Ten years have passed.

A figure slowly floated to the top of an iceberg. His light blue robe looked particularly fresh against the white snow. When he looked around, a piece of "hard ice" halfway up the mountain suddenly jumped towards him.

He shot it.

Zhui'er feigned panic and flew away. The young phoenix, which was already the size of an eagle, was chasing after her. Its tail had grown long feathers but it had not yet grown the beautiful and elegant tail feathers of its mother, so it still looked like the same.

Quite ugly.

"Hahahaha... If you want to catch up with me, you have to wait another hundred years." Zhui'er flew with his back turned, with a vindictive look on his face.

Unwilling to succeed in the sneak attack, the little bird flapped its wings vigorously and emitted a soul-stirring cry. Although its cry was still childish, it already contained some magic power.

"It's useless to scream, hahaha..." Zhui'er shot out a burst of spiritual power and beat the little bird to a standstill.

"Chirp!" The little bird became even more annoyed and screamed angrily at Zhuo'er.

At this moment, Zhui'er's body paused, as if he was trapped, and Shen Qing, dressed in a white dress, appeared not far away.

"Chirp!" Seeing the opportunity coming, the little bird let out an excited chirp and rushed towards Zhui'er.

Zhui'er was waving his spiritual power and activating the evil shield, hurriedly dealing with the bird's attack. The cold air emitted by the bird made him beg for mercy repeatedly.

The little bird then chirped a few times with satisfaction, stopped its offensive, and drove Zhui'er away from its territory like a winner.

Since it could fly, the territory it has occupied has become larger and larger. Now it owns this iceberg and the surrounding snowfield of three hundred miles. The scene just now happens every few days.

Occasionally, Shen Qing would come over and pull his side hand, causing Xiaoniao to give Zhui'er a beating. Of course, this was arranged by Zhui'er. He had to let Shen Qing get close to Xiaoniao. Shen Qing couldn't brush off Zhui'er's painstaking efforts.

Of course, it is clear that Zhui'er took pains to educate this young phoenix mainly for her.

Hard work pays off. After ten years of unremitting efforts, the little bird has some affection for these two people. Ten years may be a lifetime for an ordinary bird, but for Bingfeng who can live for ten thousand years,

The words were extremely short-lived. The little bird was still in the fledgling stage, and its mind was far from sound. It was Zhui'er's patient teaching that helped it open up part of its spiritual wisdom early. Of course, if its mother had not died, the teaching it would have received

It's definitely better than now.

After driving Zhui'er out of its territory, the little bird set its sights on Shen Qing again and flew in a circle thousands of feet away from Shen Qing while making a soothing chirp. This was considered as a thank you for Shen Qing's help.

Shen Qing nodded with a smile, presented a blue spiritual fruit, and then flew away from its territory.

The little bird happily sent Shen Qing off for a while before returning to the mountain to eat the spiritual fruit. Little did he know that the barrier in the valley where the blue fruit grew that it could not break through was the magic circle set up by Shen Qing.

After Zhui'er was chased away by the bird, he came to a snow-capped mountain two thousand miles away. He cast a spell and entered the protective circle. He said to an old man with pale beard and hair who was lying on the ice basking in the sun, "Why bother."

After saying that, he threw over a piece of fruit to satisfy his hunger.

The old man grabbed the fruit and stuffed it into his mouth voraciously. While chewing, he begged vaguely, "Give me another one, I'm so hungry." His face could no longer be described as disheveled, it was all gray and defeated. Now, he is old and his body is stooped and skinny.

Zhui'er threw him another fruit. This fruit was dry.

It grows under the two pieces of land in Kunbao. It has no magical effect and can only be used to satisfy hunger.

"Thank you." The old man hurriedly stuffed the second fruit into his mouth, for fear of being seen by Shen Qing.

Now no one can recognize that this aging, almost inhuman old man is the powerful Four Immortals of Yin and Yang Palace, Wuji. If his tragic picture were revealed, I don’t know how many people would be so excited that they would burst into tears. , he deserved the harsh scolding!

The fact that Wuji was tortured so badly was not really due to Zhui'er and Shen Qing seeking revenge on him. It could be said that he asked for it.

At the beginning of the fourth year of being imprisoned in the Qiankun Bag, Wuji was so weak that he could no longer stabilize his body in the air. Shen Qing and Zhui'er released him for interrogation. Wuji still insisted that he knew the way out of the maze. But he won't tell them unless they swear to spare his life.

Shen Qing was too lazy to talk nonsense and went to search for his soul. In the end, he was almost injured by a guardian spirit in his spiritual platform. As the Four Immortals of the Yin and Yang Palace, Wuji had done bad things, and there was a guardian spirit in his spiritual platform. Not surprisingly, Shen Qing had already expected it and had been extra careful when taking action. Otherwise, he would not have been so lucky and was almost injured.

If you can't search for souls, you can only torture. Shen Qing is not good at using torture, and Zhuo'er is even worse at this aspect, but Shen Qing's hands are also dark enough. After a few interrogations, he saw that Wuji was rambling and trying to play tricks. Out of scheming, he directly killed his Nascent Soul.

Once Nascent Soul dies, his path will be cut off. Zhui'er originally thought that Wuji would give up all hope and just seek a quick death. Unexpectedly, Wuji seemed to have expected this. Instead of yelling at Shen Qing, he even said that he was in his lair. There are twelve abducted female cultivators locked inside. If he is killed, the dozen female cultivators who don't know how to use the formation will have no choice but to be trapped and die inside.

Only then did Zhui'er and Shen Qing solve the mystery in their minds. It turned out that Wuji had deliberately lured them away in order to protect his own lair. The obsessed person that Zhui'er sensed was probably the female nun in the lair.

Wuji's threat was not of much use to Shen Qing, but it was of some use to Zhui'er. Although Zhui'er thought that Wuji was probably exaggerating when he said there were twelve female cultivators, even if there was only one, he was still an innocent poor person. , can be saved or can be saved.

Wuji revealed that his evil deeds were nothing more than trying to survive. Of course, he refused to tell the two of them the secrets of entering and exiting the lair. Regarding his behavior, not to mention Shen Qing, even Zhuo'er felt extremely contemptuous. There was no trace of a wealthy immortal in this. What kind of demeanor do you have? Even the Nascent Soul has been destroyed, how can you still survive? If you still care about face, you should risk your life and seek happiness.

According to Shen Qing's wishes, just kill this spineless thing. Anyway, she didn't really believe Wuji's lie that he knew how to get out of the maze, but Zhui'er still felt that he should try his best to save the female cultivators in his lair. Force him to tell you the magic formula for defending the magic circle.

Shen Qing had no choice but to let Zhui'er figure it out on his own. Without Yuanying, Wuji was like a tiger without teeth, and there was nothing to fear.

Zhui'er has been spending time with Wuji in the past few years. He didn't torture Wuji, so he locked him in the Qiankun Bag. When Wuji couldn't hold it anymore, he released him slowly, and then locked him in again. This

The move was considered destructive enough, and Wuji wanted to survive, so he let Wuji savor the feeling of quickly approaching old age and death.

Wuji hated Zhui'er to death, but he still had to beg for food from Zhui'er in a humble manner. Who made him reluctant to die?

Who would have imagined that Wuji, who kills without blinking an eye and regards other people's lives as nothing, would be so cowardly and despicable when it was his turn to face death. He really does not deserve to be compared with the Little Demon Lord, and he does not deserve to be called a hero. No wonder the Little Demon Lord

After becoming a feather, I didn't even bother to kill him. Ten years have passed.

A figure slowly floated to the top of an iceberg. His light blue robe looked particularly fresh against the white snow. When he looked around, a piece of "hard ice" halfway up the mountain suddenly jumped towards him.

He shot it.

Zhui'er feigned panic and flew away. The young phoenix, which was already the size of an eagle, was chasing after her. Its tail had grown long feathers but it had not yet grown the beautiful and elegant tail feathers of its mother, so it still looked like the same.

Quite ugly.

"Hahahaha... If you want to catch up with me, you have to wait another hundred years." Zhui'er flew with his back turned, with a vindictive look on his face.

Unwilling to succeed in the sneak attack, the little bird flapped its wings vigorously and emitted a soul-stirring cry. Although its cry was still childish, it already contained some magic power.

"It's useless to scream, hahaha..." Zhui'er shot out a burst of spiritual power and beat the little bird to a standstill.

"Chirp!" The little bird became even more annoyed and screamed angrily at Zhuo'er.

At this moment, Zhui'er's body paused, as if he was trapped, and Shen Qing, dressed in a white dress, appeared not far away. .??.

"Chirp!" Seeing the opportunity coming, the little bird let out an excited chirp and rushed towards Zhui'er.

Zhui'er was waving his spiritual power and activating the evil shield, hurriedly dealing with the bird's attack. The cold air emitted by the bird made him beg for mercy repeatedly.

The little bird then chirped a few times with satisfaction, stopped its offensive, and drove Zhui'er away from its territory like a winner.

Since it could fly, the territory it has occupied has become larger and larger. Now it owns this iceberg and the surrounding snowfield of three hundred miles. The scene just now happens every few days.

Occasionally, Shen Qing would come over and pull his side hand, causing Xiaoniao to give Zhui'er a beating. Of course, this was arranged by Zhui'er. He had to let Shen Qing get close to Xiaoniao. Shen Qing couldn't brush off Zhui'er's painstaking efforts.

Of course, it is clear that Zhui'er took pains to educate this young phoenix mainly for her.

Hard work pays off. After ten years of unremitting efforts, the little bird has some affection for these two people. Ten years may be a lifetime for an ordinary bird, but for Bingfeng who can live for ten thousand years,

The words were extremely short-lived. The little bird was still in the fledgling stage, and its mind was far from sound. It was Zhui'er's patient teaching that helped it open up part of its spiritual wisdom early. Of course, if its mother had not died, the teaching it would have received

It's definitely better than now.

After driving Zhui'er out of its territory, the little bird set its sights on Shen Qing again and flew in a circle thousands of feet away from Shen Qing while making a soothing chirp. This was considered as a thank you for Shen Qing's help.

Shen Qing nodded with a smile, presented a blue spiritual fruit, and then flew away from its territory.

The little bird happily sent Shen Qing off for a while before returning to the mountain to eat the spiritual fruit. Little did he know that the barrier in the valley where the blue fruit grew that it could not break through was the magic circle set up by Shen Qing.

After Zhui'er was chased away by the bird, he came to a snow-capped mountain two thousand miles away. He cast a spell and entered the protective circle. He said to an old man with pale beard and hair who was lying on the ice basking in the sun, "Why bother." After saying that, he threw over a piece of fruit to satisfy his hunger.

The old man grabbed the fruit and stuffed it into his mouth voraciously. While chewing, he begged vaguely, "Give me another one, I'm so hungry." His face could no longer be described as disheveled, it was all gray and defeated. Now, he is old and his body is stooped and skinny.

Zhui'er threw him another fruit. This fruit was dry.

It grows under the two pieces of land in Kunbao. It has no magical effect and can only be used to satisfy hunger.

"Thank you." The old man hurriedly stuffed the second fruit into his mouth, for fear of being seen by Shen Qing.

Now no one can recognize that this aging, almost inhuman old man is the powerful Four Immortals of Yin and Yang Palace, Wuji. If his tragic picture were revealed, I don’t know how many people would be so excited that they would burst into tears. , he deserved the harsh scolding!

The fact that Wuji was tortured so badly was not really due to Zhui'er and Shen Qing seeking revenge on him. It could be said that he asked for it.

At the beginning of the fourth year of being imprisoned in the Qiankun Bag, Wuji was so weak that he could no longer stabilize his body in the air. Shen Qing and Zhui'er released him for interrogation. Wuji still insisted that he knew the way out of the maze. But he won't tell them unless they swear to spare his life.

Shen Qing was too lazy to talk nonsense and went to search for his soul. In the end, he was almost injured by a guardian spirit in his spiritual platform. As the Four Immortals of the Yin and Yang Palace, Wuji had done bad things, and there was a guardian spirit in his spiritual platform. Not surprisingly, Shen Qing had already expected it and had been extra careful when taking action. Otherwise, he would not have been so lucky and was almost injured.

If you can't search for souls, you can only torture. Shen Qing is not good at using torture, and Zhuo'er is even worse at this aspect, but Shen Qing's hands are also dark enough. After a few interrogations, he saw that Wuji was rambling and trying to play tricks. Out of scheming, he directly killed his Nascent Soul.

Once Nascent Soul dies, his path will be cut off. Zhui'er originally thought that Wuji would give up all hope and just seek a quick death. Unexpectedly, Wuji seemed to have expected this. Instead of yelling at Shen Qing, he even said that he was in his lair. There are twelve abducted female cultivators locked inside. If he is killed, the dozen female cultivators who don't know how to use the formation will have no choice but to be trapped and die inside.

Only then did Zhui'er and Shen Qing solve the mystery in their minds. It turned out that Wuji had deliberately lured them away in order to protect his own lair. The obsessed person that Zhui'er sensed was probably the female nun in the lair.

Wuji's threat was not of much use to Shen Qing, but it was of some use to Zhui'er. Although Zhui'er thought that Wuji was probably exaggerating when he said there were twelve female cultivators, even if there was only one, he was still an innocent poor person. , can be saved or can be saved.

Wuji revealed that his evil deeds were nothing more than trying to survive. Of course he refused to tell the two of them the secrets of entering and exiting the lair. Regarding his behavior, not to mention Shen Qing, even Zhuo'er felt extremely contemptuous. There was no trace of a wealthy immortal in this.

What kind of demeanor do you have? Even the Nascent Soul has been destroyed, why are you still trying to survive? If you still care about face, you should risk your life and seek happiness.

According to Shen Qing's wishes, just kill this spineless thing. Anyway, she didn't really believe Wuji's lie that he knew how to get out of the maze, but Zhui'er still felt that he should try his best to save the female cultivators in his lair.

Force him to tell you the magic formula for defending the magic circle.

Shen Qing had no choice but to let Zhui'er figure it out on his own. Without Yuanying, Wuji was like a tiger without teeth, and there was nothing to fear.

Zhui'er has been spending time with Wuji in the past few years. He didn't torture Wuji, so he locked him in the Qiankun Bag. When Wuji couldn't hold it anymore, he released him slowly, and then locked him in again. This

The move was considered destructive enough, and Wuji wanted to survive, so he let Wuji savor the feeling of quickly approaching old age and death.

Wuji hated Zhui'er to death, but he still had to beg for food from Zhui'er in a humble manner. Who made him reluctant to die?

Who would have imagined that Wuji, who kills people without batting an eye and regards other people's lives as trivial, would be so cowardly and despicable when it was his turn to face death. He really does not deserve to be compared with the Little Devil, and does not deserve to be called a hero. No wonder the Little Devil
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