“Junior Brother Qingqing, the water marks here are very weird, be careful when you fall.” As soon as Zhou Xi’s reminder fell to the ground, Ye Qing fell and hit his head on the wall, almost hitting his head.
   Yan Chili and Yu Jinghan were startled, and rushed over at the same time, Tang Xi was also more nervous than anyone else, his voice was trembling and hoarse: “—Qingqing, are you alright?”
   He was just a wisp of remnant soul, and he also stretched out his hand, wanting to help the child up.
   The future of the cultivation world cannot be lost!
   “It’s okay…” Ye Qing touched his forehead, he couldn’t see his forehead, it should be red.
   The pain had just spread, and before he had time to touch it, he suddenly felt a warm body pressing against him, “You are so stupid!”
   Yan Chili said, reprimanded in a low voice, stretched out a hand, and brushed Ye Qing’s forehead, only to see a faint golden light overflowing, and the hideous red and swollen scars on Ye Qingbaijing’s forehead disappeared one by one .
   Ye Qing touched his forehead miraculously, and found that all the pain, the momentary pain, disappeared with Yan Chili’s hand brushing away.
   What kind of quick-acting painkiller is this!
   Feeling Yan Chili’s hand lingering on his forehead for a while, Ye Qing wanted to withdraw it, Ye Qing subconsciously grabbed Yan Chili’s sleeve, but he didn’t touch the fabric, and when he stretched out his hand, he felt a piece of smooth and fair skin.
   Huh! Why did you touch my brother’s hand!
   Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, and just about to let go, the next second his palm was pinched tightly by a big palm. When he raised his head, he met a pair of long and narrow eyes that were as seductive as the deep night sky.
   Ye Qing felt as if his soul was being sucked away.
   “It doesn’t hurt, does it?”
   Yan Chili gave him a low smile, the smile was quite expected, he lightly touched Ye Qing’s forehead with one hand, and held Ye Qing’s slightly struggling hand with the other. A sharp yet delicate face approached, like a bright moon in the sky, with a straight nose almost touching it.
   The impact of this beauty made Ye Qing take a big step back, but before he could escape, he was held down by Li Gui.
   “Don’t run around, hold on to me, the wound will heal immediately.” Yan Chili wrapped Ye Qing in his cloak and protected him in his arms, stretching out his palm to heal the other person, coaxing.
   Li Gui’s hands, the joints of the five fingers under the thin skin are distinct, and they are the color of jade in the underground palace, almost transparent white. Ye Qing couldn’t help but take a few more glances.
   No one knew that the ghost prince’s hand had bloomed in countless killings, and now it was only left to heal Ye Qing.
   As soon as the wound was mentioned, Ye Qing immediately became obedient and did not resist at all.
   Yan Chili liked the obedience of the other party, he lowered his head to hide his smile, and as soon as he got closer, he smelled the cool breath of the good boy like spring snow.
   Completely different from the lingering fragrance of sweet milk when she was a child, Yan Chili looked down at Ye Qing, and never felt so clearly for a moment that the human cub that was painful when he was young has really grown up. She has faded away from her immature appearance, revealing her thrush-like features, like the fresh grass fragrance that has just been born in the land of Kunling, and it is as beautiful and elegant as mountains and rivers, gradually growing into the appearance in his impression.
   He looked down from an excellent angle, and he could still see Ye Qing’s crow-like black eyelashes that were extremely dense, like a small fan, every time he blinked lightly, there was a bit of hazyness, his eyes were full of autumn water.
   Not to mention, having the obedient young man in his arms, allowing him to do whatever he wants, to some extent irritated the anger that has always been in his heart.
   Yan Chili hugged Ye Qing even tighter, narrowed his eyes slightly, and sighed faintly.
   There is an extremely strong prairie fire in his heart, and one or two sips will not satisfy his hunger.
   He approached again, greedily took a deep breath of the aroma of the sixteen-year-old cub, and barely suppressed the ignition, it was not so unbearable.
   This sixteen-year-old cub, I’m afraid he doesn’t know, he has been taken advantage of. Yan Chili was determined.
   Ye Qing walked around while letting Yan Chili reach out to touch his forehead, pinch his face, and shave his nose. He trusts his second brother very much, but the other’s hand always touches some places without wounds.
   “Brother, I don’t have a wound there.”
   Ye Qing couldn’t help turning his head to look, his pair of handsome and delicate eyebrows were frowned, and his eyes were slightly accusing.
   “Oh, the light here is not good, I can’t see clearly.”
   Having said that, Li Gui’s thin lips were slightly curved, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
   Tang Xi couldn’t stand it anymore: “Qingqing, he is taking advantage of you!” He knew that Yan Chili looked gentle and kind, but in fact he was a bad embryo who coveted his cub everywhere.
   Ye Qing was dumbfounded.
   What? He was taken advantage of, why didn’t he know? Brother Yan looks much better than him, if you really want to take advantage, why don’t you touch yourself?
   No, being taken advantage of by a person has nothing to do with appearance.
   Normal people are taken advantage of, maybe stagnation accumulates in his heart and keeps fermenting, but Ye Qing is different, he only has one thought: Wow, he has suffered a huge loss!
   Ye Qing has a gentle personality, and he is rarely excited unless he meets a handsome man or a beautiful woman, but this time he clenched his fists and said in a tone that I have suffered a lot: “I was taken advantage of, I should take it back on the spot! “Thinking of this, his tone was full of remorse, and he stretched out a hand under the cloak to touch Yan Chili’s handsome skin, from the ink-carved eyebrows, the slanted and upturned eye corners, and the high bridge of the nose all the way. With cold and thin lips, Ye Qing felt that he had returned to his original intentions, so Ye Qing reluctantly stopped.
   In the process of lowering his hand, it happened to stop at the collarbone, and he was not idle, poking Yan Chili’s thin collarbone roughly.
   Then the corner of the mouth raised a cute smile that won me.
   Tang Xi slowly put out a question mark: “…?”
   No, you are at a disadvantage, why don’t you try to push him away.
   Yan Chili also couldn’t understand but was greatly shocked, narrowing his eyes slightly: “?”
   Ye Qing fumbled his face with the same strength as a kitten’s tickle, without any tricks, like a lightly brushed feather, arousing layers of tingling sensations on his face. There was no sense of pleasure, but when he thought that this hand belonged to Ye Qing, Li Gui almost lost his soul. Where the young man’s fingertips lingered, a scalding heat was ignited from there.
   If it weren’t for Li Gui’s amazing self-control, his blood almost didn’t surge up, he would have swallowed people in his stomach long ago.
   Not to mention, after Ye Qing touched it, he still looked complacent.
   …this kid knows what he’s doing?
   After a moment of silence, the cynical Li Gui suddenly became curious. Thinking of this, he approached Ye Qing’s ear and asked, “Qingqing, do you know what you are doing?”
   “Of course I know.” Ye Qing gave him a disdainful look, and he made a villainous “ugly” face towards Yan Chili, and said in a small voice: “An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, brother, the day you took advantage of me, You should have thought that there would be such a day!”
   Don’t do to others what you don’t want done to yourself, do you know this truth?
   The subtext, if you don’t want to be taken advantage of, don’t take advantage of others casually in the future!
   Yan Chili’s pupils trembled.
   —
   The Canglan Underground Palace has eighteen floors underground, and every person who is tested has to go through the ordeal of the eighteen floors before reaching the end.
   But as soon as Ye Qing stepped into the underground palace, all the tests were instantly wiped out. The Xianmen disciples were not only slowly moved from the 18th floor to the 3rd floor, the demon cultivators saw that the young master looked like he was about to get lost in the criss-crossing underground palace, and thoughtfully sent a sign.
   “Go to the left in the dungeon…go to the right in the main hall…it seems that the brothers and sisters are locked on the left! We will be there soon.”
   While running to the left, Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, waiting, why is there a sign here.
   Zhou Xi was also puzzled for a while, but he quickly answered himself: “It must be that Moxiu is stupid!”
   As a disciple of the immortal sect, Zhou Xi is not afraid to speculate about any species beginning with the magic word with the greatest malice. As for the fact that the magic cultivator posted signs for them so that they can go unimpeded in the underground palace and not get lost, not only the returnees present Disciples of Yuanzong, all the monks on the other side of the water mirror dare not even think about it.
   Even if the monks dare not think about it, they must think about it.
   There are two water mirrors in front of them, one is the extremely embarrassed Qin Xun, Qin Xun’s cultivation base is only at the golden core stage, he tried his best, but he did not break through the second level under the heavy encirclement and suppression of the demon soldiers.
   A perspective was placed on Ye Qing. Ye Qing was a five-spirit root Qi training monk. His talent was not top-notch in the cultivation world, and he had a weaker physique than anyone else, as if he would fall if the wind blows. Moxiu was frightened by the opponent and did not dare to show up. Wherever the opponent went, the candles were brightly lit, the floor tiles were clean, and the treasures of heaven and earth were inexhaustible. The only wound on his body was the fall of himself.
   It seemed clear at a glance who was the chosen one.
   After a while, Ye Qing arrived at the dungeon. He saw a group of immortal disciples locked in a cage. The cage was very clean and there were mattresses. Apart from insulting their dignity, the treatment of the prisoners seemed to be very good.
   Surprise broke out in his voice: “Senior brother and sister! We are here!”
   “Junior brother!” A group of disciples from the immortal sect who were captured was also startled, and they all leaned against the cage, their eyes full of disbelief, “Oh my God, little junior brother really came to save us!”
   The disciples of Xianmen couldn’t be more moved.
   The magic palace is eerie and eerie, the junior brother and the others are too amazing to be able to get here!
   There was also a turbulent wave in Lu Qiyuan’s heart, Ye Qing came to save them (them), he watched the young man running towards them, his black eyes were clear, like a beautiful morning sun, his brows and eyes were like a slowly unfolding landscape scroll, he couldn’t bear it. I couldn’t help jumping a bit.
   “Senior Brother Lu, you’ve been imprisoned no matter what, I’ll rescue you right now!”
   Ye Qing was also startled when he saw Senior Brother Yun Zhongque, without thinking, he quickly drew out a sword and helped Lu Qiyuan break open the cage.
   Ye Qing’s idea is very simple, there are 20 or 30 cages present, regardless of relatives and distances, the strongest must be rescued first, so that accidents can also block waves! Lu Qiyuan, senior brother of Yun Zhongque, happened to be the strongest among the captured disciples of the immortal sect, Ye Qing would definitely save him first.
   His appearance had caused ripples in the heart of a certain sword cultivator.
   With this move, he threw another boulder into Jianxiu Heart Lake invisibly, not to mention ripples, but a surge of emotion.
   Ye Qing is not a sword cultivator, he has mediocre talent in cultivation, the movement of drawing the sword out of its scabbard is not as smooth and easy as a sword cultivator, nor is it as graceful and graceful as a sword flower.
   His posture of splitting the cage was more like splitting with an axe.
   At the very least, any sword cultivator who has practiced swords like a fire can pick out hundreds of faults from these simple movements of Ye Qing.
   Lu Qiyuan just thought it was very cute.
   The young and promising swordsman was quite happy to see Ye Qing. When he moved his eyes down and caught a glimpse of the unfaded red mark on Ye Qing’s fair forehead, his heart sank, and he frowned slightly, “Junior Brother Ye Qing, you…you have suffered a lot along the way, right?”
   His eyes were fixed on the red mark, and he didn’t move for a long time.
   Ye Qing froze for a moment: “No…”
   What he said was all the truth, except that he stumbled halfway, and the journey was extremely smooth, he couldn’t help but wonder if the NPCs in the Demon Palace hadn’t been refreshed yet.
   “Lie.” Lu Qiyuan said in a low voice.
   Did Ye Qing and the others think that he wouldn’t be grateful if they took away all the hardships and obstacles along the way and all the vicious battles? He has personally fought fiercely with those vicious demon cultivators!
   If Ye Qingzhen rescued their disciple Yun Zhongque, he had nothing to repay him, he could only spend his whole life as a monk to repay his kindness.
   “Little brother, be careful behind you!”
   Ye Qing just wondered whether the NPC in the Demon Palace hadn’t been refreshed, and suddenly heard a reminder from a senior sister, and he turned around quickly.
   Suddenly, a tall man appeared in the center of the magic palace, his whole body was like a shapeless black mist, filled with a sinister aura.
   This person is completely black, with long hair hanging loose, his body is radiant skin, embroidered with a picture of an evil ghost with blue face and fangs, he looks like the boss of the Demon Palace at first glance.
   Boss appeared!
   It turns out that there are still people in this magic palace!
   Ye Qing was slightly startled, he raised the sword, his little heart was beating wildly, and he was extremely nervous.
   Mingzhang also stared intently at Ye Qing, is this the young master? He looks so small.
   His eyelids twitched slightly. He had been in a high position for a long time, and his thinking was already dull. He racked his brains and thought for a long time, but he still couldn’t figure out how to die so that he didn’t look deliberate.
   “Ye Qing, run!”
   Seeing Mingzhang clearly, Lu Qiyuan’s pupils shrank sharply. He had fought against Mingzhang. Mingzhang, like his father Tianwei Daoist, was at the peak of the transformation stage, only one step away from the realm of refining the void. With a few juniors, it was impossible. deal with.
   Lu Qiyuan still had a fresh memory.
   His sword was like a white rainbow, and he stabbed directly at Mingzhang’s chest, thinking that he could kill with precision. However, Moxiu is unpredictable, this sword is like piercing the abyss, and the opponent has no effect. But the opponent’s palm was struck by thick black air, he dodged it, still shaking his figure, the long sword in his hand was shattered into countless fragments.
   He was taken aback, knowing that he was invincible and turned around to leave.
   As a result, the demon boss did not know what method he used to pat him on the back, and he vomited blood and fell to the ground, completely becoming a prisoner of the demon realm.
   All in all, Ye Qing, and even the people present are not the opponent of Mingzhang. He was worried that Ye Qing would die, and sincerely hoped that Ye Qing would escape from this place quickly under the escort of others, leaving them alone.
   Ye Qing also realized that this BOSS looked so strong, he was even more afraid.
   If he raised his head a little, he would find that Tang Xi’s remnant soul and Yan Chili’s eyes were calm and not worried at all. Yan Chili even sneered: “Qingqing, don’t be afraid, you take that Fa take out the instrument.”
   What magic weapon?
   The disciples of the Immortal Sect were attracted attention. Could it be that the junior brother has some magic weapon that is invincible in the world, which can restrain the magic cultivator of Mingzhang’s level?
   “Tie the fairy rope.” Yan Chili smiled.
   “Qingqing, have you forgotten? As long as the immortal rope is sacrificed, all demon cultivators will not be able to escape from your palm, your shackles, and are willing to be captured by you…”
   Including him.
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