Mortals ask the immortals

After roaring, the gray-haired boy from the demon race seemed to be going crazy, and he turned around and rushed directly towards Duan Qing, who was closest to him.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Duan Qing stretched out his hand and firmly pinched the neck of the gray-haired demon clan boy.

Being pinched by Duan Qing's iron-like hands, the gray-haired boy from the demon race was unable to move for a moment. He could only struggle wildly with all his life, staring at Duan Qing with a pair of red blood eyes, and murmuring harshly at the same time.

"Old thief Lianyun, I'm going to kill you...kill you!"

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Duan Qing frowned slightly, pondered a little, and with a strange light in his eyes, he tried to use the Great Dream Technique on the gray-haired boy from the demon tribe.

Under the influence of the Great Dream Technique, the body of the gray-haired demon boy immediately fell into a deep sleep, with his hands and feet hanging down weakly.

After putting down the gray-haired demon boy, Duan Qing glanced at his reflection on the left side and found that his reflection was still more black than white and mottled.

This discovery put Duan Qing in a dilemma.

His attainments in the Great Dream Technique are not high and he cannot control this person for a long time. Once he recovers from the Great Dream Technique, he will definitely still be in the same crazy state just now.

He met this man by chance and had no grievances. He really didn't want to kill this man in vain.

Just when Duan Qing was having a headache about how to deal with this person, the gray-haired boy from the demon tribe had already woken up.

However, what surprised Duan Qing was that he did not show the crazy look just now, but groaned in pain!

When Duan Qing saw this, he quickly let go of the gray-haired demon boy's neck.

"Ahem...!"

The gray-haired boy from the demon tribe coughed dryly for a while, then he breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look at Duan Qing.

"Thank you fellow Taoist for helping me!"

Although he couldn't quite remember what happened just now, he was not a fool and could guess what happened.

This person could control him so easily, and it shouldn't be difficult to kill him, but he didn't do that. This alone is worthy of his thanks!

"You're welcome!"

Duan Qing responded lightly and then stepped forward.

When he walked past Mo Zhu, the figure of his childhood playmate Wu Wen flashed in Duan Qing's mind. Affected by this, Duan Qing's steps slowed down for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Upon seeing this, the woman in blue skirt and the middle-aged fat demon cultivator in front of them withdrew their gaze and continued to move forward.

The gray-haired young man from the demon tribe stopped for a moment, watching the backs of Duan Qing and others walking away, then looked back at the road from behind, gritted his teeth, and chased after Duan Qing and others.

Duan Qing sighed helplessly when he heard the footsteps of the gray-haired boy from the demon race behind him.

How could this person be so capable!

Judging from the situation just now, this person has clearly reached his limit. Even if he narrowly escapes due to his actions, how long can he persist on this road?

He can save this person once, and he can protect this person all the time!

Don't say he doesn't have this ability. Even if he has this ability, what reason would he have to save a stranger who he meets by chance and doesn't even know his name two or three times!

If he were this person, instead of getting lost on the road, it would be better to go back the same way and save a small life!

At this time, the footsteps from behind gradually approached, and the gray-haired boy from the demon race trotted all the way to catch up with Duan Qing.

Duan Qing glanced sideways at the gray-haired young man from the demon clan, and couldn't help but remind him: "There are thousands of roads in the world, why should you, fellow Taoist, stick to this one!"

The gray-haired boy from the demon race was silent for a while, and said a little disappointedly: "But not all roads can realize my long-cherished wish!"

"If your life is gone, why talk about your long-cherished wish!" Duan Qing frowned slightly and retorted.

“There’s always a silver lining!”

The gray-haired boy from the demon tribe looked hopefully at the endless road ahead with a complicated expression.

Duan Qing shook his head helplessly and said nothing.

He knew that this person could no longer turn back!

The gray-haired boy from the demon tribe secretly looked at Duan Qing beside him, but hesitated to speak.

Noticing two more black bamboo trees not far ahead, he seemed to have finally made up his mind.

"Fellow Taoist, can you... do me a favor?"

Hearing this, Duan Qing glanced at the gray-haired boy beside him and motioned for him to come and listen.

The gray-haired boy from the demon race stared at Mo Zhu in front of him: "If I die here, please help me, fellow Taoist, to take my bracelet back to Tianyu Star and give it to my brother-in-law!"

"My name is Qi Chang, and my younger brother is Qi Le. Both of my brothers are from the gray wolf clan!"

Duan Qing slowly shook his head: "Duan probably won't return to Tianyuxing in the future. Fellow Daoist Qi should find someone else!"

Qi Chang, a gray-haired boy from the demon clan, looked at Duan Qing with an almost pleading look: "I can do it without asking my Taoist friends. I just ask that if I have the chance to return to Tianyu Star in the future, I just want to help me visit my brother-in-law on the way. !”

Duan Qing sighed helplessly: "There is more than just Duan here, why do fellow Taoists force others to make things difficult for them!"

He has left the Sui clan, and there is no guarantee whether he will come back alive. How could he have the heart to help Qi Chang make this trip!

"Because, I know you are a good person!" Qi Chang said firmly.

Under Qi Chang's pleading eyes, Duan Qing softened in his heart and nodded gently: "Okay, but Duan can't guarantee that he will have the opportunity to return to Tianyuxing in the future!"

"I believe fellow Taoists will have a chance!"

After saying that, Qi Chang withdrew his gaze and looked at the two black bamboo trees a few feet away in front of him, with a look of determination on his face.

When Duan Qing got close to Mo Zhu, he stopped unconsciously.

He didn't know why he stopped. Maybe in his heart, he still wanted to help Qi Chang again!

Qi Chang cast a grateful look at Duan Qing, and then walked towards Mo Zhu without looking back. The moment he walked next to Mo Zhu, Qi Chang froze.

The next moment, it seemed as if a black shadow was drawn out of Qi Chang's body and merged into the already mottled reflection of Qi Chang on the left, making the reflection darker and darker, and completely dyed into ink color, without a trace of pure white remaining.

Plop!

As the reflection turned completely ink-colored, Qi Chang's body fell to the ground with a thump.

All this happened too quickly. Seeing Qi Chang fall to the ground, Duan Qing was shocked and hurried forward to check on Qi Chang's situation.

Duan Qing forcibly took Qi Chang away from Mo Zhu despite the negative emotions of Mo Zhu.

However, it was too late!

Qi Chang was lifeless at this time and had already died!

Looking at Qi Chang's body, Duan Qing sighed deeply.

Why bother!

Thinking of what he had just promised Qi Chang, Duan Qing fumbled on Qi Chang's wrist, carefully took off Qi Chang's bracelet, and put it on his own wrist.

The two women in blue skirts in front noticed what was happening behind them, but no one of them had the intention to look back. They quickly withdrew their gazes and walked forward on their own.

After putting away Qi Chang's storage bracelet, Duan Qing stood up and subconsciously glanced to the left, and found that Qi Chang's reflection had disappeared at some point.

And there was a trace of ink on his reflection than before, almost forming a small black spot.

This discovery made Duan Qing feel a little heavy.

Qi Chang's end was undoubtedly a warning to him.

Even with his temperament, staying on this road for a long time would inevitably be affected.

If his reflection was completely dyed into ink like Qi Chang before reaching the end of this road, it is conceivable what his end would be!