In the darkness of Fusang Temple.

Although the sigh from the depths of Niwan Palace was so obscure that the little green bull's soul could not detect it at all, it was extremely clear for Xia Ji.

He couldn't help but fall into thinking.

The last time he followed the First Peak Sect to the outside of the Demon Clan for winter hunting, he discovered some clues.

When it comes to humans, it is impossible for the demon race to attack itself, but in that time, the snake birds attacked themselves indiscriminately.

What was the biggest change between myself and myself in the world at that time?

It is very simple. The soul breaks through the limitations of the body, and the body becomes an independent container of existence.

Yes, it's the container.

So, will the demon clan recognize a container?

Especially this is still a container of the human body.

Of course not.

Therefore, what the demon clan recognizes is definitely something hidden in the container.

This is why, after making a brief arrangement last time, Xia Ji decisively withdrew from the demon sea, because if he continued to go deeper, he would most likely encounter more demon attacks, and this was completely unnecessary.

It is also for this reason that this time, Xia Ji used the "competition between the old and new immortal factions" and the "spiritual peach banquet" to pretend to be transformed into an ordinary person and return to his body, and also staged a tragic tragedy of "the wind blew and the water was cold, and the hero never returned once he left", in order to send his body to the periphery of the demon sea to prove his conjecture.

Sure enough, he guessed it right.

With that "I'm awake", many new memories also poured into Xia Ji's mind, so... he found it interesting.

He closed his eyes, lowered his head, carried the long halberd, and his fingers were gently touching.

Then if you stop, pick up a chess piece in the void, changing the direction of the original landing... and suddenly turned, and it settled in the dilemma of the corner with a "bang".

Golden horns and silver edges grass belly.

Zhenlong chess game, no destruction, no establishment, and death!

Without bait, how can you swallow the dragon in one bite?

Only at the corners can the sound of strong wind and thunder be hidden.

When a saint plays a chess, the interval between each child may be calculated over a hundred years and thousands of years. After the saints are finished, it is waiting.

...

...

The giant tortoise was gushing forward "puff puff".

Tu Shanman raised her long legs and leaned back on the soft blanket chair. White velvet surrounded her charming body. She was holding a cup of milky white juice squeezed from tropical fruits in her left hand, drinking it in one gulp. Her little feet were leisurely roaring back and forth in the wind. The bells on the gold bracelet made a "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-

Xia Ji, who was the little green bull's soul, did not run over. As a love saint who hid a hundred routines, he knew that it was easy to get into trouble with licking dogs, so... he stood in an area that Tushan Manman could see, put on his perfect back, and began to stare at the north.

I know why the giant turtle is heading south, and he can not only maintain the sight of Tushan Manman, but also look north, and can also perfectly display his handsome angle...

Sure enough, Tu Shanman asked curiously: "Hey, what are you looking at?"

Xia Ji, who was the little green bull's soul, said lightly: "Look at the world."

Tushan Manman:???

"Where is the world? All you have in front of you is the sea water, and even the island is gone."

Xia Ji of Xiaoqing Niu Yuanshen: "I have it in my heart."

Tushan Manman:???

Xia Ji of Xiaoqing Niu Yuanshen: "Is there any wine?"

Tushan Manman: "My little turtle has no wine. Do you drink coconut juice? I have... do you want it?"

While talking, she raised the cup in her hand charmingly, and the straw in the cup was swaying back and forth, and a milky white coconut milk flowed down her lips.

A heavy breathing sound suddenly appeared.

Tu Shanman changed his legs and rolled his legs, waving his short skirt, causing a wave of snow-white hair, and then laughed like a silver bell.

That night.

The little turtle, which is more than 100 meters, changed its route and came to a place with obviously dark sea water.

Tushan Manman jumped down from the second floor of the boudoir and ran to the edge of the turtle shell.

Xia Ji, who was the little green bull's soul, looked around and felt a little gloomy and terrible, but as a man who vowed to win over the world, how could he say he was afraid in front of the girl?

unless...

A girl can make you hide in her arms in fear, otherwise it would be meaningless to be afraid!

Tushan Manman stood barefoot by the dark deep sea.

Not long after, a strange monster emerged from the water.

The upper body is human, but the eyes are dark red, and there are a pair of argas horns on the broad head and a pair of tiger claws.

But there are fish on the lower body, and the scales are shining with faint light, which is dazzling.

"So it's the little lady. Is there anything wrong with my Haiyuan clan?"

The strange monster was talking when he suddenly noticed the young man behind Tushan Manman.

The boy pretended to be calm and pretended to be a handsome boy... However, he was so panicked that he was probably sure that as long as this monster took action, his fourth limit of strength would not be enough to fight, and he would be eaten in one bite or two bites for multiple-choice questions.

However, the strange monster just stared at him, as if he was in a daze, and his eyes showed some respect.

Tushan Manman said: "Grandpa Ostway..."

The monster with human face, fish tail, sheep horns and tiger claws hurriedly said, "No, no, little lady, I can't afford to call this grandpa, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Xia Ji, who was the little green bull's soul, was stunned. Could this monster be still young? It just looks old...

Tushan Manman said, "There are many shipwrecks in your Haiyuan clan, and there are a lot of wine in the shipwrecks. The guests I brought want to drink, so I'll ask if you can salvage some?"

Ostwei glanced deeply at the boy behind the girl in red, and suddenly said respectfully: "As you wish."

As he said that, a whirlpool grew on the sea as dark as the abyss.

The demon with a human face and fish tail drilled into the water and could be seen vaguely drilling into the abyss under the sea.

Tushan Manman murmured for some reason: "It's strange. The Haiyuan clan is very stingy. Why didn't I ask for something today, just help me directly?"

Xia Ji, who was the young green bull, approached, and he did not bother with this topic because he didn't know it. If he continued to linger, he would just give a flattery like "Maybe you are particularly beautiful today."

But... a cute girl like Tushan Manman must never lack praise, so he naturally cannot say that.

So, he looked up at the sky and said in a slightly vicissitudes of tone: "Do you know why I want wine?"

Tushan Manman: "Drink if you want, what's the reason?"

Xia Ji, who is the soul of Xiaoqing Niu, said: "According to the seasons on earth, today is Mid-Autumn Festival... Mid-Autumn Festival is the time for family reunion..."

He recalled the mood of the main soul, "At that time, Sister Ningning was isolated in the palace, and no one liked me, so every Mid-Autumn Festival, I would run to the palace and accompany Sister Ningning to eat some mooncakes and drink some wine. So when it comes to Mid-Autumn Festival... I want to drink some fine wine, and then it seems that I am still in the palace."

Tushan Manman was immediately attracted by interest and began to ask questions about the situation in the Imperial Palace.

The young girl sat next to the turtle shell, and the sea was dark, and there were countless demons hidden under it. From time to time, she could vaguely see some blood-red eyes staring at the two of them.

Look again.

But I saw the light like a red lantern floating in the dark and cold deep sea, perhaps some kind of algae, jellyfish or something.

These lights shine through the bottomless abyss.

"The Haiyuan tribe likes to play in the abyss under the sea. They are particularly sensitive to aura and are unique in the demon tribe, so everything in the abyss cannot escape their control. They know everything in the shipwreck.

It is said that the deepest here can be tens of thousands of meters, and the water power below is extremely strong. Even if the iron block is put in, it will be completely flattened. The Haiyuan clan has nothing to do.

Ostwe is an alien of the Haiyuan clan, so it is even more powerful.”

Tu Shanman patted the boy on the shoulder, "How about it, our demon clan is powerful! Can your immortals have such strong bodies?"

"How could there be a shipwreck here?"

"The Human Emperor Fleet in the Mythical Age..."

The two of them were chatting one after another.

Xia Ji, who was a little green bull, quietly stretched out his arm and tried to hug the petite and charming girl into his arms. However, when his fingertips were about to touch the girl, he heard a heavy cough.

However...

The real warriors won't be afraid.

Xia Ji, who was the little green bull's soul, did not take the heavy cough at all, and he held Tu Shanman tightly into his arms without hesitation, and quickly said: "It's cold, I just want to give you some warmth in this cold night."

Bang!!!

The merciless iron fist hit the boy's chest.

Tu Shanman's face turned red and he said angrily: "No one dared to hug me for thousands of years!"

Xia Jifei, the little green bull's primordial spirit, was in the air.
To be continued...