Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Hu Qing hugged the flowerpot: "Little Xuanxue, you're doing well, what would I do without you?"

Silk Bu curled his lips when he heard that, you have told too many people this.

The snow-white petals were lifted one by one from the inside and twisted into a beautiful shape, obviously Hu Qing's praise made her heart elated.

Hu Qing boasted that he didn't want money, what you look the best, how nice to have you, etc., fooling around with this ignorant little thing, when he went outside, he glanced casually, moved away, and then quickly turned back.

"God—"

Hu Qing was deeply shocked.

Silk cloth was also shocked.

After the violent storm, the flower buds were blown to nowhere, but the ground was flat and fluttered slowly from high to low, the uniform green light was like green grass, and as far as the eyes saw, it was as flat as being hugged by a rake.

All the green lights were under his feet, Hu turned back lightly, raised his head, and took a deep breath.

Behind the buds, there is a steep cliff rising from the ground, dark and straight, revealing an invisible pressure, with no end in sight.

She gulped: "Have we been blown to the end of the ancient cemetery?"

A black ball rolled over: "Boss, woo woo, I almost missed you."

Hu Qing was speechless: "Is that an exaggeration? Little Xuanxue even let you in at the worst moment."

Demon Spirit: "It's falling apart, it hurts so much."

It's still small and the bones are still tender.

Hu Qing beckoned, the demon floated up to her palm, Hu Qing casually stroked a couple of hands as comfort, looked up at the cliff: "Do you know where this is?"

Demon: "Where?"

"I know I will ask you again?"

Demon: "I don't know." It moved and gasped in surprise: "Why do I feel that I am stronger?"

Hu Qing said: "It's good to be strong, and it's durable to be strong."

The demon was confused, and Dang Hu lightly praised it: "Boss, I'm going to work right away."

Turning down, he snorted again: "The bones are all broken."

Hu Qing, who raised her head, heard it and immediately looked to the ground. Before, she was only shocked by the flatness and boundlessness of the terrain, so green and beautiful, she forgot to look at the scene under the green light.At this time, when I looked again, I found that the ground under my feet was full of broken bones, which were completely broken, like broken shells, spread out one by one.

Hu Qing was dumbfounded, this is nature's survival of the fittest?She was blown to a shattered place full of broken bones?Good material for farts can be found in this kind of place.

She was a little impatient, so she started to run, ran far away in one breath, and ran back in a big circle, her face was greener than the green light.Broken bones, all broken bones, did she fall into a sea of ​​broken bones?

The demon followed her and saw that she stopped running: "Boss? Am I going to work?"

Hu Qing lowered his head, stared at his feet, wishing to stare at a big hole, and said viciously: "Dig, dig to the end for me!"

The demon cheered, its body turned into a big furoshiki, it was wrapped up from the ground and kneaded to make the broken bones even more shattered, it flew to the other side to unload it, then flew back, and wrapped it again.

I have to say that this work attitude is very commendable.

Hu lightly gritted his teeth and looked at the Sea of ​​Broken Bones for a while, then turned and walked towards the cliff.The green light was too weak to illuminate a high distance. Standing below, she could only vaguely see less than a hundred meters. The dark cliff was like metal, heavy and oppressive, rushing toward her face.

Putting one hand on it, it was cold and stinging, Hu Qingmeng withdrew his hand.

"This stone bites?"

It hurts even through the silk cloth.

Silk cloth: "It didn't bite you, it was the evil thoughts and demonic energy impregnated inside, which stimulated your spirit."

Hu Qing was surprised: "Attack the soul?"

"It's not aimed at you, it should be offensive to all living things. Or, this is a strong curse power, which naturally restrains living things."

Hu Qing frowned tightly, wouldn't that be against me?
"What the hell kind of place is this? Why do you throw all the corpses here? The demons are not afraid of the outbreak of the plague?" Hu Qing pondered: "Hey, maybe these things are the plague of the demons? You said, monks also have plagues ?"

Silk cloth affirmed: "Yes."

Hu Qingting listened to his affirmative tone: "Could it be that there are also immortals?"

"Yes. The plague is also a poison. The poison that can be infected quickly and cannot be cured is a plague. Therefore, the human race has it, the demon race has it, and the demon race has it."

It is not necessarily the same kind of poison that works on every race, but every race has a plague poison that can change the face of talk.It can be seen that in terms of the plague, the way of heaven is fair to everyone.

Silk cloth said: "Maybe this is really the plague poison of the demons. We are in such a terrible place. How about it, cultivating ghosts to think about it?"

Hu Qing was speechless: "Didn't you hear what the senior ghosts said? They are also afraid of this place."

Silk cloth: "Oh."

Hu Qing: "Oh."

You can't touch it, how can you climb up.

Hu Qing said: "I can't die here, Hu Nuan is still waiting for me to go home."

Silk cloth said: "You can't die here, I've been with you for less than twenty years."

Hu Qing looked sideways: "Are you afraid that if I die, you will bear the reputation of being the master?"

Silk cloth: ".Who knows me? Do I need to be famous?"

The two were worried at the same time, Hu Qing squatted at the base of the cliff in a daze.

The devil doesn't have the troubles of adults, as long as it can live now, it feels no worries, and happily sifts through the broken bones.

Hu Qing looked at it moving like an assembly line, full of enthusiasm, and was embarrassed to interrupt it: These are all bone scum that was destroyed and crushed by strong winds and waves, and they are waste products after screening, which cannot be useful at all.

Digging and digging, sifting and sifting, Hu Qing spent a long day in a daze. She didn't even know how many hours she called a day, it must be more than twenty-four hours. It is no problem to eat or drink or sleep for three or four days.

She was in a daze, feeling exhausted, and called the demon: "Let's go, go back to sleep."

The demon spirit responded and floated over. A hand was stretched out from the black ball, with five fingers stretched out, holding a handful of bone particles in his hand.

Hu Qing was in a daze, staring at that hand, why is it so familiar?

Stretch out your own hand, well, it's exactly the same, even the calluses from the forging are the same, except this hand is black.

This is compared to her transformation?
"Boss, these beads are not broken."

Hu Qing stretched out her fingers and twisted one, and pinched it hard, but it couldn't be pinched, the teeth moved, forget it, it was unhygienic.

Then take them all and go to the bud room.Xiao Xuanxue didn't let the demon spirit in again, the demon spirit didn't take it seriously, and obediently got under the bud room to rest.

Entering the room, the silk cloth shrinks and wraps around the wrist.

"Why do you think it is so cute and sensible?" Hu Qing said that it did not fit her stereotype of monsters.

Silk cloth: "Demon spirits are transformed from countless fragments of demon consciousness. Demons are the most deceptive and seductive darkness. Demon spirits behave like this, which only shows that they can sense your thoughts and become what you need most. If you are a bloodthirsty person, maybe it will kill you to make you laugh."

Hu Qingyilin: "This kind of talent for exploiting is too scary, you must remind me not to have bad thoughts."

Thoughts Silk, reminding you of the kind of situation where you go crazy tearing up the Banshee?Oh, I don't want to die?