Shizun's persona completely collapsed

The forest was dark and cloudy, and the fog became heavier as it went in. In order to prevent the fog from being poisonous, Ruan Xinglan hurriedly took out a detoxification pill from his Qiankun bag.

After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and walked to the front: "Master, open your mouth!"

Mu Qianqiu frowned, shook his head and refused.

Ruan Xinglan persisted: "Master, open your mouth!"

Not knowing if it was out of guilt towards his apprentice, Mu Qianqiu finally opened his mouth and let the apprentice push the elixir into his mouth.

Not happy yet, his waist suddenly tightened.

The Qiankun bag containing the headless corpse moved again, rolling vigorously inside.

Out of politeness and easy to remember, Ruan Xinglan gave the other party a simple and easy-to-understand name like last time, called "Bang Guy".

Although the stick guy has no head, it doesn't mean he is stupid. There is still some spiritual power left in his body, and he is pointing them in the direction with great force at this moment.

With the experience from last time, Ruan Xinglan quickly identified the direction that the stick guy was pointing at, patted Master on the shoulder, and signaled Master to hurry up.

Mu Qianqiu didn't say anything, it was indeed wrong, and he was willing to pamper his apprentice.

Not long after the two walked forward, they heard rustling sounds, and the surrounding scene changed unknowingly. When they regained their senses again, there was no forest, and the two were in the same street.

Ruan Xinglan felt a chill down his spine, knowing that now was not the time to act like a spoiled child, as soon as he retracted his tail, he jumped off Mu Qianqiu's back.

Holding the long sword in his hand, he looked around vigilantly and smelled a bit of blood.

They looked at each other with Mu Qianqiu, knowing each other, and walked forward for a while.

The shops on the left and right sides of the street were closed, let alone people on the road, not even a dog.Ruan Xinglan searched his brains, trying to recall if there was such a plot in the original text.

After thinking about it, I can't think of anything.Had to give up for the time being.

"Master, do you think there will be any evil spirits haunting here?"

Mu Qianqiu said: "I don't know. But it's better to be more vigilant."

Ruan Xinglan said again: "Really, the evil spirits didn't take the initiative to come out. Do we want us to sneak them out one by one? It's not good to be self-conscious. And..." Grinding his teeth, "Why does the evil spirit have no quality of life at all? It’s so easy to be satisfied just to hide in this corner and live in a corner.”

Mu Qianqiu glanced at him sideways: "As a teacher, I don't know if Xie Chong is easy to be satisfied with the status quo, but it is very common for people to be satisfied with the status quo, bowing their heads like fate."

Ruan Xinglan felt that he was pointing fingers at Sang Huai and was about to say something more.

Suddenly, a hoarse male voice was heard.

It's Song Yaoguang!

Ruan Xinglan shuddered, and followed Mu Qianqiu after Xunsheng. The two of them found an ancient building all the way, and then stopped.

This ancient building seemed to appear out of thin air, and it seemed out of place with the whole street.

Two big red lanterns hung on the eaves outside, and there were two rows of paper figurines beside the door.Ruan Xinglan took a closer look, the boy on the left, the girl on the right, the boy on the left and the girl on the right, all of the paper figurines had white faces and red lips, and two big blushes.

But for some reason, they were obviously paper figurines with no expression, but they gave Ruan Xinglan the illusion that they were smiling.

His body was chilly, and to be honest, even Da Zonggong would be a little scared in such a weird scene.

Subconsciously blocking in front of Mu Qianqiu, Ruan Xinglan clenched his long sword tightly and said, "Master, don't be afraid! I will protect you!"

Mu Qianqiu turned his head and glanced at him, then raised his eyes to look at the door plaque, the bloody four characters "Desperate Ghost Building".

"Follow up."

After saying such a sentence, Mu Qianqiu waved his sleeves, and the boys and girls on both sides staggered to and fro. The dilapidated and rusty gate was blown open by the wind, and walked in.

Ruan Xinglan rubbed his cold arm, thinking that he would let Shou suffer for a while, and he would be afraid later.

Unexpectedly, he had just entered the door when a bloody head suddenly fell from the door plaque.

Ruan Xinglan was so frightened that he fell down in such a place. Ruan Xinglan screamed, knocked his head flying with his fist, and fled into Mu Qianqiu's arms. He crawled onto Mu Qianqiu's body and said loudly: "Master! Wow, I'm afraid, Master! Save me, save me, I'm so scared! Master!"

"Not afraid." Mu Qianqiu patted the cowardly Ruan on the waist, "With Master here, Xinglan is not afraid."

Ruan Xinglan was terribly frightened, her legs felt weak, and she crawled out of Mu Qianqiu's arms for a while.Blushing and scratching his head.

After that, he didn't dare to take half a step away from his master, and followed behind him step by step.

This ancient building not only looks dilapidated from the outside, but the inside is even more dilapidated, dust and cobwebs are everywhere, and there is a disgusting smell in the air.

The stairs were babbling, Mu Qianqiu walked in front, looking left and right, Ruan Xinglan tugged at his sleeves, and looked around vigilantly. It was pitch black, and he could vaguely see murals hanging on the wall. These are indescribable dual cultivation postures.

With Ruan Xinglan's eyesight, he can recognize many kinds. What's more spiritual is that there are some words under each mural, but the specifics are unclear. "Master, I want to take a look over there." Ruan Xinglan tugged at Mu Qianqiu's sleeve and pointed at the mural, "There are words over there, I want to take a look."

Mu Qianqiu followed his finger, and his eyes immediately became obscure.

Neither good nor bad.

With one arm around his apprentice's waist, he lightly touched the ground with his feet, and flew over lightly.

Reaching out to grab the cover hanging from the roof, Mu Qianqiu said lightly: "Look quickly."

Ruan Xinglan quickly agreed, and after a closer look, she was immediately happy.

Let’s start with the first picture, Long Yang’s posture, the old man pushes the cart, deep and long, durable, and as refreshing as a dragon’s essence and a tiger’s fierceness.

In the second picture, the two postures of Longyang and Furong tent are warm and the fish are eye-to-eye, and the sky is about to fly to the fairy at the third watch.

In the third picture, the three postures of Longyang, the dragon turns around, and in the fourth picture, the horseshoe shakes.

That's basically it after that.

As expected of Haitang Wen, it is incisive, powerful, and extraordinary.

If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, Ruan Xinglan would have wanted to applaud for love.Looking quickly to the far side, there are two long lines of words: Anyone who sees this mural, hopes to carry forward the goodness of Longyang.

Then, the signature below: The number one stormed demon king in the demon world, Chong Yuan, hereby congratulates Mu Qianqiu, the number one beauty in the cultivation world, on her birthday.

24 The trend of Longyang, I hope you like it, recommend yourself as a pillow mat, warm the tent at red night, and look forward to your arrival every day.

Ruan Xinglan: "..."

Mu Qianqiu frowned, and said displeasedly: "If you die without repentance, you have no sense of shame."

After that, with a slight swing, he jumped up to the second floor with Ruan Xinglan in his arms.Gently brushing off the non-existing dust on the sleeves, Mu Qianqiu said: "Xinglan, don't take it to heart, you just don't know."

But the problem is, he has already seen it, so how could he not know it.

Could it be that this ancient building was also built by the Demon Lord during his lifetime?The owner of the ancient building is the Demon Lord himself?

Ruan Xinglan really couldn't think of the plot here, and felt melancholy.When I think of the villain in the original text congratulating Mu Qianqiu on his birthday, I feel extremely uncomfortable.

There is always a feeling that your sweetheart is being coveted by others.Displeased, very displeased.

"Master! Forget about that slut, this disciple picks up trash to support you!" Putting his hands on Mu Qianqiu's waist, he put his toes on and said: "The devil is an ugly man! Let's ignore him!"

Mu Qianqiu nodded and said good.

Now that it is known that the owner of this ancient building is the Demon Lord, it must be even more indescribable.

The two came to the first floor and opened the first door.

What came into view was a group of naked people, tied to the punishment post, and beside them stood a green-faced, long-toothed evil spirit, holding fiery red scissors in one hand, opening the opponent's mouth, picking out the tongue, and cutting it off with a click.

The severed tongue was thrown directly into the stove next to it, and a pile was stacked on top of it, sizzled by the charcoal, and the room was filled with a strong smell of blood.The blood filled every gully of the bronze stove, accumulating over time, forming a thick layer of black blood stains, surrounded by dense incantations.There were screams one after another, and there were bloody things everywhere.

Ruan Xinglan was so disgusted that she almost vomited.

Knowing that these are illusions and not being real, she hurriedly dragged Mu Qianqiu out.

When the door was closed, all the phantoms were blocked from the door.

Mu Qianqiu thought for a long time before saying: "Eighteen floors, eighteen floors of hell."

"What? Eighteen levels of hell? Master, according to your opinion, the one in the room just now..."

"Tongue cutting hell."

There are good people and bad people, and there are good ghosts and evil ghosts.People go to hell after death, good people cross Naihe Bridge, drink Mengpo soup, and reincarnate.Evil people cannot be reincarnated. Ghost kings judge officials, black clothes and white faces, a writing brush, and a book of Yin. Good people are rewarded, and wicked people are sentenced.

In addition to tongue-cutting hell, there are mountains of knives, oil pans, stone pressures, knives and saws, iron trees, and tortures, which are more terrifying than the next.It's all bloody stuff.

At first, I thought there would be some beautiful scenery behind the door, but I never thought it would be such a thing.Ruan Xinglan couldn't agree with the taste of scoundrels.

From then on, every time I went up to a floor, I didn't dare to push the door to look again.I have been on the No.18 floor, which is the legendary ultimate hell.There is no way further up.

In front of the two of them, there are two doors.One yin and one yang.

Ruan Xinglan clenched his fists, swallowed, and asked with difficulty, "Master, which door do you think we should open?"

Mu Qianqiu shook his head: "I don't know."

Ruan Xinglan thought for a while, and then asked: "Master, do you want to separate from me?"

Mu Qianqiu frowned, shook his head again, and said firmly: "No."

It's not whether you want to, but whether you can.

The phrase "can't" seems to have a lot of connotations.Ruan Xinglan felt that she was valued by Mu Qianqiu.And it is uniquely valued.

And found that Mu Qianqiu needed him, couldn't do without him, couldn't live without him.

Very good, a small red flag was planted in Master's heart very smoothly.

I never thought that Master's next sentence would be: "This seat will be clean without you, but if you leave this seat, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this ancient building."

"..." Ruan Xinglan felt that he had been insulted, and it was a great humiliation, he immediately clenched his fists, frowned his pretty brows, raised his eyes to meet his weak eyes, and said imposingly, "Say it again? "

Mu Qianqiu said: "Say it again? Ask for a beating? Kneel down."

As a result, Ruan Xinglan's newly brewed aura was immediately blown away by these two short sentences.

There is no way, he just dotes on Mu Qianqiu too much, his wife indulges Mu Qianqiu, and likes Mu Qianqiu too much.So much so that he climbed on his own head to act as a domineering ancestor.

Anyway, it doesn't belong to other people's family, what else can I do with my own family's receiving, besides spoiling it.If you make do with it, how can you separate it?

So Ruan Xinglan gave up, and spread his hands together: "Okay, then we will not separate, we will never separate, you live and you live, you die and you die, choose one of life and death, master, you choose."

Mu Qianqiu said: "Why choose one of the two, can't you break through two doors at the same time?"

Ruan Xinglan was taken aback by the sudden explosion of these words, thinking that Mu Qianqiu's idea was really strange and bold.

It is said that there are [-] levels of hell, and the last level must be extremely terrifying, and ordinary people must not be able to bear it.Mu Qianqiu is clearly going to the bathroom with a lantern, looking for death!

In order to survive for a few more episodes, Ruan Xinglan rushed over and hugged Mu Qianqiu's arm, and said seriously: "Master! I don't allow you to act foolishly!"

"Help or run away."

Mu Qianqiu always said the same thing when speaking, seeing that the silly apprentice had no intention of helping, he raised his hand and gently pushed the person away, and then slammed his sword in the air, breaking two doors at the same time.

Suddenly, Ruan Xinglan ran up to Mu Qianqiu, holding the long sword and looking ahead vigilantly.

The door on the left is pitch black, you can't see your fingers, you can't see anything, the door on the right is bright and white, and you can't see anything.

Black and white are clean and pure to the extreme.

In the end, you still have to choose one of the two and resign yourself to fate.

The author has something to say: the first update~there are two and three updates, because it is really difficult for me to follow next month's daily list