Kuaishou: The host of salted fish has an ancestral crow's mouth

Chapter 16 The Second Senior Sister's Little Lazy Cat Has Become a Spirit! (16)
"It's a monster!"

The demon eroded by the demonic energy only appeared in the period when the demons had not been sealed thousands of years ago.

"There is no problem with the seal of the demon clan, and there is no trace of demon energy in the world. Where did this demon come from?"

Hu Mushuang replied: "Jiangzhou."

"Wake him up." Hu Sheng said.

Hu Mushuang used the spiritual power to bind the demon rope and automatically wrapped it tightly around Wei Yu's skin.

"Well."

Wei Yu fell to the ground and woke up in pain with a muffled sound. He was in such a mess that he didn't have the gentle and jade-like gentleman's posture of yesterday.

"You slaughtered all the people in the city, created illusions, sent distress letters, lured my sect's disciples there, and then imitated handwriting to write distress letters. You wanted to lure me there, and diverted the tiger away from the mountain. The purpose was to steal the sealed jade ring held by our sect. What the suzerain said is true. right?"

Wei Yu fell to the ground, bowed his head, unable to see his expression, only heard a low laugh.

"Oh, so what!"

Master Nanfeng slapped the table and said angrily: "Little monster, you are so rampant!"

During the out-of-body period, the spiritual energy unceremoniously spread towards Wei Yu.

His face was flushed, the veins on his neck popped up, and he vomited blood.

"Okay."

Master Nanfeng withdrew his hands and sat down angrily.

Hu Sheng asked, "Who is behind you?"

How could a mere monster know that there must be someone to help seal the jade ring and that he could not get the jade ring by himself.

With his mouth full of blood, Wei Yu sneered, "You think I'll tell you."

Hu Xian thought it was funny that he smiled with bloody teeth like this, and tightened his mouth to prevent her from laughing out loud in such a serious environment.

"You will." Hu Sheng didn't get annoyed by his stubbornness, and ordered: "Mu Shuang will imprison him in the magic washing pool and try again the next day."

"Yes."

"Junior Brother, the Zongmen disciple competition will start in two days, and most of the disciples in the sect are still in a coma. Why don't you interrogate the disciples about what kind of demonic poison is in their bodies?"

Hu Sheng: "No, he's just a puppet, it's impossible to know, Zong Zhongjia is on guard against this matter and keeps quiet."

I remember Mu Shuang said that Fu Zong also received a distress letter from Jiangzhou.

Hu Sheng frowned, and set off for Fu Zong.

Fu Zong.

Master Fu Zong, Xie Xing rubbed his temples with a headache, sitting on the armchair and pointing to the little junior sister, Master Changchun, who was kneeling on the ground.

"I've only been in seclusion for half a year, and you lost the jade ring entrusted to you, so kill me."

The master of Changchun Peak knelt on the ground obediently, and sincerely admitted his mistake: "Brother, I'm sorry, I was just impulsive when I received the distress letter from my precious little apprentice. Punishment."

"When a guest comes, you leave first."

The master of Changchun Peak got up and left, and a disciple came to deliver a message.

"Sovereign, Sect Master Jianzong is visiting."

"Please come in."

"Yes."

Xie Xingsong got up and tidied his clothes, and stepped forward to greet him with a smile: "Old Hu, long time no see, this junior sister gave me two altars of fine wine, let's catch up on the old days."

Hu Sheng declined with a serious expression: "Old Xie, I'll drink the wine another day. I have something important to ask you about Yuhuan."

Xie Xingsong put away his smile, set up an enchantment and asked: "No way, your Zong Yuhuan is also lost!"

Hearing "also", Hu Sheng knew that something he was worried about had happened.

So he told Xie Xingsong everything.

"I didn't expect there to be omissions back then. With such a design, the demon can escape the mountain guard formation and come and go quietly, and its strength is not low."

"No matter how strong you are, you have to catch him, otherwise the world of cultivating immortals will experience another bloodbath."

"Have you notified the other four sect masters?"

"It has been notified on the way here, and it should be on the way now."

Hu Xian crossed his legs and ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake with one hand, and smoothed Meow Meow's hair with the other hand, watching what happened with the suzerain's father leisurely from the perspective of God.

The days when you don’t have to wake up early and wait until late at night are just cool!
Shouted: "Yuexi, I want to eat roast duck, braised pork, big lobster..."

The name of the dish is reported out with a small mouth.

Meow, resting with squinted eyes, raised her cat ears, her eyes widened brightly, and she pulled at Hu Xian's collar.

"Meow."

Humans and fish.

my fish.

Hu Xian raised his eyebrows lazily, "You little greedy cat, Yuexi and braised fish, that's all."

"Okay, miss."

After half an hour.

One person and one cat looked at the delicious food on the table, their eyes gleaming.

"Wow!"

"Meow~"

"Yuexi, that's great!"

Hu Xian held out his thumb.

Yuexi is shy.

One person and one cat ate happily, lying under the peach blossom tree, squinting their eyes and basking comfortably in the sun.

Yuexi was standing not far away, her eyes were curved, and she felt as if she saw two full-fed and round kittens, stretching their limbs to bask in the sun lazily and comfortably.

The next day.

Hu Xian hugged Miao Miao for a walk, sat on the rocks by the pool to feed the fish, and watched from a distance as Hu Mu held onto Wei Yu, who was wearing iron chains, as he walked towards the main hall.

Miaomiao stared intently at the big fat carp in the pond, ready to move.

Hu Xian threw down a handful of fish food and called to Shu Ling.

(Shu Ling, open the plot.)
[Today, the person sitting in the main hall is not the master of Sifeng, but the suzerain of the six sects, a powerful monk in the world of cultivating immortals. The atmosphere is more solemn and solemn than yesterday, and the hall is full of coercion from the powerful.

After being washed away by the magic pool, Wei Yugang, who regained his sanity, stepped over the threshold and almost knelt down.

Hu Mushuang brought Wei Yu into the hall: "Father, someone brought it here."

"Ah."

Hu Mushuang retreated.

The high-ranking and powerful men of the six directions looked down at the ants kneeling in chains in the temple.

Hu Sheng, who was in the middle, said, "Tell me who is behind it?"

Wei Yu, an ant in the palace, looked down and couldn't see the emotion in his eyes, but he could feel the strong breath of despair, "I don't know, that day I was chasing a thief and a man in black suddenly appeared in the alley, and then his eyes went dark and waited." When I woke up, I found that my body was out of control, and I could only watch with my eyes..." The words paused, and the scene of that day flashed in my mind, and I closed my eyes to hide the pain in my eyes, "The people in the city killed each other, blood flowed like rivers."

Xie Xingsong: "This monster has a tough mouth, and I can read the memory directly."

The Venerable Fozong clasped his hands together, dressed in cassock, with the light of Buddha on his body, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, "Thank you, Sect Master, don't be impatient."

Xie Xingsong didn't like this bald guy the most. He had a paralyzed face all day long, neither happy nor sad, as if nothing could arouse his mood swings, "It's not that your jade ring is lost, of course you are not in a hurry."

Lady Yu, the patriarch of the Hehuan Sect, has a face like a peach blossom, with her legs crossed, her arms resting on her knees and her chin resting on her palm, she is at ease, looking down at Wei Yu charmingly and condescendingly: "In my opinion, what Sect Master Xie said is right, instead of fighting with this monster Instead of wasting tongues judging whether his words are true or false, why not read the memory, which is the most fast, direct and clear.

The master of Wanshou Sect stroked the rabbit in his arms and nodded in agreement: "This is indeed a good idea."

After many years of cultivating magical instruments, the simple and honest man with a lot of muscles chooses a difficult weapon. The suzerain thinks that Xie suzerain has a method that is feasible, and three people agree with this method. Hu suzerain and the Buddha sect haven't made a statement yet, three-on-three, a little entangled, and then I heard Hu Zongzhu say.

　One more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)