The whole family is full of evil disciples, Master, don't panic, your disciples are here

As Ji Xiuzhu approached the Zhu Xian Sword, he heard long sounds coming from the sword. When the sounds ended, the chains around the sword began to rattle.

Zhu Xian Sword asked: "Who are you?"

Ji Xiuzhu turned his head to look at the half-dragon man, flicked his chin and said, "Tell it who I am."

After hearing Ji Xiuzhu's words, the half-dragon didn't dare to delay even a bit, so he came closer and said, "Sword Spirit Rong, this lady is the current leader of the Shenyin Sect, a disciple of Mengqishan."

After the introduction, the half-dragon man quickly rolled back to the corner, fearing that he would be caught by Ji Xiuzhu.

When Ji Xiuzhu heard his words, he was stunned.

When she introduced herself just now, she only said her name was Ji Xiuzhu, and didn't say anything else. However, this half-dragon man said something shocking. Not only did he know her sect, he also knew Mengqi Mountain?

This time, the confusion in her eyes became even stronger.

Moreover, it was just an opening statement, and this half-dragon man ran too fast.

Unless this Zhuxian Sword has a grudge against her Shenyin Sect or Mengqi Mountain.

As expected, after hearing the words "Mengqishan", the sword instantly became filled with murderous aura. For a moment, the sound of chains became louder, and the entire Demon Locking Tower began to shake again.

The power of the Zhu Xian Sword was so overwhelming that it instantly stopped the other big monsters who wanted to rush here and they dared not move forward even a bit.

Only a dragon man with fire emanating from his entire body, a pair of fiery red dragon horns on his head and a dragon tail dragging behind him continued to go down the stairs and head towards the third floor.

"Meng Qishan, you are actually Meng Qishan's disciple."

The sword spirit's tone was flat, without any emotion in it.

But Ji Xiuzhu judged from the pressure the sword spirit had just released that the sword spirit must be very angry.

Ji Xiuzhu said: "You, do you recognize my master?"

Zhu Xian Sword sneered: "Humph, that ungrateful woman! Just because you have a new lover, you threw me here for a thousand years. Do you know how I have survived these thousand years?"

As he spoke, the sword of Zhu Xian flashed, instantly breaking free from the chains around it, and then flew in front of Ji Xiuzhu with a whoosh, cutting his fingers when Ji Xiuzhu was not paying attention.

Ji Xiuzhu felt pain: "Hiss~ Why are you cutting me?"

Ji Xiuzhu put the bleeding finger into his mouth and sucked it to prevent the blood from dripping further.

The Zhu Xian Sword did not take it seriously. It swallowed up Ji Xiuzhu's blood, and then its body emanated bursts of golden light, wrapping Ji Xiuzhu and itself inside.

As three heavenly thunders descended, a mark shaped like a long snake appeared on Ji Xiuzhu's forehead.

Ji Xiuzhu felt something strange on his forehead, so he reached out to touch it. As soon as he touched it, he was pulled into a sword tomb.

In the center of the sword tomb is the blade of the Zhu Xian Sword, and next to it stands a man in a black robe.

Ji Xiuzhu looked at the man, and his thoughts suddenly wandered:

Zhu Xian Sword GG1: "My boy Zhu Xian, I wish to worship you as my foster father!"

Zhu Xian Sword GG2: "hiahiahia! You never expected that, now that I recognize you as my master, I will suck all your blood and essence, and make sure you never reincarnate! I will make Meng Qishan regret it forever!"

Zhu Xian Sword GG3: "You are now in my hands. If you want to survive, let Meng Qishan come to see me in person!"

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The more she thought about it, the more outrageous it became. Ji Xiuzhu reached out her hand in a hurry to disturb the thoughts floating above her head, and then looked at the man standing next to the Zhu Xian Sword.

"I really don't know why Mengqi Mountain would accept you as a disciple. Apart from your decent appearance, excellent physique, and decent talent, you have nothing good in the world! Moreover, in the short clip that flashed when the contract was signed just now, you actually abused your disciple!"

The man stood with his hands behind his back, looking like an elder teaching a younger person.

When Ji Xiuzhu heard this, he did not hear much blame, but instead heard a lot of praise.

"Why do I feel like you have something against me? Since you serve me as your master, you should be able to see it. I have a crazy demon pill in my body, and it is this thing that caused my temperament to change drastically."

Ji Xiuzhu spoke slowly. Anyway, her tattered body was just like that. Anyone who looked carefully could see the clues, so she didn't need to hide it deliberately.

After all, the Zhuxian Sword had just recognized her as its master.

After hearing Ji Xiuzhu's words, the man fell silent.

He did see the berserk demon pill in Ji Xiuzhu's body, as well as another white dragon inner pill.

Logically speaking, after a mortal eats the inner elixir of the white dragon, a cold poison will enter the body and the person will not survive for more than three to five years.

But when he looked at the inner elixir in Ji Xiuzhu's body, it was obviously seven hundred years old.

Just as he was wondering, a wisp of fire dragon's blood appeared before his eyes, and he understood instantly.

"So that's how it is. The blood essence of the Flame Fire Dragon can suppress the cold poison of the White Dragon. No wonder you have lived so long. It seems that you have imprisoned the Flame Fire Dragon and often taken its blood essence."

The moment he said this, he paused, because at the same time, he also saw another stream of black and red blood.

"How could there be demon blood in your body!"

The man's emotions were a little out of control. He walked up to Ji Xiuzhu, grabbed his arm and asked.

Ji Xiuzhu felt dizzy from his shaking, and his stomach suddenly churned, and he instantly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, the man immediately let go of Ji Xiuzhu, then waved his hands and led Ji Xiuzhu out of the sword tomb.

After Ji Xiuzhu emerged from the sword tomb, she slowly opened her eyes. Then her stomach churned again, and her mouth was instantly filled with the taste of rust.

The reason why she vomited blood again was because it was her soul that entered the sword tomb just now, and now it was her body.

"How can there be the scent of my son on you!"

Ji Xiuzhu felt his neck tighten and he couldn't breathe for a moment.

When she came to her senses and saw the person who was strangling her neck, she looked incredulous.

The person in front of him had dragon horns that looked like a half-dragon man, and a long dragon tail behind him. Flames were emanating from his body, but the most important thing was that the person in front of him looked 70% similar to Hu Yin.

Ji Xiuzhu barely managed to pull the hand that was pinching his neck away a little, and said with difficulty: "You, are my disciple's father?"

According to what Tu Shanyin said before, Hu Yin was most likely the child of a great demon from the upper realm, and the Demon King of the upper realm was from the lineage of the Flame Dragon, so Ji Xiuzhu asked the person in front of him with some certainty.

After hearing Ji Xiuzhu's words, the man's vigilance relaxed a little, and his hand that was pinching Ji Xiuzhu's neck gradually loosened.

Just as Ji Xiuzhu was about to take a breath, the man grabbed his throat again: "You want to play tricks again! I heard from that kid that you are Meng Qishan's disciple. Meng Qishan is a sinister and cunning person, and her disciples are certainly not good people! You'd better not play tricks, otherwise, I will kill you in a minute!"

After saying this, he slowly put his hand down.

After Ji Xiuzhu was released, he breathed heavily, but couldn't help cursing in his heart: Damn it, it's like a knife stabbing my butt, I'm really open-minded! I've always been the one who chokes others, but I didn't expect to be choked twice today! Ahem!

Ji Xiuzhu calmed himself down and tried his best to remain calm.

Seeing Ji Xiuzhu was hesitating and not planning to speak, the man could no longer bear it and released the flames around him and roared, "Don't waste time! Tell me, have you eaten my son?"

As he said that, the man rushed forward and wanted to strangle Ji Xiuzhu again.

Seeing this, Ji Xiuzhu did not panic. He quickly moved behind the man and easily avoided the man's attack.

“Alright, do you think my neck is so easy to pinch?” Ji Xiuzhu twisted his neck to stretch his muscles and said, “Don’t act so scary. I knew long before entering the Demon Locking Tower that the tower would restrict the cultivation of demons. And you, a demon king in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, are no different from me in the Void Refining Stage.”

As he spoke, Ji Xiuzhu cast a cunning look at the man: "Although I don't know why you are here, I can tell you that if you kill me here, your son will not recognize you. On the contrary, he will kill you to avenge me."

Ji Xiuzhu originally just wanted to test the character of this Huyin father, but she didn't expect that the more she spoke, the darker Huyin father's face became.

Thinking that the situation was not good, Ji Xiuzhu changed the subject and played the emotional card: "My disciple is so pitiful. He was abandoned in the wilderness by his biological parents when he was young, and he almost became food for monsters. Fortunately, he met me, who brought him back to the sect and patiently raised him, so that he survived."

As she spoke, she did not forget to steal a few glances at him, and only felt relieved when she saw that the man looked aggrieved.

Ji Xiuzhu: So I've been into sad dramas. Now I don't have to fight to the death.