Quickly wear, the host has evil intentions

Duan Ci said nothing in the end. He climbed down from the wall and walked towards his room.

Han Shisi stared at Duan Ci's back for a long time, then retracted his gaze, climbed down the wall and landed in the courtyard of his own sect.

"Are you ignoring us?"

Seeing Duan Ci left without saying a word, someone asked.

The disciple who was grilling the meat shrugged his shoulders, tore off a bird leg and handed it to Han Shisi.

"Who knows? Here, my senior brother gave you the bird. It's roasted. Come and have a taste. It smells so good!"

Han Shisi took the delicious roasted bird leg and took a bite. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The meat was tender and smooth, and the aroma of the barbecue filled his entire mouth in an instant.

He was so engrossed in the delicious food that he forgot about what had just happened and ate meat and drank wine with his fellow apprentices.

Duan Ci was lying on a hidden wall, staring at the group of people eating barbecue with a resentful look. He sniffed and pursed his lips.

It smells really good, and he also wants to find a colorful fish to roast and taste.

1011 But at this moment he suddenly remembered how Duan Ci knew that he had the screenshot function.

The system thought for a while but couldn't figure it out, so it followed Duan Ci and stared at the roasted bird. It also wanted to eat it.

The next day, the secret realm was opened. Xuan Yixing had a lot of things to take care of and had no time to look at the colorful brocades.

Even if he found that one of the Caijin was missing, he would only think that the Caijin had run away and would not think that it had been stolen and roasted by someone.

He was very confident in his own strength, and if he didn't sense any external force, he wouldn't have any doubts.

Standing outside the secret realm, Xuan Yixing glanced at the elder of the Xiaoyao Sect opposite.

He placed his hand on Duan Ci's shoulder.

"You are the one with the highest level of cultivation among the disciples. I hope you can gain more in the process of training.

And bring back what the Master wants."

He said the last sentence a little quietly.

Duan Ci glanced obliquely at his hand on his shoulder and nodded.

"The disciple understands."

Han Shisi looked over there, his eyes fell on Xuan Yixing's dirty hands on Duan Ci's shoulders, and he let out a light click.

The fourth elder of Xiaoyao Sect raised his eyelids and then touched Han Shisi with the hilt of his sword.

"Little Fourteen, be careful. If you encounter danger, take your fellow apprentices and sisters and run. If you encounter a treasure, take action. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, Fourth Elder. I know what you are doing."

After the elders of each major sect had given instructions to their disciples, the secret realm opened and the disciples entered one after another.

When all people enter the secret realm, the entrance to the secret realm is closed.

When Duan Ci stepped into the secret realm, he felt the space around him fluctuate, and then he arrived in a forest.

He looked around and saw some disciples wearing costumes of other sects, but he did not see anyone from the Qingxuan Sect.

Duan Ci didn't stay here for long and left.

After walking to a deserted place, a cloud of black smoke enveloped him, hiding his figure. When the black smoke dissipated, Duan Ci had changed into a new set of disciple uniform.

As for the one who was replaced? Of course, he was directly beaten to pieces.

Duan Ci followed the plot and came to a cave.

He walked in. The road was a little narrow at the beginning, but became very wide towards the end.

Glowing objects appeared on the rock walls of the cave, emitting a faint light, and there were more and more of them the further you went inside.

They illuminated the road inside the cave, giving the entire cave a dreamy look.

After collecting the last piece of soul fragment, Duan Ci returned to his own world.

He walked on the blue bricks and stone tiles of Wangui City, wearing a black robe and a mask, his heart unable to conceal his excitement.

The ghosts passing by on the street greeted him when they saw him.

Duan Ci had no intention of paying attention to them now. He changed from walking to running and disappeared into the street in a flash.

He returned to his own territory, a house on top of an ancient castle under the blue sea.

The interior of the house is not big but it is decorated very warmly. An ice coffin is placed in the house with a person lying inside.

The boy has porcelain-white skin and delicate features that don't look like a real person. A small red mole on his left cheek makes him look cute. He looks like a porcelain doll sleeping here with his eyes closed.

Duan Ci came to the ice coffin, his fingers gently stroked the boy's face, his peach blossom eyes filled with infinite tenderness.

He took out a small ball of light, which was glowing with a soft halo, and inside it was the boy's soul.

Duan Ci carefully placed the small ball of light on the boy's heart, and the ball of light gradually merged into the boy's body.

Duan Ci's hands were gripping the edge of the ice coffin, his knuckles turning white from tension.

He stared at the person in the ice coffin without blinking.

Time passed little by little, and the young man's long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly. Duan Ci's heart was lifted up as he watched this scene. He didn't dare to breathe, for fear that this was a dream.

The boy's eyes slowly opened.

"Ajin."

He called the boy softly, as if he was afraid that if he spoke louder, he would disappear.

The boy heard the voice, looked at him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Aci."

He called him, his voice was clean and light as the sound of a feather.

Duan Ci looked at his smile and suddenly smiled.

"Ah Ci, what are you laughing at?"

"nothing."

His voice was cold and his face was icy.

The young man frowned slightly after hearing this. He sat up and looked at Duan Ci.

Duan Ci suddenly grabbed his neck, and before he could react, his neck was broken by Duan Ci.

The illusion before his eyes dissipated, and Duan Ci stood in the cave again. He glanced at his hands with an unclear expression.

"Little Immortal, are you awake?"

A clear young voice sounded, and a hand patted his shoulder.

Duan Ci turned around and bumped into the boy's smiling black eyes. When he saw him, Duan Ci was stunned for a moment.

"What's the matter? You look so surprised."

he laughed.

Han Shisi arrived when Duan Ci was trapped in an illusion. He had just experienced an illusion as well, but he broke through it in one go and then waited by Duan Ci's side.

Duan Ci took a long time to wake up. He didn't know what kind of illusion he had encountered that made him reluctant to come out.

Han Shisi patted Duan Ci's shoulder, as if he wanted to shake something off.

Duan Ci took a look and saw that it was the place where Xuan Yixing had let go before.

Noticing his gaze, Han Shisi withdrew his hand without panic.

"How about it, do you want to go in and take a look together?"

"Ah."

Duan Ci nodded slightly, and the two of them walked in together.

The view suddenly became wide, and a large open space appeared in front of me. In the center of the open space there was a pool of clear blue spring water, and above the spring there was a lotus bud supported by lotus leaves.

The top of the cave was wide open, and a halo of light fell from above, covering the top of the spring.

The petals of the lotus bud are about to bloom, the petals are crystal clear and have a gradient dark purple at the end.

The lotus is surrounded by a very rich spiritual energy and special energy fluctuations.

Every time the petals open a little, the energy becomes stronger.