Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 790
Liu Qinghuan originally thought that the dust-cleaning banquet must also uphold the same style as this dark magic palace, but she didn't expect that Changying would bring them into a big hall the next day, but inside was beautiful mountains and rivers, green willows and flowers, as if they had entered another world. space.

It can also be seen from this that this huge magic palace is definitely not as lifeless as the outside.

The banquet was arranged on a flat ground near the lake, and small ebony tables were placed randomly, either leaning against trees or facing the water, which gave a sense of leisurely outing in spring.

Chang Ying finally took off the black robe today, and put on a blue light shirt. After introducing a few monks from Buddha Demon Palace to meet them with a radiant face, he clapped his hands, and several beautiful female cultivators flew flying Come, fall to each table to accompany you like swallows throwing themselves into the forest.

There is also a masked woman walking towards Liu Qinghuan, her face is as thin as a veil, and her lips are as bright as peaches and plums, which is not so much a cover up as a refusal to welcome her, and it also makes the pair of cages smoke The affectionate colored contact lenses are more captivating.

As soon as she got close, the woman seemed to have stumbled, and after a small exclamation, her soft and boneless body fell towards Liu Qinghuan.

But the next moment, there was a soft force wrapped around her waist, a trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and she wanted to struggle, but found that she could not resist the force on her waist at all, and dragged her gently to the side.

Liu Qinghuan said gently and politely: "Be careful."

At this time, many people around were already in their arms, and the singing of Yingying and swallows was accompanied by the laughter, and the atmosphere gradually became charming and lively.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and was about to snuggle up again, but she saw Liu Qinghuan glance over, her eyes were indifferent but sharp, and she felt a chill rise from the bottom of her heart.

Liu Qinghuan turned his gaze away, and said calmly, "Just sit by the side and serve the wine."

The woman froze, and then looked at the others, but finally did not dare to offend, and sat down obediently to hold the pot.

Changying noticed the situation here, stepped forward and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Aoki, are you not satisfied with the service of the first lady of the Demon Palace?"

His actions caused other people to turn their heads to see that the woman seemed to be supported by someone, and in a blink of an eye, her eyes were filled with tears and she was about to cry, her delicate and wronged appearance was very endearing.

Changying's complexion darkened, and his gaze towards Liu Qinghuan became unfriendly in an instant, but before he could make trouble, he put an arm around his shoulder, and Tongzhen came in with the wine.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Aoki can be seen as a person with a pure heart and a quiet desire. Let's not force him. Little friend Changying, I heard that something new happened in your sect a few days ago. It just so happens that I have free time today, so let's talk about it." Talk about it..."

No matter what Tongzhen said, he was still a cultivator of the Yang Realm Realm, and Changying needed to save him some face, so he didn't say anything more, and was taken away obediently.

Liu Qinghuan watched this scene with great interest, and thought flashed in his eyes.

After thirty days of drinking, Chang Ying suddenly clapped his hands, and after attracting everyone's attention, he said with a smile on his face: "Everyone, it's a coincidence that my sect's disciples are holding a grand competition recently, and it's time for the most exciting competition for the leader, so If you don't dislike it, you can go around."

Liu Qinghuan raised her head slowly, just in time to meet the gaze cast by Geng Yuan from the next seat, while the others were already discussing eagerly.

"Dabi? That's really what I want to see."

"Haha, I have long heard that the younger generation of the Futu Demon Sect has produced several good seedlings, so I can meet them now."

Another person asked: "Fellow Daoist Changying, but I don't know which floor or hall Dabi is in the Demon Palace?"

"The Jindan and below are on the third floor, and the Nascent Soul is on the fifth floor." Changying said: "And our competition of transforming gods will be on the ninth floor of Sumeru Hall."

He suddenly turned his head to look at Liu Qinghuan, and said sincerely: "Speaking of this, I have a merciless request from the sect, and I hope Fellow Daoist Qingmu agrees."

For a moment, Liu Qinghuan knew what the other party was thinking, and couldn't help chuckling: "Oh? Tell me, I'll think about it."

"I heard that Fellow Daoist has a great reputation in Yunmengze, and he was known as the No. 1 under Huashen before he was promoted." Chang Ying paused, and his face sank a little: "Besides, I used to rely on myself The power to kill the flesh and bones of my sect must be quite powerful..."

Tongzhen interrupted him in displeasure, and said threateningly: "Changying, I have said several times that the blood and bones descended to the world without permission, and it is their own fault! Or, he was sent to Yunmengze by your demon sect?!"

The blood bones were naturally sent to Yunmengze by the Demon Sect, and everyone present knew it well, but no one could admit it on this occasion.

Changying laughed: "Senior Tongzhen, why should you be anxious? We've killed everyone, how can we hold on to it? However, although a bloody person is not a good person, there are still one or two friends..."

He looked at another demon cultivator beside him, who was staring at Liu Qinghuan coldly at this time, obviously he was the so-called blood-bone friend.

Under the other party's stare, Liu Qinghuan's face remained normal. After thinking for a while, she remembered that Chang Ying had introduced that the humane name was Killing Yi, and her cultivation was in the middle stage of transformation.

Changying pretended to be embarrassed and said: "The sect is also in trouble. Fellow Daoist Qingmu is a distinguished guest of my Ten Thousand Dendrobium Realm. It would be a great thing to bump into him! But he is afraid that his brothers and friends who are blood bones will not listen to advice in private, so go find him. He was troublesome, so someone suggested that we should just fight on the test field, in front of you and all the disciples of our sect, so that everyone can fight in a fair way, so that the fighting can turn into jade."

Hearing these words, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and they said, "What's wrong with the collision?" From the beginning to the end, the entire Futu Demon Sect treated Liu Qinghuan in a sympathetic manner, and I really didn't know how many collisions there were.

Tong was really in a hurry, and shouted in a low voice: "Changying!"

Changying smiled brightly, but his attitude was extremely tough: "Besides, I am waiting for the Jiumu Ancient Immortal Land Yunmengze, and I really want to see if the monks who come out there are really different, and I think Fellow Daoist Qingmu will not refuse Shall we request this?"

"It's okay." Liu Qinghuan waved his hands towards Tongzhen, and said: "The one who should come can't be avoided, so we can solve the problem once and for all."

Tongzhen hesitated to speak, and Liu Qinghuan said again: "It's just that I don't understand what you mean when you say a fight, whether it's multiple people fighting me separately, or 'everyone' together and fighting me. ?”

Changying laughed loudly and said, "How can I do that!"

"It's just me and you!" Lu Yi raised his finger to point at himself, and then at Liu Qinghuan, full of provocation, without hiding the murderous intent in his eyes.

Liu Qinghuan smiled suddenly, and lazily leaned against the tree behind him: "It doesn't matter whether you live or die?"

Kill Yi categorically said: "It doesn't matter whether you live or die!"

Liu Qinghuan ignored him and looked at Chang Ying: "If I kill him on stage, will your Buddha Demon Sect trouble me afterwards?"

Chang Ying frowned, and exchanged glances with Lu Yi, with a hint of sneer on his face, he said, "It seems that fellow Taoist is very confident...Of course, life and death are not counted in the field of life and death, no matter who is left in the end, all grievances and grievances will be left behind." No more complaints!"

(End of this chapter)