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Chapter 71 54. The Truth
Jiang Ping's face remained unchanged, and the demon body was revealed instantly. He stretched out his hand with fiery red flames, and with a light grasp, all the flames in the secret room condensed into his palm, and the flames fell into his hands, like a docile The elves are average.

These flames look simple and unpretentious, but in fact they contain extremely terrifying destructive power, which is not even lower than the destructive power produced by some fire spells, "How is this possible? Why is there flame in the passage leading to Baicao Demon City?" ?” Lianqiao said in disbelief.

"Master, those people have left, and I can leave the bowl now, do you want to come and pick me up?" Jiang Ping was about to explain to Lian Qiao, when Jiang Xiaowan's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

Hearing Jiang Xiaowan's voice, Jiang Ping couldn't help but be delighted, maybe asking Jiang Xiaowan to explain to Lianqiao might be more convincing than what he said, "Sister Lianqiao, come with me to a place, when you get there , you can understand the whole process of the matter."

Lianqiao let Jiang Ping pull her with a blank face, and went to the house where Jiang Xiaowan was, "Nanli, where are you taking me? Baicao City is still waiting for us to rescue it!" Lianqiao said in a trembling voice arrive.

"Rescue? Just rely on the two of us? What kind of cultivation is Mo Yu? A strong man in the demon commander realm is equivalent to a foundation-building monk among human monks. Even if he can't handle things, even if we go, we will die in vain. That's all!" Jiang Ping ruthlessly broke Lianqiao's fantasy.

Forsythia fell silent. Jiang Ping's words were indeed correct. Although Jiang Ping was the strength of the demon generals in the later stages, the battle between the demon generals was not something that Jiang Ping could intervene in. Therefore, Lianqiao could only follow Jiang Ping's arrangement. In this case, Jiang Ping seemed to be her life-saving straw.

Jiang Ping and Lianqiao were very fast, and they walked into the depths of the poor alley in a short time. Along the way, Lianqiao's appearance attracted many eyes, and even followed The two chased after them, but their speed was too fast, and they could only watch them leave helplessly.

Walking into the courtyard, there were still traces of burning fire on the ground. Jiang Ping felt the temperature, and it was already cool. It seems that Yinhuwei and the others should have entered Baicao City for a long time, but there is one thing that Jiang Ping has never figured out.

That is the route they took down to Baicao City. Normally, the passage to Baicao City can be quickly reached. Only the silk language shop is the right way. "Could it be?" Jiang Ping stepped on the surrounding land, which was very soft, like It is generally turned over.

"Sure enough, it's the rat monsters in the Yellow Earth Demon City!" Jiang Ping muttered to himself, digging out Jiang Xiaowan's alms bowl from the soil, Jiang Ping reached out to take it, but found that the alms bowl became extremely heavy , without preparation, he couldn't even pick up the alms bowl.

Jiang Ping found a ray of spiritual consciousness and entered it, only to find that besides Jiang Xiaowan, there was a black lacquered stone tablet in the bowl, with intricate textures carved on it, whether it was spiritual patterns or scriptures, Jiang Xiaowan Sensing Jiang Ping's spiritual consciousness, he woke up from his cultivation state and happily flew out of the bowl.

"Young Master! You finally came to pick me up. You don't even know it. Those stinky rats are too much. They even wanted to take away the stone tablet and the bowl I was hiding in. Fortunately, I have been able to maintain the state of the spirit body, so I can control it." The bowl brought the stele inside." Jiang Xiaowan said aggrievedly.

"Have you entered the realm of Qi training?" Jiang Ping asked unwillingly.

"That's right, young man, based on my current cultivation in the ghost way, it should be at the seventh level of Qi training." Jiang Xiaowan touched her bald head and smiled naively.

Jiang Ping's heart immediately became balanced. Is there any reason for this? He has worked so hard to cultivate his true energy, and he has only cultivated to the fifth level of energy, but Jiang Xiaowan is lucky. A remnant soul with no cultivation level suddenly transformed into a ghost cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training?

With the improvement of her cultivation base, Jiang Xiaowan's spiritual intelligence has obviously improved greatly, and she is no longer as stupid as before, but rather eccentric.

"Okay, don't call me young master, just call me by my name. Let's talk about your business later. First, explain to this sister what you heard at the time. Remember to be more detailed!" Jiang Ping pointed Forsythia behind her reminded her worriedly.

"Okay, but Jiang Ping, are you sure you just want me to talk about it? It's empty talk, will this beautiful sister believe it?" Jiang Xiaowan said softly, "That's not the case, we don't have a photo of Lingbao Record." Jiang Ping helplessly shrugged his shoulders and said.

"It's not that, I can share the memories in my mind with my beautiful sister!" Jiang Xiaowan retorted, Jiang Ping is messed up, does Ghost Cultivator still have such magical spells? "Okay, then share it with me, I also want to know the truth!" Lian Qiao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly suggested.

Although Jiang Xiaowan is a ghost cultivator, and she came out of the bowl, which seems strange, but Lianqiao has no intention to ask so many questions. Now she just wants to know the truth of the matter, and only wants to know whether the monster race in Baicao City is still alive. Safety.

With Lianqiao's consent, Jiang Ping didn't say anything, and let Jiang Xiaowan fiddle with it. Jiang Xiaowan flew out of the bowl, and first asked Jiang Ping to keep his bowl and stone tablet away.

Jiang Ping simply transferred all his things to the storage bracelet in his hand, and left the vacant small storage bag for Jiang Xiaowan to store his precious bowl and stone tablet. Forsythia sat cross-legged on the ground, Jiang Xiaowan Wan kept hovering above Forsythia's head.

Jiang Xiaowan stretched out her finger, and touched the Baihui acupoint of Forsythia, and a small group of soul power flew into Lianqiao's body. come to mind.

Although there is only a thick layer of soil in the picture, the dialogue from above is very clear. One of the voices is not familiar to Lian Qiao, but the other voice is very familiar. It is the kindest and most kind voice in her heart. The city lord, the voice of Mo language.

Jiang Xiaowan calmly withdrew her spirit power, while Lianqiao was still sitting cross-legged, as if she had fallen asleep, but the tears that kept rolling down her cheeks proved that she hadn't fallen asleep.

"Hey, what's going on? Why hasn't the beautiful sister woke up yet? Is there something wrong with my spell? It shouldn't be, that's what's recorded on the ghost tablet!" Jiang Xiaowan circled the forsythia in doubt, Confused, she looked at Forsythia who hadn't woken up yet.

"Okay, Xiaowan, you've been wandering around, she must be sad!" Jiang Ping bowed to Jiang Xiaowan, signaling him to come over, and stop wandering around there, "Jiang Ping, what is sad?" Jiang Xiaowan asked innocently.

"It's sad, that is, if one day I was captured by bad guys and took away your alms bowl and stone tablet, what would you do? Would you be very sad?" Jiang Ping thought for a while, a little far-fetched explained.

Jiang Xiaowan, who was in a soul state, bit her finger and said softly, "No, then I will kill him!"

(End of this chapter)