Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

Mu Guiyi pinched his eyebrows with a headache.

Then he showed his signature smile and asked gently, "Do you know how to leave the demon tribe?"

The demon didn't say anything, but looked at Mu Guiyi with some trepidation.

"Are you afraid that we will leave and leave you alone?"

Mu Guiyi asked again.

The demon nodded, then quickly shook his head.

"I'm sorry, if you don't speak, I won't be able to understand what you mean by your actions."

Mu Guiyi asked Mo Wen to let the man go quickly while helping him treat his wounds.

The demon looked at his healed wound, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke.

"I am indeed afraid that you will never come back, but this is not a reason for me not to let you go."

"Why is that?"

"The demon tribe has been isolated from the outside world for hundreds of years. In order to prevent everyone from sneaking out, every entry or exit must have a warrant from the tribe leader or Elder Wu Ya. Otherwise, even we cannot go out."

It’s not that I don’t want to help, it’s that I really can’t help.

There is no hope for You Su. He doesn't look like he is kind enough to see everyone from the Immortal Sect off.

"Where is Wuya?"

Mu Guiyi hurriedly asked again.

As a result, the demon clan member was even more confused than him: "I don't know, I haven't seen anyone, maybe Jingde or Jingxing knows."

"Jing...Xing?"

When Mu Guiyi heard this name, his thoughts suddenly became extremely agitated.

In the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, everything about Jingxing emerged little by little like bamboo shoots after rain.

In just a moment, his memories were filled.

How could he forget!

They are the second disciple of Poyun Sect, Jingxing.

"Do you know where Jingxing is?"

Mu Guiyi's tone was unprecedentedly urgent.

He had just asked Mo Wen to let go of the demon, but now he seemed to be out of control. He suddenly grabbed the other's shoulders and shook him violently twice.

The demon was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"What's wrong with Jingxing? Do you know this person?"

The people from other sects had no idea why Mu Guiyi suddenly became so excited, and when they saw him like this, they quickly reached out and pulled him.

"Don't scare him."

Perhaps it was because the people from the Immortal Sect were generally quite friendly, or perhaps it was because Mu Guiyi and Mo Wen were both startled. In any case, the demon tribe just wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible.

So, I quickly explained everything I knew:

"Don't ask me, I don't know where they are. Except for Jingde, the others are rarely seen. As for Jingde, I just saw him heading in the direction of the Immortal Sect Competition."

"Let's go find Jingde..."

Before Mo Wen could finish his words, Ning Po, who had been relatively silent, suddenly spoke.

"Don't look for him anymore, he's right here."

"what?"

Ning Po took out Jingde's corpse from his Qiankun Ring, along with the soup pot containing the demons.

"Jingde died a long time ago, and was possessed by this demon."

"The demons have actually gotten involved so early?" When everyone realized this, their expressions looked a little grim.

The demons didn't expect that after they finally "saw the light of day" again, they would be brought in front of so many immortal sect masters and elders.

What's even more terrible is that although she couldn't see anything in the jar, she could feel that the pressure and spiritual awareness of the elders of their demon clan were being eliminated bit by bit.

I can only feel these, and the rest is just based on my imagination. It is much more terrifying than seeing it with my own eyes.

So, she who had dared to tease Ning Po just now, at this moment directly—

I'm already honest, please let me go.

"My fellow immortals, please feel free to ask me anything you want. I promise to tell you everything I know."

All the sect leaders and elders, which one of you is not a shrewd person?

In just a few words, he had completely captured the demon's words.

"Qin Zhen and Jing Xing are in danger, we have to find a way to enter the Xuanling Realm!"

"I have a demon pill. I'll go take a look."

After Ning Po knew the secret method of the demon clan to enter the Xuanling realm, he hurriedly left here to try it out.

But at this moment——

Suddenly, there was a flash of light beside Mu Guiyi, and then a huge block of ice, about four or five meters in size, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

And there was a person trapped in that ice.

She has an elegant appearance and a unique charm.

It was none other than Jingxing.

"Jingxing!"

"Second senior brother?"

"Hey, isn't this little friend Jingxing?"

Because Wu Ya was defeated by Qin Zhen and now lost consciousness, his magic was completely canceled at this moment.

Even people from other sects remembered his existence.

"Elder Mu, please save our little sister!"

Jing Xing seemed to be blind to everyone else, his eyes only on Mu Guiyi, as if he was the most important person in the world.

He was like a drowning man who finally grabbed the last straw.

Mu Guiyi had never seen Jingxing with such an expression.

That expression of fear, as if the whole world is about to be lost.

Qin Zhen is in danger and might die!

This thought came to Mu Guiyi's mind almost instantly.

"I need a demon pill, or something else with demonic energy."

Mu Guiyi did not ask any further questions but made a direct judgment.

He was even prepared to grab one and use it if no one from the demon tribe cooperated.

Fortunately, Pu Yang came over quickly and said, "Use mine. I'm on the young master's side."

Mu Guiyi was stunned when he heard this and failed to react immediately to who this so-called young master was.

It was Jingxing who responded quickly: "My people."

Ning Po also nodded: "He helped me just now."

Mu Guiyi no longer hesitated, and immediately took half of Pu Yang's demon pill solemnly, and then told Mo Wen and Ning Po: "I will go to save people, you help Jingxing."

"it is good!"

There was no more verbal exchange, just these two simple sentences.

Then, they went their separate ways.

Everything happened extremely quickly.

The leaders and elders of other sects nearby quickly came to the rescue, but until now they have not reacted to what has happened.

Ning Po and Mo Wen, on the other hand, had calmed down at this time.

Even Ning Po, who never liked talking to the lazy Jing Xing, now took the initiative to get close to Jing Xing.

"How do you make this ice?"

"With Yousu's magic weapon, ordinary methods are useless unless Yousu takes the initiative to remove it."

"Can I make him unconscious?"

Jing Xing had already made a judgment: "Even if I lose consciousness, or even die, this magic weapon will not be removed."

This is not a spell cast using one's own strength, but a spell using the power of the magic weapon itself.

"…What do you think is the possibility that Yousu will take the initiative to release you?"

Mo Wen on the side suddenly asked.