Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

Isn’t this what you have been waiting for for so many years?

Chapter 133: Worse than a cat

The beads also gradually became irritable under the influence of emotions, and they were about to devour the island directly.

Quan Yi felt like the world was spinning.

His vision went dark when he came back to his senses.

He has fallen to the ground.

And on his chest, there was a long gash.

Blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

He was beheaded?

when?

After leaving the vegetable market, Ye Jiu hummed a cheerful ditty, held up an oil-paper umbrella, shook off a trace of blood on it, and walked away.

He didn't kill anyone, although this new monk looked a bit like a crazy critic.

But he didn't do anything bad. He was taught a lesson without pain, which made him realize the dangers of society.

It's so hard to be a good person.

There was silence in the vegetable market.

After a long time, someone tremblingly walked up to Quan Yi. He couldn't help but be a little scared when he saw that his body was covered in blood and he was panting wildly with his eyes wide open.

Suddenly, Quanyi burst into cheerful laughter.

He sat up. Although the wound on his chest healed, it left an irreversible scar.

He touched the scar with his fingers, happiness written all over his face.

"Yes, that's right, that's it! It's great! This power finally gives me a target to chase! Hahahaha..."

He is indeed weak now.

He had just woken up, and his strength was only in the early stages of transcending the tribulation.

He needs time.

Time to return to the realm of immortals.

The immortals in ancient times were not divided into the so-called Immortal Emperors, Immortal Lords, Immortal Lords, etc. They were collectively called Immortals.

After all, no amount of division makes sense.

To put it bluntly, there are only two realms in this world.

Mortals, and immortals.

He wants to return to the immortal sequence.

Challenge Ye Jiu again.

"Next time, I will never lose!"

Quan Yi stood up and left.

When I leave, I still follow the same path I came from.

As expected, he stepped on Wu Wukai's body.

The fat monk, who was already scarred, was once again in trouble.

The young monks around him saw that they were about to leave, and they all got up excitedly and wanted to follow.

In their eyes, the young-looking Buddhist cultivator in front of them was as glorious and sacred as a real Buddha.

If you cannot follow, you will regret it in the future.

They grabbed Quan Qing's trousers and begged him to take them away.

Quan Yi glanced at them with an indifferent expression.

After all, he is also a Buddhist immortal, since someone asks for help.

Then, point out a clear path.

"You already have the desire to be a demon or a Buddha, so you might as well join the demon sect directly and practice the demonic way."

After saying this, the completely different body disappeared in front of everyone.

Only a group of monks were left gratefully worshiping in the direction he left.

Then he got up and headed towards the Ten Thousand Demons Tower that he was going to build in the wilderness.

They originally wanted to go to Xianjiu Palace with Wu Wukai to escort the fat monk.

Demon Buddha is a path that has never been imagined. Since the great Buddha said so, let's give it a try.

After all, no one paid attention to Wu Wukai who was embedded in the ground.

No matter what, someone needs to clean up the mess in this place.

People at the vegetable market didn't dare to touch him, so they had to contact the people from the Supreme Sword Sect on the island.

But after hearing the whole thing, they decided to wait.

After all, Jian Chen once explained it.

If someone strong takes action on the island, especially handsome young men and beautiful girls, be sure not to interfere.

Even if you want to clean the battlefield, you must wait until the dead of night, when no one is around, and shout "Excuse me" three times to the sky.

Therefore.

They planned to go later. As for Wu Kai, who would let him commit suicide?Deserve it.

The rain is still falling from the sky.

Ye Jiu returned to the quiet street holding an oil-paper umbrella.

Just as he was about to go back, he suddenly thought that Sikong Yue's girl was probably still at home eating snacks and fruits, so she turned around and walked to the opposite side.

He stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, Sikong Yue's lazy and charming voice came from the yard:

"Who?"

"it's me."

The sound inside the door disappeared.

Ye Jiu was not in a hurry, he just stood quietly under the eaves, admiring the rain and waiting.

Since you answered, the door will be opened.

But who would have thought that the wait would last for almost ten minutes.

When the courtyard door opened, Ye Jiu saw him wearing the maid outfit.

Holding an umbrella, she stood in front of him with a shy look on her face, "Please, please come in..."

Sikong Yue's voice trembled slightly, so soft and weak that people couldn't help but want to bully her.

She hadn't come out for so long because she was changing into the shameful clothes Ye Jiu asked her to wear.

Ye Jiu raised his eyebrows, wanting to laugh a little, "Emotion, have you been changing clothes for so long?"

Sikong Yue's face turned red, she lowered her head and nodded lightly.

He didn't dare to look at Ye Jiu's face at all.

Ye Jiu looked her up and down, looked at the collar around Sikong Yue's neck and stretched out his hand.

Sikong Yue was frightened and leaned directly against the door frame.

She looked at Ye Jiuzhen's hand in fear, and subconsciously protected her exposed breasts.

"That, that...no, that can't work, it's daytime now, I..."

"What are you talking about? I put the wrong one on my neck again."

Ye Jiu's hand touched the girl's neck, moved forward, and carefully untied the leg ring that was used as a collar.

Sikong Yue felt hot breaths ringing in her ears, and she seemed to be fainting.

Breathing slightly, her beautiful eyes are a little bright

"Ye, Mr. Ye..."

"Don't worry, I'll take it for you."

Ye Jiu smiled and inserted the leg strap into the girl's thigh.

The waves of electric shock-like sensations made the girl a little overwhelmed. She gritted her teeth to prevent herself from making strange and cute sounds.

It wasn't until Ye Jiu tied her up that she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"All right,"

Ye Jiu stood up, his eyes clear, without any distracting thoughts at all.

Sikong Yue lowered her head, still not daring to look into his eyes.

She always felt that what she just thought was like blaspheming Ye Jiu.

Obviously...

Obviously nothing happened...

"Thank you Mr. Ye..." she said coyly.

"You're welcome. Have you had lunch?"

"Eat...only grapes..." She originally wanted to say that she had lunch. After all, a large plate of green grapes is almost considered lunch, right?

But when she thought about how delicious Ye Jiu's food was, she gave up again.

"I knew it. Let's go, take Xiaobai and go to my house." Ye Jiu touched Xiaobai, who had turned into a little black cat by his legs, and tickled her chin, which was very interesting.

"Really, really?" Sikong Yue's eyes never left Ye Jiu's teasing Xiao Bai's hand.

Somehow, she actually had the feeling that her life was not as comfortable as that of a cat.

She shook her head hastily, throwing away this strange thought.

"of course."

Ye Jiu held the girl's wrist, held up the oil-paper umbrella with the other hand, and stood with her, so close that their shoulders were rubbing together inadvertently.

"Be careful, don't get caught in the rain."

"Ah."

Chapter 134·Is it okay to affect the project?

In the newly established Wanmo Tower sea area.

Many Forging Sect practitioners are working day and night on the construction of the Ten Thousand Demons Tower.

They now regretted why they came here with Huang Shi.

Unlike Jian Chen who would only try his best to make them work.

Huangshi actually directly used the magic secret method to greatly increase their strength, speed and mobility.

This seems like a good thing.

But as soon as you stop, the accumulated fatigue will be returned several times.

The feeling was almost as uncomfortable as death.

It’s not like the ancestor of the Blacksmithing Sect didn’t want to protest, but he had no choice.

Who made Huang Shi become an immortal now? He could only succumb to his lustful power.

Many people admire the indifference and ruthlessness of the desert world because of this incident.