Sang Jue suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the sound. He was frightened when he saw his painful look of covering his head but not daring to get close. He quickly got up to check it out.

"Go aside, you dead woman must be bad, and you are not allowed to touch me." Xingguan Zhenling judged others by herself, and felt that she must be uneasy.

"Shut up." Sang Jue was a little angry, rolled up his sleeves and was about to see him. He was in a complicated state. If something happened, she would cry where she, who had just understood her feelings.

"You dare to yell at me, get out of the way." Xingguan Zhenling was so painful that she controlled the wheelchair with one hand. Xingchen chain threw out and locked Sang Jue aside. He floated high and decided to hide from him. Never let the woman see his weakness and control him and laugh at him.

Sang Jue's whole body was tied up, and he felt that the chains with the light of stars on his body seemed to be as heavy as a pound, even the true energy in her body was locked, and he could not even struggle. He could only watch him cover his head and fly out of this confined space with the flying magic weapon that turned into a lotus throne.

"Hey, you will be exposed like this!" Sang Jue was helpless, and at the same time he was a little confused and worried. What was wrong with him?

At this moment, Li Yanluo, who was picking the special bags and fruits on the vines with his friends, used to make wine, brushed his red robe and said to others as if he was aware: "It seems that there are other monks on this island."

He cut off a bag filled with green solution in the center of the vine. Shangguan Haoran stepped on several vine branches that were about to escape, and threw them to his friend: "Don't be a monster, the place where the blood vine snake retreated was not growing, and only some plant elves could survive."

"Little monster, it must be very cute. If you are bored, please accompany me to catch me." Li Yanluo has no longer cared about it since the Li family has stabilized. He has been drifting outside for a long time. He happened to meet a friend who was going to Zhoutian Continent these days, so he immediately stopped him and asked him to help pick up the wine-making goods.

Shangguan Haoran was speechless: "It's okay if you make wine and drink it yourself, why are you catching the little monster?"

"Of course, it is for those lonely women who need me to save. It's better to have a little monster accompany you in the dull days without a lover." Li Yanluo claimed to be pity for the beauty and was the most depressed woman. She would not be too lonely and depressed to be the most depressed woman. If she had nothing to do, she would go to chat and have fun with the female fairy.

Shangguan Haoran always feels that he should draw a clear line with such bad friends, but bad friends have always emphasized that he has never taken advantage of women, but has just cultivated the world and refined the world. He hopes that the most painful woman in the world can be happier every day.

Faced with such ambition, he could only say that he would not work together and would not interfere with it if he had nothing to do, so he didn't want to catch that little monster.

"Haoran, you are so uninteresting. I heard that you and Sang Jue were drugged and locked in a small dark room without anything happening." Li Yanluo joked, rolled up his sleeves and crawled into the dense vines.

Shangguan Haoran snorted coldly, and with a sword, he cut the tangled vines to open up a path, saying: "My sister Qing Jing has a strange fate and a slutty temperament. She has a strong heart but has no fate. She always causes all kinds of disasters and can be called a witch's behavior. If it falls into my hands, she will naturally suppress and teach her a lesson. Only by leading her to the right path can she live up to the excellent qualifications."

"Puff, you are really stubborn, but don't worry, besides sword, you have my friend." Li Yanluo couldn't help but find it funny when he heard what he said. They can actually become good friends, which can only be said to be fate.

Soon, he sighed again that fate was amazing, and he actually found an isolated small space on this small island where the vines were attached.

The hammock woven by vines is thick and soft, and it should be very comfortable to lie on it, if it is not locked in chains.

Sang Jue's ears moved, and he saw two acquaintances, one red and one white. Regardless of whether there were any personal enemies between them, he asked them to help remove the chains on her body.

"Hey, look at what we found. Why does this little monster look exactly the same as the Sang Jue Demon Girl and can speak. It's really interesting." When Li Yanluo saw that it was her, he took two steps back and teased his friend who came in.

Shangguan Haoran would break into the endless sea because of Sang Jue. After being left by his master, he heard about the resurrection of Wei Shu Daojun from the dead, so he quickly chased him. As a result, the man flew too fast and he didn't keep up for a while, so he was caught by his friends and went on adventures.

"Why are you here?" Shangguan Haoran was quite puzzled by confirmation that she was Sang Jue, "Where are my masters and the others?"

Sang Jue was a little wary of Li Yanluo. He felt relieved when he saw Shangguan Haoran and said, "Yan Ling Jianjun and the others should save people and return to the sect. Senior Brother Qingran, please help me remove the chains..."

Li Yanluo took a deep breath when he heard this and quickly pulled his friend to prevent him from coming forward: "Haoran, don't be fooled. Those witches are all the tricks of catching scholars. If you go up and help her untire her, she will jump up and suck your essence."

"A genius sucks your essence, help me unlock it quickly. I'm afraid... something happens to Wei Shu." Sang Jue knew that it was Li Yanluo's intention. His sister of his gentry must have been killed by her, and he must have a sting in his heart.

When Shangguan Haoran and Li Yanluo heard "Wei Shu", they looked at each other and immediately realized the plot of robbing the bride.

"I heard that Daojun Weishu has become a demon?" Li Yanluo couldn't help but sneer. Li Jinzhi, the only remaining genius in his family, was also a demon.

Sang Jue didn't know what he was talking about, so he said to Shangguan Haoran: "Senior Brother Qingran, he is not a demon. Oh, you will know when you see him. Please help me unblock the chain."

Shangguan Haoran reached out and drew his sword. The sword light turned into an arc and slashed towards the chains that were flashing with glimmers, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea and nothing happened.

After trying a few more times, it still failed. Shangguan Haoran shook his head: "Junior Sister Qingjing, this chain is probably at the level of an immortal weapon. I can't untie it. Please be calm and tell me where he has gone. Let's help find it."

Sang Jue looked down at the chains wrapped around his body, sighed inwardly that the things in the Xingguan were extraordinary, so he said, "He suddenly ran out, I don't know where he went. If you go to find them, you must be careful."

"Hey, are you really the devil-bearing relatives who refuse to admit it?" Li Yanluo said a little gloating, which caused Sang Jue to glar at him fiercely.

As he was talking, the person who had gone out with his head came back, but in one round trip, his hair turned gray.

Xing Weishu was speechless about the true spirit of the Xingguan. He could not imagine that his original personality would be so unique. Just as Sang Jue said, he was more cruel and more childish. Without the blessings brought to him by the soul fragments, he was even more and more reborn.

The unspeakable pain on the top of his head was still spreading, but he did not show it. He did not show surprise when he saw the extra two people. Instead, he reached out and took back the stars chains and asked Sang Jue to come over and see the top of his head.

Sang Jue could move, so he jumped to him quickly. He brushed away the hair above his head without caring about others present. He found two bags, reached out and pressed them, and then looked at them again without feeling a little horrified.

"How?" Xing Weishu endured the itch and pain, and suddenly he had a bad guess in his heart.

"Two bags bulging on both sides of your head. It's not an alien invasion, it seems like it's going to grow horns." Sang Jue quietly sent a message, and then immediately combed his hair so that the two people behind him would not see this abnormality.

Xing Weishu couldn't help but touch his forehead when he heard this: "It turned out to be true. This is a sign that the demons began to grow. It seems that they will be hiding for a while."
Chapter completed!