The two hyena demon soldiers fell into a vast mirage, guided by the illusory mirage, turned into human figures, took out the tower door key and took off their armor.
Meng Xueli threw the key to Ji Xiao, Ji Xiao raised his hand to catch it, and jumped off the branch carrying the mirage.
The two wore armors, pressed the masks on their helmets, and pretended to be demon soldiers.
The two hyena demon soldiers were still in the mirage, their expressions sluggish, and they unknowingly got into the hidden tree hole. Until the mirage dissipates, will regain consciousness.
Ji Xiao asked the mirage; "How long can the remaining mirage last after you leave?"
The mirage thought for a while: "A stick of incense."
Ji Xiao simply knocked out the two demons.
Seeing that Ruan Hui was nervous, Meng Xueli comforted him: "Relax. Our actions this time are the same. Entering the tower, saving the demon, and running away are very simple."
Ruan Hui passed by the demon soldier, glanced at him tremblingly, and whispered to himself: "It sounds very simple. If you are found, you will have to fight, but if you can fight with the King of Snow Mountain and the real person Ji Xiao, think about it... "
Bi You continued: "It's very exciting, very powerful!"
After the two half-demons finished speaking, they shrank their bodies and hid in Meng Xueli's cuffs.
Before Meng Xueli and Ji Xiao walked out of the woods, the three demon soldiers walked towards them first. Seeing that they were empty-handed, they pulled down their helmets and masks, and they couldn't help showing a look of surprise.
A demon asked, "Where's the bunny? You two really eat alone?"
Meng Xueli became very playful, and hooked his shoulders with the demon soldier, imitating the voice of the hyena demon: "Don't mention it, the rabbit dropped this, we both bowed our heads to pick it up, let him run away, bad luck."
The three demon soldiers were about to scold, but when they saw the other party unfurling their burden, they were instantly stunned by the brilliant golden light, and exclaimed: "Lingzhu! So many!"
Another demon soldier grabbed a handful: "Here, there are at least a hundred of them! Such a rich rabbit!"
Seeing this, Meng Xueli walked away with the three demon soldiers in his arms, and said in a low voice, "To be honest, I just tore open the rabbit skin with one paw, and the smell was so fragrant that we both ate it on the spot without spitting any bones. Now, if you want a rabbit or not, you want a pack of Lingzhu. When you go back, do yourself a favor and don't say anything."
A demon soldier said "Oh" and suddenly realized: "No wonder you two are wearing masks, because you are afraid that when you open your mouth, your mouth will be full of rabbit smell, right?"
Meng Xueli smiled awkwardly: "Did you smell it? Oh, no way."
Another demon soldier sniffed Meng Xueli and said with a smile, "You are still smelling like rabbits! Even if the three of us don't talk about it, will we be able to hide from the other demons when we go back? Everyone worked hard to add firewood and make fire, and the ovens are all set up. Now, you two are eating alone!"
In the demon world, it is a very bad and emotionally hurtful behavior to say that they share their prey, but eat alone. Lightly quarrel, heavy is hands-on.
Ruan Hui shivered in his sleeves.
Meng Xueli pretended to reluctantly parted his love, and reluctantly said, "Then we don't want Lingzhu, so let's split it up."
Bring the Lingzhu back, and a team of demons will divide it equally, of course, it is not as good as three demons to divide it privately. The demon soldier achieved his goal and was overjoyed: "That's right! You get rabbit meat, we get Lingzhu, and you can't have both wealth and food."
Ji Xiao was not good at acting, so he stood by and enjoyed Meng Xueli's performance.
Meng Xueli pretended to be embarrassed again: "You guys go first, we'll walk outside for a while, blow the wind, and the smell of rabbits all over our body will dissipate before going back."
The three demon soldiers quickly divided the spirit beads equally, excited and nervous: "No! We came out to find you two, if we don't go back together, don't be suspicious!" As he spoke, he would drag Ji Xiao, "Don't stand stupidly, go quickly. , they have to come out to find it when they are in a hurry!"
Meng Xueli calmly separated the demon soldier and Ji Xiao, and looked at the town demon tower: "Who will go to the tower tonight to deliver meals to the sinner? We will go straight to the tower, we won't stay outside the tower, we won't be smelled. taste?"
Dividing the spoils together is complicity, and they have to cover up each other. The demon soldiers readily agreed: "It's a good way, we will cover you!"
"A party of demon soldiers" walked to the town demon tower, and no accident was blamed and complained by colleagues outside the tower: "What's the matter? How dare you come back empty-handed?"
The three demon soldiers carry the spirit beads, and they have a ghost in their hearts, so they take the initiative to cover up for the two of them: "Unfortunately, the bunny has practiced the ability to escape, and they almost chased all the way to Montenegro, but the rabbit still escaped!"
"It's better to let them go to the tower to deliver food, and they can miss a rabbit, so why come to drink!"
"That's right, go, go, go!"
Patrol demon soldiers all know that the purple fox demon in the three-story tower does not need to deliver meals, and the white crane demon in the second-story tower has to. Delivering meals is even more of a chore, usually being cursed and attacked by the white crane demon generals, and no demon is willing to do this kind of work.
The sinners are not worthy to eat well. They only get very little food every day. The demon soldiers dare not give too much at one time, nor do they dare not give them away. If you are to blame, you have to take turns on duty.
Ji Xiao and Meng Xueli didn't say a word, they lowered their heads and took the food box.
With a bang, the heavy stone gate fell, and the smoke and dust were everywhere, isolating the inside and outside of the tower.
The demon soldier outside the tower looked at the tower gate, scratched his head and said, "I always feel that something is wrong..."
The demon soldier who got the Lingzhu immediately became nervous: "Don't get sick, come and drink! The eagle will be back soon, hurry up."
Only when Qingying leaves the tower for food, the demon soldiers under the tower dare to gather together to take a break. They are experienced and will return to the patrol state before Qingying returns to the top of the tower.
The corridor in the tower is long and narrow, and only two demons can walk side by side. There is no candlestick on the smooth walls, and all the way is dark. As King Shirakawa said, there are no guards on the first floor.
Bi You stuck his head out of his sleeve, looked around, and couldn't believe it: "This is the Demon Town Tower?"
Meng Xueli said with a smile: "The problems that can be solved by acting don't need to be shouted and killed."
Ji Xiao thought he was cute and touched the back of his neck.
Ruan Hui: "Let's come in here? It doesn't seem to be difficult."
Meng Xueli said, "Under King Baihe, there was a dead soldier who was proficient in the art of transformation, turned into a food-delivery demon soldier, and sneaked into the first floor of the tower. But the old mirage at the bottom of the tower is powerful, and the breath of a demon can be discerned, which is not true. The demon soldiers will suffer from mirage puzzles and institutions, and fall into hell."
Ji Xiao asked the mirage in the sleeve: "Are you ready?"
The mirage gave a soft "Ow": "I will work hard!"
The mirage took a deep breath, felt the air in the tower, and then exhaled a breath that was very similar to the old mirage, wrapping around Meng Xueli and Ji Xiao. Like a lizard in the jungle, it changes its protective color and integrates the body with the environment.
The two of them will walk forward with a mirage, and the air temperature will continue to rise. A stick of incense passed, and they had to run the body protection essence to resist the heat.
Meng Xueli said to the half-demon and the mirage, "Don't come out, be careful of getting burned."
At the end of the secluded long corridor, the eyes are suddenly bright, the huge fire pool is boundless, the fiery lava flows and rushes, and the heat wave is billowing.
An iron rope swayed across the fire pool, swaying, and hung diagonally on the opposite bank. The opposite bank leads to the second floor of the tower.
This road looks very simple, and any demon soldier delivering food can pass safely.
Meng Xueli said to Ji Xiao, "According to the big snake's temper, there must be organs hidden on the roof, the walls, and the fire pool."
He summoned "Baiyin Baidai" and turned it into a pair of swords, one of which was handed over to Ji Xiao.
The two stepped on the chain, and their bodies were as light as a dragonfly. The half-demon was apprehensive, and when he reached the lowest point of the iron rope, in the middle of the fire pool, Ruan Hui just breathed a sigh of relief, and the mirage suddenly shivered. At the same time, the sea of fire below was turbulent, and Chi Yan climbed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The walls hummed as if something was starting.
Meng Xueli and Ji Xiao stopped, and the mirage's vocal cords cried anxiously: "He's talking! He's talking!"
Ji Xiao: "Who?"
"Old Mirage under the tower! He said, 'It doesn't seem right, this is not my own mirage'." The little mirage collapsed, like a child who was frightened and cried, "We have been discovered."
Bi You and Ruan Hui hugged together, trembling together, not daring to make a sound.
Ji Xiao took out a piece of fine silk and looked calm: "It's okay."
He blindfolded Meng Xueli and tied a knot behind Xiao Daolu's head.
"If you don't see your eyes, your heart doesn't move. If your heart doesn't move, illusions don't arise." Ji Xiao said, "Hold my hand."
When Meng Xueli was in the demon world, he had never seen a thousand-year-old mirage. He knew that Ji Xiao's divine soul was strong and that he was brave, but he might drag the Dao Companions back, so he did as he said.
Ji Xiao held a sword in one hand and Meng Xueli in the other.
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Meng Xueli: What should the author do? Might as well make a pot of pigeon soup.
In the demon world on the tip of the tongue, everything can be eaten.