"Boy, why are you doing so fast?" A loud roar came over.

Qin Haoxuan saw Song Haomin obviously frowned and looked back with interest.

I saw a group of young demon cultivators rushing over, leading a middle-aged monk. It is roughly estimated that they are at the peak of the Immortal Wheel Realm.

The leading demon is particularly festive, with a round head, a round belly, and a round eyes. Even if there are small skeletons hanging on it, it is not scary at all.

"Uncle Red Demon Master, we saw a mortal." Song Haomin pointed at Qin Haoxuan and said.

The Red Demon glanced at Qin Haoxuan, then frowned.

Qin Haoxuan's heart tightened. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that he shouldn't know them, so he relaxed.

"Uncle Master, what are you looking at?" Zhou Teng asked curiously.

The other demon cultivators also looked at it.

Qin Haoxuan saw so many demon cultivators with their heads and skeletons hanging on their necks for the first time. Looking at the young half-sized children, he wanted to laugh for a moment.

"Tsk, I just think this person has some fairy affinity." Chi Demon nodded and said.

Song Haomin unexpectedly glanced at Qin Haoxuan: "Is it true or false?"

"It's just that, there are so many mortals in the world, it's not surprising that there are a few who have immortal connections. We still have to hurry up and go quickly, you'll delay the matter." The Red Demon said as he was about to teach Song Haomin a lesson.

Song Haomin jumped to Qin Haoxuan's side, grabbed Qin Haoxuan's collar with one hand, and said to the Red Demon: "Uncle Master! I still lack a demon slave, I want him!"

The Red Demon didn't react: "Ah?"

Qin Haoxuan: “…”

The Red Demon coughed twice: "He is just a mortal, what's the use of asking him? He will die in a few decades. It's better to go back and let the sect give you a demon cultivator."

"I just like him, and I don't have the ones to serve when we come out." Song Haomin said something in a mess, and made up his mind and would not change at all.

Chi Demon had a headache, but after looking at Qin Haoxuan, he said, "Okay, okay, it's up to you."

Qin Haoxuan widened his eyes and grinded his teeth secretly. As expected, no one asked me for my opinion.

Of course not.

Song Haomin narrowed his eyes and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Qin Haoxuan frowned. Just as he was about to speak, Song Haomin smashed one of his skeletons, and a touch of green smoke came out of it. Then Song Haomin slapped into Qin Haoxuan's arm.

Qin Haoxuan was stunned and looked down at his arm. The burning and painful place was a skeleton mark.

Song Haomin clapped his hands: "Okay, now you are my slave. This is the mark my master gave you. No matter what you were called before, it will be called Dazhuang from now on."

Qin Haoxuan: “…”

Chi Demon slapped Song Haomin in a slap, and then said, "Okay, stinky brat, let's go."

When others watched this scene, their expressions were very rich, including indifference, sarcasm, envy and jealousy. Now that they have just entered the Taoist practice, they have not even learned to hide their emotions.

Qin Haoxuan understood that these demon cultivators did not regard mortals as humans at all.

"I said you kid, you are really lucky. Can you be our Senior Brother Song's demon slave? Do you know how to do it well?"

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Song, I took over a servant."

Many people came up to congratulate Song Haomin. Song Haomin didn't look at them at all. His chin was slightly raised and he was about to pull him into the sky.

Silently accepted his new identity and swept the eyes of those people, Qin Haoxuan probably had a scheming in his heart. I'm afraid that this person named Song Haomin was a colored immortal species with a not-low status in the sect, and even a master at the peak of the Immortal Wheel Realm escort him.

However, this kid's personality was not at all restrained. Judging from the expressions of his brothers just now, and the good brother who seemed considerate and really hostile around him, he knew that he had offended many people openly and secretly, but because he was the pride of the sect, no one dared to touch him.

Bang!

A black shadow broke through the air. Qin Haoxuan noticed it, but couldn't react at all. He was thrust in front of him. A sudden burst of pain in front of him, and blood spread out from his robe.

"Why are you stunned? Go away quickly." Song Haomin took back his hand to hit someone, looked back impatiently at Qin Haoxuan who was falling behind, looked at the blood in front of him, and sneered: "Mortals are really fragile."

Several disciples, including Zhou Teng, surrounded Song Haomin. When they saw Qin Haoxuan being beaten, they laughed loudly, looking at Qin Haoxuan like a monkey.

Qin Haoxuan's face turned cold. Even the pain of his flesh and blood did not make him snort. His eyes looked all over the appearance of these demon cultivators and remembered them in his heart. He also truly realized that these demon cultivators were different from Taoist cultivators. These people were even more cruel. They came into contact with death and skeletons from the beginning and were even more indifferent to human lives.

Song Haomin looked at Qin Haoxuan's pale face, frowned impatiently, and then gave a wink at the people around him: "Give him some pills to treat the wounds, don't die just after I took the slave, that's too embarrassing."

Zhou Teng responded in a low voice, then took out a black painted bottle from his arms and hit Qin Haoxuan in an instant: "Patch it on, if you dare to die, you will take away your soul and become a ghost slave!"

Qin Haoxuan took it without saying a word and applied it to himself. He sighed in his heart, thinking that it might be a good idea to follow them.

But in the current situation, Qin Haoxuan can no longer make any other moves.

The medicine was a good medicine, and Qin Haoxuan quickly felt that the wounds on his body stopped hurting. He looked at the things like sludge in his hand in surprise, and then applied the medicine to other wounds. As expected, he felt much more comfortable.

When he entered the team, he realized that this group of people were a group of young disciples from the Tianyan Sect who went out to practice. Seeing their spirits one by one, Qin Haoxuan suddenly remembered the fact that he had just entered Taichu and followed Chi Lianzi into the world.

It turns out that it has been so long.

"Elder! Elder Red Demon!" A voice came from behind the team. The Red Demon stopped walking and looked back.

Seeing that it was the Taoist boy who reported the news from the sect, Chi Demon asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

The Taoist boy rushed over panting: "The Red Demon Elder... Huhu, the head teacher said that he would cancel this time of reigning Hongchen, and everyone returned to the mountain."

"What? Really!"

Before the Red Demon could say anything, the disciples behind him were in a mess.

"Have you said it long ago? What are the good things about those mortals? It's a waste of time."

...

"You guys know nothing!" Chi Mo, who was troubled by these little bastards, turned around and scolded him.

In an instant, the crowd became quiet.

Chi Demon turned around and asked Daotong with a frown, "Why did it suddenly cancel it?"

The Taoist boy replied respectfully: "I wonder if the elder has heard of Qin Haoxuan?"

Qin Haoxuan was stunned and silently raised his ears.

When everyone heard the name Qin Haoxuan, they surrounded him and started talking nonsense.

"I've heard it."

"I heard that he fought against a supreme sect alone."

"Isn't he a distinguished guest of our Free Demon Lord?"

"I know the latest news. Qin Haoxuan has cultivated the Immortal Palace!"

...

Elder Red Demon could no longer bear it and patted the disciples around him on the head: "Shut up!"

Everyone around was quiet, and the Red Demon Elder said to the Taoist boy: "What's wrong with Qin Haoxuan?"

The Taoist boy said frankly: "I heard that Qin Haoxuan is dead."

"What?!"

The disciple behind him had just heard the screams when Elder Red Demon raised his hand, which scared the others to shut their mouths quickly.

"Die? Why did you die suddenly?" Elder Red Demon asked for the others.

Qin Haoxuan, who was alive, stood behind the crowd, feeling speechless. He wondered if anyone would believe that he was Qin Haoxuan.

"I heard that it was killed by the powerful people of the ancient sect and the people from Puguang Pavilion."

The young demon cultivators looked at each other. They had just entered the demonic path, but they actually couldn't understand what the Taoist boy said very well. They only knew that Qin Haoxuan, who had created many legends, was dead.

Elder Red Demon sighed: "If you can be killed by the people of the ancient sect, Qin Haoxuan will die unjustly."

When Qin Haoxuan heard this, he wanted to say something. It is not unfair to defeat them and end up in such a mess. But one day, I will give back ten times the pain I suffered that day to those who ambush me, regardless of whether they are the ancient sect or not.

"We should go back if he dies? Why?" Song Haomin poked his head and asked.

The Taoist boy bent down slightly to Song Haomin and said, "Because our free demon lord was very angry when he heard that Qin Haoxuan was dead. In the past few days, he had chosen several branches of the Puguang Pavilion and the ancient sect of the Taoist cultivator, and even injured their rulers. The relationship between the demon cultivator and the Taoist cultivator instantly dropped to freezing point. In order to prevent it, the sect canceled this experience."

Qin Haoxuan was obviously stunned when he heard the Demon Lord avenged him, and then he slowly laughed, and a part of his heart softened.

"The headmaster is too fussy." Song Haomin smiled indifferently, "It's not our Tianyan Sect who went out to make trouble, what are you afraid of?"

The Red Demon rolled his eyes at Song Haomin: "What do you know? The behavior of the Free Demon Lord is easy to provoke a war between immortals and demons."

Song Haomin opened his mouth exaggeratedly: "No way? What a joke, this triggered a war between immortals and demons?"

"What's your expression, stinky boy?" Elder Red Demon reached out and bounced at Song Haomin's head, "Do you know why the last time the immortal demon happened?"

Song Haomin screamed and dodged loudly: "I don't know! Oh, uncle, have you noticed that every time you hit the same person? Can you change someone else to fight?"
Chapter completed!