Yan Qing chuckled and said lazily, "I didn't expect that I could actually meet someone from the Demon Realm in Nanze Province. What a coincidence."
The turbid yellow moonlight illuminated the face of the man. His black hair was like a waterfall, his eyebrows and eyes were like a painting. The tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, his lips were red, and his smile was dangerous and evil. He spoke in a casual manner, with the unique carefreeness of a teenager.
But with this face, no one in the entire Demon Realm dared to treat him as a teenager.
Especially the nightmarish red threads between Yan Qing's fingers.
The old man's pupils shrank into a dot.
—The red thread entered his sea of consciousness, pierced through the clouds and mist, pulled out the nightmare in his sea of consciousness, and cut it into pieces bit by bit, coldly and ruthlessly.
"Ahh!" The old man suddenly screamed, covered his head with his hands, and knelt on his knees.
Yan Qing rolled up the soul thread with his fingers and said slowly: "Since you look down on Shang Chongtian so much, why don't you tell me everything?" He blinked and said word by word: "You are qualified, Lord of Mingcheng."
The old man's face was filled with fear, shock, and despair. His face was pale, as if he was in a deep nightmare. He was mad and incoherent: "You are still alive, you are not dead yet?! How can you still be alive..."
Yan Qing had no expression on his face. He pulled with his fingers, pulling the nightmare points in his sea of consciousness apart. The old man's cry instantly rose, sharp and piercing, and startled the jackdaws.
Yan Qing said calmly: "It doesn't matter whether you are dead or not, what matters is that you are dying."
The old man finally woke up, his eyes twisted and split, half of it was the pain and hideousness of the "nightmare", and half of it was his own fear. He was pale, panting heavily, and reached out to pull the corner of Yan Qing's clothes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Young City Lord, spare my life! Young City Lord, spare my life, I was harmed by the Qin family of Zijinzhou and fell into this situation. I have no second thoughts about the Demon Realm, Young City Lord!"
Yan Qing laughed out loud after hearing this, and said strangely: "Interesting, you have no second thoughts about the Demon Realm, but you have second thoughts."
The old man's hands froze in place, his blood coagulated bit by bit, and he raised his head.
Yan Qing didn't waste any more time talking to him, and asked indifferently: "Why did you appear in the upper heaven, and what is your relationship with the Qin family?"
If the soul thread enters his brain, it can easily make him lose his soul.
The old man was trembling all over. He was terrified when he thought of the rumors about the young city lord. He confessed the truth: "Tell me! Tell me!"
"A hundred years ago, you and the city lord died one after another, and the city was burned in a fire. The Demon Realm was leaderless, and hundreds of cities competed to carve out a kingdom, and the disputes continued and blood flowed like a river. About a year ago, a group of people wearing masks and red clothes suddenly appeared in the Demon Realm. They established 'Plum City', negotiated with the city lords, and reborn and died against fate, and once again became the main city of the Demon Realm."
Yan Qing said: "Meicheng?" Zijinzhou, Meishan Qin Family.
"Yes, Meicheng." The old man swallowed his bloody saliva and said, "After I met the mayor of Meicheng, I found out that he was a member of the Qin family of Zijinzhou! The Qin family said that there is another way for us to sneak through the Demon Realm to the Upper Heaven. That's why I was bewitched and obeyed his orders."
Those who would drift to the Demon Realm were all desperate criminals who had committed heinous crimes and were left with nowhere to go. The place connecting the Upper Heaven and the Demon Realm was the Cangwang Sea, which was shrouded in thick fog that had not dissipated for years.
A monk who wants to fall into the devil's way needs to wade through the vast sea water and find a cliff.
It is difficult to enter the Demon Realm, and even more difficult to return to the Upper Heaven.
Because there are many entrances but only one exit. The road leading from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave to the Upper Heaven Demon Slaying Array has its exit strictly guarded by the Nine Sects and Three Clans.
Therefore, for ten thousand years, the demons and the upper heavens kept to themselves.
The Cangwang Sea is shrouded in fog, and cultivators are bound to get separated. Unless they are cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Stage, no one dares to go down easily.
And the people from the Demon Realm would not be so foolish as to come here and die.
Yan Qing then said with a serious look: "Where is the other way?"
The old man said, "I don't know, Young City Lord. The Qin family knocked me unconscious before bringing me up here. I don't know anything."
Yan Qing asked again: "What happened after the Qin family brought you up here? What did they do to you?"
When Lao Xiao heard these words, his emerald eyes immediately revealed unreserved hatred, as if they had merged with the nightmare in his body and the malicious intent had turned into pus.
"The Qin family wanted to kill me! They broke their promise and went back on their word. They wanted to kill me! I escaped, but before I left Zijinzhou, I was caught up by the Immortal Alliance again!" The old man suppressed his hatred, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the corner of Yan Qing's clothes with trembling convulsions. Hope and greed reappeared in his eyes and said, "Young City Lord! There are still several cities in the Demon Realm that refuse to obey the Qin family. If you go back now, you will definitely summon them to rebuild the Fang City and drive the Qin family with ulterior motives out of the Demon Realm."
Yan Qing couldn't help laughing after hearing what he said. He dragged his voice and blinked: "What do you mean? To revive the glory of Fangcheng, it is our duty?"
The teasing and mocking tone in his words was so obvious that Lao Xiao finally realized that something was wrong.
Yan Qing was too lazy to say anything more to him. He lowered his head and smiled: "Since you have been so forthcoming, I can grant you a quick and easy death."
The old lady hasn't reacted yet.
Yan Qing's expression was already cold, and he pulled the soul thread directly out from between his eyebrows. The deep red thread was covered with a thick layer of black viscous liquid. The liquid flowed and tried to escape, but was firmly suppressed by the soul thread, and white smoke came out.
The moment the "nightmare" was forcibly stripped from the sea of consciousness. The old man was already on the verge of death because of Yu Xin's sword, and his last support also fell. The green in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he stared straight at Yan Qing, his body fell backwards, and he died with his eyes open.
Yan Qing held up the red thread and looked at the foul-smelling, wriggling liquid, and was silent for a moment.
His soul thread can capture nightmares and take them out, but it cannot destroy them.
The nightmare in the body of a mortal or a low-level demon will disappear after the person it is parasitic on dies.
But this old man is in the Mahayana period... the nightmare of the Mahayana demon species, I am afraid that he will be killed by the sword of no regrets.
The "nightmare" began to slowly calm down, flowing down along the soul thread like a silent black snake.
Yan Qing's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly thought of something. He directly pulled the unwilling man off his shoulders.
Zhi was put under a silence spell, and when Yan Qing and the old man were talking, he became more and more confused and stupid. Now he was suddenly pulled down, his eyes widened, and his hair stood on end. The moment the silence spell was lifted, he loudly resisted: "What are you going to do to me!"
Yan Qing: "Are you hungry? Let me feed you something. Open your mouth."
He pinched Buzhi's mouth and forced it to open. Buzhi resisted at first, but after he put the black substance in his mouth and tasted it, he was stunned.
Sweet, sweet? And delicious
It went with the flow, holding Yan Qing's soul thread with its wings, and opened its mouth to swallow the thread. How could Yan Qing let his saliva touch his thread? He held its face with his hands, so that it couldn't close its mouth.
Unwilling to ask: “?”
Yan Qing said: "I'm worried that you'll eat too fast and won't be full."
Unwilling to say: “…”
The nightmare on the soul thread dripped into Buzhi's mouth bit by bit, and was eaten up completely by him. After eating, he licked the corner of his mouth, held his stomach and burped, feeling satisfied, and asked curiously: "What did you eat?"
Yan Qing: "Is it delicious?"
Not very proud: "It's OK."
Yan Qing looked at him seriously and said meaningfully, "What do you sleep like after eating?"
Bu Zhi rolled his eyes and said truthfully, "I'm sleepy." He was dragged down the mountain by Yan Qing to attend the auction. He was already very sleepy. Now that he had eaten this stuff, his stomach felt warm and full. He was very sleepy and just wanted to sleep. But he yawned with his wings, and suddenly thought of something. His body stiffened and he stared at Yan Qing with his red eyes without blinking.
"No, what did this person just call you?"
Yan Qing said: "Young City Lord, don't you understand?"
Bu Xizhi said "Oh" and then asked, "Which young city lord?"
Yan Qing: "It's Fangcheng."
Unwilling to say: “Oh.”
Unwilling to say: “…”
Unwilling to say: “… ”
When the bat turned into a stone statue and fell down, Yan Qing kindly supported its head and said with a smile, "Why are you so surprised?"
Unwilling to say: “…”
Unwilling to say: “… ”
If it doesn't have ambitions in Liuxianzhou, it is just a bat that eats and sleeps every day. It only hears about everything in the world from others. Names like Wangqing Sect and Xie Ying are mentioned by countless people in the Upper Heaven every day, and it is familiar with them. And the word Fangcheng has spread throughout the Three Realms for a hundred years, causing a huge uproar. It is impossible for it not to know about it.
In the first year of Chunhe, Xie Ying, the chief disciple of Wangqing Sect, went deep into the Demon Realm and burned down the city of Fang.
When he was in Fangcheng, the main city of Demon Realm, he was the young city lord of Fangcheng.
Bu Zhi's eyes turned red and he fainted.
Yan Qing sneered: "Coward."
Yan Qing put his dissatisfaction into the mustard seed, waved his sleeves, and walked towards the black market.
When he left, the smoke and fog of the black market had almost dissipated. Everyone seemed to be exhausted, and they supported each other and slowly stood up against the wall. The people who escaped from the auction venue, after understanding the truth of the matter, raised their sleeves to wipe the sweat off their foreheads, and said in fear: "It should be the Immortal Alliance who dealt with the demons."
The fog and the bell were both eerie and mysterious, and it was obvious that they came from somewhere strange.
The black market’s lanterns were connected one after another, lighting up the streets and alleys brightly.
The auction site.
Mingze was so anxious that he didn't care about his fear anymore. He rushed over and pulled Yu Xin's sleeve and said, "Senior! Please save Yan Qing! He has been taken away by the devil and is in great danger! Senior, please save him!"
Yu was so annoyed that he waved his sleeves and threw him to the ground.
He was now feeling uneasy, his palms were slightly sweaty, and he looked towards the east vigilantly, not knowing what instructions he would get.
On the other side, Feiyu bent over to pick up the mirror, squatted down, and said softly: "Miss, it's okay, the fire is out."
Jing Ruchen murmured: "Fire..."
Feiyu repeated, "Yes, Miss, the fire is out."
The fire was out. The breeze blew across the ruins and her tear-stained face. Jing Ruchen nodded stupidly and tried to stand up, but her steps were unsteady and she stumbled.
Feiyu stood by her side, watching her quietly and silently, without helping her, waiting for her to dry her tears and stand up on the ground.
"Miss, please keep this mirror." Feiyu waited for her to stand firmly, handed her the mirror, and said softly: "If one day I can't protect you, just smash this mirror, and someone will come to save you."
This was probably the last bit of conscience of the scheming and scheming master.
Jing Ruchen took it, nodded with tears in her eyes, and said softly, "Okay."
Mingze fell to the ground, his eyes dull, and he was about to cry out of self-blame, muttering to himself: "It's all my fault that I dragged Brother Yan down. It's all my fault. If I hadn't led the devil out, Brother Yan wouldn't have been kidnapped by the devil!"
Yu Xin thought to himself, you are nothing! How can you be qualified to lure that devil out! He was really annoyed and wanted to use his sword to force the little brat to shut up, but when he turned around, he saw a figure walking out from the east. His words got stuck in his throat and he could no longer hold back his expression. He knelt down and said, "Meet the leader!"
—Leader!
The moment he heard these two words, Fei Yu's pupils suddenly shrank. The rules he had been following all along were broken at this moment. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Jing Ruchen's wrist, pulling her behind him. A chill appeared all over his body, and he was on high alert, clenching his hands tightly in his sleeves.
"Fei Yu?" Jing Ruchen was also frightened when Fei Yu grabbed her wrist. This was the first time she saw Fei Yu like this. She was full of doubts, but she knew she shouldn't speak, so she kept quiet.
Mingze was stunned. She looked up with tears in her eyes and saw the young man in snow-white clothes walking slowly towards her under the moonlight.
Xie Shiyi came over from Yuqing Peak, and the hummingbird perched on her fingertips shattered. Her black hair was frosted, and she stood tall and straight. She looked down quietly and said indifferently, "Explain the matter clearly."
"Yes." Sweat poured out of Yu Xin's palms. He said with a stiff face, "After I met that senior in the basement of the auction, I came out with him and ran into the demon who was performing a body possession formation. We assassinated him, but the demon woke up the nightmare before dying, took you hostage, and threatened you not to chase him. I dare not act rashly, so I conveyed the news to you."
Xie Shiyi didn't say anything.
Yu Xin suddenly felt her hands and feet cold, and she felt suffocated: "Leader..."
When Yan Qing came back with his dissatisfaction, he saw this scene: Mingze fell to the side with red eyes, Feiyu cautiously protected Jing Ruchen behind him, and Yu Xin knelt on the ground respectfully.
He felt amused for a moment. When he came to the Upper Heaven, except for Le Zhan, Xi Chaoyun and Jing Ruyu, no one was not afraid of Xie Shiyi.
Yan Qing waved his hand and laughed, "Just let him come, it's okay. The old man died before he could even take two steps."
Yu Xin looked up in astonishment. Fei Yu also frowned and looked at the person who came... Is this person talking to Xie Ying
Xie Shiyi turned around in the moonlight, and the moment he saw Yan Qing, the invisible coldness and oppression disappeared like a tide, but his expression was still not relaxed. He just said: "You promised me three things, have you forgotten now?"
"..." Yan Qing just now remembered the three things Xie Shiyi had told him at Yuqing Peak: don't cause trouble and don't go down the mountain. He was stuck for a while, then said slowly: "Didn't the person who participated in the competition during the day find that he was missing a weapon? So he came down the mountain to look for it!"
Xie Shiyi was not surprised that Yan Qing would come back. If Yan Qing was really in danger, it would not be the turn of the people from the Immortal Alliance to send him a message.
Hearing Yan Qing's explanation, he smiled silently and said in a light tone: "Are you here looking for weapons?"
Yan Qing rolled his eyes in his heart and thought, "Alright, alright, I know you, a wealthy family with royal branches and beautiful leaves, would look down upon this place."
Yan Qing: “Any questions?”
But when he saw Xie Shiyi, he immediately thought of Murong Motian, and he was so happy that even the heavy thoughts caused by the matter in the Demon Realm just now dissipated a lot. His peach blossom eyes curved and he smiled: "Immortal Venerable, please don't despise me. You should know that peerless treasures are often hidden in the city. There are so many surprises here."
Xie Shiyi hadn't spoken yet. Yan Qing had already walked over very naturally. In his mind was the expression of Xie Shiyi when he listened to the hawker's story in person. How wonderful it was!
He even forgot to be careful in front of outsiders and directly pulled Xie Shiyi's hand, smiling: "Come on, come on, Immortal Venerable, I'll take you to see the surprise."
Mingze: “…”
Yu Xin: “…”
Feiyu: “…”
Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and did not struggle: "Surprise?"
Yan Qing: "Yes, it will definitely shock you. You can look forward to it now."
Xie Shiyi glanced at him slowly and said casually: "Oh."
But after walking a few steps, Yan Qing thought of Xie Shiyi's identity in Nanzezhou and said, "No, anyone would tremble like a sieve when they see you. I'm not sure if the vendors will be scared away as soon as you leave."
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "No. Not many people in the upper heaven have seen it."
Yan Qing: "Oh, okay."