Chapter 81 Little Demon Fairy

I stayed in Yandang Mountain for about seven days. During these seven days, it has been very calm, and nothing special happened. The silence before the storm was silent for several days, and finally broke the calm.

A disciple of a cultivation sect in Lizhou went out to patrol and returned seriously injured. Four people went out, but only one came back. The clan of monsters that had been silent finally began to take action, and a large number of monsters gathered in a area of Fengmang Mountain in Lizhou.

Hearing the news, all the practitioners were shocked, especially the practitioners from Lizhou. Their faces changed. They were in Lizhou, and no one knew better than them what Fengmang Mountain was. It's a fierce place. It's not a mortal. Even immortals dare not approach that kind of place without permission.

There are countless rumors about Fengmang Mountain. Some people say that thousands of years ago, a top strong man in the cave virtual period fell on Fengmang Mountain. Legendary immortals once appeared in Fengmang Mountain. What's more, some people say that Fengmang Mountain is a fairy mountain that fell from the fairyland tens of thousands of years ago.

The people of the Kyushu Immortal Cultivation Alliance have also explored Fengmang Mountain many times, but this is a fierce place, and even the practitioners of the Yuanying period have no access. This has put a mysterious veil on Fengmang Mountain.

When Zhugebulang heard the news, he couldn't calm down for a long time. There have been immortals in Fengmang Mountain, but the rumor is true or false, but there is no time to learn. There are many versions of the legend of immortals in Kyushu. Is immortals really an existence or an illusory artistic conception?

Once again, I heard a legend about immortals, and it was difficult for Zhuge Fuliang to calm down.

It's late at night, stars, twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of small stars, hanging in the sky and shining brightly, like tens of millions of small eyes~~~~

The plain face is like a secluded orchid in the dark night. The mountain wind blows her dress and dances gracefully. The star-like eyes reveal a trace of rare light, which seems to be sad and complicated.

"Girl without makeup, it's late at night. Why don't you go to rest?" Zhuge Buchang came up and stood beside him.

The moonlight is like water, sprinkled on their bodies. They said without makeup, "Brother, I'm going to Fengmang Mountain tomorrow. I'm really worried. It is said that it's a fierce place, and the practitioners can get in and out."

Zhuge said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll be by your side..."

Saying this sentence, Zhuge Bulang's throat was a little hoarse. He remembered that he had said the same thing to her in his previous life.

Without makeup, she squeezed her lips and smiled and said, "I'm really sorry that I have to take more care of my brother Zhuge."

"What is this?" Zhuge Butang smiled and said, "If you are a plain girl, what's the harm of taking care of you for the rest of your life?"

His eyes fluctuated slightly, and his pretty face blushed. He whispered, "Brother Zhuge, don't joke."

"This is not a joke, if the plain girl is willing..." Zhuge Fuliang's qi and blood coagulated.

I meditated for a moment and said, "I just think what Zhuge said just now is a joke. Please don't be ashamed to laugh at me." With that, he lowered his head shyly.

Zhuge Butang took a deep breath and seemed to have full courage. He grabbed his smooth little hand without makeup. His body trembled slightly, and his teeth clenched his lower lip tightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Girl without makeup, if I can, I really hope to take care of you for the rest of my life." Zhuge Biao slightly approached the touching and delicate face.

The moonlight fell on her body, like a layer of fairy light, with a smile on the corners of her mouth and said, "What you said is true...?"

Zhuge butiang nodded.

Su Yan withdrew her hand and said, "Brother Zhuge, Su Yan just wants to focus on the great cause of cultivating immortals now. As for the search for Taoist couple, I want to make plans after breaking through the Jindan period..."

After saying that, he floated up without makeup and disappeared into the night, leaving only Zhuge Fuliang standing there quietly.

"Did she accept this?" Zhuge didn't whisper.

In the early morning of the next day, the sects gathered in the Yandang Mountains left for Fengmang Mountain one after another. Zhuge Fuliang saw the girl in purple again. The weak girl turned out to be the leader of the young generation of Xian Miaozong. Among them, there is an old man and a middle-aged man of Xian Miaozong. The middle-aged man's cultivation is in the dazzling period, and the old man's cultivation is in the Jindan period. He is an extraordinary master.

In the meantime, Zhuge Fuliang also saw Xu Fei and Lu Dingfeng, who were injured by him. With more unkind eyes, Zhuge Fuliang whistled boredly.

The practitioners from the state migrated to Fengmang Mountain on a large scale. Three days later, they finally came to the so-called Fengmang Mountain. More than a dozen peaks stood in the sky. There were no plants on the mountain, which were completely occupied by black rocks. And in the sky, it seems that there will always be a dark cloud floating, condensed, like a ferocious face.

"This is Fengmang Mountain..." Some practitioners' faces are solemn, and there is a look of fear in their eyes. After all, this is the fierce place of the legend of Kyushu. The practitioners come in and out here, and even the practitioners of the Yuanying period are buried here.

Dozens of peaks stand in the sky, like ten huge swords in the sky, sharp and sharp.

"Roar!"

At this time, the earth-shaking roar sounded, and countless shadows floated. From the other end of the black mountain, thousands of monsters swarmed in. The practitioners immediately felt a numbness in their scalp, and the sound of inhaling cold air came one after another.

"How can there be such a huge number of monsters?"

"The monster's gathering on such a large scale must have a different purpose!"

There were different opinions, and everyone was terrled.

"Is it that the monster family found the treasure of Fengmang Mountain?" In Xian Miaozong, the exquisite girl frowned and said, after all, countless masters have fallen again for thousands of years. Their purpose is to pursue the illusory treasure of Fengmang Mountain.

"Roar!"

Thousands of monsters roared in unison. At this time, in these armies of monsters, a bright lotus flower bloomed, and twelve petals were crystal clear and suspended in mid-air. It was a lotus platform, rippling out holy brilliance. On this lotus platform, there stands a red-haired girl with an exquisite body and a veil. It is difficult to see her true face, but it is certain that this girl must be a beautiful woman.

"Damn it, I have a code!" Zhuge didn't say it secretly.

The girl in red** has jade feet, and her crystal toes are as crystal as chalcedony, and the sound of heaven sounded: "We monster family are doing things here. Please leave as soon as possible, or there will be no mercy!"

Although the voice is beautiful, there is a fierce murderous intention, which spread all over everyone's ears.

The people present changed color, and even the old man Jin Yao, Linglong and Xian Miaozong and the middle-aged man showed a solemn look. The cultivation of this girl in red is quite horrible, which can be compared with human infancy practitioners.

"It's the little demon fairy of the monster family!" The old man of Xian Miaozong was surprised.

Linglong said, "I've heard of the name of the little demon fairy. It is said that she is a strong man who has risen in the monster family for nearly hundreds of years. Although she looks like a pure girl, she is vicious. In recent years, there are not a thousand or eight hundred practitioners who died in her hands."

"Human practitioners, give you a minute to retreat, or there will be no mercy!" The sweet voice of the little demon fairy sounded again, and thousands of monsters under him roared in unison, which was shocking.