Su Xirou shook her body and gasped, but stopped talking, as if she didn't want to answer the question.

Seeing this, Pei Ling immediately activated the [Maha Colored Scroll] to the extreme, and unscrupulously gathered the divination for Su Xirou.

Su Xirou's body suddenly trembled violently and made an unbearable sound.

She is the predecessor of Su Lijing, a former supreme elder of the Holy Sect. She once bullied the saints of her generation, but now she is in a coffin, being used as a furnace by a junior to gather divination at will.

She wanted to resist the other party in her heart, but under this unprecedented stimulation, her body was unable to resist at all. Instead, she continued to cater to the other party's movements. An unspeakable and taboo pleasure gradually overwhelmed her.

engulf...

At this time, Pei Ling briefly transmitted the message and said: "Speak!"

Su Xirou let out a soul scream mixed with endless joy, and then Gu Qian Nian completely defeated his reason!

She said: "After the knocking on the door, go out and knock on other monks' doors..."

Pei Ling was startled and asked immediately: "In other words, can I go out now? Can I open my eyes?"

Su Xiju said: "Yes..."

Hearing this, Pei Ling was about to test it, but the next moment...

"Dong dong dong!"

The knocking sounded again, as if someone was knocking on the door or knocking on the coffin.

Pei Ling frowned, immediately stopped opening his eyes, and just pinched Su Xirou hard.

"ah……"

Su Xirou suddenly let out a gentle scream, and then her body shook even more violently...

"Bang bang bang."

In the abandoned inn covered with dust and cobwebs, the dark coffin kept shaking...

...after a long time.

The knocking on the door finally disappeared.

Pei Ling was hugging Su Xirou tightly and immediately stopped moving when he saw this.

He opened his eyes directly and saw a very old tent in front of him. Outside the tent, the house was simple and dark, and the sky was still unclear. He was lying on the bed alone, Su Xirou in his arms disappeared, and the original coffin also disappeared.

.

What I just experienced seemed like just a dream.

Pei Ling nodded slightly, there was no problem with the information Su Xirou revealed to him!

So, he immediately stood up and walked towards the door.

Pei Ling walked quietly behind the door, and with his spiritual thoughts gradually reaching out, he realized that there was no one outside, so he opened the door cautiously.

"Squeak."

A low sound came out, and before the cold wind from outside rushed in, Pei Ling had already stepped out of the door.

It was also dark outside the door, with no lights, and with the monk's eyesight, he could only see some general outlines.

Fortunately, Pei Lingyou looked around and after some identification, he found that there were identical houses on the left and right of his room.

However, most of these houses are empty, with nothing. There are only three houses, and the atmosphere of Su Xirou, Samsara Tower and Wushi Villa can be heard respectively.

Pei Ling walked silently to the door of Wushi Villa without making any sound.

He searched the surrounding area with his mind and found nothing unusual, so he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong..." There was a knock on the door.

The dull and rhythmic sound echoed in the courtyard.

The surroundings were silent, and in the darkness a little far away, there seemed to be countless ghosts and ghosts lurking and waiting, waiting for opportunities to move, which was deep and oppressive.

The room was quiet and there was no response.

Pei Ling thought for a moment, then quickly transformed into the appearance of the old demon Menghui, and said in a low voice: "I am the Golden Immortal Menghui. Who is the immortal in the house? Please come out and meet me!"

The voice fell and the room was as quiet as death.

If it weren't for the fact that the breath was still there, it would seem uninhabited.

Pei Ling frowned, with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "My immortals have extraordinary souls, and our fate is even more precious, far beyond the illusory creatures in this world."

"Why do you need to be confused by this illusory path, so that your mind is tied up, and you are no different from a low-level immortal!"

"If I didn't think that you could come to this so-called dangerous place in the illusion, you must be considered famous in the immortal world. I am a golden immortal, with a respected status and noble status. How could I have come to visit you in person?"

"I didn't expect you to be so incompetent."

"It seems that in just a few years, the Taoist heart has become dusty, and the spiritual thoughts have fallen into the secular world. Like those low-level immortals who regard this world as the real world, there is no possibility of returning to the immortal world!"

"One more member of our generation is missing!"

"When I was in the Immortal Realm, I made a suggestion that when immortals come to the world, they should not be left alone. They must investigate their Taoist will when they are in the upper realm."

"Otherwise, you will not be able to resist the erosion of the world of mortals after you go down to the lower realm, and you will fall into the world forever without realizing it. It will only be a waste of time for those of you who are not strong in Taoism."

"At that time, all the Immortal Emperors and Red Dust Immortals thought that this Golden Immortal was young and did not take it seriously."

"Now it seems that the original Golden Immortal Bill has been behind for many years, but he has come from behind. It can be seen that the same immortals are very different in terms of strength and Taoism!"

"This opportunity for training in the lower world is completely wasted by so-called immortals like you."

"You should just stay in the upper realm and slowly refine your time."

"No!"

"Are you a low-level immortal who sneaked into my Wushi Villa?"

Pei Ling had a look of doubt on his face and said in a deep voice, "Tell me your title in the immortal world. We at Wushi Villa are the masters of this fantasy world, and not a low-level immortal can sneak into it!"

The house is simple and spacious.

On an old bed, the monk of Wushi Villa was lying quietly, with the curtain hung low, motionless, like a breathless corpse that had been dead for a long time.

"...In just a few years, my Taoist heart has become dusty, and my spiritual thoughts have fallen into vulgarity..."

"All of us are missing one more person!"

"You can't be a low-level immortal who sneaked into my Wushi Villa, right?"

"...Despicable inferior immortal..."

Listening to these words, the faces of the monks at Wushi Villa gradually revealed deep murderous intent and hatred.

He no longer remembers the Wushi Villa the other party mentioned, or even his own past. He only remembers that he is an immortal who has experienced the lower world...

Yes! He is the Immortal!

He is not afraid of anything!

He doesn't need to abide by these trivial rules in the lower realm!

That's what those ignorant inferior immortals would do!

I am a dignified immortal and have noble feet. How can I act like a low-level immortal?

Thinking of this, the monk at Wushi Villa knew that there was something wrong with the sound outside, but he still opened his eyes suddenly.

All he saw were airtight coffin boards all around. The cramped, simple room and the bed and lampstand had all disappeared. In the darkness, a pair of eyes as bright as a ghost were staring closely at him.

The next moment, the owner of these eyes suddenly stretched out his hands and pinched his throat...

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