This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

A strange breath approached the camp from far away. Everyone became alert instantly, picked up their weapons and began to prepare to chant attack spells.

Nearly two months have passed, and no one from the Futian Army or the Qishamen has come here. Is this peaceful life finally coming to an end?

But the Immortal Gate has been captured. Where else can these wandering disciples go except this camp that was built with everyone's hard work and sweat?

"Brothers and sisters! We must not let this person spread any news!" Li Feiling's eyes were sharp. He put down the wine glass and summoned a long and a short sword. The two swords flew around his side, like the most loyal guards protecting him.

"Fu Qingshan, Yun Qingzi, Ziya, you are good at investigation, can you go ahead and see who this person is?"

As soon as he finished speaking, three young men with very different styles walked out of the crowd.

A man was wearing a simple but low-key luxurious white fairy robe, and a black and red crane cloak. He was thin but very tall. Standing here, he looked like a fairy crane. This man was born in the Tianqiong Sect. He was born with a natural affinity with air currents and was extremely good at controlling the wind. He could use the wind to soar into the sky.

A person with her hair tied up high, clothes tied carefully at her wrists and ankles with straps, dressed like a neat knight, with a slender and beautiful sword slung around her waist. She always has a smile on her face, completely unlike her unrestrained and free-spirited fellow disciples who constantly exude a stinging sharpness. She exudes a natural affinity and cleverness and liveliness, as if she can chat with anyone.

The last person wore a hood and a white robe. He always lowered his head and looked a little timid. The name "Ziya" was not from the Central Plains. He came from the distant Beiming Sea and believed in the Moon God with infinite power and mercy. In his life, he only learned to "obey". In addition to listening to the orders of the leader, he also listened to the orders of the saint and the teacher... In short, no matter who they were, they were more "senior" than him. When Ziya was called out by the leader of the camp this time, he was actually very scared. Was such an important task really going to be handed over to him? He just ran back and forth between the underground palace ruins and the camp every day to pass on information. Everyone laughed at him and said that Ziya was the most cowardly and useless member of the church. Li Feiling, did you really want him to do such an important thing?

Li Feiling noticed Ziya's embarrassment. He walked over and patted Ziya on the shoulder, saying in a deep voice, "Brother Ziya, you are very quick. This is really important. Please help me!"

He then solemnly clasped his fists towards the other two and said, "Please!"

Fu Qingshan was not good at socializing, so he nodded to Li Feiling, and Yun Qingzi smiled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Li, I'll take care of everything!"

She called out to the two men and said, "Two big brothers, we have to act quickly. Time waits for no one! How about we compete in speed? Let's see who finds the person first?"

"Hey, Junior Sister Yun..." Li Feiling was about to say something when Yun Qingzi had already stepped on her flying sword. She turned into a white stream of light that penetrated the sky. Without even saying hello, she disappeared in front of everyone. Naturally, the other two were unwilling to be left behind, and they all used their own unique skills.

Fu Qingshan waved his sleeves, and the flying feathers on the crane cloak seemed to come alive, shaking on his body. He tapped the ground with his toes, and every feather on the crane cloak fluttered with the wind at the same time, helping him to leap into the sky. Fu Qingshan was like a crane, flying up and down freely in the hurricane at high altitude. Although his speed was not as fast as Yun Qingzi, he was very flexible. It seemed that this person was also very good at aerial combat.

Ziya stood there and watched the two people go away. After they both disappeared, he pulled the brim of his hood and said to Li Feiling in a hesitant voice, "I can do it." No one knew who he was talking to, but after Ziya made up his mind, everything became very simple - he just had to run forward like before.

"It's okay. The moon is with me." Ziya gathered his white robe, feeling the familiar cold moonlight. He instantly felt full of strength. He ran forward, his body turned into a white afterimage, moving at a high speed in the gaps between the leaves where the moonlight fell. In the blink of an eye, he had jumped dozens of miles, even faster than the two people in front of him!

The rest of the people were not idle either. Under the command of the Tianqiong Sect's disciples who specialized in formations, they activated the hidden defense formations set up near the camp as quickly as possible. They divided the people according to their abilities, and everyone performed their duties, forming a formation that could be used for both offense and defense, ready to prepare for attacks from unknown enemies.

As for the only two elder-level seniors in the camp, one was assigned to defend the camp and the other to intercept. The disciples acting as scouts alone could not slow down the enemy's pace. A master with strong mobility and strength must go to support them.

Therefore, Mu Qing, who was good at fighting, took action. Before she left, she told Guo Zichou: "If I die, remember to take the children to the underground palace for shelter."

With the continuous excavation of the Yuehua Sect, the ruins of the underground palace can now accommodate all of them, and under the guidance of Guo Zichou, they also dug a secret passage leading to the outside world. But of course, this is just a solution out of nowhere, the last resort. Mu Qing's words are almost like a last will.

Guo Zichou quickly said, "Pooh, pooh, pooh, what are you talking about? If you can't win, just retreat. Don't fight to the death. Everyone is important now."

Mu Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at Guo Zichou, whose expression was gradually becoming strange. He didn't say anything and flew into the air on his sword to stop the enemy.

……

Ziya squatted on a tree branch, completely reducing his presence. He looked at the earth-shattering battle ahead in horror, and silently passed the information here back to the camp.

"This person's strength is unpredictable, and his face cannot be seen. His entire body is shrouded in black mist."

"Sister, don't go over there!" Yun Qingzi, who ran the second fastest, was discovered by the enemy the moment she stepped into the enemy's detection range! The enemy smiled sinisterly, and the oppressive black fog quickly enveloped Yun Qingzi's direction, forcing Yun Qingzi, who was still diving, to stop in a hurry, then turn, and narrowly avoid the black fog. She stroked her chest in shock and shouted, "Who are you!"

“Hehehe…” The man shrouded in black fog lowered his voice and laughed, “Who am I? Just guess and you’ll know, right?”

Such a classic villain-style cruel remark shocked Yun Qingzi, and she added in her mind: "Could it be, guessing on the road to the underworld! It's over, let's quickly tell them to run for their lives! The Futian Army is chasing us!"

Ziya anxiously watched Fu Qingshan, who arrived shortly afterwards, react in the same way as Yun Qingzi. He wished he could jump out immediately and fight the black fog monster for seven hundred rounds. However, he was too weak. He could only sneak and hurry, and was unable to stop the enemy. The only thing he could do was to tell the camp the information here.

As a result, when Ziya just told Li Feiling the enemy's approximate capabilities, something strange happened!

Fu Qingshan, who is good at controlling the wind, finally met his destined enemy. That person also knows how to control the wind, and her wind control skills are even better than Fu Qingshan's!

Fu Qingshan, who was originally hovering in the air to disrupt others, suddenly stopped moving. He was bound by his own wind field and could not move at all. He could only fall straight to the ground. Ziya's heart was lifted up, and at the moment when he was about to touch the ground, Yun Qingzi came. She grabbed Fu Qingshan's waist and pulled him up dangerously.

The black fog demon shrugged speechlessly, and just as it was about to move forward, a familiar person stopped it.

Mu Qing expressionlessly cut open her palm, and the blood formed into a sword. She looked at the "Black Mist Monster" in front of her, her eyes moist, and she sneered mercilessly: "Okay, you are finally here."

"That..." Just as the black fog demon was about to explain something, Mu Qing's blood sword attacked him directly in the face!

The blood sword carried endless murderous intent and a never-ending pull for blood. If an ordinary person simply approached the blood sword, the blood in his body would be drawn out and become nutrients for the blood sword. It was truly terrifying.

"Today we are going to fight with all our might. Even if you are the black fog monster, I will beat you to death. And you, not only have to defeat me, but also attack the camp to the best of your ability." Mu Qing sent a message to An Ling.

Well, after one problem is solved, another one arises. This time, they really use her as a whetstone!

But that's fine, let me see how much I have improved now...

An Ling pulled out a long sword surrounded by starlight from the black fog and faced the aggressive Mu Qing head-on!