Demon’s Diary

Liu Ming opened his mouth and was about to say something else.

Just at this moment, the sound of the hurling footsteps drew the attention of most of the people in the palace to the past.

Liu Ming swallowed his mouth and followed his reputation. Three more people walked in at the entrance to the main hall.

When one first looked at the costume costume, Heran, like Liu Ming, was also a secret disciple, about thirties years old, extremely tall, one head taller than Liu Ming's foot, but his body appeared a little thin, and his skin tone showed a pyroid yellow, as if he had some kind of disease.

Liu Ming's pupils shrunk slightly after he swept on this man.

The spirit of this person is depressed around the late stage of Jindan and appears to be dry, but a very strange aura emerges from the insidious depths of the body, as if all the essence converged deep in the bone marrow.

This feeling is somewhat similar to his postmortem physique.

Yellow-faced men followed by two men, but an elderly man with bronze skin and a young girl in green shirt, wearing a blue headband on her head, a little red mole on her eyebrows and a different style.

The two are the well-known Xuantianfeng Jindan dual cultivation, the official smoke rain and Lingyi.

The two seemed to be quite acquainted with the yellow-faced man, but were somewhat in awe of him, hiding behind a position.

Liu Ming had not known three people for many years, but judging by the clothes he was wearing, the man in front also seemed to be a secret disciple, and at the same time heard that he was called Brother Kun.

He has just joined the ranks of secret disciples. Before the full count, he only knew two other secret disciples. One is Jin Tianzhi, who has now become the elder of the heavenly realm, and the other is the dragon son. This Kun family secret disciple is naturally unknown.

Yellow-faced men were cold and blind to the other disciples around them, walking a few steps behind them to Tiango's seat, and the three bowed down at the same time and said: “I have seen the ruler. ”

“Okay, everybody's here.” The real Tingo nodded at the three yellow-faced men and stood up.

When the people in the hall saw this, they closed their mouths and looked at Tingo's real person.

“Time is running out, I'll be brief. To summon you here today, there is actually an urgent task. Early this morning, a family of protégés from this gate, the Ye family from the Qingsang Mountains sent for help. There are a large number of insects gathered around the Qingsang Mountains, and I'm afraid the target is the spiritual vein there. After consulting with the elders, I decided to send you to Qingsang Mountain to assist the Ye family in eradicating the worms. The spiritual veins and mines there are important to this door, and if they fail, the damage will be immeasurable and therefore must not be lost.” Tiango's real eyes swept through the people present and said slowly.

“Obey the command order! ”

Hearing the words, the people present did not reveal an unexpected look, and all said yes.

“According to the information the Ye family is currently investigating, no high-ranking tribes of the heavenly realm have been found in this group of worms, but don't be too careless.” Tingo's real face was serious, he said.

“Yes!” all nodded yes.

Tiango nodded, then looked at Liu Ming and Yellow-faced man respectively, and said:

“This mission is led by the two of you. Remember to consult with each other in case of any problems. Make sure to destroy this group! ”

The yellow-faced man snorted and looked at Liu Ming not far away, flashing a slight surprise in his eyes.

Liu Ming stood silently beside him, and the yellow-faced man could not find another strange secret disciple in the hall.

After two eyes slightly touched, they simultaneously called Tiango real person.

The elderly man with the bronze skin behind the yellow-faced man was the one who measured up and down the willow ringing, and the different colors of his eyes kept flashing, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the next period, Tingo Reality briefly explained some of the key points of the trip, and by a single order, more than a dozen disciples, including Coffee Blue, departed.

“Are these the only disciples that aren't very safe? Qingsang Mountain is tens of thousands of miles from Ghost Cry Canyon. Although a space passage in Ghost Cry Canyon is temporarily sealed by the Haunted College, some high-end worms have escaped. It is estimated that Qingsang Mountain worms escaped from Ghost Cry Canyon. In case of the presence of heavenly weather, aren't these disciples dangerous? Kun Yu is not weak, but the wounds he suffered in the war not long ago have not healed.” The heavenly elder next to him said in a tone of apprehension.

“Why didn't I think of that? It's just that even you have to go to the front right now. There's really no one left in the door. These people have to go. But don't worry, if there's a willow ringing, even if it touches an elephant worm, it should be fine.” Tiango's real man sighed and said softly.

“Oh? The mysterious disciple who just appeared is Liu Ming, who made a great effort in the Battle of Fall Xia Peak?” The talked heavenly elder flashed a little surprise in his eyes and slowed down.

Above the square outside the main summit hall, Liu Ming and a dozen others are preparing for departure.

Liu Ming and Kun Yu, the yellow-faced man, had previously shared their names with each other, and even if they did, they began to arrange the task.

Although it is a two-person team leader, most things are arranged by Kun-yu alone, and he seems to be keen on this kind of thing.

Liu Ming was too lazy to pay attention to these things, only to stand alone quietly.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from behind him, Liu Ming turned his head and looked. It was the man and woman who had followed Kunyu before, and walked to him not far away to stand still.

“Your Eminence is the most recent of the disciples of the inner gate, right? Officials smoke and rain on Xiangxuan Tianfeng.” The superior officer looked at Liu Ming for a few moments, and the colour of the shadow in his eyes flashed away.

“Turns out it's Xuantianfeng's brother and sister. What's the matter with you two?” Liu Ming's eyes flashed, looking at each other's eyes, said lightly.

“I hear Your Excellency was promoted to a secret disciple by sealing the space passage of the Kui army during the Battle of Fall Xia Feng a few days ago.” The superior officer's eyes narrowed and his tone seemed a little different.

“Oh, so what?” Liu Ming's eyebrows frowned, echoing.

This person's tone is obviously a little bad at the moment, and he is naturally not polite to speak.

“Brother Liu misunderstood, but we met you for the first time, I've heard a lot about you, come and say hello first, nothing else.” Ling Yi stepped forward and stood in front of Liu Ming when Xiaoyu wanted to speak.

A cold flash of smoke and rain flashed in the eyes of the superior officer. He glanced at Ling Yiyi and hummed, turning to himself and walking away.

Ling Yiyi smiled with apologies to Liu. This quickly caught up with the official smoke and rain, and walked towards Kunyu's location.

Liu Ming looked at the shadow of the two people and felt somewhat strange. He returned to Taiqing Gate only a few days ago. He didn't seem to be guilty of the two people. Is it because of Luo Tiancheng's relationship?

He remembered the days after returning to the mountain and left the idea behind without thinking about it.

He's too lazy to think about these little things.

Shangguan Yanyu and Lingyi stood in the open space not far from Kunyu.

“Smoky rain, you're too impulsive.” Ling Yiyi glanced at the smoke storm and sighed.

“Humph! I just can't swallow this breath. Originally, the infiltration mission. My uncle has already helped me buy the opportunity and greeted Tiango's master. Who knows that this Liu Ming suddenly plunged in. Otherwise, the secret disciple at this moment is my official smoke storm.” The superiors' smoke storm was a little grumpy, he said.

“Now that this is over, what's the use of finding him again? There will be opportunities in the future. To take a step back, this person can accomplish that infiltration task, and must be strong enough not to offend a secret disciple for a breath.” Ling Yi shook her head and comforted herself.

Rumors of smoke and rain continue to gloom.

“Well, as I said, when we get to Qingsang Mountain, do as I tell you. It's not too late, let's go now!” Meanwhile, Kun-yu quickly arranged personnel, and he gave a shout in his mouth. The sleeve robe released a yellow shuttle, leading the way up.

Liu Ming and other Inner Sect disciples met here and flew aboard the boat.

“Let's hurry over too, Brother Kun is waiting for us.” Ling Yiyi glanced at the airship not far away and spoke softly to the superior officer.

Upper official smoke storm rumored, glanced at Liu Ming, who had already stood at the end of the ship, nodded, one arm held Ling Yiyi, his body flashed, appeared on the ship.

Kunyu saw that everyone had boarded the boat, single-handedly decided to pinch it, the yellow surface flashed, suddenly a thick yellow mask appeared, all of them were covered in it, and then turned into a yellow light poured out for thousands of miles.

The distance from the Wanling Mountains to the Qingsang Mountains is quite distant, and there is no transferring formation in the middle, which takes several days of constant flying to reach.

Fortunately, this yellow airship is quite large and has a three-storey attic above which you can rest in a number of separate rooms.

After hearing about the assignment from Kunyu, Liu Ming walked towards his room.

Halfway there, his eyes stopped on a room door on the second floor, his heart moved and he walked to the door, knocking gently twice.

A moment later, the door opened gently, and the people in the room were dressed in blue and water, which was exactly coffee.

She glanced at Liu Ming and did not speak. She sided her body and let out a walkway.

Liu Ming touched his nose and lifted up and walked in.

This is a small room, about a dozen times the size, one bed, one table, one chair, nothing else.

A red mud tea stove on the table is soaking hot with water vapor and a hint of tea.

Jalan just seemed to be making tea.

(I forgot to say that I work in the field now, I've been busy all day, and I'm really tired at night, so I can only update the chapter for you, and I hope my brothers and sisters will forgive me a lot!