable boy didn't notice anything wrong, he puffed out his baby's fat cheeks, and let out a long breath.

Shen Xiaobai shook his numb hands vigorously, akimbo proudly.

"It's just a matter of asking questions, just exercising my physical strength..." That's all.

It's not over yet.

The boy looked dazed, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

In front of him was an alchemy furnace, a refining cauldron, and a half-refined magic weapon in his hand.

Shen Xiaobai: "???"

The boy's violent temper made him have no time to think about why he suddenly appeared here.

He stared dumbfounded at the two "wives" in front of him.

Who is he? !

Where is he? !

What is he going to do? !

Why does he have to refine alchemy and weapon at the same time? !

Based on the principle that he can't suffer from his wife even if he suffers, Shen Xiaobai hurriedly hit the back of his head with his foot.

In a hurry, he released aura to control the heat in the alchemy furnace with one hand, and used aura to control the fire in the alchemy cauldron with the other hand.

"..."

The fire control methods required by the two containers are obviously different.

Shen Xiaobai felt that his mind was about to split.

Until he worked hard, worked hard, and finally managed to control the heat.

Shen Xiaobai was dumbfounded.

The alchemy furnace is faced with making pills with both hands, and the alchemy cauldron is facing with the magic weapon, which needs to be hammered back and forth with both hands for tempering.

He has only one hand.

The palms and backs of the two "wives" were full of meat.

No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to carry out alchemy and weapon refining at the same time? !

Shen Xiaobai rubbed his overloaded brain, wanting to look around to see if there is a solution to the current predicament.

As soon as he raised his head and saw the situation in front of him, his pupils trembled instantly.

Shen Xiaobai froze in place: "???"