Chapter 1737

Su Chen patted his lips, squinting his eyes and looking very tired.

Xuan Wu Yue then hurriedly said: "How could I forget this, you go and rest first."

"Don't bother Su Yingxiong."

Ying Yue was finally sent to another quiet room by them.

It was behind the mountain, where the sun could be warm every day, and it was very quiet.

It was a very suitable place for recuperation.

Su Chen also felt that the spiritual energy here seemed to be more abundant, and there was a natural hot spring.

The hot spring water and spiritual energy were nourished together, which was very suitable for Ying Yue's cultivation.

He was relieved a little.

Su Chen and the others fell asleep.

The Holy Demon Puppet in the Mortal Town was now drinking a glass of wine with Zhao Dachui.

These wines had no taste for him, but he had to pretend to be drunk so that others would not see that his body was different.

"Tie Niu, I feel much more relaxed after you came."

Zhao Dachui had several pieces of meat in front of him, and he pushed them all to the Holy Demon Puppet.

The thing they have the most in their butcher shop is meat.

"Brother Dachui, you don't need to thank me so much. If you hadn't given me a place to live, I might still be a beggar now."

"When I saw you, you were curled up in the corner, dirty all over. Anyone who saw you would save you. The people in our town are so kind."

The Holy Demon Puppet nodded heavily.

During this period of time, he got along well with the people on this street.

As soon as the sun rose, he carried the meat to deliver it to the people across the street.

After a while, several more people came.

The physique of the Holy Demon Puppet is of course better than these mortals, and he can work all day without interruption.

Zhao Dachui was also very grateful and stewed meat for him from time to time.

The Holy Demon Puppet was also willing to work for him, but in fact he also had his own purpose.

Getting along with the people here can at least gain their trust.

He felt that the time was coming soon.

The Holy Demon Puppet suddenly leaned against the vegetable stall.

"Brother Xiaodong, do you think the devil really exists?"

The vegetable seller Xiaodong quickly put away the things in his hand, shook his head, and whispered again.

"We can't take care of this at all. If the devil really comes, don't we have those monks to hold him back?"

"We are all ordinary mortals, no one understands those things."

At this point, Xiaodong seemed to be provoked by this topic.

He glanced around to make sure no one was staring at them and then hurriedly spoke.

"In fact, they shout and kill every day, but we are always very quiet here. Maybe it's not as scary as they say."

The Holy Demon Puppet knew he asked the right person as soon as he asked.

"You are right, I think so too."

"If they say that there are people from the devil here again, I will definitely ask them to find that person, at least give us a real evidence."

The Holy Demon Puppet smiled with narrowed eyes.

Xiaodong also agreed very much: "You are right, we are all ordinary people, we can't just follow what they say."

"But it is uncertain whether they will come to our ordinary mortal town in the future. Those immortal cultivators are very self-proclaimed."

In the following time, the Holy Demon Puppet found several people who had the same idea.

Even if Su Chen and his friends came now, they might not be able to pull him out.

At this time, Su Chen suddenly sneezed.

The fat of his right eye was jumping, and he always felt that something was wrong.

Until several cultivators from Yuequan Sect ran over.

They were panting, and didn't say anything at first, gasping for breath, and couldn't say anything.

Until later, they said anxiously.

"Master Yingyue's body is in trouble."

After Su Chen heard it, he stood up immediately and ran over in a hurry.

As soon as he went over, he saw Yingyue lying on the bed unable to move, with black air all over his body.

The leader of Yuequan Sect was trying his best to help him stabilize his body.

Shangguan Yuehua could only stamp his feet.

"What should we do? No matter how much spiritual energy we put into his body, his body still has no changes."

"Is it..."

They even thought that the previous ones were just last moments, and they had no effect at all.

Feng Qingyun glared at them angrily.

Yingyue has always been a role model in his heart. He thought that he was dead, and he could only respect and miss him silently in his heart.

He didn't expect that Uncle Yingyue would be resurrected. Now he didn't want to believe that Uncle Yingyue would die again.

"Shut up, everyone, no one is allowed to say discouraging words here!"

He squinted his eyes and glanced at everyone present.

Those disciples didn't dare to speak, they only dared to mutter in a low voice.

"After spending so much energy, I still feel a little uneasy. Is it really worth it?"

"I don't want to watch someone die, but after all, we have never lived together. I still hope that the sect master will not waste his energy and take care of his body."

"I have the same idea as you, but we have no way to dissuade them."

Su Chen looked back at them.

These disciples of Yuequan Sect.

I don't know who they are living for. If there is no Yingyue, there will be no sect.

He pushed aside several people who were blocking the way in front of him.

When Master Yueyin saw him, he immediately became anxious.

"What should I do? It's impossible now."

"The demonic energy on my body has not dissipated, and Yingyue can't wake up at all."

Su Chen walked up and checked it up and down.

The strange thing is that even if there is a lot of demonic energy here, the aura around it is very stable.

This means that the demonic energy has merged with his body, as if it is supporting his body to function.

Is it these demonic energy that protect him?

There is indeed such a physique. When he wakes up, we have to see if his consciousness has been devoured.

As long as everything is contaminated with demonic energy, it will be connected to the demon god.

And now the demon god will not let the cultivator go.

Every controlled cultivator will become his puppet army. Su Chen can only suppress this idea in his heart.

Once they are told, Yingyue will not be able to stay here any longer.

Su Chen frowned and took a look.

"Let me take a look."

He carefully checked the demonic energy and found that it could indeed circulate in his body, but he could not control it.

It seemed that... Yingyue was controlling them.

At this moment, Yingyue suddenly coughed.

When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that the whole room was full of people.

"Why are you all in my room?"

"What happened?"

Yingyue stood up anxiously.

He asked them hurriedly.

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