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Chapter 18 The Evil Sword Immortal who cant hold back anymore(2/2)

reason."

Qin Yao: "If you don't understand, don't think about it. I'm not in the mood to explain it to you."

Afterwards, no matter what the evil spirit said, he turned a deaf ear and focused on being firm in his Taoism.

Inside the amethyst box.

Seeing that this guy was as smelly and hard as a stone in the toilet, the evil spirit had to give up the idea of ​​breaking through him and instead sent his consciousness through the wall to the next room.

At this moment, in the room, Sedum was lying on the bed, soundly asleep, looking heartless.

The evil energy gradually condensed into a male demon in black clothes and a bald head. He stared at him for a while, then flew over the opponent's head and continued to pass through the wall.

What He needs is a soul that can be seduced into corruption and gradually darken, not a neurotic, heartless waste.

That's right, it's trash.

In his opinion, this young man cannot fight, has no scheming, and does not even have high morale to fight. What is he but a waste?

After passing through Jingtian's room, he came to Tang Xuejian's room and cast a spell to look at the other person's figure.

He tries to find some negative emotion from the other person, any negative emotion is acceptable, because this emotion can be transformed into evil thoughts at any time.

But what disappointed Him was that there was nothing, nothing. In His eyes, this person was like a piece of stone or wood without emotion, not a living being.

"Strange...so strange."

Xie Qi had never encountered this kind of situation before, and he didn't know how to solve the problem for a while, so he had to continue walking through the wall.

But this time, He entered Red Nightshade's room. At the same time, Red Nightshade, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes.

"Old friend, long time no see." Xie Qi flew to the bed and said with a smile.

"The evil spirit of the Five Elders."

Nightshade in red is no stranger to this evil guy. One of them is at the top of the Demon Suppression Tower, and the other is at the bottom of the Demon Suppression Tower. Although they cannot see each other, they can sense each other's existence.

"Don't call me Wu Lao Xie Qi, I'm not their accessory." Xie Qi suppressed his smile, and the temperament of his whole body suddenly became sharper: "Evil thoughts are like swords, and you can achieve immortality. My name is - Xie Sword Immortal."

Red nightshade's face was cold and her eyes were indifferent and distant: "Okay, the evil spirit of the five elders."

Evil Sword Immortal: "..."

This was the first time that he had negative emotions towards a person, no, it should be said that it was a human being.

"Do you have anything else to do? If not, just step back." Red Nightshade said.

The Evil Sword Immortal's mentality was a bit unbearable.

What is the attitude of this woman?!

Trying his best to control his restless emotions, the Evil Sword Immortal said at his own pace: "Langui, I see strong resentment in you."

"There's no need to talk nonsense anymore." Red Nightshade raised her hand and said, "I was born with resentment. If I didn't have resentment, you wouldn't be able to speak to me here now."

Evil Sword Immortal: "..."

Why is this guy always stealing the beat?

"I want to make a deal with you." He said seriously, trying to correct his rhythm.

Red Nightshade: "What's the deal?"

"Give me your indifference and hatred, and from now on, you can live a normal life." Evil Sword Immortal raised his head and said.

Nightshade in red looked at him strangely: "Do you know what you are saying? Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

The Evil Sword Immortal's expression froze.

What's the meaning?

But Nightshade in red was too lazy to talk to him anymore, and waved her hand and said: "You can go talk to someone else. I can't understand what I'm saying. What are you talking about with me?"

Evil Sword Immortal: "..."

That is to say, he does not have the ability to kill now, otherwise he will definitely have a life-and-death fight with the opponent.

This woman doesn’t know who she learned it from, her thoughts jump too fast, and she blames others for not understanding her.

Something is wrong.

Finally, he came to Xu Changqing's room and looked at the Taoist priest in white who was practicing the Shushan Mental Technique. Just as he was about to wake him up, a loud shout with a very awkward accent suddenly exploded in Yun Mansion like a sound wave.

"My son Yunting, your demon grandpa is back with his helpers, why don't you come and see him quickly?"

On the bed, Xu Changqing, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look outside the door: "What is it?"

The next moment, without giving the Evil Sword Immortal a chance to stay, he quickly walked out of the door and walked into the courtyard.

The Evil Sword Immortal is greatly hated.

Where did this monster come from? Did you get stuck here?

Not long.

In the courtyard.

Qin Yao, Yun Ting, Xu Changqing, Long Kui, Tang Xuejian and others walked to meet each other. When they looked up, they saw a demon monk from the Western Regions holding a pipa, leading a group of ghosts in an array in the sky, looking at them with a sneer.

, to be precise, looking at Yun Ting among them.
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