Chapter 0688 Burning with Jealousy

After five days, Mu Xingqiu finally stopped to camp in a low barren mountain. Hei Huang breathed a sigh of relief. If she continued to fly like this, she would soon run out of power and fall from the sky.

After landing, Hei Huang became even more nervous. In this small team, her position was a bit awkward. No one asked her to follow. After hesitating again and again, no matter how difficult it was to keep up with the team, she never left halfway.

Although the world is big, there is no place for her.

The tragic defeat of the giant demon king Qi Wushang proved that the demon race is still weak and unable to become an independent and powerful force. Before the demons broke out of the void, they had already made their attitude clear through the Wangshan magic Taoist priest: they had no mercy on all the weak and life.

After searching for a long time, Hei Huang found that she could only follow this team. There was little hope, but there was still a little hope.

Although exhausted, Hei Huang still helped to make a fire and heat the food, and did what she could to make herself more useful.

At nightfall, Hei Huang sat on a stone far from the campfire, tilting her head and curling up, without wiping the dust off her face, thinking with resentment: Who am I dressing up for?

Yi Shijun is the demon of all souls, and his body is even more fake than her clone. The so-called beauty and ugliness of men and women are worthless in his eyes. Hei Huang believes that even if she takes off all her clothes and poses in a seductive posture that can overwhelm the country, Yi Shijun's only reaction is probably that he thinks she is too thin and there is not even a piece of meat to eat.

Yin Buchen and the head are not worth seducing at all. Hei Huang is tired and discouraged at this time, and is unwilling to waste her charm.

There is only one target worth seducing and who may be seduced.

Hei Huang turned her head like a thief and glanced at Mu Xingqiu across the campfire. If she could get the young Taoist priest who was full of blood and powerful, Hei Huang swallowed her saliva. She had this confidence. Although Mu Xingqiu acted cold and ruthless when she was in Tuoshan, she still had confidence.

In her opinion, Mu Xingqiu was nothing more than a tough bone to chew. As long as she had patience and skills, she could still swallow him bit by bit, unlike Yi Shijun, where it was always the other party who was swallowed.

"Why am I not as good as her?" Hei Huang muttered involuntarily, startling herself and her face turned pale. Fortunately, no one noticed.

The obstacle between her and Mu Xingqiu was not the bonfire, nor patience and skills, but the Spirit King Yang Qingyin.

At this moment, Yang Qingyin was inspecting the golem shoulder to shoulder with Mu Xingqiu. They were very close, less than half a foot apart, and from time to time they would gently touch each other, quickly separate, and then touch each other again...

Hei Huang was jealous and had to lower her head and bend her waist more, like a shrimp that was about to be roasted. It was because of Yang Qingyin's presence that she could not say a word to Mu Xingqiu, cast a look, and even had to destroy her image to avoid suspicion.

The jealousy was too strong, and Hei Huang secretly cursed viciously. She knew it was dangerous to do so. Mu Xingqiu and Yi Shijun had ways to dig out all the memories and emotions in her mind, but she couldn't help it, and even looked forward to Mu Xingqiu knowing her thoughts.

"She is not as tall as me, her figure is not as good as mine, her face is not as pretty as mine, her personality is not as gentle as mine, and her skills... Humph, she doesn't even know what skills are. So why is this? Why does Mu Xingqiu like her instead of me? Ah, her magic is more powerful, no, she is actually only in the Canxia realm, not necessarily more powerful than me, but she has Laojun Magic Palm and Sword Washing Pool Water in her hand."

When she thought of this, Hei Huang was almost crazy with jealousy.

She glanced at it again secretly, this time looking at the golem.

The majestic and tall golem has incredible power. Hei Huang is willing to give up everything just to exchange for such a body. She misses that short-lived power, and until now she can't adapt to herself.

She really wanted to cry, but she quickly cheered up. As a demon, she had to endure humiliation and humiliation, and then open her eyes and observe carefully. As long as there is a chance, even if it is a fleeting and slim chance, she must jump out of the darkness and hold on tightly.

Since she can't seduce openly, she will try another way. Hei Huang hugged her knees and buried her face in her skirt, as if taking a nap, but her mind was frantically imagining her various graceful postures, which were meticulous and seemed to be in front of her, and even she herself was a little moved.

If Mu Xingqiu saw such a scene with illusion, he would never be indifferent.

At least this is an opportunity, worth a try. Hei Huang hopes to gain a stable position in the team.

"Hmm..." A voice sounded beside him, as if he was not satisfied with the scene he saw.

Black Phoenix was startled, raised her head suddenly, and then smiled, "Lord Yi Shijun."

"As a female demon, you are quite motivated."

Black Phoenix's smile became very unnatural, not understanding whether Yi Shijun's words were a compliment or criticism, "The demon race has to work harder if they want to survive."

"Keep working hard, maybe you will be qualified for me to take a bite in a while."

Yi Shijun nodded, "Summon your clone again."

"What?" The topic changed too quickly, and Black Phoenix didn't understand for a while.

"Clone, you only have this little skill that is still valuable, where did you learn it from?"

"A casual cultivator taught me the art of twinning, and later the magician of Wangshan taught me some magic spells, which became the current art of clone." Black Phoenix was happy in her heart. If she could get some advice from Yi Shijun, she would benefit a lot.

"What are you waiting for? Summon the clone quickly." Yi Shijun ordered.

Black Phoenix was already ready to use the clone technique, and couldn't help but ask again: "I dare to ask, what is the use of Lord Yishi's clone?"

"Lend it to a soul for a temporary stay."

"An Xiangxing? Isn't he... isn't he... seven days have passed?" Black Phoenix was surprised again.

"If it hasn't been seven days, how can I show that I am capable? I just want to teach him a lesson and suppress his arrogance." Mr. Yishi frowned slightly, showing a hint of dissatisfaction with Black Phoenix.

Black Phoenix didn't dare to shirk anymore. After all, it was just a clone, and it was her. She immediately cast her magic spell. Not long after, the exact same Black Phoenix appeared next to her, but there was no dust or tiredness on her face, and she was more gorgeous than herself.

The clone showed a charming smile at first, but soon became miserable, swaying from side to side, and after a while it said in a hoarse voice that was very different from Black Phoenix: "Where is this? I...what's wrong with me?"

"Do you still remember your name?" Mr. Yishi asked.

"I..." the clone thought for a while, "My name is An Xiangxing, you, you are Lord Yishi, and that is Mu Xingqiu... How come I'm alive again?"

Mu Xingqiu, Yang Qingyin and Bald Zi also came over. Although they thought Lord Yishi's magic was too evil, they still admired him.

"Of course I brought you back to life." Mr. Yishi turned to ask Mu Xingqiu, "How is it? Does Dao Tong have such a spell?"

Yang Qingyin replied vigilantly: "The orthodoxy does not allow casting spells on living souls."

"That's the loss of the Taoist tradition." Mr. Yishi said proudly, and turned to An Xiangxing, "You don't have a soul, but this body and life are lent to you by me, no more, no less, ten days, ten days We’ll see how you perform later.”

"My performance?"

"You have to work hard to restore your memory, especially all the Taoist books you have read, word for word. Only in this way will I continue your life."

"I, I can't do it. This body is too weak, and my memory has become blurred." An Xiangxing looked at his body with disgust, "Why did you let me enter this body again?"

Black Phoenix snorted coldly.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, the inner elixir is impossible. I'll get you a demon elixir. Your body will be strong and your memory will be clear."

Yishijun looked at Yang Qingyin first, and there was a Crystal Eye Demon Pill in her Laojun's demonic palm. Yang Qingyin guessed what he was thinking, "Don't play my mind, this was given to me by the Dragon Demon and it has nothing to do with you. "

"Hehe, it's easy to give something away but hard to get it back. Alas, there's no way. Every time before disappearing completely, I have to give away all the treasures and leave nothing behind." Mr. Yishi didn't force it. He turned around and looked at it again. Yin Buchen said, "Hey, what a coincidence, you are here."

Yin Buchen stood behind Lord Yishi and said in astonishment: "Old Lord, I have been serving you these days. I haven't left even half a step. They are not here, only I am."

"That seems to be the case. Which eye do you like better?"

"Ah?" Yin Buchen didn't expect that his meticulous service would be rewarded like this. He was used to having two crystal eyes and didn't want to give one to him.

"Does it have to be like this?" Mu Xingqiu asked. His sympathy was not for Yin Buchen, but for An Xiangxing.

"It must be so. There are some contents about Zhibu State in An Xiangxing's memory, but most of them are vague. I have to figure out the status of Daotong in Zhibu State. I haven't found any clues for so many years."

"I have some demon pills, can I use them?" As soon as Mu Xingqiu said this, Yin Buchen almost knelt down in front of him.

"You can give it a try." Mr. Yishi suddenly raised his head and looked at the night sky, his eyes drew an arc, looking over the low mountains and towards the ground in the distance, "There are actually magicians who can catch up, Mu Xing Qiu, you can’t fly fast enough.”

Mu Xingqiu rose into the air and saw a group of magicians in the distance walking quickly from the northeast, only twenty or thirty miles away from the camp. He was also surprised, especially since these magicians were not even flying in the air.

"Less than a hundred." Mu Xingqiu felt that the problem was not serious.

The magician in the distance also saw Mu Xingqiu in the air, and a voice blessed by magic came from far away, "Is it the catechumen? I am Fu Ci. Brother Hong and others are also here. We want to introduce you to someone." A distinguished guest."

Mu Xingqiu was even more surprised. He broke up with Emperor Sun Fuci and others in Tuoshan, and has been flying since then. He only paused for a moment when he saw Zuo Liuying. How could he be surrounded by a group of casual cultivators and Fu Lu masters? Catching up?

"What kind of person can be called an 'honored guest' by the emperor's grandson and be introduced personally?" Mu Xingqiu could only ask Yishi Jun for his doubts.

"Haha, all your demon elixirs have been saved, and a better demon elixir has been obtained." Mr. Yishi obviously guessed the identity of the person who came.