Ying Zijin also stopped, as if he was aroused of interest: "How?"

"It is definitely not safe for us two women to enter the Bloodstone Tribe." Jun Muqian pointed at her and pointed at herself, "And you are only in the early stage of the life and death realm, and I am about to enter the life and death realm, and my cultivation is considered low."

Ying Zijin nodded: "Your true strength is no match for spiritual cultivation that has just entered the realm of immortality. You don't have to worry about me, I won't drag you down."

Jun Muqian's expression paused, and it was hard to describe: "..."

She suddenly realized that there were people in this world that were even harder to communicate with than her beauties.

God knows that when she and Rong Qing first met, he was both a topic-ending player.

I finally got him in charge, trained him, and the pain period passed...

As a result, another even harder one came.

Jun Muqian looked Ying Zijin up and down, frowned and began to think about a serious question.

Could it be that the longer you live, the harder it is to communicate?

There is this possibility.

But her brother-in-law is so cute and easy to talk to each other.

Maybe it's different from person to person?

Why does she have the qualities of attracting this type of person?

Jun Muqian rubbed his eyebrows and explained patiently: "It's not a question of whether to delay or not. I am afraid of laziness and trouble. Do you think if those demon cultivators like me and want to steal me back, don't we still have to fight?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin thought, calculated with his fingers, and said lightly: "This is possible, but the possibility of this happening is smaller than sucking your spiritual power directly dry."

Jun Muqian: “…”

His uncle started to tell fortunes just by saying this?

However, for demon cultivators, it seems that their strength is more attractive than beautiful colors.

"Okay! Let's put it simply-" Jun Muqian gave up struggling and went straight to the point, "I will become a man later. It's your elder brother, and you are my younger sister."

"Our home was burned by the cultivators. In order to protect our brother and sister, we died together with the hateful cultivators. And you, my little sister, were also burned in this fire, and you can only cover up your face to meet people. I understand?"

This time, Ying Zijin listened very seriously. She was interested and enjoyed: "The story is good, is there any?"

"..." The blue veins on Jun Muqian's forehead jumped, grabbed the black robe and gritted his teeth slightly, "I believe it or not, I will beat you now?"

The only one who choked her this last time was the only one who was charming.

Although it was difficult for her to communicate with her beauty when she first started with Rong Qing.

But before her beauty learned the beauty strategy, she was not as good as hers.

"Jun Muqian, this possibility is zero." Ying Zijin's tone was still stable, and a smile seemed to float in his cold voice, "I understand what you mean, you are your brother and I am your sister."

"Don't you think about it anymore?" This time, Jun Muqian was surprised.

This person just wanted to be her ancestor.

Ying Zijin quickly turned his black robe into a tight body and a graceful figure.

She raised her eyes and said slowly: "If you have a plan, I will naturally agree, and I am lazy."

Jun Muqian: “…”

This tone, which is helpless and helpless is exactly the same as the handwriting on that piece of paper.

If you want to beat someone, you still beat him up.

She should break through the realm of life and death as soon as possible, and this fight will still be the same one.

Jun Muqian no longer talked nonsense, and changed his seventy-two changes and turned into a graceful and romantic young man.

In order to show that she is the eldest brother, she has also made her height taller.

"I don't think you like to talk either. I'll say your throat is hoarse." Jun Muqian glanced at her coldly, "Little sister?"

Ying Zijin curled his lips slightly, looking calm: "Brother, you must take good care of your younger sister."

"Let's go." Jun Muqian snorted slightly, "I'll listen to my brother for everything, remember."

The Bloodstone Tribe was not far from where they were. After half an hour of walking and stopping, the two of them arrived.

Demon cultivators have never had the ability to appreciate beauty, and the buildings in the Demon Realm are not as sacred and elegant as the Immortal Realm and other Realm realms.

Instead, it was like digging a pit out of the mound and then using a branch to casually build it.

As long as the wind and rain are blowing, it will not collapse. No matter how bad the environment is, the demon cultivator can live.

Jun Muqian looked at the stone tablet full of spider webs at the entrance of the Bloodstone Tribe, and his eyebrows were slightly beating.

Although she is very lazy, she also has a cleanliness.

This kind of place kept her alive, and it was really unbearable.

But it happened that she could go to Hunyuan Ling to practice.

The ten spiritual talismans in the fifth sky can also be started.

The stone tablets placed at the entrance are not just broken stones picked up from anywhere, but are covered with cracks.

He also used very rough red pigment and wrote the word "blood stone" in just a few grass.

The Bloodstone Tribe is on the Shura Plain near the Shura Sea, with rivers as the dividing line.

At the entrance, four demon cultivators were responsible for today's guards.

But perhaps because the sun was too big, they were all yawning lazily and drowsy.

I didn't feel excited until I heard the sound of footsteps.

"Stop!" One of the demon cultivators woke up the fastest, and he shouted loudly, "Who is it?!"

"This hero, I am from the lower five realms." Jun Muqian took a step forward and started to blew up the sky. "I am so unfortunate. Things will start from a year ago. It was a dark and windy night, and our family of four..."

"Stop!" Before he finished speaking, the demon cultivator interrupted impatiently, "Where did you say you came from."

Jun Mu's face did not change his color: "From the Northern Territory."

"Northern Region?" Hearing this word, the four demon cultivators were completely awake.

They looked at each other before looking up at the two people in front of them.

When I saw this, I couldn't help but exclaim.

What a handsome young man in purple, he looks rare in the upper five realms.

only……

The four guards looked at Ying Zijin wrapped in a black robe again, and frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

Hearing this sentence, Ying Zijin's eyebrows were slightly lowered.

When I looked up again, my light blue pupils had turned black.

"This is the sister-she." Jun Muqian got an opportunity and then began her deception. "To be honest, the fate of the four guards is really miserable."

"That day, it was a night of murder. The cultivator who killed that day was just because the food we gave him was a basket of steamed buns, not delicacies, he actually came from his heart and stabbed my father and my mother to death with one knife!"

As she said that, she snapped the stone tablet.

The strength was deliberately not controlled well and it was shattered all at once.

The four guards were so shocked that they had not recovered for a long time, and were attracted by the ups and downs of the narrative, and they all stared at the young master in purple.

"But this cannot satisfy the evil in his heart." The Lord Lord was heartbroken, "He actually... actually caught another fire and set fire to my house. He felt sorry for my beautiful little sister. Her face was destroyed by such a fire, and her body was covered with scars, even her throat..."

She paused and tried to make her emotions sad: "I was hoarsely smoky by the smoke, and I can't speak for the rest of my life."

"That immortal cultivator has been chasing us. My brother and sister can't stay in the lower five realms anymore, so they can only come to the upper five realms."

The four guards were dumbfounded and were all stupid.

Ying Zijin was still a little impressed and sent a message into the secret passage: "You continue talking."

Jun Muqian: “…”

Could this be a story she made up and became addicted to listening to it?

Could it be that it is too lonely to live for 300,000 years without anyone to accompany you?

"If you like to listen to stories, I'll find you some books to write a story back." Jun Muqian glanced at the guide, "There are all kinds of stories inside, which are much better than what I told."

Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "I will go and have a look."

After ten breaths, the four guards finally came back to their senses.

Obviously, he was infected by the tragic life experience of the Lord.

"His grandma's group of immortal cultivators!" A guard with a bad temper cursed directly, "Every day, we also say that we have a strong killing karma and need to be transformed. I think they are!"

Another guard also spoke, indignant: "Little brother, tell me who this immortal cultivator is, and I will kill him for you!"

"I don't know about this." Jun Muqian shook his head and looked calm. "I am also because I hate the immortals, I come to the Demon Realm to join you, hoping to take revenge in the future."

"Little brother, you're here to the right place." The first guard who questioned him immediately became kind and kind. He was very proud. "Our Bloodstone Tribe is one of the top tribes in the Demon Realm. Many immortal cultivators died at the hands of our Bloodstone Tribe's patriarch."
To be continued...