Chapter 287： (1/2)

Facing the doubtful sight of everyone, Pei Qiyu's explanation is simple: "The relationship between me and the Demon Gate is not what the outside world thinks. I am just a container chosen by the master of the Demon Gate."

Demon cultivators are all selfish people. Since they know their own destiny, how can they be the Demon Heaven Sect wholeheartedly? It's fine without delay.

Pei Qiyu sneered, with a look of disdain.

Su Molan frowned and asked, "What container?"

"The sect master of the Demon Gate tries to cultivate the Emperor Gu, and has been secretly selecting a human body with excellent Yuanling roots as a container for the Emperor Gu. This person is not limited to spiritual cultivation or magic cultivation, of course the magic cultivation is the best." Pei Qiyu To put it lightly.

Su Molan's brows furrowed tighter.

Demon Sect is good at Gu poison, and Gu poison is generally extracted from various kinds of Gu, and the behavior of the master of Demon Gate is not surprising. It's just that she didn't expect that Pei Qiyu, a genius who was so optimistic about the Demon Sect, turned out to be just a container for the nourishment of Gu selected by the Demon Sect.

It is also sad.

Su Molan felt that the fate between them was so similar. Whether it was the Demon Sect or the Right Way, they had their own desires. It was normal that Pei Qiyu would betray the Demon Heaven Sect.

For a while, Su Molan felt that they were all connected by fate, and she couldn't help but feel a bit more of a sense of identity with Pei Qiyu.

Seeing that the look on Su Molan's face changed, Wen Qiao looked at her and Pei Qiyu, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.

How did she feel that Pei Qiyu seemed to say such things in front of Su Molan?

When they left, Wen Qiao asked in a low voice: "Husband, do you think what Mr. Pei said just now is true?"

"Half and half."

"Half and half?" Wen Qiao was puzzled.

Ning Yuzhou glanced at her and said with a smile: "Did you forget that Su Molan suddenly ran to rescue him in the Black Wind Desert that day? It can be seen that there should be a special way of induction between them. Presumably floating. When he was on the island, Pei Qiyu should also be able to feel that Su Molan was on the island, but he should be unsure at that time."

Half of the play, and half because of Su Molan, so they pushed the boat along the river and let them escape from the floating island.

Wen Qiao suddenly said, "Yeah, we didn't notice anything at such a distance. She ran away suddenly, which shows that there is indeed a certain connection between them, which can make them feel each other's existence."

Ning Yuzhou raised his hand and rubbed her head, and said with a smile: "So, Pei Qiyu's weakness is undoubtedly Su Molan."

"Then Pei Qiyu said those things on purpose just now?"

"Exactly, isn't Miss Su's impression of him changed?"

Wen Qiao: "..." What a scheming repair!

After taking a moment, Wen Qiao asked Su Molan specifically: "Girl Su, is there a special feeling between you and Master Pei?"

Su Molan: "..."

Facing her curious eyes, Su Molan looked away with difficulty, and said vaguely: "Is there a..."

"Hey, how did you establish the special induction? Tell me, my husband and I should also establish it?" Wen Qiao asked happily.

Hearing this, Pei Qiyu, who had just walked over, looked at the two with a strange expression, and then walked over casually, but at a very slow pace.

Su Molan was sweating profusely when she was asked, and finally couldn't help but threw the question to Pei Qiyu, "I don't know, you ask him, he did it!"

So Wen Qiao went to ask Pei Qiyu.

Pei Qiyu opened his mouth and wanted to say something. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Ning Yuzhou, who was looking over here. He said, "I am the reincarnation of the Demon Seed. This is a method that the Demon Seed can use, even if you know it." There is no way."

Wen Qiao: "Really?"

"Really!"

Wen Qiao sighed, and said unfortunately: "Okay, I understand."

She walked back to Ning Yuzhou and sighed, "Husband, it's a pity, it seems that we can't establish contact like them."

Ning Yuzhou comforted: "It's a pity, we are not like them, we will not be separated for nothing, that thing is completely unnecessary."

Wen Qiao thought for a while and nodded: "That's right, we don't need that kind of thing between us."

Pei Qiyu and Su Molan: "..." felt inexplicably heartbroken.

The flying boat is still flying on the road.

On the next journey, I still encountered many practitioners who blocked the road and robbed them. Those robbers who dared to rob them were always solved by Pei Qiyu in the mirror, leaving only a few shrimps for Wen Qiao and Wenqiuqiu. The play was very unsatisfactory.

These cultivators who were killed were all burned in a fire, and no more bones were dissected. They don't need to use corpses to practice any evil arts. Since the human bones they need are enough, they won't take the effort to do this kind of thing.

It can also be seen from this that Pei Qiyu's illusion technique has been practiced so thoroughly that it should not be underestimated.

When he deployed the illusion, there was no warning, and no one even knew when he did it. The cultivator did not react at all, and he was drawn into the illusion and killed each other in the illusion.

Whenever she saw this scene, Wen Qiao's back became cold, and she secretly thought that fortunately, they were not enemies now, and she didn't want to learn Pei Qiyu's illusion.

After seeing his fighting power, Wen Qiao asked in a puzzled manner: "The last time you were in the Black Wind Desert, how did you get chased and killed so badly by the Demon Gate? Aren't you intentional?"

Su Molan was taken aback when she heard it, and looked at Pei Qiyu suspiciously.

Pei Qiyu's forehead bounced with blue veins and sneered, "Do I need it deliberately? When I escaped from the Demon Gate, I happened to be injured by the sect master." With such a serious injury, he was lucky enough to escape under the chase of the Demon Gate. It is not easy to enter the Black Wind Desert.

Wen Qiao nodded, accepting what he said, and then said: "Then we are also your saviors, remember to repay."

Pei Xiyu: "..."

"Looking at your appearance, it seems that you don't want to repay you. Forget it, we don't force it, as long as you don't avenge your grievances." Wen Qiao said generously, throwing an empty stone in his hand and staring at him." If you dare to avenge revenge, you are like this empty stone..."

The Kong Akashi falling from mid-air was caught by one hand, and then it was crushed into powder.

Pei Xiyu: "..."

Su Molan glanced at the threatened Pei Qiyu, pretending not to see it.

The Pleiades lay on Wenqiao’s shoulders and grinned. It was happy to see the demon seed deflating, and Chaosu Molan said: "Lanlan, he owes you a life-saving grace. If he treats you badly in the future, you Curse him."

Su Molan laughed, cursing or something, don't have to.

Pei Qiyu feels that Wen Qiao and Pleiades are like two inexperienced children, acting simple and direct, and a little naive, but whoever makes Ning Yuzhou stand behind them, even if he is half-dead by anger, Can only suffer.

***

Feizhou went all the way, killed all the way, and finally came to Huangu Town.

They jumped off the flying boat when they were still some distance away from Huangu Town.

Huangu Town is located on a mass grave.

The mass graves are full of bones, some are still intact, some only have a few bones, or half of a skull, and more are turned into a pile of bone debris and bone meal. Among the broken bones, there were several fresh bones clinging to pieces of flesh and blood. From time to time, scavengers flew down from the sky, picking up the carrion stuck on the bones and devouring them, making a hoarse cry.

Further forward, is a small town made of bones.

The entrances, streets, houses... of the town are all densely packed bones. Wen Qiao has never seen so many bones, and judging from the shape of those bones, it is clear that they are human bones.

This is a small town made of human bones.

Wrapped in a black cloak, the four of them pulled up their hoods, and covered their physical appearance so strongly. They slowly walked up to the mass grave, with various crushed bone debris on their feet, rustling. sound.