Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

It's really a narrow road for enemies. No one expected that several people would meet here.

Xu Sanyan tilted his head and looked at the tall girl next to Zuo Qiushu. Especially her long legs were the most eye-catching. The pair of black boots under her feet made her even more slender and straight.

He likes this too.

The Qiying of Huaihu is really more beautiful than the last.

Zuo Qiuchen met Xu Sanyan's gaze without hesitation, his eyebrows filled with anger, "Are you Xu Sanyan? The Holy Son of the Demon Sect?"

Zuo Qiushu pinched her secretly to signal her to shut up, then smiled and saluted gently, "I have met the Holy Son, my sister-in-law is upright, please forgive me."

"Well, where are you going too?" Xu Sanyan pointed to the attic in the distance.

"That's right," Zuo Qiushu nodded, "Let's see if there is a chance to return to Moyang City."

"That's just right."

Xu Sanyan stepped forward regardless of whether they wanted it or not.

"whispering sound……"

Zuo Qiuchen looked worried, but didn't say anything more. He pulled Zuo Qiuhui behind and whispered, pointing at her from time to time. Seeing that she was pretty, Xu Sanyan didn't care too much.

"The Holy Son also wants to go back?" Zuo Qiu Shu asked, following him slightly behind.

"No reply, I have other things to do."

Xu Sanyan glanced sideways, and although there was a smile on her lips, Zuo Qiushu did not feel any warmth, but instead felt a little cold.

A group of six people rushed there and met many people along the way, including Xu Sanyan's own men, people from the Zuoqiu clan, and even people from the Qi Dao Sect and the Siyuan Sect.

Zuo Qiuhui looked back at the four people following them, feeling a little awkward.

Among the four people, three were disciples of the Yongshan Qidao Sect, and the remaining one was a disciple of the Siyuan Sect. They were following Xu Sanyan at the moment, and they looked a bit out of place.

Of course she didn't know that this was all the fault of the demon species.

As long as he meets a disciple who is not from his own lineage and is a foundation-building practitioner, Xu Sanyan will print the demon seed and keep it to go to the old ghost's tooth shop to exchange the soul.

As his cultivation level increased, the number of demon species also increased from the initial five to about ten now.

But three have been planted, one on the maid Meng Zhuer, one on Xiang Tan, and one on Junior Sister Zhao.

Although Junior Sister Zhao has signed a bond and gone to the prison to eat 'public meals', she is not dead yet, so the demonic seed has not dissipated.

Surprisingly, the demon seed on Xiangtan's body did not dissipate, proving that she was still alive.

Including the four behind him, there are seven in total.

Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded from the side, "Xu Sanyan?"

Xu Sanyan turned around and said hello with a smile, "Brother Fang, Brother Luo, what a coincidence."

It was Fang Qingge and Luo Changtian, and there were many people following them.

"Yes, what a coincidence. I didn't expect you to come too." Fang Qingge's face was calm, and there was no trace of any hatred. He turned his eyes slightly and looked at Zuo Qiushu,

"I've met all the fairies."

Looking at the Zuoqiu clan walking with the Demon Sect, Fang Qingge didn't say much. This was their choice, and the consequences were borne by the Zuoqiu clan themselves and had nothing to do with him.

only……

"Junior Brother Liu, what are you doing there?"

Fang Qingge frowned slightly and looked at his junior brother behind Xu Sanyan.

Luo Changtian also saw his junior brother and narrowed his eyes, "Thank you, Brother Xu, for taking care of me all the way."

Then he said in a slightly serious tone, "Don't come here yet!"

Xu Sanyan's smile became even brighter, he turned his head and said, "Go, your senior brother is calling."

The four of them walked quickly towards their senior brothers with some hollow eyes.

Fang Qingge looked at the expressions of the four people and felt a little strange in his heart, but he didn't pay attention to it. He slightly cupped his hands and turned around to leave.

"Goodbye."

Xu Sanyan stared straight at their backs and watched them go away.

"Come on, let's go over and have a look."

…

West of the city,

Lin Fan frowned and looked at the shiny thing on Huanxi'er's fingertips, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

"Can you stop picking your nose? You are also a strong person in the Mystic Realm after all. Why do you have such a nasty thing like boogers?"

Huanxi'er wiped it on her body casually and spoke in a light tone,

"I saved it on purpose. You don't understand. The surprise when you touch a big piece of booger, coupled with the relief you feel after you pick it out, is even better than taking an elixir."

Lin Fan didn't understand. Who would be surprised by touching a big piece of booger?

Immediately he shook his head, he was serious with a lunatic.

At this time, a weak voice came to Lin Fan's ears. It was the senior who lived in the sword.

"Leave the city and go south..."

Lin Fan paused and left the city?

He didn't doubt what his senior said, but...

Did the seniors ignore his cultivation?

In this world full of monsters and ghosts, any one he picked out would be higher in cultivation than him. Wouldn't going out of the city at this time be courting death?

There is no government control outside the city.

Lin Fan moved his lips and said softly, "Senior... I am only at the beginning of foundation building."

After a while, a voice came to my ears, "...It's okay, I'm here to keep you safe, go ahead."

Lin Fan's eyes were hesitant. Seeing the weakness of his senior, he wondered if he could count on him?

well……

In the end, he sighed in his heart, turned around and walked out of the city.

"You're going the wrong way." Huanxi'er took his arm.

"Go ahead, I still have something to do." Lin Fan shook his head.

Huanxi'er didn't ask any further questions and put her arm around his shoulders, "I'll go with you."

"Don't you ask me where I'm going?"

"We go together wherever we go. We are friends. Besides, I am worried about your low cultivation level."

Huan Xier shook her head, and the two high buns on her head swayed.

Both of them were innocent and kind. After spending some time together, they had already regarded each other as friends.

Although Huan Xier was a little silly, Lin Fan never looked at him differently. Instead, he used his only soul crystal to buy steamed buns and shared them with him.

Although Huan Xier was silly, he also knew who was really good to him. He never despised Lin Fan's low cultivation level and treated him equally.

They were honest with each other and had sincere feelings. They had no thoughts of being mean. Although they had known each other for a short time, they felt like old friends at first sight.

Lin Fan pursed his lips and was very moved, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and refused, "I want to leave the city. The situation outside the city is unclear and too dangerous. You'd better not follow me."

"Let him go." The old man's voice came to Lin Fan's ears again.

Lin Fan paused, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged in his heart.

Although he was young, he was not stupid. The senior who remained in the black sword did help him a lot, but...

his mind was not pure.

Although the senior did not do anything to harm him, he could still feel the evil intentions.

This hazy feeling was hard to describe.

It was just that he had received too much favor from him. With his character, he could not do anything ungrateful. Even if the senior's request was difficult for him, he could not bear to refuse.

But no matter what, he did not want to implicate his friends.