Mozun has too many vests

There was still warmth on the bed, and the person who should be lying on the bed, waiting for him to pick him up and take him to the Demon Realm, disappeared.

Gui Wuya frowned, his dark eyes scanned every corner of the room, and saw a piece of paper on the neat desk.

Gui Wuya walked over, picked up the paper, and saw a few lines of writing written on it in a very strong character that he was familiar with.

As a teacher, I have to leave urgently, and I will not return in a short time. I will work hard to practice, and I will not look for it or read it.On the table is the magic weapon left for you. I hope you and your juniors will support each other and make progress together.

Violent magic power suddenly burst out, filling the entire room, and the neatly placed objects in the room were knocked down by the magic power, and suddenly became messy.

Gui Wuya's hands trembling with anger while holding the paper, his eyes also changed from pitch black to dark red.

He was still happily preparing to take people back, thinking about using various means to keep people behind after breaking the curse, thinking about what kind of method would be more acceptable to Mingji, but Mingji left without hesitation, even Not a farewell!

Those words and actions he said made Mingji so disgusted that Mingji couldn't wait to leave him behind?

Didn't Ming Ji feel even a little bit moved by his care and care during this time together?

Mingji has a heart of stone, but he is hot-headed, getting deeper and deeper!

Gui Wuya was so angry that he slammed the table.

"bump--"

The table containing the storage bag left by the Ming Dynasty was hit hard, and it collapsed with a loud noise.

Okay, run, he wants to see where Mingji can go!

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Mingji flew all the way and flew back to the Dingyun faction.The formation at the junction of the Dingyun faction and the outside world was touched and glowed brightly.

A figure appeared not far from him out of thin air, holding a sword in one hand, and it was not difficult to see the anger in this figure in the night.

"Who trespassed on the territory of my Dingyun faction, dared not to enter through the main entrance, today I will kill you to make an example to others——Senior Brother?"

The figure retracted the sword in a hurry, and flew close in disbelief.

"Junior brother," Mingji smiled weakly, "I'm back."

"Brother, why...why is your spiritual power so chaotic? Isn't it..." Zhuo Ran stopped talking, and carefully went to help Mingji.

"It's okay, senior brother and auspicious people have their own celestial features, so they will be fine." Zhuo Ran's face no longer had the arrogance of the past at all, with a look of crying or not, he was chattering, holding Mingji Fly inward. "Little brother is already researching other ways to solve the curse. Let's go find him now. You will be fine, brother."

Ming Ji didn't speak, he closed his eyes, leaned against Zhuo Ran, and let Zhuo Ran lead him to fly into a warm room.

Zhuo Ran muttered a few words, a bird transformed from spiritual power flew out of his hand, and after a while, Yu Yue hurried over.

"Eldest brother, let me have a look..." Yu Yue held Mingji's wrist and probed into the spiritual power detection.

Ming Ji was held by Yu Yue with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to take off the storage ring worn on his middle finger.

"clatter."

The pitch-black ring was gently lowered, making a slight sound.

"I'll leave this ring to you, and you can share the contents." Ming Ji smiled, "You guys used to fight over things when you were young, so don't quarrel anymore this time."

"We don't want these things!" Yu Yue angrily put the ring back on Mingji's hand, "Brother, please keep it for us, don't give it to us."

"Nonsense..." Mingji taught in a soft voice, and the deep drowsiness welled up in his heart, making it hard for him to open his eyes, so he closed them slowly.

"I'll sleep for a while," Mingji said, "When I wake up, I hope you have already divided your things."

The surrounding voices gradually faded away, as if someone was speaking in his ear, Ming Ji had no time to respond, and fell into a sweet dream.

Mingji felt that he had entered a boundless black dream, where there was no hustle and bustle, no quarrel, as if he was the only one in the world.

Is he dead?There must be many people envious of such an easy and painless death.

Mingji walked forward in this darkness, but never saw the ghost who came to take him to reincarnation.

He also wanted to be reincarnated as soon as possible, to be born in this world, and to have a sweet love with Qingmei next door in the future, why didn't anyone come to take him away?

Mingji frowned, just in confusion, a hand stretched out from behind, and hugged his waist tightly.

Mingji was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to see who the person who did this was, but in the darkness, he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

"Who are you, let go!" Mingji shouted.

The person holding Mingji's arms was obviously tall, and he was not frightened at all. Instead, he sneered, lowered his head, and leaned closer to Mingji's ear and said, "Immortal Mingji, who do you think I am?"

The voice was low-key and hoarse, not completely familiar, he had only seen it once in real life.

... When confronting the Demon Lord, the voice of the Demon Lord was like this.

Mingji was shocked, his back broke out in cold sweat, and he woke up from his sleep.

The bright candlelight illuminates everything clearly, in front of him are Zhuo Ran and Yu Yue, and there is no one else.

Seeing Mingji wake up, Zhuo Ran and Yu Yue couldn't help being extremely excited, and said to Mingji: "Brother, you finally woke up!"

Mingji gasped a few times, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he didn't see the man he couldn't see clearly in his dream: "...um."

Fortunately, it was all a dream. The Demon Lord in real life had long since died. It was impossible for someone to come to the door and make the Demon Lord's voice.

"Come on, senior brother, take another sip of this medicine." Yu Yue spooned the medicine and fed it to Ming Ji's mouth, coaxing: "Try it, maybe it will be useful?"

As soon as Mingji smelled it, he knew that the medicine could not cure him, and now Yu Yue was a dead horse treating him like a living horse doctor, giving him everything to try.

Mingji didn't refuse either, he opened his mouth, and just after drinking the spoonful of medicine, a man's voice suddenly appeared, echoing over the Dingyun faction.

"Mingji Immortal," said the voice in a calm and unhurried manner, but there was a hint of anger in the voice, "I'm here to find you."

"Puff—cough cough cough—" Mingji choked and started coughing.

"Who dares to be presumptuous here!" Zhuo Ran slapped the table angrily, stood up and was about to go out, "Brother, you rest here, I'll teach him a lesson."

How could Mingji let him face the Demon Lord, he stopped immediately and said: "Come back!"

Zhuo Ran stopped and turned around, showing doubts on his face.

Mingji turned over and got out of bed, and was pulled by Yuyue's sleeves, Yuyue said anxiously: "Brother, what are you doing! Lie back quickly, don't be willful!"

Mingji stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, he seemed very uncomfortable, his face was still bloodless, his lips were unhealthy white, and he said softly: "That voice is Demon Lord, if you can't handle it, I'll go. "

As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Ran and Yu Yue were immediately shocked.

"Isn't the devil... dead?" Zhuo Ran asked.

"I thought that was the case," Mingji smiled wryly, "but it doesn't seem to be the case. You go and organize your disciples, don't let them have any disturbances, don't let them come out to watch, open the big formation of the guards, and leave the rest to the disciples. Give me."

"But that devil once..." Zhuo Ran stopped in the middle of speaking and closed his mouth.

That devil had bullied senior brother like that before, wouldn't it bring back sad memories when senior brother met him again?

"Listen to me, go quickly, don't dawdle!" Mingji snorted, "Have you all stopped listening to my words! The Demon Lord is already a Mahayana, what's the use of you going, what's the use of going to die!"

The two juniors couldn't refute at all, the actual gap is there, they are just two appetizers to the Demon Lord.

Maybe it was because of waiting for too long, the voice sounded again: "Immortal Mingji, if you don't come out again, I will go in and look for you. Don't blame me for accidentally hurting some flowers and plants."

The threat in these words was already very obvious, Mingji gritted his teeth, left a sentence of "do as I say", then strode out of the room and flew towards the source of the sound.

Along the way, he could see the disciples who flew out out of curiosity, but he forced them back to the ground with one blow, forcibly blocking their way.

Mingji flew faster and faster, and arrived at the place where the sound originated in an instant.

A figure stood volleying outside the Dingyun faction, with a slender figure, wearing a dark robe, and wearing a silver mask on his face, so that people could not see his appearance clearly.

The person who came was the Mozun Mingji had met once, and this was only the second time they met, and Mingji had a sense of familiarity with the Mozun.

Ming Ji frowned, drew out the Four Seasons Sword, and stood ready.

If the Demon Venerable wants to do something, with his current body, it won't last long. The only way is to pull the Demon Venerable and explode himself. He simply won't live long, and it won't hurt to change to another Demon Venerable by exploding.He took the demon king farther away before he blew himself up, and the Dingyun faction opened up a large formation, and they would not be affected by the aftermath of the self-detonation, so it can be said that there is no harm at all.

Mingji was thinking in his heart, he was on guard against Mozun's sudden attack.He thought that the first words Mozun saw him must be ridicule, but he didn't expect Mozun to look at him for a while, and asked: "Why do you look so ugly?"

"Huh?" Mingji was taken aback for a moment, then recovered.

Heh, how could the Demon Venerable care about him? Of course, these words were mocking him, mocking him for being weak, but the Demon Venerable was still strong and strong. In comparison, he was naturally inferior.

"It has nothing to do with you." Mingji said, "Shoot if you want, don't talk nonsense."

"It has nothing to do with me?" Mozun repeated to himself, and snorted coldly, "Of course it does, I have taken a fancy to you. Immortal Mingji, obediently follow this deity, this deity is in a better mood, or you can save me." You die."

"What?" Mingji looked at Mozun in disbelief, trying to see something, but the mask on Mozun's face blocked his expression, making it impossible to figure it out.

Mingji clenched his sword tightly, presumably Mozun was very dissatisfied after being hurt by him last time, this is another insulting method he came up with.

Mingji said coldly: "Even if I die here, I won't follow you half a step away just to survive."

"You!" The Mozun was obviously angry, Mingji looked at him coldly, holding a sword in one hand, and placed the other on the dantian, ready to explode at any time.

The Mozun on the opposite side didn't speak or move for a while, his hands were clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, as if he was very angry.

Mozun stared at Mingji for a moment, and then said: "Both of your apprentices are in my hands, I have cursed you! You obediently don't follow me, if you want to blow yourself up, they will die first! Mingji If Xianjun is really hard-hearted, just come here."

His apprentice, in the hands of Mozun?How can this be?

Mingji's mind went blank, and he subconsciously said, "You're lying!"

"I lied?" Mozun sneered, and took out two storage bags from his arms, which were exactly what Mingji left for Wugui and the others!

Mingji's eyes darkened, his heart turned cold, and he heard Mozun continue to say: "Unfortunately, I was nearby when you left, so I went to look for it, and I happened to see your two weak apprentices... Heh, Immortal Lord Mingji, you choose, do you follow me obediently, or... let those two guys die suddenly on the spot?"

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The Mozun has made a disguise, so Mingji only has a familiar sense of sight, and he will not think of his apprentice