Quick Wear: The host is beautiful and ruthless

Ning Yan put the things on the table into the storage device, then lay down on the bed.

'You said that the highest level of cultivation is the golden elixir, which means that Elder Jin didn't come, but Mu Zeqing has a special status, so he can't completely ignore it. At least he will send a few powerful disciples back. '

And the system said that the person was a post-Jindan stage, so she was even more sure of this guess.

The system finally understood.

It turned out to be no coincidence.

[By the way, host, I forgot to mention something. The Holy Fire Snow Lotus can repair meridians! 】

Ning Yan: "!!"

Okay, originally I just wanted to cause damage, but now I have to rob it.

Tsk, it's a little tricky.

……

Demonic world——

In Jingwu Prefecture, the Prince Hengyang's palace was wailing. The tall and majestic outer wall collapsed, the black sand was scattered, the demon servant holding the halberd fell to the ground unconscious, and the whole palace was covered with desolation.

The man walked out of the darkness. His steps were very light. Dressed in white, he was incompatible with the desolation on the ground. He was as handsome as a god. There were a few drops of thick ink-like blood splashed on the side of his face.

He was clearly smiling, but there was no warmth in his eyes, making him feel cold from head to toe.

The power in his palm had not dissipated, and every time he took a step forward, the people in the main hall took a step back, clutching their wounds.

"Give you another chance, where is Chu Qi?"

King Hengyang was frightened and angry, and his voice was trembling, "I, I don't know Chu Qi, I don't know where he is...who are you?"

Tonight, he was drinking and having fun with many beauties in the hall. Unexpectedly, this man fell from the sky and asked where Chu Qi was.

He didn't know what Chu Qi was, so he thought he was a madman, and waved his hand to his subordinates to take him down. He never thought that this man was so powerful that all his guards were knocked away in an instant.

Watching his subordinates fall one by one, he flew away from his seat to join the battle. The moment the two of them fought, the house collapsed, and the next second, he was seriously injured by the man.

He ranks among the top ten in the demon world, but he can't even defeat a man!
The man smiled, a storm brewing in his palm, "Since you don't know anything, then..."

Suddenly, a voice came.

"Sir, please be merciful, I know where Chu Qi is!"

The sound came before anyone arrived, and the rough volume even shook the floor.

The man was muscular, with two sharp horns on his head, and a beard that covered the lower half of his face.

King Hengyang was shocked and vomited out a mouthful of blood, "Why did you choose this time to come back? This man is very powerful. Run away!"

The stupid brother should have arrived tomorrow morning, but why did he bump into a man?

The horned man did not respond to his brother. He stared at the man closely, "May I ask if the Chu Qi you are talking about is the Chiyue King who tried to rule the demon world a thousand years ago?"

King Hengyang was stunned, what is King Zhiyue?Why hasn't he heard of it?

The man's smile faded slightly. Has it been a thousand years...

"Do you know his whereabouts?"

Seeing that the other party had removed the magic power from his hand, the horned man finally breathed a sigh of relief, "He is dead. If we want to find his body, we can use the entire Jingwu State to find it."

The deeds of King Jiyue only exist in a corner of the history books. He also discovered it accidentally while reading a book, and his awareness was very low.

Thousands of years ago, there were eleven states in the Demon Realm. Chu Qi was once the leader of Fengyuan Prefecture. He preferred to study formations. After the demon master disappeared, he tried to control the Demon Realm. However, his strength was too low and he failed in the end. Fengyuan Prefecture was also divided among other states. .

The smile on the man's face disappeared completely. He teleported to the horned man and said in a cold voice, "You didn't lie to me?"

A huge sense of oppression and invasion came over him, and cold sweat dripped down the horned man's forehead. "I didn't lie. This is recorded in the history books. He has been dead for 1000 years..."

The man stood there, silent.

The horned man moved tentatively, but when he saw that the other party did not respond, he moved to King Hengyang to check the injury.The two talked quietly.

"Brother, does our demon world still have the character of King Chiyue?" King Hengyue asked.

"This is not important, let me tell you..."

As soon as he came back, he saw the dilapidated scene of the palace and knew that the strength of the visitor was unfathomable.

The demon world has always respected martial arts, and whoever is the strongest can be the leader. If the brother dies in the hands of a man today, Jingwu City will not hunt down the man, but will only elect a new leader.

……

The snow is white, the wind is biting, and the eaves of the house are like a thick layer of white hair. The snow here seems to have never melted since the first day, and it is getting colder day by day.

"I should have persuaded him that day. There were obviously wild wolves there, but he still went there to hunt for our family's future food..."

"Other people say that monsters are catching people. What if he is captured by monsters and we two are left in this world..."

"..."

The middle-aged woman in simple clothes burst into tears, her eyes were red, her tears fell again and again, and her whole body exuded an unbearable despair.

Ning Yan poked at the firewood in the stove. After the woman vented her anger, she comforted, "Mom, please be careful and don't be too sad. Maybe uncle is just lost, or he is still hunting in the mountains. Your child is still so young, so we have to start a fight." So energetic..."

Ning Yan comforted her for a while, and the woman barely stopped crying.

After a while, the girl stood up and said goodbye to her aunt.

The aunt's husband was one of the first people to disappear recently. In order to find out the news, she took over the errand of delivering charcoal to the aunt's house.

Of course, there are usually clerks in the store who specialize in delivering goods. The system found out that a clerk was on leave today and the boss was too busy to spare time, so Ning Yan was facilitated.

Of course she only gave it away once.

The cold wind carried thick snowflakes, flying across the sky one by one, vividly explaining what is meant by goose-feather heavy snow.

The girl wrapped herself in a thick fox fur and stepped on it. The snow on the road was almost up to her knees, making walking very inconvenient.

[Host, do you think the missing people in the town are still alive? 】The system asked.

'Maybe. '

【Ah...huh?Host, did you guess something? 】It thought the host would say it didn’t know.

Ning Yan didn't answer the system. She stopped and looked at the dark sky.

Under the dead of winter, everything is desolate.

The girl's long eyelashes tremble slightly, and her delicate skin is even more porcelain-white under the ice and snow. Her eyes are as dark as an abyss, and her eyes are like glaciers that have been silent for thousands of years, radiating coldness from the inside out.

The slender and thin back was straight and straight, and the aura was cold and sharp, like the cold moon on a cold night, with a biting coldness.

In this world of ice and snow, it is dazzling.

The system did not continue to ask questions.
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courtyard.

"Ooooooooo-"

The fox's mournful neighing was mixed with the sound of thrashing, and the cub huddled in the corner. Its originally white hair was wet with dirty water, mixed with blood that had long since solidified.

The little fox was very pitiful. Almost half of the skin on its back was torn open, and the bloody flesh and bones were exposed to the air.

It screamed continuously, blood soaking the ground and the corner behind it.

The disciples wearing sect costumes were waving whips and whipping the cubs one after another.

Only two oil lamps burned in the dark cellar.

After a long time, the man laughed eerily, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)