Run a special restaurant in the realm of self-cultivation

After confirming the unified opinion, the handling of this scourge is slaughtered.

It can't be in the restaurant, and it can't be outside the restaurant. After much deliberation, the place where you can kill this scourge is your own secret realm.

Wang Xinrong said directly to Hua Jinyu and the others: "Since it's been decided, the location will be in the secret territory, and I'll take you there."

Their eyes signaled that they should control this demon cultivator well, and they couldn't get out of control because of relaxation after reaching the secret realm.

After understanding her eyes, Hua Jinyu and the others nodded slightly in response.

Wang Xinrong immediately took them to the secret realm, and when she arrived at the secret realm, she called the spirit of illusion to come out, thinking that if the scourge was not brought under control, there would be the spirit of illusion guarding the gate.

The spirit of illusion was digesting the previous food, but did not appear immediately after hearing it.

Wang Xinrong saw that Hua Jinyu and the others had restrained this scourge, and thought that it didn't matter if the spirit of illusion didn't appear for a while.

"here is?"

Wang Xinrong and the others ignored the question, they were discussing who should do it.

Because Hua Jinyu and Fu Qingshui were controlling the scourge with both hands, they obviously couldn't do anything without free hands.

She looked at Qian Fugui, Qian Fugui took out the Blade of Demon Silence, and measured how to strike.

Thinking that Qian Fugui was doing food and saving people, she didn't want to see him do it.

"Taking all the heads, can we eliminate him?" Wang Xinrong thought about saying something, interrupting Qian Fugui's attack momentum.

"It should be possible. Here, don't worry that he will escape death." Qian Fugui thought that there should be no such accidents as the spirit of illusion is behind him.

"Then you do it to get rid of this scourge!"

As Wang Xinrong spoke, she slowly moved away, determined to go further away.

As long as you didn't see it, it didn't happen.

Those hands that make food are still hands that make food.

"Can you listen to me, I am not a scourge."

"How can a scourge admit that it is a scourge?"

Fu Qingshui choked immediately, and at the same time tried hard to control the struggling demon cultivator in his hand.

"First of all, I am really not a scourge. I don't know why you misunderstood me. Secondly, if I want to escape, you can't control me."

After speaking, he began to exert his strength to prove that he could escape.

Hua Jinyu and Fu Qingshui worked hard to prove that they could control him.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xinrong and Qian Fugui fought secretly, and the one who had the upper hand was not one of their own, so they didn't hesitate to help directly.

Qian Fugui placed the Demon Silence Blade directly across the opponent's neck, and asked, "One knife cuts two, cuts off thoughts."

"Be merciful, I'm really not a scourge, don't act rashly, I give up struggling."

Although he said so with his mouth, he was actually still working hard secretly, trying to use tricks to make them relax, so that he could have a chance to gain a favorable advantage.

Wang Xinrong saw the thoughts of this demon cultivator, and said directly: "Don't think about other things, this is my territory."

After directly pointing it out, the scourge finally showed disappointment on his face.

"Be quick!" Wang Xinrong said directly to Qian Fugui, and then she moved a few more steps, keeping a distance to prevent herself from seeing the picture.

He was about to turn his face away, but he heard screams.

"You, you haven't made a move yet, what are you yelling for!" Fu Qingshui said angrily, he was startled by the sudden scream.

Hua Jinyu was impatient, and directly urged Qian Fugui to give this scourge a good time, although, according to his thinking, he had to teach him a good lesson before giving him a good time.

Qian Fugui also felt that there was no need to waste time, and directly prepared a solution.

Just about to start, the scourge shouted for injustice.

"You are disregarding human life, you are the scourge."

"It's too late for you to choose to be a human being now. You are the scourge."

When Wang Xinrong heard it, she shouted at him.

She felt very puzzled. This demon cultivator seemed to refuse to accept his fate, but at this moment, he seemed to accept his fate again. However, the way he was struggling told her that this performance was a bit heavy.

The scourge has not given up and is still trying to find opportunities.

"What do I have to do so that you can let me go, I'm really not a scourge!"

The tone is very sincere, and there is a strong desire to survive from the heart.

"Don't listen to his nonsense!" Fu Qingshui said impatiently.

Wang Xinrong pondered for a moment, whether this demon cultivator is powerful or not.

It can be seen that the interrupting work is powerful.

"I am a good person."

Hearing what the other party said, Wang Xinrong suddenly remembered a game and couldn't help laughing.

"We are wolves."

After she finished speaking, she stopped smiling, and urged Qian Fugui to act quickly with a serious face, lest this demon cultivator really seize the opportunity and her side would not have the advantage.

"Don't kill me, I can't die, I still have things to do, I come from another place, a place you don't know."

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't say it, he would have wanted to reveal his identity immediately, and then show some of his housekeeping skills. It's a pity, now that he is restricted, he can only beg for mercy.

When Wang Xinrong heard that this demon cultivator still had a mission, he began to panic, was he going to reveal his identity?

Qian Fugui and the others realized at the same time that this demon cultivator had some status, and there might be some reason why he couldn't speak out. Now that he was dying, he tried to speak unclearly.

"How? Do you understand? I have a special status, and I come from a place that you can't go to. Once I die, you will also suffer."

"Intimidation? Threats? I don't believe it."

After Hua Jinyu finished speaking, seeing that demon cultivator stomping his feet angrily, it was obvious that he was in a hurry.

There is no way out, and I feel that I can only accept death.

"Don't be afraid, there won't be any pain." Qian Fugui comforted him, and after observing the ashes of the other party, he was sure that this person had taken out the last resort to save his life.

"Why don't you say a little more to make us believe that your words are true."

Wang Xinrong stood in the distance, her voice raised a bit, and she clearly reminded the other party to speak clearly.

"Then, have you ever heard of a fairy? I'm probably the fairy you're talking about."

These words made Wang Xinrong and the others silent for a while.

Wang Xinrong looked at this demon cultivator, but he didn't look like a fairy at all.

Besides, how could the immortal be so weak?
She doesn't believe it.

Then he asked: "How do you prove that you are an immortal? We know something about immortals. I have never heard of an immortal like you."

"That's your ignorance! Now that you want to know, I won't hide it, so I'll explain it to you. This immortal is naturally what you call us, not to say that we are immortals."

"Oh, so where is your place?"

Wang Xinrong wondered if this demon cultivator was making up a story.

"Hehe, we are the goal of your life's hard work. Where you want to come, you probably won't have that kind of luck to get there."

"Just talk nonsense. You and us, don't talk about that. Just say, place names, people's names."

Wang Xinrong walked over and frowned.

"I can't say any more, I'm unlucky and fall into your hands."

With his eyes closed, he seemed to be saying, kill or cut as you please.

"What should I do? Do you think what he said is credible?" Wang Xinrong thought, if this demon cultivator is telling the truth, with his own strength, he will be able to go to the place where this demon cultivator comes from.

"How did you get here?" Hua Jinyu asked.

"Unlucky, if it weren't for bad luck, how could I come to this place."

There was deep resentment in his tone, and it seemed that words that were difficult to utter were stuck in his throat.

"Then what should we do?" Qian Fugui asked, the more he felt that what the demon cultivator said was true, the more flustered he felt.

If this is really a fairy, once he is released, he might not be able to survive.

Who can guarantee that this so-called immortal will have such a good belly that he doesn't care about the past.

Fu Qingshui also frowned, and looked at Wang Xinrong. At this moment, the one who had to make up her mind fell on her.

At this time, the person who makes the decision will feel a lot of pressure.

She thought for a while, and called out the spirit of illusion.

The spirit of illusion, at this time, only appeared.

Seeing an opponent who looked like an enemy at first glance, immediately after seeing Wang Xinrong's eyes, he immediately activated the illusion array to trap the opponent in the illusion array.

"How?" the spirit of illusion asked Wang Xinrong.

Sensing that it was showing its strength to herself and asking for praise, she praised it without hesitation.

"Then leave it like this for the time being, and deal with it later when you figure out what to do."

Wang Xinrong sighed, her eyes flicked to the three guys in front of her.

"Row."

After they responded with one voice, Wang Xinrong sent them out of the secret realm.

He returned to the secret realm and asked the spirit of the illusion if he could guarantee that he would be able to trap this scourge.

After receiving the guarantee from the spirit of illusion, she was relieved to leave the secret realm. (end of this chapter)