Seeing Qin Li's expression, Dugu Laomo couldn't help but sigh.

After thinking about it, Dugu Laomo said, "Maybe this is really just a lucky person. It happened to be a coincidence. Don't think too much. If it was really the Emperor of Heaven's plan, the mysterious artifact spirit would not stop us like that!"

"And, you had a temporary intention at that time and chose the altar at will. How could the Emperor of Heaven predict that you will come to the Great World of Gods and Demons?"

Qin Li still didn't say anything.

The old demon Dugu frowned slightly and advised: "If it really doesn't work, we won't join in the fun."

"No!"

“I have to go.”

Qin Li smiled bitterly and said:

"Qingyin has been sleeping for many years. This is too sweet fruit, I must get it."

Dugu Laomo heard a sense of helplessness in his tone, which reminded him of an allusion.

The owner wanted to go to the market, but the mule was unwilling to do so, so he built a wooden pole, hung fruits and vegetables, and seduced the mule forward.

Now it seems that Qin Li is the mule, and Chu Qingyin is hung on the pole and has to move forward, with no choice.

"Taiyouguo has a special method that can differentiate the leaves and create false visions tens of thousands of miles away to attract the powerful monks. However, I can use false visions to push out the fruit position in reverse."

"We still want to settle in Tingdao City first!" Dugu Lao Demon suggested.

"Um."

Qin Li nodded.

He felt like a stone was pressed down in his heart, gloomy and taciturn.

Dugu Laomo frowned: "Boy Qin, if you feel pain and depression, just say it generously and I will help you with it."

"It's really nothing."

Qin Li showed a stiff smile.

Even if he tells his current situation, it is useless.

The old demon Dugu was not easy to force him, so he took Qin Li to escape and induced some demonic energy to disguise himself as a demon cultivator and arrived at the Sharp Knife City.

The city is wide and the buildings are rough. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. There are dense sharp knives inserted at the top of the city, with serrated teeth and brown blood.

There are hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators in the city, and various demon clans have different images, and even monsters wander.

Most of them were wearing bone armor, holding magic weapons, and keeping distance from strangers.

"The handsome chassis of the sharp knife demon here." Dugu Lao Demon tells the customs and customs.

"Devil handsome?"

Qin Li said in confusion:

“What is the origin of this title?”

Dugu Laomo smiled and said, "First of all, you have to understand a simple concept."

"The world of gods and demons adopts a military system. High cultivation does not mean high status. Only when military merits are sufficient and you are granted a marquis and ministers can you have status."

"According to the level according to cultivation, we are the physical demon soldiers, the Dharma demons, the celestial demon generals, the Nirvana demon generals, the Dharma-Phase Demon Marquis, the King Realm Demon King, the Holy Realm Demon Emperor, and the Last Demon Emperor."

"Different titles correspond to different rights, so the demon cultivator strives to fight desperately to obtain military merits and exchanges for titles. For example, the Xuanyin God and Demon, who are clearly the king's cultivation, but there is no title for the Demon King, so he can only go to Qianyuan to fight to the death, but he ends up falling into it himself. There is also the Purple Blood Holy Demon, but he has not obtained the title for the Demon Emperor."

Qin Li nodded.

A set of account sealing systems is enough to see the madness of the demon cultivator.

For more military achievements, we will inevitably provoke war and invade all directions.

What a crazy world!

Enter the Magic City.

The old demon Dugu handled everything.

Entering the most prosperous inn, I rented two rooms.

The city of Demon is very prosperous, exotic, with graceful and exposed succubus, strange and evil blood demon, and powerful and powerful bull demon...

The buildings here are also very distinctive.

If it were normal times, Qin Li would definitely appreciate the customs and customs, but now he is not in the mood.

Just hiding in the dark corner of the room, staring blankly.

at this time!

The sun is gradually setting.

Qin Li saw the Demon Sun through the window.

The darkness is deep and vast, and it exudes a magical power of evil.

Qin Li stared at Mo Ri, his eyes were stained with blackness, and his inner pain, aggrievance, darkness... seemed to have been hooked out.

A chill surged up to the spine and the hairs exploded.

It seemed that a cold big hand pierced into his chest, held the Emperor's heart, and controlled his life.

There seemed to be a lasso on his neck that he could not break free, and the tighter he tightened, and he suffocated and gasped desperately.

"This is all the concreteization of pain!"

Qin Li hugged in the corner, understanding the source of all these feelings.

He knew he didn't have a lasso, but he still struggled with breath and scratched his neck, which was cramped and terrifying.

"The Demon Sun is so weird."

Qin Li closed his eyes and lay on the bed.

He was in a depressed mood and missed his family a little. His wife and daughter should be fine!

"father!"

Qin Lianyi's voice came.

Qin Li was so scared that he opened his eyes suddenly.

There are not inns around, but a ghost.

The gray mist steams, the cold wind rusts, and the peaches and dead trees are like demon claws.

"Dad, accompany me to watch the puppet show!" Qin Lianyi stood among the dead tree, wearing a green dress like a lotus, lively and cute.

"good!"

Qin Li did not refuse.

He also understood that this was a dream.

This is the product of the thoughts in your heart and the pain.

The father and daughter entered the peach forest and came to the towering mother tree again. It was still the same jade table, and this time there was a wooden box.

Behind the box, there was a man in green robe. He couldn't see his face clearly. He only saw her opening the box and taking out two thread-lifting puppets, one was Qin Li and the other was Chu Qingyin, with his eyes blank and at the mercy of others.

The man in the green robe swung the puppet, and the silk thread was lifted, and the puppet was lifelike. She also sang in opera style: "I was from Yangcheng, and I have been mute for nearly ten years. Once the fish turned into a dragon, I was in the cage."

"It's so ridiculous that the puppet lifts the line. I talk about myself all the time. I can't cut the thread and I can't change my life. No matter how hard he struggles, it will be a toy..."

"Shut up!"

Qin Li suddenly became angry.

With a clang, he drew out the Taichu Sword.

With a sword, he snatched the puppet silk and stabbed into the chest of the man in the green robe.

"Qin Li, why did you kill me?" The man in the green robe opened his hood and turned out to be Chu Qingyin, with a stunning face full of sorrow, and blood and tears flowing in his eyes.

"Qingyin..."

Qin Li suddenly woke up and let out a cold sweat.

Another dream reflects his inner fear and struggle.

"I fell asleep without realizing it. This is not a good phenomenon." Qin Li looked out the window.

A new day has begun!

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Dugu Lao Demon knocked on the door:

"Boy Qin, come out for breakfast."

Qin Li pushed open the door and saw Dugu Laomo’s smile on his face.

"Come down quickly, I have prepared some good things!" Dugu Lao Demon smiled.

The two went downstairs.

In the hall, there were sounds of magic.

Many demon cultivators squeezed here, talking and laughing, eating meat and drinking.

"Taiyouguo is about to be born!"

"I heard that Qianyuan World has lifted its self-praise."

"The Million-Mile Magic Brigade is launched, I wonder who will win this year?"

Many demon cultivators were talking about it.

Qin Li had no intention of understanding and walked to the seat prepared by Dugu Laomo!

The old demon Dugu took out the surprise he gave to Qin Li.

"Happy birthday! Boy Qin!"
Chapter completed!