Bai Xiao glanced at Zhao Yang standing beside him and said with a smile, "Go ahead!"
Hearing this, Zhao Yang nodded, then turned over and jumped up to sit behind Feng Ye.
After Bai Xiao saw the two of them sitting down, he jumped onto the white crane's back and took them to the territory of the Xingyun Immortal Sect...
On the other side, Fengjiu was wandering around in the forest. She was not in a hurry to go to the Xingyun Immortal Sect, but was walking around in the forest. Behind her, there were the three disciples from the sect.
When some unlucky demon cultivators met them, they thought they were fat meat delivered to their mouths, but who knew that in the end they were all killed by Fengjiu, and the valuable things on them naturally fell into Fengjiu's hands.
The three people from the Immortal Sect watched the young man collect the treasures again, and they felt incredible. All the treasures fell into the hands of the young man, and the amount was so large that even they couldn't help but be tempted.
Those were not just one or two, or even nine or ten pieces of treasure. If the treasures collected by the young man were piled in front of them, it would be a pile of wealth like a small mountain. However, with so much treasure, they could not get even one.
Hearing Feng Jiu's words, the three of them quickly waved their hands and smiled awkwardly, "No, no, these are what you deserve, we don't dare to have such thoughts."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu said, "Is that so? I was thinking that if you guys want, I can give you one or two."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the three of them froze. Looking at the young man's words that did not seem to be a joke, they felt that they seemed to have spoken too early. If they changed their words now, wouldn't it be too shameless
Thinking that those things were all precious instruments and treasures, they secretly gritted their teeth and thought, let it be shameful! Shameless! Why should they be so reserved if they could get those things with just one sentence
So they opened their mouths and were about to change their words to say that they wanted it, but they heard the young man's regretful voice again.
“Well, since you don’t want it, I won’t force you.” Fengjiu said, playing with the magic tools and valuables taken out from the space for a while before putting them away.
Seeing this scene, the three of them twitched their lips. Why did they feel like they were being fooled
Suppressing the strange feeling, the middle-aged man asked, "Master Nine, when will you go to the sect?" They have been accompanying him here for a long time, but he doesn't look like he is going to the sect, and they can't help feeling anxious.
They haven't returned for a long time, and perhaps the people in the sect thought they were in danger.
"What's the hurry? The Demon Lord hasn't shown up yet. There's nothing to do in the sect now, right? Why not take a walk here and see if there's anything to find?" Fengjiu said slowly, taking out the wine gourd from the space and taking a sip of wine.
Seeing his leisurely and unhurried look, the middle-aged man didn't know what to say. He just sighed in his heart and continued to follow him.
However, at this time, on the other side, the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan personally led the demon cultivators to besiege the Nebula Immortal Sect. In addition to the demon cultivators below, in the air, among the rolling clouds, those demon cultivators with boiling demonic energy stood in the air riding swords or weapons, their black robes fluttering in the wind, making a whistling sound.