Master told me to cultivate demons, what should I do?

"Hey! Actually, it's nothing. I just agreed to give him high-grade pills and spiritual weapons, oh, and cheat books, plus gold and silver, and countless beauties.

In my capacity, no matter how I say it, I can give him an official position in the mortal world. In the future, if he doesn't want to cultivate immortality, I can also arrange for him. "

Mo Chen suppressed his laughter and finished making up the words, but in fact it wasn't really made up, after all, he could indeed do these things in his capacity, and it was easy.

"Young Sect Master, do you think I am qualified to be a disciple of your sect? It doesn't matter if you are outside the sect or not, even if you are a sweeper, you just make the promise and promise me again." After listening to Mo Chen's words , grabbed Mo Chen's hand with both hands, and said sincerely.

"So spineless? Excuse me?" Mo Chen stretched out his other hand and patted Qing Jue's left leg.

Qing Jue frowned, and said righteously: "Of course, I'm sorry. People die for money, and birds die for food. This is a matter of course."

Hearing Qing Jue's serious nonsense, Shuo Yan helplessly touched his forehead, but his peripheral vision inadvertently overlooked Qing Jue's pale face from the very beginning.

If Qing Jue went ashore earlier than him, his face should not be pale now.It would be possible if he had soaked in the water before, but there was obviously a fire on the other side of Qingjue, and Mo Chen helped Qingjue light the fire.

Is it...

Shuo Yan reached out and grabbed Qing Jue's wrist, forcing him to let go of Mo Chen, making Qing Jue very confused: "What are you doing, Shuo Xiaoyan?"

Mo Chen: "?"

Shuo Nian put his fingers on his pulse, his face gradually became serious, he raised his eyes, looked at Qing Jue with a smile on his face, and said sternly, "What's wrong with your body?"

Qing Jue stretched out his hand to take it back, but was stopped by Shuo Nan. Facing Shang Shuo Nan's gaze, he looked away guiltily, and said, "It's nothing, I just accidentally bumped into... a rock, cough cough cough... ..."

Halfway through speaking, Qingjue felt a fishy sweetness in his mouth, but his left hand was caught by Shuo Nan, so he had to cover his mouth with his right hand.

After coughing for a while, he didn't put his hand down.

Mo Chen frowned, and stretched out his hand to pull his hand, only to see that Qing Jue's mouth was scarlet, and Qing Jue's right hand heart was also scarlet.

Mo Chen looked at Qing Jue's appearance, and exclaimed: "What's going on with you? It wouldn't be like this if you hit a rock!"

"It's not a big deal, you two... can you two let go of my hand? It's so weird." Qing Jue blinked and looked at the hand held by the two of them, feeling a little helpless.

"Wipe off the blood." Mo Chen let go, got up and walked aside.

Qing Jue glanced at Shuo Yan who was still holding his other hand, and said, "Shuo Xiaoyan, can you let go first? It hurts."

Shuo Yan lowered his eyes, suppressed the bright red that was about to appear in his eyes, let go of Qing Jue's hand, walked to Mo Chen's side, and asked, "What are the conditions for leaving the illusion?"

"Conditions? This, I seem to have heard from people who passed by before. It seems to be some kind of mountain. Anyway, there are many people coming and going, and someone has mentioned it." Mo Chen shrugged, trying to recall what he heard before.

Mountain?

The first thing that flashed through Shuo Yan's mind was the Mengxing Mountain they went to when they were 12 years old.

What a painful memory.Shuo Nian rubbed his forehead with some headache.

Seeing his appearance, Mo Chen knew what he was thinking of, smiled and asked: "By the way, how about the last illusion?"

"Young Sect Master, you have already passed, so how could I fail? No matter what, I can't hold back our sect, right?" Shuo Yan's eyes curled up, and he looked at Mo Chen with a smile on his face.

Mo Chen was sweating coldly when he saw him, and he smiled dryly: "You are better than me, and if you can take one by the way, I can only go alone."

"What are you talking about? Cough cough, does any of you have something similar to a silver needle?" Qing Jue put a hand on one of them's shoulders and squeezed in between them.

Shuo Nian looked sideways, glanced at Qing Jue, the ring on his right hand glowed slightly, a dagger appeared in his hand, he shook the dagger in his hand, and asked, "Think about it?"

Qing Jue looked at the sharp dagger in Shuo Yan's hand and said, "Shuo Xiaoyan, you don't have to be so obvious if you want to harm me, right?"

"Then it's gone." Shuo Nan waved his hand, and the dagger disappeared and turned back into a ring.

"What do you want the silver needle for?" Mo Chen reached out and knocked Qing Jue's hand off his shoulder, and turned to look at Qing Jue.

Qing Jue coughed lightly, waved his hands indifferently, and said: "It's nothing, forget it if you don't have one. By the way, Young Master, don't we change clothes? Why are your clothes wet?"

"That's right! Why are my clothes wet?" Mo Chen gritted his teeth and looked at Shuo Nan, only to see Shuo Nan return him an innocent smile.

Shuo Yan stretched out his hand to pull the clothes that were close to the body because they were soaked in water, tilted his head, and asked Mo Chen: "Young Sect Master, what about the clothes you promised me?"

Mo Chen walked under the tree where Cai Qingjue was lying just now, took out a bundle from behind the tree, waved it to Shuo and said to them: "Let's go, change clothes."

Shuo Nan dragged Qing Jue and Mo Chen into the woods.

After half an hour, they changed their clothes and put the wet clothes aside.

Qingjue stretched out his hands to straighten his hair, looked at the white sleeves, and asked Mo Chen who was still dressed in black at the side: "Why is mine white? You and Shuo Xiaoyan are both the same color?"

Shuo Yan glanced at the purple clothes on his body, shrugged innocently, and stretched out his hands to tie up his hair.

Mo Chen glanced at him lightly, and said flatly: "I don't have red clothes, and I don't marry a wife, so where can I get red clothes? Besides, you look good in white."

Qing Jue pursed his lips and shouted: "Where does it look good? It's lifeless."

"Let me take a look." Shuo Yan tied up his hair, walked up to Qing Jue, looked Qing Jue up and down a few times, and nodded affirmatively: "It's not bad."

Qing Jue was born to be good-looking, with good facial features and a dignified appearance.If it wasn't for his funny actions all the year round, people wouldn't overlook his appearance.

Dressed in red, he looked like an elderly man.It made his temperament a bit more mature, but he often joked, and the red dress didn't suit him.

And he, dressed in white, looks like a scholar.Comparing with his face, he can be described as a handsome young master, and because of the blood he vomited just now, his face was a little pale, which is a bit distressing.

Shuo Lan frowned slightly, looking at the headband that tied Qingjue's hair from time to time, the headband was red, because it had just fallen into the water, the headband was also wet, even dripping water.

"Put down your hair. Is there a hairpin?" Shuo Yan said something to Qing Jue, then turned his head and asked Mo Chen, who was leaning against a tree and was a little drowsy.

Mo Chen lazily took out a jade hairpin from his bosom, glanced at it and threw it to Shuo Nan, who caught it, glanced at it, and smiled: "Thank you."

Mo Chen remained silent, folded his hands on his chest, and continued to lean on the tree to watch them play.

When Shuo Yan turned his head, Qing Jue had already put down his hair, and he didn't know where he got the hair tie.

With a slight movement in his mind, green light spots began to appear around Shuo Yan, and gradually one light spot turned into a poisonous butterfly, and then the other light spots also turned into poisonous butterflies.

Mo Chen looked at this scene, and the corner of his mouth twitched: Is this considered cheating?

The poisonous butterfly flew to Qing Jue's hair and landed, flapping its wings, Qing Jue's hair dried up after a while.

After taking the jade hairpin from Shuo Lan's hand and pulling back her hair for Qing Jue, Du Die returned to Shuo Lan's side.

"It looks like a decent person." Seeing that they were done, Mo Chen walked to Shuo Yan's side, and looked at Qing Jue with approval.

Shuo Yan nodded and said, "That's right, it's rare to be able to be quiet, but it turned out to be injured."

Qing Jue curled her lips in dissatisfaction when she heard what they said, but she didn't say anything.

"Where are we going now? What's the name of that mountain?" Shuo Nian asked Mo Chen beside him, looking slightly sideways.

"I don't know, at least let's get out of this forest first! I'm still hungry, let's find a town first." Mo Chen was very worried about the fact that Shuo Yan fell into the water and interrupted his fishing.

Shuo Yan looked at Qing Jue's pale face, and asked Mo Chen next to him as if thinking of something: "That's right. Young Master, do you have anything to defend yourself?"

"You...you really think I have everything?" Mo Chen touched from his bosom, finally took out a dagger, and threw it to Qingjue: "Hold it for self-defense."

Shuo Yan looked at the dagger in Qing Jue's hand, frowned slightly, and said in disbelief, "You really have it, how many things do you have with you?"

"It's gone now, it's been searched by you, let's get out of the woods first." Mo Chen spread his hands, turned and walked towards one side.

Shuo Yan shrugged and followed Qing Jue together. In fact, he was really just talking, he really didn't expect Mo Chen to have so many things.

After walking for a while, Shuo Yan looked at Mo Chen who was walking in front, and then at the environment that was still in the woods, and said involuntarily, "Do you know how to get out?"

Mo Chen stopped, turned around and looked at him, without saying a word.

"You really don't know." Shuo Zhu understood, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the poisonous butterflies flew around.

A moment later, the poisonous butterfly flew back again. One poisonous butterfly lightly touched the tip of Shuo Nan's nose, and the other poisonous butterflies flew towards Shuo Nan's side.

"I found it, let's go." Shuo Yan stretched out his hand and patted Qing Jue's shoulder beside him, and followed Poison Butterfly.

Qing Jue walked up to Mo Chen, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Master Young Master, please."

"Heh." Mo Chen snorted coldly, grabbed Qing Jue's lapel, and followed Shuo Yan with him.

The poisonous butterfly flew everywhere in the woods, a dagger suddenly stabbed the poisonous butterfly flying on a tree, and the poisonous butterfly dodged.

Afterwards, a man in black appeared in front of the dagger, stretched out his hand to retract the dagger, looked at the poisonous butterfly, a hint of interest flashed in his black eyes.

Yan said: "Interesting, the use of spiritual power is clearly not allowed in the illusion, but these spiritual butterflies are there. It seems that they are not restricted at all."

After all, he stretched out his hand to touch the poisonous butterfly, the breath of the poisonous butterfly became a little heavier, and the surrounding poisonous butterflies also began to slowly gather towards him.

The man sensed something wrong with the poisonous butterfly, withdrew his hand and looked at the poisonous butterfly that was gathering towards him, but the poisonous gas was much heavier, he gritted his teeth, turned and ran to the side.

Seeing him running away, Poison Butterfly chased after him one after another.

The author has something to say: I am trembling because I don’t know how to write fighting scenes/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~