Chapter 122 Two Years Later

The third volume of the seven-star mysterious demon suddenly rises

Chapter 122 Two Years Later

"There is no need to be polite. Since you are from Ziyunfeng, don't be so rude. At least the old lady was also the leader of Ziyunfeng in those years. The old woman waved her little arm gently like dry wood, and there was no expression on an old face that had already disappeared.

Jiyang bowed to his promise when he heard the words, did not dare to disobey at all, and was extremely obedient. Such a look made Ximen Molian look at him with some surprise. He couldn't figure out why this flowery and out-of-tune guy was so respectful. But that's just thinking about it. She won't ask.

"Well, since you are here to pick up things, the old lady will find them for you and leave quickly. After all, this Huangquan Peak is not a good place." After a long pause, the old man smiled gently, and then stretched out a dead hand with only visible bones and gently touched the various hills around her. With the movement of her fingers, items flew up and fell from those hills to the old man's hand.

"One flying sword, two sets of waterproof fire robes, one identity token for the disciple of Haobai Gate, and several other tools. Well, it's good." Taking a gentle breath, the old man threw a lot of things in her hand into a rough storage bag and threw them to Jiyang.

"I have given you everything. If it hadn't been for the fact that the old lady had been terminally ill and scattered all the external things on her body to the disciples on the peak, she would never have been so short of giving you a reward for meeting."

"Master, don't worry, as Mo Lian is the head of Zi Yunfeng, this meeting gift to the peak is naturally given by Mo Lian. Master can rest assured." Ximen Molian said respectfully in a timely manner.

"Well, that's good." The old woman sighed gently, and her thin skin lips trembled slightly, and then said feebly, "My old lady is tired. Let's go."

"Yes, uncle, the disciple has left." Ximen Molian seemed to respect the old girl. Hearing this, he quickly bowed and saluted, and then turned around without hesitation, holding Jiyang's arm without hesitation. Jiyang turned around and looked, and then sighed. He was really afraid that the trembling old man would die without breathing. He really didn't know why there would be such a more weird old woman in the strange Huangquan Hall here. However, all this has nothing to do with Jiyang. He has made up his mind that as long as he walks out of the Huangquan Hall, he will never come here when he is not strong enough to resist these unknown dangers.

Looking at the two people with hands holding each other, the skinny old woman suddenly sighed: "Don't lose your true beauty when you are young. You will enter the yellow spring for thousands of years, and enter the yellow spring..."

Hearing the sigh behind him, Jiyang's face also showed a strange color, but at this time, under the pull of Ximen Molian, the whole person quickly went to the channel, but did not let the woman find his strangeness.

"Don't lose your true beauty when you are young, and enter the yellow spring for thousands of years. Hey hey, it seems that this old man is also a person with a story. Jiyang's face did not change at all and muttered to himself,

However, in the blink of an eye, Jiyang was pulled by Ximen Molian and instantly turned into a white streamer and disappeared into the dark channel.

Just after Jiyang and Ximen Molian left, a gloomy laughter suddenly came from the originally quiet hall: "Qiu Minggu, have you thought about it? My master sincerely invites you to join the great cause this time.

The voice is extremely cold, like a ghost cry from the hell, which is chilling.

The stunned old woman who was looking at the secluded passage suddenly heard such a harsh voice and the withered skin on her face couldn't help wrinkled into a ball: "Ghost Yinluo, you are just a ghost who has lost your body, poor man. What right do you have to question me!"

With that, the old woman's turbid old eyes stared at the entrance of the passage in an instant, and the air there also suddenly fluctuated. A moment later, a vague figure appeared in the passage under the thick black gas, and above the head of the dark shadow was like a lotus. The flower-shaped black mysterious object floats uncertainly, which is very strange.

"Hey hey, I don't have the right to question you. Those words just now are just the meaning of my master. As for how to choose, it depends on Qiu Minggu's choice." The black shadow stretched out and touched the dark lotus seat on the top of his head and smiled strangely. The black gas around him seemed to tremble with his laughter.

"Are you letting me betray my teacher!" The old lady pinched a pair of dry palms fiercely and looked at the floating black ghosts in the black air and shouted harshly.

"Teacher? Hey hey, that's so funny. Aunt Qiu Ming, how can you regard this indifferent sect as your teacher? That's funny! It's so funny." Hearing the old woman's loud shout, the black ghost laughed wildly again: "I didn't expect that Qiu Minggu, who broke through the shackles and became an elixir 200 years ago, would say such ridiculous words. Hey, Shimen? Two hundred years ago may have been, but now, it is no longer the same. Now Haobaimen is the Haobai Gate surnamed Qu, not the Haobaimen that belonged to you 200 years ago. The ghost sneered and seemed to be very disdainful.

"Don't mention that person! Don't mention it!" The old lady's face changed greatly, and her dry hands grabbed her little hair, abruptly pulled off a large area, and made a grunting sound like a beast in her throat, which looked horrible and gloomy.

"Don't mention it? Hey hey, I didn't expect where Qiu Minggu, who dominated the country, went. It's really disappointing that a person's name can scare you like this! That man cheated your feelings, your position as the head, and finally designed a trap to make you look like a ghost. Now a virtual elixir has fallen to the middle of gasification, which is really disappointing. The shadow in the thick fog did not mean to give up. Instead, he sneered and continued to say, "Qiu Minggu, don't you want revenge? Take back everything you have lost. As long as you agree to this matter, it is only easy to restore your vitality with the ability of my master. It is also natural for you to take charge of Haobaimen again, and your Haobaimen is just to become a vassal of my master. Is it beneficial and harmless to you? Are you really unmoved? Don't you really want to avenge and kill that beast with your own hands?