Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, in front of a prison.

The body of a demon cultivator fell to the ground with its limbs twisted, its eyes protruding, and blood flowing all over the floor.

The demon cultivators next to them looked solemn and their tone was cold.

"It's only been two days, and this is already the fifth time..."

"Damn it, it's a ghost."

"Stop talking nonsense, what kind of 'ghost' did you hit?"

"What if it's not a ghost attack? For no reason, he suddenly went crazy, biting and biting, and finally exploded and died..."

A demon cultivator turned pale:

"I always feel that something 'dirty' has come into our prison..."

Another demon cultivator sneered, "What a damn coward! It's normal to scare yourself. We are demon cultivators, we are cultivating demon power. We don't follow the ordinary path, and the risks are high."

"These demon cultivators all died because of the retrograde demon power. Either there was something wrong with their cultivation, or they ate too much demon meat and couldn't suppress their vitality for a while... What's all this fuss about?"

"But five people died..." A demon cultivator questioned, "Isn't it a bit too much?"

"Also," another demon cultivator said, "the steward is also dead."

"The steward was eaten by a monster."

"He was so courageous that he dared to secretly drink the blood of the second elder's bear paw. As a result, he was unlucky. Instead, the black bear demon broke free of its chains and swallowed it. Otherwise, he would have been..."

The demon cultivator paused for a moment and said in a cold voice: "...If I walk through that demon refining map once, my soul will be scattered and my bones will be gone..."

When the "Demon Refining Map" was mentioned, several other demon cultivators felt terrified.

It seems that this demon refining diagram is a very terrifying thing, which makes them change their expressions as they talk about it.

Mo Hua, who was eavesdropping, wanted to hear more about the demon refining map, but the demon cultivators did not dare to talk anymore.

The atmosphere was a little depressing for a while.

After a moment of silence, another demon cultivator said: "But, having said that, Manager Xiong has been in charge of the Ten Thousand Demons Prison for nearly a hundred years, how could he die so 'easily'?"

"People make mistakes, horses make mistakes, and everyone capsizes..."

"What's more, the world of cultivation is dangerous and treacherous, and no one can guarantee that they won't encounter anything terrifying."

"As long as there is a little negligence, your life will be lost..."

…

The demon cultivator whispered, and after a while someone asked again:

"You said, if Manager Xiong dies, what will happen to the Ten Thousand Demons Prison?"

"Is this what you worry about?" A demon cultivator snorted and pointed upward, "There are elders up there. The elders are not here, but the young master is still here..."

Young Master?

Mo Hua was startled.

A demon cultivator below asked: "Young master...who is he?"

Mo Hua pricked up his ears and listened.

Unexpectedly, another demon cultivator immediately showed a stern look on his face and cursed in a low voice:

"You want to die? Do you dare to inquire about the young master?"

"I'm not asking," the demon cultivator frowned, a bit stern, "I've only heard you talk about the young master, but I've never seen one. I don't know who this 'young master' is, whether he is a person or a group of people...

"

"You dare to ask? You really don't know how to live or die!"

"Do you still think that you are a child of an aristocratic family and that you are spoiled by the family and that you can speak freely? Here, talking too much is fatal!"

"I……"

"Shut up!" A demon cultivator whose aura was obviously much stronger said coldly.

His eyes, like those of a tiger and a leopard, glanced around and warned:

"Young Master has the final say on all matters in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons."

"It doesn't matter whether the young master is a person or a group of people. You just need to know one thing. Whenever you see the young master, you must bow your head. All orders of the young master must be obeyed. Even if the young master wants you to die, you will have to die.

!”

All the demon cultivators looked awe-inspiring, some were fearful, some were indifferent, and some were unwilling.

But they only dared to hide all their thoughts in their hearts, and did not dare to show any disrespect to the 'Master'.

"alright……"

Seeing that everyone did not dare to say anything more, the demon cultivator with the strongest aura nodded slightly and said calmly, "Wash the blood on the ground, take the corpse of this demon cultivator, skin it, and dig out the heart to use it to make elixirs."

After saying that, the group of demon cultivators dispersed and each went about their own business.

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly focused, and he was thinking slightly.

Is there a "young master" hiding in this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?

I just don’t know... whether he is a real gentleman or a fake gentleman.

Suddenly, among the gorgeous flower boats, singing and dancing, and lingering music on the banks of the Yanshui River, the figure of a "gongzi" who was about the same age as himself came to mind again.

Above the boat curtain, there are many silhouettes.

Dressed like an animal, covered in gorgeous human skin, yet like a demon...

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

There may be quite a lot of secrets in this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

And that "bear manager"...

Manager Xiong had been tricked by him and died in the monster's belly. He died in an ordinary way, with no trace of scum left.

But he is a "steward" after all, and according to these demon cultivators, this steward has been in charge of the Ten Thousand Demons Prison for hundreds of years.

Now that he is dead, I wonder if there will be any action from the Ten Thousand Demons Prison.

"Send a new steward over?"

Then do you want to "kill" this new manager too?

In this way, as long as the manager is always dead, can we lure that "young master" over?

"Let's have a look at the situation. It's hard to say yet..."

Mo Hua noted the time and sent another number of heavenly stems and earthly branches to Elder Xun, then turned around and went to the prison where Linghuxiao and the others were.

He had to give Linghuxiao a few people some food.

As for the Four Elephant Formation Hub, he has secretly tricked five or six demon cultivators to death in the past two days, and obtained three types of Four Elephant Demon Patterns: snake pattern, dog pattern, and bear pattern, and he has gained a lot.

You can take it easy for now.

Assassinations need to be relaxed and relaxed, not only to create a sense of tension, but also to let them relax occasionally, and not to kill too hard all at once.

Now that you have mastered the Four Symbols Array, it is like holding a "Book of Life and Death" in your hand.

Mo Hua's waist became even harder, and he didn't even need to be sneaky, he could just hide himself and walk around in the prison.

Anyway, there are demon cultivators everywhere, and anyone who dares to see him will die.

In this way, Mo Hua arrived at the prison. When he looked inside, he saw Xiaomu and three others, sitting in the prison like wooden figures, with food in front of them.

If a monk does not eat for a period of time, he will not die, but he will be hungry.

And the blood gas will decrease to a certain extent.

The demon cultivator would also give them some food, but Linghuxiao and the others did not dare to eat.

Demon cultivators practice the demon way and are assimilated step by step by the demon power. To a certain extent, they are no different from "monster beasts".

What they eat is something that ordinary people cannot eat.

Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Mu, remembering Mo Hua's instructions, naturally would not eat the demon cultivator's food.

Even Song Jian knew what was good and what was bad, and understood the pros and cons, so he was always suffering from hunger.

The dog-headed demon cultivator who was guarding him left. The prison was quiet and no one else was watching. Mo Hua gradually appeared.

Ouyang Mu's eyes lit up when he saw the ink painting, and he immediately said in surprise:

"ink……"

Then he realized that his voice was louder, so he immediately lowered his voice and whispered:

"Senior Brother Mo!"

Mo Hua nodded, then took out some fruits, dried meat, and Bigu Pills to satisfy his hunger from the storage bag, and handed them to Ouyang Mu and Linghu Xiao.

"Eat something."
To be continued...