The female supporting role is unqualified gl[Transmigration Book]

After the Mozu finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall fell silent in an instant. Feng Qi lowered her head, anxious and absent-minded. Ji Manqiu held the wine glass and shook it lightly. She didn't know what she was thinking. Only Liu Yue frowned. When he got up, a trace of anger flashed across his face, "Which monk of the righteous way did it?" They haven't been in such a mess for a long time in the devil world.

Nanshan can be lost, but the premise must be that they voluntarily give up the Demon Realm, instead of being forcibly taken back by the Righteous Way.

"It seems to be someone from Misty Valley."

Liu Yue raised her hand to let the servant behind her back down, then squinted her eyes, and said displeasedly: "It's this Misty Valley again, I think the envoy has a lot of opinions on this sect, so he just followed his will..." She As he spoke, he looked at Ji Manqiu.

Ji Man drank the wine in the glass slowly, glanced at Feng Qi, said with a low smile, "Let's listen to the saintess about Misty Valley."

Liu Yue paused for a moment, glanced at Ji Manqiu meaningfully, and said in a deep voice, "The righteous way of slaughtering the Nanshan demons is a provocation to my demon world, if they are left alone like this, I'm afraid it will increase their prestige. "

Seeing that Ji Manqiu was unmoved, she frowned and said, "Why, have you learned to be merciful after staying on the righteous way for a few days?"

Regarding Liu Yue's insinuation, Ji Manqiu just smiled and didn't care. She picked up the jug and filled the glass, and said with pursed lips: "Being kind is not a thing, it's just that the emissary is not pleasing to the eye, so I don't want to get along with you." His will."

Hearing what she said, Liu Yue's face softened a little. She could accept that Ji Manqiu and Feng Qiyin would leave their identities and stay on the righteous way and would not come back, but she would not tolerate their betrayal of the demon world by turning to the right way, "I know You have suspicions about the messenger." She paused for a moment, then said earnestly: "But now that the face of the demon world has been swept away by the righteous way, can you bear it?"

The Righteous Way has been suppressed by the Demon Realm for many years, and now Liu Yue is very dissatisfied with the sudden recovery.

Ji Manqiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you want?"

"Kill that upright monk, as a warning to others."

"Okay." Ji Manqiu rubbed his chin and said with a smile, "Why don't we let the envoy handle it."

As long as Liu Yue can teach the right person a lesson, it doesn't matter who he lets go, but the only person who can send Gu Mo Nian is Feng Qi, so she didn't speak but looked sideways at Feng Qi.

Feng Qi recovered from her own thoughts. Although she was absent-minded just now, she actually heard the conversation between Ji Manqiu and Liu Yue verbatim, so after meeting Liu Yue's questioning eyes, she just He frowned and said, "We'll talk about the right way later, the most important thing right now is the altar."

Hearing her mention of the altar, Liu Yue put aside her thoughts just now, thought for a while and said: "Maybe the envoy will have something about the altar..." Before she could say the word of the method, Gu Mo Nian and Mozun followed each other Come in from outside the hall.

Gu Mo Nian had already known about Nanshan's matter and had been sullen when he came in. After seeing Feng Qi, he calmed down a little, but his face was still a little dark. He didn't seem to be worried at all that he would keep someone to deal with Zhengdao after it was revealed. It would arouse Feng Qi's dissatisfaction, and after entering, he sat directly on Feng Qi's lower head.

Feng Qi glanced at him, unexpectedly did not mention the matter of Nanshan, she held the wine glass in front of her without drinking, but just casually played with it, according to the identity and character of the original body, "she" would not be dissatisfied, so Feng Qi also couldn't express her dissatisfaction.

Here she is a demon clan who came down from the upper realm. She can transfer people from Nanshan back to the demon realm to help the righteous way secretly, but she can't scold a demon clan because of the righteous way, because this does not conform to the original body's setting.

Gu Monian is not Ji Manqiu and Liu Yue, Feng Qi should be more cautious when facing him, because he knows the true identity of his body.

"We were talking about the altar just now, what can the messenger do?" Liu Yue first broke the silence and asked aloud.

Gu Mo Nian frowned, thought for a while before shrugging his shoulders and said: "The altar is a passage connecting the two worlds, and only Lord Fengyang can repair it." He seemed to think again after he finished speaking. What, glanced at Feng Qi, and added: "Of course, the saint may also be able to do it."

Liu Yue was stunned for a moment and turned her head to look at Feng Qi, even Ji Manqiu and Mozun looked up, Feng Qi was noncommittal to Gu Mo Nian's words, tapped her fingers on the table a few times, and replied in a low voice: " I can only give it a try." She didn't really care if the altar could be repaired, the purpose of her coming to the Demon Realm was only to recognize Qian Kun Ling as the master.

The sooner she recognizes the Lord, the sooner she can leave the Demon Realm and go back to the Misty Valley to find Ruan Lan... What is the most important thing for her to go back to the upper realm or the fairy realm to get her sentence reduced.

Don't allow Ruan Lan's anger to be full, otherwise she might not be able to bear the price. Thinking of this, Feng Qi subconsciously straightened her back, not wanting to waste time, so she directly clicked on Ji Manqiu, frowned and said, "You Follow me to the altar."

Ji Manqiu put down the wine glass and got up to follow Feng Qi to leave. The Mozun also wanted to go with him, but Feng Qi ruthlessly refused. He looked at Feng Qi's back, touched his face and said with some regret: "Holy shit!" Women don't seem to like my type." All the hints he gave Feng Qi were ignored.

When Gu Mo Nian heard his words, he looked him up and down, curled his lips and said nothing.

The Mozun didn't get any comfort from Gu Mo Nian, so he turned his head to look at Liu Yue who was beside him. Liu Yue looked indifferent, and waved his hands when he saw him looking at her, "You know, I don't like your type either. of."

Mozun: "..." After leaving the customs, why does he feel that his charm has dropped sharply.

The altar is located in the center of the demon world, and there is a natural barrier around it. Anyone who wants to enter can't get in. Feng Qi and Ji Manqiu walked in one after the other, looking up at the altar in the middle.

The altar is carved from a piece of black stone, about half the height of a person, with coiled dragon pillars standing on all sides, and chains as thick as wrists go around the pillars to lift the altar and hang it in the air. The surrounding demonic energy is extremely active, which is unusual There seems to be a touch of spirituality in his demonic energy.

"Why did the good altar suddenly crack?" Ji Manqiu raised his hand and stroked the crack on the altar, and asked in a low voice.

Feng Qi thought for a while, and guessed: "It should be cracked because it can't bear the huge demonic energy."

"Oh?" Ji Manqiu narrowed his eyes and said with a light smile, "I remember there was a rumor that the altar can withstand seventeen people from the upper realm to descend to the lower realm at the same time." Seventeen is not the maximum that the altar can withstand. It is because this plane can only bear so many people from the upper realm.

After all, the upper realm is higher than this plane. If too many people from the upper realm come down, the plane will not be able to bear it. In contrast, there is a certain number of people from the fairy world who want to come down.

The altar can withstand the demonic energy gathered by more than a dozen demons from the upper realm, but now it is cracked because it cannot withstand the demonic energy... If there is something wrong with the altar, it is because someone who once wanted to use the altar's lower realm Really scary.

Feng Qi raised her hand to touch the altar, feeling the icy temperature from above, she was silent for a while, she did not choose to hide it but said frankly: "The upper realm knows the restrictions on the altar, so it will not send many people down on purpose. She paused for a while, then slowly said: "The reason why the altar became like this may have something to do with Lord Fengyang. She probably wanted to try the lower realm but failed."

"Lord Fengyang..." Ji Manqiu withdrew her hand, and looked at Feng Qi with a touch of inquiry in her eyes, "I have always been curious, what is your identity in the upper world?" In fact, she wanted to ask Feng Qi and What is the relationship between Lord Fengyang?

Judging from Gu Mo Nian's attitude towards Feng Qi, Feng Qi must be a popular person beside Lord Feng Yang.

"Nobody." Feng Qi evaded this question and just casually said something. She mobilized the devil energy to send it to the altar, and then took out a dagger to cut her finger, urging the devil energy to make it impossible to heal. While watching the blood dripping on the altar, she whispered: "You stay outside, if my devilish energy suddenly loses control, you will cut off the connection between me and the altar."

If she wanted to use the power of the altar to recognize Qiankunling as the owner, she would have to contact the upper realm rashly. Speaking of which, it was still dangerous, so she called Ji Manqiu to protect the dharma.

In the entire Demon Realm, only Ji Manqiu can convince Feng Qi a little bit.

Ji Manqiu watched the battle between Feng Qi and the altar, and the carelessness on her face subsided a little. She took a few steps back. Although there was no expression on her face, her gaze remained on Feng Qi.

After being fed blood by Feng Qi, the altar slowly woke up from the state of death. The surrounding demonic energy became more and more intense, gradually forming small vortices one after another. Jumping to the top of the altar, the black magic energy surrounded her little by little from her feet, and then gradually climbed up to completely cover her.

After being connected to the altar, Feng Qi felt that a large amount of demonic energy had poured into her body, and the restriction ability between planes was weakening. The call from the upper world sounded in her ears, as if she could go back as long as she had the same thought. Upper Bound.

But her purpose this time was not the upper realm, Feng Qi waited quietly for a while, and took out the Qiankun Ling after feeling that the devil energy in her body was almost exhausted.

As soon as the Qiankun bell appeared, it made a crisp sound. The sound was not loud but it lifted people's spirits. This was a deterrent from the primordial spirit.

Recognize the master... Feng Qi looked at Qiankun Bell, which was shining with a faint golden light, and held the dagger she had just used in her hand again. She cut her wrist and smeared blood on the bell.

Qiankunling is currently unowned, so she easily accepted Feng Qi's blood and demonic energy, and the recognition ceremony went smoothly. Feng Qi was still on guard at the beginning, until Qiankunling successfully recognized the master. The uneasiness and apprehension slowly dissipated, and the first smile after returning to the devil world appeared on his face.

She jumped down from the altar, looked down a few times at Qian Kun Ling who had regained her tranquility, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth.

"Feng Qi." Ji Manqiu, who had been quietly watching, suddenly reminded her, "Altar."

Feng Qi thought she was reminding herself that the altar hadn't been repaired yet. She was about to put away the Qiankun Bell when she raised her eyes and glanced casually, and suddenly found a black shadow condensed above the altar. The black shadow couldn't see Clear facial features made Feng Qi feel like she was watching her quietly.

The hand holding the bell tightened slightly, Feng Qi took a step back subconsciously, and asked vigilantly, "Who?"

The black image tilted its head, and then a soft and pleasant voice suddenly sounded, "Don't you even recognize me?"

This voice was not familiar to her, but Feng Qi had already guessed who the owner of the voice was, her heart skipped a beat, but she still shouted calmly: "My lord."