Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 223

Fairy Island.

The sky was clear, the breeze was blowing, and it was very comfortable.

After soaking overnight in the spiritual spring, Bai Mushan's soul and body became stable, and he finally woke up.

farmhouse.

"Mu Shan, do you still remember what happened last night?" Yang Fan asked softly, putting down the newly refined Soul-fixing Pill in his hand.

Bai Mushan still looked a little confused, after staring at Yang Fan for a few times, he nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Yang Fan quickly asked again, "Then what I encountered last night was the heresy you mentioned earlier?"

Bai Mushan seemed to have not come out of the shadow of last night, his expression was a little dull, and he nodded slowly after a pause for five or six seconds.

"Well, then you should take a good rest first. I made this bottle of Soul-fixing Pill specially for you. If you need anything else, just call Xiaoyan. She is outside. I have already settled everything."

After the words were closed, Yang Fan took a deep breath, got up and walked out of the farmhouse.

After exhorting Ji Xiaoyan who was standing outside the farmhouse again, they left Xiandao.

As for Bai Mushan, he planned to temporarily let him stay in Xiandao to recover from his injuries. After all, with a mortal body, it is impossible to survive in the dangerous Demon Abyss.

After he left, Bai Mushan got out of bed and leaned on the wall and staggered to the window. Seeing the scene outside the window that looked like a paradise, her expression suddenly paused, and it took a long time for her to recover.

"here is?"

She grew up in the gloomy and eclipsed demon realm since she was a child, and she has never seen such a bright and colorful world.

In her impression, nothing but gray is gray.

As for the scene in front of me, I have only heard it in books and rumors.

Looking at the ling fields that are neatly organized and full of various ling rice and ling fruits, Liu Dade who is talking to the little bees, and the Xiong's army patrolling the farm in groups of three or four , all this seems to be in a dream, but it is so real.

"Are you awake?" Ji Xiaoyan saw Bai Mushan standing on the second floor of the farmhouse through the window, and bowed to salute.

Bai Mushan froze for a moment, then walked out of the farmhouse with complicated emotions.

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On the other side, after Yang Fan left the fairy island, he first released his spiritual sense to check the situation in a radius of a hundred miles, and after seeing that everything was normal, he chose a direction to fly away.

After being eroded by the darkness last night, the Moyuan, which was already barren enough, was made even more barren. It was like a group of robbers walked by, and it was full of potholes. Skinny mummies.

Judging from the traces of these mummified corpses, the time of death was about five hours ago, and he could guess without thinking about it. They must be those demon monks who had not escaped the erosion of darkness last night.

Yang Fan smacked his lips and continued on his way.

Two hours later, I finally saw a place where there were people.

This is a small gathering place built with some kind of giant bones of monsters. It is very compact, and the skeleton buildings are close to each other and vary in size.

At the gate of the gathering place stands a large stone tablet engraved with the three characters of "Magic Spirit Castle". On the left side of it, there are two demon monks with dejected expressions guarding the gate. Later or so.

Obviously, these two demon monks must be in this state because of the dark heresy last night.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, his body shook, and he suddenly turned into a one-eyed burly demon man, the kind that looked fierce.

Satisfied with himself, he stepped forward.

"Stop!" When he reached the door, one of the demon guards suddenly stopped him.

After looking him up and down a few times, his expression suddenly became softer.

"Is there an identity token?"

Yang Fan didn't respond, but still had a murderous and extremely ferocious face, and even deliberately widened his eyes, puffed up the muscles on his two arms, showing an appearance that he was about to kill someone at any time.

The guard who blocked the way and questioned quickly took a few steps back in fear, and then said in a trembling voice, "Senior, check the identity token. This is the rule set by the castle master himself. The junior is only following orders, and I still respect the senior. Don't make things difficult..."

Before the guard finished speaking, Yang Fan kicked his eyes and shouted loudly, "Labor and capital have been in the Demon Abyss for more than a thousand years, killing countless people, and the bones under their feet are almost piled up in the entire Demon Abyss. Until now, there has never been anyone Dare to speak like that to me, Wanmotu, you... are very courageous, very good, then I will reluctantly let you be one of the bones under the feet of labor and capital!"

After he shut up, his whole body was full of murderous aura. He grabbed the guard by the neck and was about to crush it when another guard on the side quickly spoke.

"Senior, you are merciful, Jia San is ignorant, and you don't know Taishan with your eyes, but you, as a powerful senior of my demon clan, who can die at the hands of your senior is not a famous big shot, a little trash like Jia San It is an insult to your hand, he does not deserve to die at your hand."

"Oh, it makes sense, so what do you say?" Yang Fan asked with interest.

"Senior and junior believe that the best way to punish a person is to make him a slave forever and lose his freedom forever." The guard's face showed madness.

"Continue." Yang Fan said calmly.

With Yang Fan's permission, the guard hurriedly said excitedly, "Senior, engrave your exclusive seal of enslavement on the opponent's soul, preferably the one that can break out every once in a while."

Yang Fan looked at the guard a few more times, and then said, "That's right, labor and management haven't tried this method yet, it sounds fun, so let's try it."

Hearing this, the guard whose neck was strangled by him stared at him with a look of despair, and his heart was full of resentment towards the other guard. If he had the chance, he would definitely beat this guard up.

"Senior is wise!"

Under the excited gaze of the guard, Yang Fan released the power of his soul and turned it into a sharp dagger, directly attacking the soul sea named Jia San.

"what!"

Amidst Jia San's hissing sound, the dagger transformed from the power of the soul suddenly slashed across his soul sea, and a lifelike character 'Tu' appeared.

Withdrawing the power of the soul, he threw Jia San on the ground, and walked into the Demon Castle with a big smile.

After he left, Jia San's eyes were red, and with the momentum of dying together, he made a sudden attack and directly attacked the other guard.

"Brother Jia, what are you doing?"

"Zhang Qian, Laozi treats you like a brother, eats meat and plays with women, but you treat Laozi like this? From now on, you and I will cut off any kindness, take your life!" Jia San roared loudly, and struck again.

Another monk hurriedly evaded and explained, "Brother Jia, you have misunderstood me. Even if I, Zhang Qian, betrayed no one, I would not betray you. Just listen to me."

"The senior just now is obviously not a good person. Brother, if I hadn't done that just now, you would have been completely destroyed by now. Think about it carefully, is this the same thing!"

After hearing this, Jia San immediately stopped attacking, thinking secretly in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt.

"Brother Jia, although you were enslaved by that senior, you didn't die. What did my monks do? Isn't it for the sake of longevity, so that you can live freely forever? What are you talking about about longevity and happiness?"

"Compared to this, what's the matter with being enslaved by others? It's nothing, and that senior knew at a glance that his status in this Demon Abyss is unusual. You can be favored by him. This is your opportunity! I would rather , but people didn't see me!"

The Mo Xiu named Zhang Qian quickly explained, especially at the end, his expression was full of envy for Jia San being enslaved, showing that he was the one who wished to be enslaved.

After listening to these, Jia San savored them carefully, and finally felt that what Zhang Qian said was really right.

"Brother Zhang, I misunderstood you just now. I'm really sorry. Brother, I've only realized Brother Zhang's painstaking efforts now. I really deserve to die. Anyway, I won't say anything. If I become prosperous in the future, brother, I will definitely protect you. I promise!"

Zhang Qian heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Jia, thank you for your consideration, brother, I am waiting for the day when you will flourish!"

"Well, then stand guard first!"

(End of this chapter)