Fairy, things are really not what you think!

It is exactly the same as the airport on the left.

I had just finished slandering Gu Zuo in my heart, and suddenly felt that I was followed closely, and a gust of cool wind blew into the clothes from the back collar, and the corners of Gu Ran's mouth twitched slightly, as if he had seen that he had returned to Yunyan Mountain. ending.

That guy's psychic...damn it.

Beside Guran, the fox lady who was holding Guran's left hand tightly seemed to have seen the surprise in Guran's eyes.

She looked at the statue of the girl with no surprise, and whispered to Guran, "It is said..."

"That was the former co-owner of Demon Prison."

"Lord Longzu of Suolongtan."

"Although Master Longzu looks childish and cute, tens of thousands of years ago, even the lightning that the immortals punished the world could not hurt Master Longzu at all."

The corners of Guran's eyes twitched.

Why other places brag about how their ancestors are all nineteen states with a sword of light and cold.

When they came to the Demon Prison, the way they boasted about Dragon Ancestor was that their Master Long Ancestor was invincible in defense, and even the thunderbolts of immortals could not break her defense.

This is Longzu...or Xuanwu.

Therefore, he looked at the curve of the dragon's barren chest.

really--

It's very steel.

"Okay~"

"So sister, come with me."

"Although the protagonist is always the last to appear, but...you can't let those gangsters wait too long, right?"

Smiling, Baitao walked around the sculpture of the young dragon ancestor with her reason, and stepped into the Zulong hall.

I don't know if it's just an illusion.

When passing by the sculpture of the girl Long Zu, she always felt as if she heard the girl's unhappy voice.

In the hall——

The pack is divided.

Apart from the familiar ... Zhuying sitting silently on the main seat, and Ziyu and Xiaoxiao serving on both sides of Zhuying, there are many acquaintances in the hall.

The White Moon Saint, wearing a long white gauze dress, looked so conspicuous behind the red armor formation of the dragon clan.

The degree of conspicuousness is almost the same as that of Ziyu in red armor standing in the black armor of Zhulongwei.

The three noble brothers, the tiger, the deer and the sheep, also served beside the Holy Maiden of the White Moon tremblingly.

Especially the goat demon... After seeing Guran stepping into the main hall with Baitao, the whole goat seemed to be dying, its body trembling like a sieve.

The White Moon Saint sat there quietly.

What made Guran curious...was the posture of the Holy Maiden of the White Moon, which was similar to that on Yunyan Mountain.

Hands folded in front of the body, wrists close together, as if being tied... with a rope?

Therefore, she suddenly saw the white skin color faintly exposed between the broad white sleeves of the White Moon Saint and a touch of the familiar bright red that she was no longer familiar with.

Depend on! ! !

Shuxian Suo! ? ?

Why is this thing still tied up?

It stands to reason that with the cultivation base of the Holy Maiden of the White Moon, it should be very easy for her to break free after such a long time.

unless...

Two bold guesses suddenly appeared in Gu Ran's heart.

First, in order to watch the show, Gu Zuo deliberately blessed the immortal rope tied around the wrist of the White Moon Saint.

With Gu Zuo's strength and bad taste, it is indeed difficult for the Holy Maiden of the White Moon to break free.

But...according to Guran's understanding of Guzuo.

If that guy really wanted the Holy Maiden of the White Moon to die, he definitely wouldn't just tie his wrists, he would have to be at the level of a scorpion no matter what.

So--

That leaves only one explanation.

This guy is a jerk and has no intention of untying the immortal rope on his wrist.

Therefore, seeing the gentle and compassionate smile of the Holy Maiden of the White Moon looking up at her, she felt a chill in her heart, but at the same time, she was convinced of this idea.

The Holy Maiden of Baiyue's eyes remained stern. She looked at Guran's and Baitao's hands, parted her vermilion lips, and quietly questioned the sheep demon beside her.

"That's the peach demon you're talking about..."

"Ok?"

ka ka ka-

It was obviously a gentle and soft voice, but the goat demon trembled in fear and almost knelt down.

"My lord..."

"My lord, I'm very sorry...it's my subordinate..."

"..."

"Shhh—" The bound wrists were raised together, and the White Moon Saintess raised her index finger to silence.

The goat demon immediately covered his mouth and nose tremblingly, maintaining the posture of kneeling and kowtowing without daring to move.

"Welcome to Qingqiu Special Envoy—"

"White peach..."

"And the special envoy of Lingyan Mansion——"

"It's why I entered the palace."

Baitao sat down at Qingqiu's seat with Gu Ran.

Seeing this scene, the special envoys of the four religions in the northern part of Longyuan, except Chengying, all twitched their eyes slightly, with an ominous premonition coming from their hearts.

They have already got the news.

Relying on its relationship with Suolongtan, Lingyan Mansion is going to send a disciple to take up the quota in Suolongtan to participate in the trial.

They were already ready to use this opportunity to attack that little girl Zhuying on the Ancestral Dragon Hall.

Kowloon Trial——

Is this child's play?

How could a human disciple, who was only a Foundation Establishment level human disciple, be allowed to participate casually?

But... the old seat made them feel a little ominous.

"All right--"

"Everyone." With lowered eyes, Zhu Ying looked down at the expression of the special envoy of the Four Religions in the northern part of Longyuan, "Since the Qingqiu special envoy has also come."

"It's time to discuss the candidates for the Nine Dragons Trial."

"The candidate of my Jiaolong clan is my son——Ziyang." The man in the red robe stared at Ziyu who was serving beside Zhuying, and his expression seemed a bit gloomy.

He is very concerned about the fact that someone from the Jiao clan betrayed the clan and chose to serve Zhuying.

"My chilong clan... abstained this time."

"but--"

"If the sect leader doesn't give up, we can let her go and give it a try." The woman waving the paper fan looked at the candle shadow quietly.

suddenly--

She closed her fan and pointed at Xiaoxiao beside Zhuying.

When Xiaoxiao was pointed at by the woman, she subconsciously wanted to back away, but then Ziyu's spear quietly held her back against her waist.

"Hmph!" Seeing the woman's choice, the special envoy of the Flood Clan suddenly sneered.

Zhuying watched the interaction between the two sides.

There was suddenly sadness in his pale golden eyes.

This is the demon prison.

Even though their spearheads have been pointed at the human monks, at Suolongtan, and... themselves.

but--

Still inconsistent internally.

This is the sadness of the demon prison.

The embarrassment of the demon prison.

"Is Xiaoxiao willing to take part in the trial on behalf of the Chilong clan?" Zhu Ying was easy to talk to.

Quilt Yu held the back of the waist with a gun, and the girl who couldn't back up subconsciously looked at Zhuying, looking at... Soran.

Finally, she looked at the plump woman from the Chilong family. After hesitating, the girl nodded slowly, "I..."

"I am willing."

The quotas are gradually settled one by one.

In the end...only Qingqiu was left, Zhu Ying and Lu Wu representatives hadn't spoken yet.

Therefore, he stared at the Saintess Baiyue sitting behind the formation of the Jiaolong clan.

She suddenly realized that...although Saintess Baiyue was behind the red-armored formation of the Flood Dragon Clan, she was also sitting silently at the forefront of the Luwu formation.

So suddenly I seemed to understand.

But at this moment, the eyes of the four sects in the north of Longyuan have fallen on Zhu Ying.

They wanted to see how Zhuying would choose.

They have already heard that Zhuying has been very close to the special envoy of Lingyan Mansion these days.

But they still want to see if Zhuying will eventually take risks.In such a difficult time... the special envoy of Lingyan Mansion must be sent to Suo Longtan.

Then--

Humhhhhhh! ! !

Baitao tapped the sign in his hand, calling everyone's attention back from Zhu Ying.

"The candidate for my Qingqiu Fox Clan——"

"It's the person next to me..."

"Lingyan Mansion—"

"Tai Xuan Pavilion——"

Baitao smiled wantonly, she never thought that one day it would be so fun to name someone else's thigh.

She looked at the special envoys of the four northern Longyuan religions. Except for Cheng Ying, who lowered his head silently, they all had expressions that gradually looked like they had eaten flies, and she felt so happy.

The tails waggled happily.

"Zuo Jianxian..."

"Master Tianyu's only direct disciple of Gu Zuo."

"Miss Guran."

"You!!!" The envoy of the Jiaolong clan almost stepped out.

He looked at Gu Ran, Baitao, and the old god Zhu Ying on the throne.

He never expected that... Suolongtan would actually hook up with Qingqiu.

However... something that he didn't expect even more was yet to come.

on the throne.