"You shouldn't have come."

I don't know when.

A faint voice suddenly rang in the demon's ears.

Hear this sound.

The dying demon suddenly opened his eyes like a rebirth.

"It's important, important...Information...must...report...to...return...to...master..."

He opened his mouth with difficulty and said intermittently.

“What important information?”

That voice said.

"The human immortal... no, no, that person... no, no, ordinary... the human immortal..."

The demon seemed to have exhausted all his strength and said.

"Lin, Linwu Villa..."

After saying that.

The demon lowered his head heavily.

He was not dead.

But he no longer had the energy to move.

"Linwu Villa?"

The voice muttered to himself, and then there was no movement.

"Did you hear any sound?"

At this time.

A ray of light appeared in front of the demon, and two figures that appeared faintly in the light were reflected in the light.

"No, maybe you heard it wrong?"

"Is that so? But I seemed to have heard something just now."

"Well... it wasn't the sound of that demon, right?"

“…maybe.”

soon.

The light and figures in the cave disappeared.

When time slowly comes to the date of executing the demons.

This time.

No accidents occurred at the scene.

Under the witness of countless practitioners, the demons scattered their souls under the thunder technique jointly performed by the Flying Bird Dao Alliance.

When the news reached Linwu Villa, it was already three days later.

"That demon really died so easily?"

When A Chao reported the news to him.

Xia Fan, who was fishing by the lake, said calmly.

"Yes, basically all the practitioners present witnessed the death of this demon."

Achao said softly, as if he was afraid of scaring away the fish that Xia Fan was biting the hook.

"I thought some other demons would appear in the robbery field, but in the end nothing happened. It was really disappointing."

Xia Fan stared at the fish floats gently shaking on the lake.

"Maybe from the beginning it was an abandoned child for convenience."

A Chao Dao.

"The abandoned son of a half-step immortal is really willing to spend a lot of money on the demons."

Xia Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

The fish is about to bite the hook.

"Maybe this is a bigger plot behind the demon."

Achao speculated.

"What's the Bird Dynasty worthy of the demon's plan? No, there is one."

Xia Fan seemed to be talking to himself.

"If the demons plot against each other, everything will make sense."

Achao said expressionlessly.

"Indeed, after all, this big guy can be said to be the person who poses the greatest threat to the demon."

Xia Fan was absent-minded.

"With such a big boss here, the demons can never get involved in the Bird Dynasty."

"Shopkeeper, I'm a little curious, why do demons target the Bird Dynasty instead of other lands?"

Achao was silent for a moment.

"If you have a map, you will know that the Flying Bird Dynasty is indeed very inconspicuous in the entire Dongmingzhou, but if it is placed in one border and one territory, you will find that the Flying Bird Dynasty can be called an important throat in the southeast of Dongmingzhou."

After saying that.

Xia Fan suddenly lifted the fishing rod and began to close the line.

The next moment.

A three-foot-long fat big fish made Xia Fan suddenly throw it to the shore.

"Hoho, you'll have a good time tonight."

Seeing the big fish whose scales were shining in the sun, slapped its tail violently, Xia Fan couldn't help but smile.

"I see."

What Achao was concerned about was not the big fish that Xia Fan had just caught, but the words he said just now.

"A Chao, pack up the fish and fishing gear and take it back."

At this time.

Xia Fan suddenly picked up the fish basket on the ground and the fishing rod in his hand and handed it to Achao.

"good."

Achao didn't ask much.

After taking the fishing rod and fish basket, he first grabbed the big fish that was struggling on the ground and put it in the fish basket, and then strode outside.

"I expected you to come, but I didn't expect you to come at this time."

Xia Fan stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the shimmering lake in front of him.

"When did you come?"

A figure quietly appeared beside Xia Fan.

Just like him, he quietly looked at the vast lake road in front of him.

"Twenty-three years ago or twenty-five years ago, I can't remember exactly."

Xia Fan said calmly.

“I was in seclusion until a year ago.”

The figure said coldly.

"Otherwise, I'll find out very early."

"Not necessarily."

Xia Fan chuckled.

Said.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the person beside him.

This is a young monk wearing a simple Taoist robe.

Body appearance is of ordinary type.

At first glance, it looks no different from the passers-by on the street.

But the other person feels very strange.
To be continued...