The Xuanmen Sheng and Ouyang Qing stared at each other. After a while, Ouyang Qing said awkwardly: "Senior brother, don't look at me like this, I'm a little scared!"

Only then did the student Xuan retract his gaze.

"Are you following us or are you going to leave by yourself?" asked the Xuanmensheng.

"It's better...follow your senior brother~" Ouyang Qing said.

Originally, he thought that he could be rampant in the Immortal and Demon Conference with his anti-virtual cultivation. Unexpectedly, he was defeated on the first day of his arrival. If the Xuanmen Sheng had not taken action, his body would be cold now.

"Also, this brother, can you... change your clothes? I look a little awkward!" Xuanmen Sheng whispered.

Ouyang Qing nodded quickly, but after rummaging, his storage bag was covered with skirts and not even a man's clothes.

In the end, a male disciple next to him borrowed a set of clothes for him.

Everyone set off again.

Miao Wusheng nodded secretly. His junior nephew not only had a profound cultivation, but also had a leadership style. In less than a day, he had temporarily formed a strong team.

For this conference, two anti-inflicted masters joined forces to sweep almost everything.

What's more, one of them is the student of Xuanmen.

The picture changed and came to Wulang's side.

At this time, Wulang was in a very embarrassing state, with injuries of all sizes all over his body, and he ran wildly while looking back.

"What's the situation? The anti-fiction master was forced to do this on the first day!" a melon-eating crowd murmured to himself.

But the subsequent scenes surprised everyone.

The woman in red rode the blood-red anti-virtual realm wolf demon behind her, chasing the wolf behind her.

"Xiaohong, come on, bite him to death!" the woman in red laughed.

The wolf demon under her roared to the sky and accelerated his speed again.

"Damn it! I offer you beast, the conditions I offer are much more generous than this woman. Why don't you help her and me?" Wulang cursed.

It turned out that the two and one wolf were in a three-legged form, and the deadlock could not be broken for a long time.

Finally, Wulang came up with a way, which was to bribe the wolf demon and let it hang out with it.

But in the end, the wolf demon was actually abducted by a woman in red.

The wolf was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

The wolf demon shook his head and said, "There is no way, who makes her look better than you!"

Wu Lang's face was distorted.

"Good boy!" The woman in red smiled and hugged the wolf demon and kissed it gently on its neck.

"Hehehe!" The wolf demon let out a despicable laugh and ran even harder.

"This is definitely a pervert! Absolutely!" Fairy Binglan held back her smile.

Even the world of cultivating immortals depends on your face.

His eyes returned to the Demon Seven again.

Almost a day has passed, and the sun is gradually setting. In just one day, Demon Seven robbed more than ten people and made a fortune.

In the end, the Demon Seven crawled out of the land and breathed in.

I roughly sorted out my gains today, but he didn't know how much these things are worth.

"This place is almost gone, I will change another place tomorrow!" Mo Qi murmured to himself.

He killed a wild beast, washed it and put it on the fire to start barbecuing.

"I can tell at this glance that it's a young man. He dares to come to the fairy and demon conference to make fire... It will cause a lot of trouble!" said a melon-eating crowd.

"That's not necessarily the case. They are anti-fiction masters! There are very few things in the Fairy and Demon Conference that can pose a threat to anti-fiction masters!" said another melon-eating crowd.

Mo Qi had no idea that he had already been talking about it outside and was still enjoying delicious food.

Suddenly, the Demon Qi's eyes condensed and someone came in front of him.

Subconsciously, Mo Qi took out the Fire Demon Sword from the storage bag.

The breath was getting closer and closer, and finally, a young man emerged from the bushes.

This person is nothing but Mu Yan.

Demon Qi's spiritual sense swept over and found that the young man had only the strength of the Nascent Soul stage, but he did not relax his vigilance.

"It smells so good! Brother, there are very few people who can enjoy it to you at the Fairy and Demon Conference. I wonder if I can share a bite of my meat! I have been walking down for a day and I am hungry." Mu Yan said with a smile.

"Of course!" Mo Qi made a gesture of asking for help.

Mu Yan was not polite and sat down directly.

I was not afraid of being hot, so I reached out to tear off a large piece of cooked meat, put it in my mouth and chewed it.

"Yeah! It smells good!" Mu Yan exclaimed while eating.

The Demon Seven had no special expression, and he carried the bonfire with one hand and always held the hilt of the knife with the other hand.

Mu Yan finished eating a large piece and smiled shyly: "Brother, I haven't eaten enough, let's have another piece!"

"Whatever! I've finished it!" said Demon Qi.

Mu Yan smiled and teared off a piece of meat again and feasted on it.

The people outside looked at these two people and felt a little strange.

One of these two people is a fairy sect and the other is a demon. Why did they not get together when they met, but instead made a meal together?

At this time, Mu Yan took out a pot of strong wine from his storage bag, took two bites, and ate a bite of meat, with an intoxicated expression on his face.

"Brother, I'm a good wine. Do you want to have a sip?" Mu Yan said with a smile.

"I won't drink!" said Demon Qi.

"That's a pity!" Mu Yan smiled, took another sip, and then said, "I've been away for a day, and I'm tired too. Brother, I don't mind taking a break here!"

The Demon Qi looked at Mu Yan and said calmly: "Are you afraid that I will kill you!"

"Of course I'm afraid!" Mu Yan said with a smile.

"Then you won't stay away from me!"

"But, around you, the safest one is around you~" Mu Yan said.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally the Demon Qi withdrew his gaze.

"Whatever you want!" After saying that, she sat aside, closed her eyes and rested.

Mu Yan was full of wine and fed, stretched his body, and then lay down and slept hard, without any warning about Demon Seven.

No words all night.

The next day, early morning.

The dew wet Mu Yan's face.

"It's so comfortable to sleep!" Mu Yan relaxed his muscles and bones and looked at Mo Qi next to him. Mo Qi didn't sleep at all, just looking at Mu Yan.

"Brother, good morning!" Mu Yan said.

The demon Qi had a strange look, and he just looked at Xin Mu Yan like this.

Mu Yan was a little furious when he saw it: "I... Is there anything on my face?"

Mu Yan rubbed his hands against his cheek.

"I said, you are a girl, why do you dress like this? Do all the female monks in your immortal sect like to dress up as men?" Mo Qi stared at Mu Yan and said.

"Puff!" Mu Yan squirted out a sip of wine from his mouth.

"You...how did you know!" Mu Yan stared at Mo Qi with an incredible gaze.

She thought that her disguise had reached a perfect level, and she had never seen through her immortal demon continent with her master in recent years.

"It's very simple, I'll know after touching it!" Mo Qi said indifferently.

"You...I...I...you...you...you, where did you touch it!" Mu Yan suddenly looked like a cat with hair blown.

"I have touched all the places I should touch!" Mo Qi said calmly.

"I...you..."

"Okay, I'm leaving! Take care of yourself!" After Mo Qi said that, he stood up and was about to leave.

Mu Yan's expression suddenly became anxious and he caught up with Demon Qi in a few steps.

"What are you doing? Do you want me to be responsible?" asked Mo Qi.

"You are responsible! Nothing happened!" Mu Yan drank.

"You slept like a dead pig at that time. How did you know that nothing happened?" Mo Qi said suddenly.

"Damn it! What happened..." Mu Yan couldn't help but scan his eyes on himself, as if there was nothing special.
To be continued...