Jincu wanted to say this as soon as he caught up with Mu Xingqiu, but Mu Xingqiu was extremely excited at that time, and his mind was full of his own thoughts. He couldn't listen to the words of the spirit demon at all. Every time Jincu wanted to mention Yang Qingyin, he would be interrupted.

Gradually, Jincuo didn't want to say anything. He followed Mu Xingqiu, wondering what kind of person this was and whether it was worth the action of the Spirit King.

Then the bald man came, Jincu thought he would say, but the bald man's tone was even tighter than he did.

The next step is to track Bingkui and return to Bingcheng. Jincuo was involved in a battle that concerns the life and death of the demon clan. He admired Mu Xingqiu more and more, but he did not want to reveal the truth. He needed Mu Xingqiu to stay.

Until now.

"Do you remember the scene of you spitting out the pill?" Jincu asked.

Mu Xingqiu nodded, of course he remembered that in the sky above the hidden dragon fire, he spit out his inner elixir and threw it into the sea of ​​fire, turned around and flew away, and experienced pure freedom, but the freedom was false, and what he really threw behind was the Frost Soul Sword and the soul inside.

Jincuo let out a long sigh. Although it was not for the original intention of hiding it for so long, he still felt guilty. "After you left, the Spirit King jumped into the sea of ​​fire. She really jumped in, and even forgot to cast spells to maintain the Taiyin Fire and the Demon Blood Umbrella. She rescued your inner alchemy and was also injured..."

The guilt disappeared suddenly. Jincuo remembered how angry he was at that time, so he chased Mu Xingqiu desperately, trying to teach him a hard lesson, and want to take him back to meet the Spirit King. A series of things that happened later were not within his expectations.

Jincuo never thought that he would become the King of the other group of demon clans, and he could not have imagined that Mu Xingqiu's image would have such a major change in his eyes.

"Why? Why did she do this?" Mu Xingqiu was talking to himself rather than asking, because no one knew Yang Qingyin better than him.

"I don't know." Jincu took this question seriously, "I only know that when the Spirit King left Pangshan with us and entered the land of demons, she lived a very painful life. She lost her memories of you, but wanted to find them back. I didn't even dare to turn into human form, because every time I saw my appearance, the Spirit King would have a splitting headache. She kept rushing to participate in every hunting and fighting, and often didn't rest for several days when digging the golem, just because she was afraid that she would not be able to stand it when she calmed down."

Mu Xingqiu glanced at him and found that most of the demons had never heard of who the Spirit King was, but were moved by Jincuo's words. His eyes were filled with sympathy and blame.

"Where has Yang Qingyin been going?" Mu Xingqiu was silent for a while before asking.

Jin Cu shook his head, Yang Qingyin led the Taoist priests and a group of demons to leave the Iceberg early. Without fighting with Bingkui, the later demons arrived and the Ice City and Wolf were already empty.

A short and strong demon clan stood up, "Did you talk about the Spirit King walking with the Feather King?"

"King Yu is a subordinate of King Ling." Jincuo corrected.

The dwarf said, "I heard... I just heard that the Feather King and a group of demons are going to fight against the Demon Mountain."

"You came to Ice City today, right?" Jin Cu saw that the monster was unfamiliar, and guessed that he might be one of the small number of reinforcements who came during the day.

"Well, I was going to fight the Demon Mountain too. I heard that there was a battle here and there were a lot of spoils to share. I rushed over, but I didn't expect... Hehe, I was really open to my eyes. From now on, I will be the warrior of the King of Fan and the Demon Master..."

Jin Cu nodded at him encouragement and looked at Mu Xingqiu again.

Mu Xingqiu was exhausted physically and mentally, and thought for a while and said, "Fleas and a group of little monsters are still in the dragon cave, so I have to rescue them first."

Jincu was about to speak, but got a gesture of eyes from Shen Shang. He closed his mouth and had already said everything he should say. The next thing must be decided by Mu Xingqiu himself.

It was already dawn when the fleas and the little demons left the Dragon Cave. Mu Xingqiu needed a rest. Shen Shang and the monsters were not strong enough to cast spells within the range of the Dou Zhuang Star Movement Array. However, Shen Shang could enter the cave through the wall, giving the little demons a lot of comfort.

After reaching the eighth level of the illusion, Mu Xingqiu was able to cast spells. Lightning broke through the cave wall set by Yishijun, and the fleas and the little demons finally saw the light of heaven again.

Mu Xingqiu did not leave immediately. With less than a day left, he decided to stick to the Ice City with the demons to prevent Bingkui from launching another attack.

The demon clan suffered heavy losses and could not withstand another battle.

Bingkui never came. Although Zhou Qi escaped his life, he was extremely injured. It was lucky to be able to look back at the mountain alive. Obviously, he didn't have the energy to organize another attack.

Jincuo did not come to disturb Mu Xingqiu again. He was busy all day. In the afternoon, Shen Shang came to the cave to visit, "Can't you still save the bald man?"

Mu Xingqiu was holding the bald man in a daze. It was simple to send the colorful forces in the mucus shell back into the bald man's head, but the drop of sword-washing water was a big trouble. Without it, the bald man would become sleepy and even lose his vitality. However, it was impossible to send it in Mu Xingqiu.

When Bald man got this drop of water, he had both his own unique situation and the help of the Taoist priest of the Yashan Divine Engineering Science. Mu Xingqiu knew nothing about the magical magic magic and dared not try it easily.

Shen Shang is a Taoist priest of the Five Elements Department and cannot help. "I have another reason to go to the Demon Mountain. Zuo Liuying must be there too, and there is no magic that he doesn't understand."

Mu Xingqiu nodded, "We must go to see Zuo Liuying. This drop of water belongs to Yashan, so how to deal with it is also a problem."

Mu Xingqiu spread his hands, and the drop of sword-washing water was swaying in his palm. It left the bald man in this way, which was not expected by anyone. But once Yashan knew about it, he would definitely run to ask for it as quickly as possible. Mu Xingqiu could not find an excuse to refuse, nor did he have the strength to refuse.

The eighth level of illusion is said to be comparable to the Taoist priest of the Gods, but Mu Xingqiu felt that either this statement was too exaggerated or his illusion was not perfect enough. The eighth level of illusion in his hands was at most equivalent to the level of the first and second level of the Gods. This is a huge breakthrough and can stand out most of the disciples of the Taoist throne, but they cannot compete with the entire Yashan, not to mention that Yashan's request will receive unanimous support from other Taoist thrones.

The fleas had already squeezed into the hole and had been curling up beside Mu Xingqiu. He looked at the bald man in the mucus shell in confusion. He was also interested in the water droplets in Mu Xingqiu's palm and always wanted to add a bite.

Mu Xingqiu held his palm, "We just stopped the first pivot position. The Dou Zhuang Star Movement Array has not been destroyed, and the war has to continue. If I guess correctly, Zhan Mo Mountain is likely to be the second pivot position."

Yi Shijun did not introduce the other six pivot positions. Mu Xingqiu felt that Yang Qingyin and others would definitely not make a random decision to go to the Demon Mountain. Since Zuo Liuying left a group of monkeys in the Ice City, he had some understanding of the Douzhuan Star Movement Formation. The place he agreed to go would not have nothing to do with the formation.

Shen Shang actually guessed it, but he didn't mean to be happy at all. He sighed, "The battles in the future will never end. After fighting Bingkui, there will be a Taoist priest from Wangshan. After fighting Wangshan, he will be the demon clan. Unless the Taoist sect can come back as soon as possible after retreating, this war will continue until we all die."

"We may not choose life and death, but we can still choose the way to die." Mu Xingqiu no longer hesitated. He knew what he wanted to do. This was once a way he wanted to avoid and abandon. After experiencing the Battle of Ice City, it became the only choice.

You must make things you have done have some meaning, and giving up halfway is no different from giving up.

"Haha. Jincu is really a natural orator, and even I feel excited." Shen Shang thought this sentence came from Jincu, "I heard that Jincu will stay and be the King of Fried God. These demons cannot live without him. He wants to lead the demons to Woniu Lake to pick up the little demons and find a place to recuperate for a while. But he said that as long as the war with Bingkui starts again, he will go to support him no matter how far away he is, and hopes that there will be more participants in the next battle and don't always let them fight alone."

Mu Xingqiu smiled. He didn't expect Jincuo to become the leader of a group of northern demons, and he was so competent. He thought that Jincuo might be making excuses not to meet Yang Qingyin. The young spiritual demon seemed to think that it was enough for him to go back with Mu Xingqiu.

"Do you want to go with me to meet Yang Qingyin?"

"Of course, I still have a pure inner alchemy to deal with. Alas, I don't know if I can live for more than a hundred years after accepting the method of destruction. I am very old."

Shen Shang was over 100 years old and was considered an elderly person to an inhaled Taoist priest.

"Maybe we can try it now." Mu Xingqiu said.

Shin Shang opened his eyes wide, "Are you serious?"

"I seized the memory of the magic spells from Zhou Qi, which contained the magic master's Dharma and some other magic. I didn't understand the magic text before, so I had to absorb power from the straw hat and the bald head."

"Now you understand the magic text?"

"It's not that fast, but I'll learn the article "The Method of Redestruction" separately." Mu Xingqiu did not waste time in the cave, and learned all the pronunciations of the Method of Redestruction based on Zhou Qi's memory.

"I don't care about taking risks, but have you thought about it? Learning magic spells requires more than opportunity, courage and mana. If you become the second Zhou Qi, I will immediately find a place to hide and wait for death and never participate in any battles again."

"We have to try it, we have to try it." Mu Xingqiu murmured, not knowing how to express his thoughts: the Tao, demon and demon may not be as irreconcilable as imagined. His meridians have destroyed most of them, and they cannot use Taoist magic. They must find another way.

You can’t just rely on the illusion of mind.

Shen Shang bowed his lips, "Okay, let's try it with me first. If it succeeds, I don't have to meet Yang Qingyin and can stay with Jincuo. Although you are very powerful, the King of Fen needs me even more."

Mu Xingqiu smiled. He was sure of the method of destruction again. Success was definitely not "in case", but he did not cast the spell immediately, but said to the door: "Is it Feifei? Come in."

He had heard the breathing outside for a long time.

Feifei rushed in through the crack in the door, and his skin looked even smaller because it was dull and loose.

"My parents are dead, can I go with you?" The little demon Feifei's voice was rare to be so firm once, but it was trembling slightly.

In this battle, Feifei was not only the little demon who became an orphan. Mu Xingqiu only valued him more, "Come with me." Then he turned to Shen Shang, "You stay, if there is still a battle in the Battle of Demon Mountain, I need you."

"Take me good luck, I hope her injury will not be too serious," said Shen Shang.

Mu Xingqiu did not ask Jincuo in detail about Yang Qingyin's injury, but also to have a "hope".

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