After transmigrating into a waste wood in the world of cultivating immortals, I bound the demon king

Chapter 67 House Beast

Not to mention, although Yan Ci was fierce and had a bad temper, the roasted meat was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. She had never tasted such delicious barbecue.

"What kind of meat is this? It's so fragrant?"

Seeing that she was eating deliciously, Yan Ci looked at her meaningfully and said, "This is snow wolf meat, the same snow wolves that almost ate you when you were sleeping in the snowfield."

The smile on Leng Qingning's face froze when she was munching on the barbecue, and the remaining piece of meat with bones in her hand fell to the ground with a 'clack'. Thinking of these things trying to tear her into pieces while she was sleeping, how could she I can't be happy either.

Since there are snow wolves in this snowfield, does it mean that there are other more ferocious spiritual beasts?
If there is a spiritual beast more powerful than the snow wolf, can this simple wooden house withstand it?

She couldn't help looking at the relatively simple wooden house with some worry. The cold air in the air came in through the gap, and she rubbed her hands subconsciously.

Suddenly, he saw that the piece of meat he had dropped on the ground, together with the bones, was swallowed by a large mouth opened on the ground. It was also accompanied by bursts of chewing sounds from time to time. It seemed that the meat was not enough to fill the gap between the teeth. He opened his mouth to Yan Ci again.

With an extremely calm expression, Yan Ci tore off a large piece of meat and threw it into his big gaping mouth, only to hear it making a chewing sound.

"Hey, what the hell is this, the house... the house still eats meat?"

"A fuss"

Leng Qingning suddenly had a terrible idea, and stammered and asked, "Then, will it eat people?"

"What do you think?" Yan Ci suddenly smiled and looked at her teasingly. Leng Qingning suddenly felt cold all over and sat down on the ground.

It was she who underestimated the realm of comprehension. There is no most outrageous, only more outrageous.

Thinking of the image of her grinning on the ground eating some barbecue, she couldn't help but get cold and quickly got up. She saw where she had just fallen. There was a big mouth on the ground, and she could vaguely see the sharp teeth inside. His mouth was empty, and he smacked his lips with some regret.

"What the hell kind of place is this? Yan Ci, why don't we change places?" This place is really terrible, and she was so worried that if she didn't pay attention, she would be eaten by the house like that piece of snow wolf meat.

As soon as she lowered her head, a pair of eyes almost scared her out of her wits.

It turned out that there was another pair of eyes popping out from the mouth. Leng Qingning could clearly see that the eyeballs were covered with red blood, and they were shaking as they kept blinking. He looked at her greedily, as if he was looking at something. Delicious prey.

She was sure that if Yan Ci wasn't here, this guy would eat her without hesitation.

Yan Ci raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you sure? It will be dark soon, and the snowfield after dark is even more dangerous," and he hit those eyes with a stick.

Hearing Yan Ci's words, Leng Qingning became a little uncertain again. She looked outside along the crack of the door. The night was like a ferocious beast, opening its mouth wide to swallow the sunlight bit by bit. The endless snow field was being swept away at an extremely fast speed. Dark corrosion.

Looking at it like this, it's too late to change accommodation, so I can only make do with staying here for one night.

"This beast is also called the House Beast. It is a unique spirit beast on Xueyang. If you reach an agreement with them, abide by the contract, and pay enough rent, the House Beast will provide you with an excellent refuge."

"Of course, anyone who violates the contract will be eaten directly by the house beast."

The big eye was painfully hit by Yan Ci's stick, and it let out a scream. It blinked its bloodshot eyes and looked at him with a somewhat aggrieved expression.

"I've already provided you with a place to live, why are you still beating me?"

Leng Qingning heard the words and said angrily: "You deserve it, who made you think about cannibalism just now?"

"Hey, she didn't do it on purpose, the smell on her body is so fragrant, I couldn't hold back for a while..."

"Woooo-"

The sudden cry scared Leng Qingning's body to stiffen. This world of cultivation is so evil, even the house can talk.

What's even more frightening is that some monsters say that she smells too good. "What? My smell is too good. I'm not Tang Seng!" She doesn't want to be like Tang Seng.

It was only then that Yan Ci remembered that this woman's unique bloodline was a great tonic for spirit beasts and monsters. It must have been because she was in close contact with the house beast just now that the house beast discovered her dense blood.

"If you dare to talk nonsense, this deity will never forgive you!"

The house beast was so frightened that he waved his hands and said: "No, I swear I will never tell anyone. I have a very strict mouth."

Suddenly, there were a few crunching sounds on the snow outside, and then Leng Qingning heard the sound of someone talking.

"There is a wooden house here. How about we rest here for the night?"

"Wait a minute, didn't you see the fire inside? It's obvious there's someone here."

"What are you afraid of? This is not their territory. The worst we can do is spend the night with them." As soon as the wooden door was opened, four male cultivators with purple lips from the cold came in, patting the snow off their bodies.

Although the condition of this wooden house is simple, it is still very spacious inside, and it is not a problem to accommodate more than a dozen people.

These four disciples were all tall and straight, their eyes full of sternness, and their hands were covered with calluses, which were obviously the hands that held swords all year round. The four of them wore white inner linings and black outer shirts, The cuffs are embroidered with golden bamboo leaves.

Looking at the clothes of the four people, it is obvious that they are disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect. The cultivation of the four of them is at the early stage of foundation establishment. However, the difference between the sword cultivator disciples and other disciples is that their combat effectiveness is higher than that of ordinary disciples at the same cultivation level. powerful.

Moreover, the tempers of sword cultivators are generally not very good, and they are extremely vengeful. They like to use force to resolve any disagreement. They are just like a group of lunatics.

Therefore, there will eventually be such a saying in the world of comprehension: Don't offend Jianxiu easily if you offend anyone.

When the four disciples saw that there were only two people on Leng Qingning's side, they couldn't help showing contempt in their eyes.

The leading man with a feminine face came to their fire with a haughty face, pointed his nostrils at them and said, "This place belongs to us, if you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Leng Qingning suddenly laughed angrily. It was freezing and snowy here. These four people obviously wanted to force them to death. So what if they were sword cultivators?She will never leave here.

Leng Qingning said: "It turns out that this is the style of the number one sect. We discovered this place first. Why do you want us to leave?"

"You're really looking for death!" The man on the far left suddenly became furious and drew out the sword in his hand. The sword's light was piercing, and he stabbed at him quickly with a sharp sword aura.

Seeing the girl stay where she was, the smile on his face got even bigger, he was such a waste, the moment he made a move, the other party was too frightened to move.

(End of this chapter)