My protagonist has become a demon

Chapter 22 Pingyang Ghost Town

It is very close from Xianlingzong to Yinzhou City, Yan Wen brought the remaining [-] sect disciples Yu Jian to Yinzhou City soon.

Immortal cultivators who have cultivated to a certain level cannot see the traces of time on their faces. Therefore, the dozen or so disciples of the Xianling Sect are dressed in azure-colored sect disciple costumes, holding swords, elegant and dusty, each with a long hair Well, as soon as it entered the city, it attracted a lot of people's attention.

The Xuantian Continent advocates cultivating immortals, and this Yinzhou city is within the territory of Xianlingzong, the first sect of cultivating immortals. There are often immortal cultivators appearing in Yinzhou City, not to mention that the Yao family, a family of cultivating immortals, lives in the city. It is not surprising that the people see a lot .

But it was the first time they saw so many immortals at once, one was better looking than the other, and the aura looked different from what they usually saw. They must be very powerful immortals. The common people could not help but look at these people and whisper .

"What are so many immortals doing in Yinzhou?"

"I don't know, nothing major will happen, right?"

"No, I haven't heard anything about it."

"Hey, you don't know about that!" A middle-aged man dressed as a storyteller with a scarf on his head waving his fan loudly attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

The hawker selling candied haws tapped the straw sticks with strings of candied haws on the ground twice: "Speak quickly."

The middle-aged man looked around for a week, and seeing that he had attracted enough attention, he shook his head in satisfaction and said, "The world is not peaceful now, even Yinzhou City, which is protected by the world's number one fairy gate, has a big problem. .”

"What's the big deal?"

"That's right, don't be tricky." Everyone around was aroused by curiosity, and urged the middle-aged man who was tight-fisted dissatisfied.

The middle-aged man dressed as a storyteller closed his fan with a snap, "There is a small town in the south of the city called Pingyang Town. Just a few days ago, the demon girl brought people to Pingyang Town. Without the living dead, Pingyang Town is now a ghost town!"

The little girl selling small pendants turned pale with fright: "Ghost...ghost town?"

"It's a lie!" The courageous young man didn't believe it. "If such a big thing really happened, why didn't we have any news?"

"That's right, how did you know that!"

"What did I lie to you!" The man in the middle of the question looked unhappy, and was about to tell more facts to prove that he wasn't talking nonsense.

"When the demon girl was making trouble in Pingyang Town, she happened to be seen by the disciple of the Yao family. The disciple hurried back and reported to Patriarch Yao. Lying on the bed."

"Let me tell you, those immortals are here to deal with the affairs of Pingyang Town, and the clothes they wear look like the children of the first immortal sect, Xian Lingzong."

Seeing that what he said looked good, the common people believed a little bit, so their expressions changed drastically, and everyone was in danger, afraid that the demon clan would continue to make trouble.

The middle-aged man was smooth, seeing everyone's worried appearance, he covered half of his face with a fan, and pretended to be mysterious: "The demon girl is more beautiful than Miss Liu in the Spring Wind Building Woolen cloth."

Hearing what he said, he still remembered worrying about the disappearance, and laughed at the man together: "Yo, have you seen it with your own eyes?"

"If you don't want to die, go to Pingyang Town to find her, haha."

Let’s talk about looking back at Heng and the others, it was the first time Yunmo went down the mountain, and everything she saw was novel, and she was dragged back several times by senior brother Yan Wen when she ran around. Stopped, "Don't run around, if you get lost, we won't care about you when the Yao family comes."

As soon as the words fell, I heard a voice from behind: "Who are the immortal masters of Xianlingzong?"

Yan Wen and the others turned around when they heard the figure, and saw three immortal cultivators, the leader of whom had the highest cultivation level. He had just arrived at the golden alchemy stage, Yan Wen looked them up and down carefully, and saw the engraved The wooden sign with the word "Yao" has a bottom line: "We are the disciples of Xianlingzong."

Hearing the words, the leader was overjoyed, and he clasped his fists towards Yan Wen: "I am the son of Yao Yihong, Yao Xian, and I am here to wait for the immortal master by my father's order."

Yan Wen returned the salute to him: "Young Master Yao, we are all disciples of the sect, and we cannot be called immortal masters. Just call me Yan Wen."

Immortal cultivators don't care about these empty etiquettes. Yao Xian didn't insist too much when he heard Yan Wen say that, but it was not good to call him by his name directly. It was Song's head disciple, "Young Master Yan, please go to your home to rest and recuperate first, and I will tell you about the specific situation in Pingyang Town."

Yan Wenwen, Gu Heng, and the others looked at each other, and understood that they had the same thoughts as him, so they said to Yao Xian: "It's still early in the day, we want to go to Pingyang Town first, and please ask Mr. Yao to lead the way, and tell us the specific situation on the way. .”

Hearing what Yan Wen said, even if Yao Xian didn't want to go to that ghost town anymore, he didn't dare to say it out, so he had to bite the bullet and lead the way.

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Pingyang Town is in the south of Yinzhou City, the town is not big, only a few hundred households, and it is far away from Yinzhou City, in a remote location, plus the fact that the Yao family concealed the news in order not to cause panic among the people, this Pingyang Town has become a ghost town, And Yinzhou City is still prosperous and peaceful.

On the way, through Yao Xian's introduction, Yan Wen and the others roughly understood the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that a few disciples of the Yao family happened to be eliminating evil spirits near Pingyang Town. They saw the demon girl leading people into Pingyang Town. The famous actress.

Although this person's name sounds like a gentle and virtuous woman, she is also very beautiful, but she is a real witch who kills without blinking an eye. Her methods are extremely cruel and her cultivation level is high. Monk's blood.

Seeing that the leader of the demon clan was Yu Ling, that demon girl, the disciples of the Yao family secretly thought it was a bad idea, but with their little cultivation, they would still give away their heads if they went up.

The disciples of the Yao family had no choice but to follow secretly first, to see clearly what the demon girl was going to do, and then play it by ear.

I saw that Yingling led all the demons into a restaurant, and grabbed everyone in the restaurant. A man tried to escape, but in the blink of an eye, a woman's hand pierced his heart.

Yu Ling withdrew her hand, casually licked the blood on her hands, and a pair of bewitching eyes swept around the trembling common people: "Anyone who dares to escape again will end up just like him."

They are all ordinary people, they are as weak as ants in front of the demons, who would dare to be disobedient and stand in place tremblingly when they see the end of escaping.

Yu Ling smiled in satisfaction, she was so beautiful, who would have thought that no one would kill someone like this without blinking an eye.

Yu Ling took the handkerchief handed over by her subordinates, wiped the blood on her hands, and threw the red-stained handkerchief contemptuously on the ground.

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