Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

Everyone looked over in the direction of the light and recognized at a glance that this was a photographic bead used to preserve images in the world of cultivation.

The image-retaining beads have different grades and colors. This one, which is lustrous black in color, is obviously a top-grade one.

Such high-quality works are rarely seen, but everyone's eyes are attracted by the scene in the picture and no one pays attention to anything else.

In the constantly flipping screen, one cultivator after another was stopped while flying with a sword, and a person who was unexpected by everyone appeared in the screen.

Yue Mian, the leader of the Tianqing Sect who used to be gentle and upright, appeared in front of an elder of a sect under influence. The elder looked puzzled and wanted to ask why he was stopped, but he saw the person in front of him suddenly attack, and his five fingers turned into claws and covered the elder's forehead without warning.

In just a moment, all of the elder's spiritual power was sucked away. His once eternal beauty suddenly had his skin shrunken and wrinkled until only skin and bones remained.

The skeleton lost its suction and fell down, breaking into several pieces.

"this......"

"!!!"

When the scene changed and other pictures appeared again, except that the victim had changed, the method used was exactly the same.

Everyone was filled with grief, because everyone present who had come to encircle and suppress the demons had seen these skeletons with their own eyes. Each sect and faction reluctantly identified the remains of their own elders and brought them back, vowing to find the perpetrators and grind them to dust.

What they never expected was that the organizer encouraged them to mistakenly believe that the murderer was a demon who had been possessed by another spirit. They were encouraged to step forward, not knowing that they were aiding and abetting the evil, and the person who should be avenged was behind them.

Everyone was taken advantage of.

Come to think of it, they are really ridiculous.

Hua Xia lay on the chair, took back the beads and put them aside: "Work, work."

"Fellow Daoist Lin..." Someone wanted to ask something but didn't know how to address Hua Xia. He stammered and called her a proper name before asking, "Do you know where Yue Mian is?"

Hua Xia said calmly, "It was struck by lightning."

If this is gone, not even the body will be left.

The cultivators who were repairing the house reacted and realized that they were not seriously injured when they were struck by the Nine-Layered Heavenly Thunder in the Quanyou Forest just now. It turned out that it was the result of mercy shown by the other party.

As they carried on their fellow disciples' stories, they were filled with awe and sigh in their hearts.

The thunder of tribulation is controlled by the way of heaven. This woman must not be just a demon lord of the demon clan. It is possible that she is a powerful being who has already ascended to heaven and returned to the world of cultivation.

Hua Xia didn't care what everyone thought. After directing them to work seriously, she looked at the Wuchen Palace which was almost restored to its original state and felt that this house did not meet her aesthetic standards.

So, he got up and walked towards his room.

She remembered that there was a pen and paper in the room, so she took them out to draw a sketch and start the construction again.

As soon as Fang Yi pushed the door and entered the side hall, he saw that Shen Changshu, who was meditating in the hall, became visibly tense and the atmosphere was a little tense.

Hua Xia: "......" Is she a man-eating monster? Where is the paralyzed master?

Shen Changshu probably also felt that his attitude was strange, and quickly closed his eyes, standing still and cold.

At this time, a familiar electronic voice came from my mind: [System refresh: Rescue the villain mission eight, 100% completion, world energy transfer 100%, mission completed. Congratulations to the host.]

[The mission is successful. Do you choose to be exhausted now? Yes, No. ]

Hua Xia bent down and picked up the rice paper and brush on the table beside her, turned around to look at Shen Changshu, and finally walked out of the room.

There was a sigh of relief from someone behind me.

Hua Xia: “…No.”

Although this answer was expected by the system, I couldn't help but feel nervous.

Hua Xia left the side hall and lay down on the bench. Immediately, a sharp-eyed demon came forward to help her grind ink.

Hua Xia glanced at him and said, "You are lazy."

The rest of the people thought the same thing. They were indeed the demons! So cunning and treacherous!

Hua Xia used a brush dipped in ink to paint on the bright magical instrument on the rice paper.

Then he gave the drawing to a construction leader present: "Change it according to this."

The cultivator, who looked a bit older, looked at the rice paper from side to side, but he still couldn't understand it. Hua Xia pointed at something on it and said, "This is supposed to be covered with gems, right?"

The cultivator thought about the scene and hesitated to say, "It's too gorgeous and doesn't match the style of the Wuchen Palace."

Hua Xia pointed to the sky with a threatening look. The cultivator remembered the thunder-strike gesture and instantly frowned. He smiled flatteringly, "Okay, the Immortal Master has such a good vision. I agree with you."

"This temple should be built like this!"

250: [.......]

The system was used to these people's changing faces, and thinking of the sudden end of the mission just now, it asked: [Host, the male protagonist of the world has disappeared, why did the mission end just like that? ]

The male protagonist of the world disappears, but he may encounter various opportunities in the plot. Once he cultivates himself, he will return to the top of the world.

However, the system shows that the world's energy has indeed been converted.

Hua Xia ate the spiritual fruit that the demons had sent her, and slowly explained, "First, every time 'Yue Mian' appears in the small world, he relies on the energy of the male protagonist of the world. He absorbs the male protagonist, which naturally reduces the male protagonist's aura. This is why every time he appears, he is either the male protagonist of the world or someone around the male protagonist."

"Secondly, the thunderbolt represents the way of heaven, and the hero's halo is in a sense a gift from heaven, so the thunderbolt that struck the hero will naturally not give any chance to those who attacked him."

The world's energy naturally shifted.

The mission can be completed without looking for the male protagonist.

After looking at the construction site for a while out of boredom, Hua Xia sighed, the world of cultivation is great, these people can work without eating or drinking, it is simply a paradise for capitalists.

250: [Exploitation! ]

The people of the immortals and demons might never have imagined that after tens of thousands of years of conflict, they would end up in the same place doing hard labor. It was truly like they were both laborers and odd jobs.

The hostility and hostility in him were much less, and he had no time to worry about these grudges.

The clouds dispersed, revealing a round moon. The moonlight shone on everyone, illuminating their busy figures.

In a sense, the Mid-Autumn Night is a time for everyone to be reunited.

The moonlight is already deep, and the deflected moon is telling us that it is already past midnight and a new day is approaching.

Shen Changshu should recover after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Hua Xia stood up and walked back to the side hall.

Lin Heng stopped her at the door: "The ancestor needs to recuperate in peace, you can't go in."

Hua Xia stood on tiptoe and peeked inside: "It's getting late, I want to go to bed too?"