After dressing as a cannon fodder scumbag, I wash my whites

At night, as soon as the people in the dungeon fell asleep, the parasitic spirits took over their bodies. The parasitic spirits were trapped for several days, without food for several days.

The human's fragile body was bruised and bruised. The monks present tried their best to maintain order, but they still couldn't stop them from biting their own flesh and blood.

Li Huanran couldn't bear to look any longer: "As long as Youjing is destroyed, those parasitic spirits will have no place to hide. I will kill them all at that time!"

"Senior brother, senior uncle, I'll leave it to you next." The disciple guarding the dungeon led out the entrance of the Nether Realm as the parasite said.

Li Huanran patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Junior Brother, you must guard this place and wait for us to come back."

The Nether Realm only accommodates the soul. The three of them lie on the prepared plank, close their eyes, and the soul rises together, walking towards the endless Nether Realm.

The purpose of the existence of the Netherworld is to trap the soul, and it will carefully weave a perfect illusion for the people who enter here, satisfying the most secret desires in people's hearts.People who enter the nether world are like having a dream, and finally can't distinguish between illusion and reality, and get lost in the dream.

Walking out of the pitch-black passage, a ray of white light came oncoming, followed by a beautiful landscape like a fairyland.

"This is... Broken Moon Sect?" Li Huanran glanced around in surprise, the familiar mountains and the familiar hall.

"The secluded realm weaves illusions for the immigrants, whose illusion is this?" Gu Xie asked as he looked at the several immortals standing side by side in front of the Po Yue Sect Master's hall.

The three are all monks of the Po Yue Sect, Li Huanran couldn't see anything famous: "Could it be ours?"

"No, it's Miss Wang." Mo Wenqiao recognized an acquaintance among the many disciples at a glance, flew away, and landed in front of the hall.

Mo Wenqiao's arrival didn't disturb anyone, they seemed to be unable to see him, and they were still going about their work on their own.

The head disciple walked up to the crowd and read aloud the scroll in his hand: "This entrance examination has ended, the number of people in the assessment is 320, 33 people entered the inner sect, and [-] people entered the outer sect..."

"Master." Gu Xie followed closely behind, "Is this recruiting disciples?"

"It's really Miss Wang," Li Huanran raised her hand and waved in front of Miss Wang's eyes. Miss Wang looked past him and looked at the head disciple in front of the crowd, and clenched her fists excitedly when the other party read her name , Li suddenly understood, "I didn't expect Miss Wang's wish was to enter the Po Yue Sect."

Gu Xie was not surprised by this: "The Broken Moon Sect is an ideal place for many monks."

After announcing the results of the assessment, the inner disciples will bring the new disciples into the back mountain to continue the investigation, and wait three days before the acceptance ceremony.

Miss Wang left with the crowd, and Li Huanran asked, "What should we do now? Take her out first?"

Mo Wenqiao didn't want to waste any more time here: "You first enter her illusion and take her out, and Gu Xie and I will find a way to destroy the ghost realm."

"Yes, Master Uncle." Li Huanran readily agreed.

He made a decision, changed into Po Yuezong's disciple uniform, flew in front of the new disciple who had just started, and took away Miss Wang in the name of senior brother with an excuse.

Without the slightest doubt, Miss Wang quietly followed behind Li Huanran, and the two disappeared at the gate of the sect together.

As soon as Ms. Wang left, all the people around her turned into ashes in place, and there was no sound from the Po Yue Sect, and there was no living thing at all, but the strange thing is that the illusion didn't collapse along with it.

"Let's look elsewhere." Mo Wenqiao said to Gu Xie.

There was silence behind him, Mo Wenqiao turned his head, and there was only a bare square in front of him, and Gu Xie was gone.

He was in a daze.

From the elders to the disciples of the Po Yue Sect, they all like to plant flowers and trees. The flowers, plants and trees of the Po Moon Sect are all spiritual. The headmaster said that after thousands of years, they will have their own consciousness. Some people with good talents may even be able to cultivate a human form. .

When Gu Xie was young, he had no companions around him. At that time, his master had not confiscated Shen Cheng as his apprentice, so there were only him and his master in Wenyue Mountain.

Master is busy with cultivation, so he doesn't see anyone during cultivation, Gu Xie doesn't even have a person to talk to, after one morning class, he heard from the head teacher that grasses and trees can also be cultivated into human beings, he planted peach blossom trees in Wenyue Mountain with great interest, thinking Waiting for Taohua to cultivate into a demon to be his playmate.

Plants have no heart, and it is ten thousand times more difficult to cultivate than birds and beasts. The peach blossoms on that mountain are just ordinary peach blossoms up to now.

Gu Xie took a peach blossom and held it in the palm of her hand. The delicate petals felt extremely real to the touch: "Master, this illusion is so real, every tree is the same as in reality."

Mo Wenqiao hummed, and continued to walk up Wenyue Mountain.

"Master, why did you bring me here?" Gu Xie followed, turning her head and asked him, "Aren't you going to destroy Youjing?"

Mo Wenqiao didn't speak, the main hall of Wenyue Mountain was halfway up the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, if outsiders came in, they would just get lost in the mist.

"Youjing can fulfill everyone's wishes, why destroy it?" Mo Wenqiao's indifferent voice was surrounded by the surrounding clouds and mist, as cold as morning dew.

Gu Xie tilted her head in doubt: "Master, you don't want to destroy Youjing?"

With a wave of Mo Wenqiao's right hand, the gate of the main hall automatically opened, and Gu Xie stepped into the main hall: "But how can we save those people without destroying the Netherworld?"

"Why do you have to save those people?" Mo Wenqiao turned his head, his brows and eyes were more indifferent than usual, "Gu Xie, do you really want to save people?"

Gu Xie froze for a moment: "Master, I... I listen to Master, if Master wants to save me, he wants to save me."

Mo Wenqiao said, "I don't want to save."

Mo Wenqiao was tall and thin, half a head taller than Gu Xie. He stood in front of Gu Xie, and his voice came from above Gu Xie's head.

Although Gu Xie couldn't understand why the master suddenly changed his mind, but he was used to obeying the master in everything, and the master's decision was more important than right and wrong, so he didn't question it, and replied firmly: "Then don't save me. "

Hearing his answer, Mo Wenqiao smiled softly, his handsome face looked even more handsome because of that smile.

He took a step closer, raised his hand and put it on the back of Gu Xie's neck, his palms were open and tightly pressed against him.

The cold touch penetrated into the body through a thin layer of skin, Gu Xie shrank his neck in the ice, and then froze in place bewilderedly.

"Gu Xie, do you have desires?" The master's voice became warmer, and his hands pinched the back of Gu Xie's neck, rubbing his fingers lightly, "Youjing can satisfy all your desires."

"No matter how deep you hide, those desires cannot be hidden in front of the secluded environment." Mo Wenqiao's voice became a little ethereal and soft, "Gu Xie, tell me, what do you want?"

"I..." Gu Xie listened to Mo Wenqiao's scalp-numbing voice, and said as if she had been bewitched, "I want..."

I want Master.

Halfway through the speech, Gu Xie realized something was wrong in time, so she woke up instantly, put her hand on the hilt of her sword, and looked at Mo Wenqiao sharply.

Mo Wenqiao continued to speak: "What do you want?"

Mo Wenqiao's hand slowly descended from the nape of the neck to the back, Gu Xie did not dare to move.

"I want cultivation, fame and wealth, and panacea..." Mo Wenqiao wrapped his thin arms around him, and with a force of his arm, he made him approach him, "Do you still want me?"

The two of them almost stuck together, their warm breath intertwined, and Mo Wenqiao's light-colored eyes were full of charm, tactful and long.

When Gu Xie went down the mountain to hunt down demons before, he met the most seductive fairy in the world. That fiery red fox demon had snow-white skin, red lips like blood, and charming eyes like silk. Rich merchants who run out of money only make him laugh.

He loves to attract men's energy the most, everyone he likes will fall into his hands, and he never misses until he meets Gu Xie.

He tried his best to make Gu Xie look at him more.

Now that Mo Wenqiao just looked at Gu Xie, Gu Xie felt that he was already drunk, maybe those men who were obsessed with fox demons were in this state of mind.

Gu Xie had a ghost in his heart, and he didn't dare to open his eyes again. He raised the Huikong sword, and the blade blocked Mo Wenqiao's body, and he hesitated to make a move.

"What are you doing?" Mo Wenqiao caressed Gu Xie's sharp cheek and smiled lightly.

"You are not a master." Gu Xie's sword leaned closer to Mo Wenqiao.

"I am," "Mo Wenqiao" put down his hand touching his cheek, Gu Xie felt his waist loosen, "Mo Wenqiao" untied his belt, "I am your desire, you I hope I am who I am, this is Youjing, the most beautiful place in the world."

"Here you don't have to worry about anything, you can touch me to your heart's content, you can untie my clothes, you can do whatever you want to me..."

"Shut up!" Gu Xie opened his eyes suddenly, swung his sword away, and then mobilized all his spiritual power to fly back a few steps, "Don't insult Master!"

"Insult?" Gu Xie's sword just split the coat of "Mo Wenqiao". Desire in the place, repeat your desire that cannot see the light!"

"Shut up!" Gu Xie's eyes flashed fiercely, and the Returning Sword flew up, circling in the air, and pierced the body of "Mo Wenqiao" with the force of piercing through the air.

"Mo Wenqiao" paused, his pupils dilated, his white clothes were stained red with blood, he stared at Gu Xie in a daze, and slowly fell to the ground, the blood spread to the ground in large chunks.

Gu Xie panted heavily, and raised her hand to let the Huikong sword return to her hand.

The people on the ground were not breathing, and Gu Xie suddenly seemed to see the dead body of the master a few months ago again, his face was pale and lifeless.

No, this is not Master, this is just an illusion.

Gu Xie turned her back to the corpse behind her, the Huikong sword was still dripping blood on the ground.

I should go to Master now, Master must be very worried after not seeing me for so long, I want to find him, destroy Youjing together with him, and then ask Yueshan back.

Gu Xie said to herself, and walked towards the main entrance of the main hall.

"Gu Xie."

There was a figure at the door, with his back to the light, Gu Xie paused.

"Master..."

"Gu Xie." The man walked in slowly, slowly revealing his whole face. His cold eyes were Mo Wenqiao himself. He first smiled at Gu Xie, Gu Xie reacted, and rushed to meet him.

"Master, you have come to find me."

"Why did you kill Shen Chenghui?" Mo Wenqiao stopped a few steps away from Gu Xie, and said suddenly, "Why did you kill Shen Chenghui?"

The expression on Gu Xie's face froze: "What?"

Mo Wenqiao pointed behind him, his voice was as cold as ice, and his tone seemed to fade after he hated to the extreme: "Why did you kill him?"