Chapter 231 The Fox Clan Heroine's Jedi Counterattack 3
A Yan's expression gradually became serious.
Is there another sinner in the Buddhist sect?
Why is it never mentioned in the plot?
"Then take me down the mountain!" A Yan said.
The old monk and the young monk were both staring at her. If she rashly left the Buddhist sect, the two would probably get the news soon.
I wonder if this "sinner" can take her away quietly!
Gala is really capable.
Apparently there was a secret passage from his residence leading down the mountain. Ayan didn't even need to disguise himself. He just followed Jialuo in a swagger and walked to the town at the foot of the mountain.
The mountain of the Buddhist Sect is the same as in later generations, and opposite it is the Xuanjian Sect.
A Yan stared at the sword monument in the Xuanjian Sect, and was ready to take action.
"Let's go, little demon." said Jialuo.
A Yan withdrew his gaze with regret and entered a pub with Jia Luo.
Jialuo walked in familiarly and sat down in the corner.
The waiter brought the wine and snacks, and he began to drink without saying a word.
A Yan looked around curiously.
After becoming a demon, she inevitably acquired the demon's habits and was full of desire to explore her surroundings.
The monks in the tavern were discussing recent major events in the world of cultivation.
"Have you heard? The demon world is in chaos. The Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Clan has disappeared, and many demons have escaped! Several big demons have been found causing chaos in the southern continent!"
"Ever since the separation of the three realms of humans, demons and monsters, the human realm has become the realm of human cultivation and the human world. The demons stayed indoors, and the monsters took the opportunity to cause chaos. If more monsters escape to our realm, I'm afraid they will inevitably cause trouble in the future!"
"But they are just a tribe of demons. What are you afraid of? No matter how many of them come, they will all be our slaves in the end!"
"By the way, a group of fox demons have recently arrived at the slave market! They are extremely beautiful, why don't we go and take a look at them later?"
“…”
A Yan came up to Jia Luo and asked, "What is a slave market? Where is the slave market?"
Jia Luo raised his glass and drank, saying calmly: "It's a place that specializes in selling slaves. If you want to go, I can take you there to have a look!"
Ah Yan blinked and said, "Okay."
Jialuo only sat in the tavern for half an hour before leaving with Ayan.
Ayan paid the bill with the spirit stones in his storage ring and followed Jialuo.
Only when Jialuo disappeared into the crowd could Ayan see from him the demeanor of a Buddhist disciple that was different from that of ordinary people.
He was far away from the crowd, his back revealing loneliness. He always kept a half-step distance from the people around him, isolated from the world.
A Yan narrowed his eyes and moved his fingers.
The old man next to him twisted his leg and fell towards Jialuo.
Jialuo paused slightly, and the old man's tilted body seemed to be straightened by an invisible hand.
He turned around and said, "Little demon, don't make trouble."
Ah Yan shrugged and chased after him with brisk steps, "Why are you a sinner of the Buddhist sect? What evil things have you done?"
Jia Luo said calmly: "Hasn't anyone told you not to ask about other people's past?"
Ah Yan said calmly: "No, I lost my memory!"
Jia Luo glanced at her and said, "I don't think you have lost your memory?"
Ah Yan's eyes were clear. "If you don't believe me, go ask your old abbot. He was the one who picked me up personally. He knows my situation better than anyone else!"
Jia Luo said coldly: "Seeing is not necessarily believing."
"Then what is the truth? Monk, do you Buddhists like to say these confusing things? Why don't you answer my question? What did you do to make the Buddhist sect regard you as a sinner? Are you colluding with the demon clan?"
Jia Luo paused.
He turned his head and looked at the innocent and cunning face of the girl in front of him, "Do you know where the last little demon who was as talkative as you is now?"
A Yan hesitated for a moment: "Dead?"
Jia Luo chuckled: "You are quite direct."
"Really dead?"
Jia Luo lowered her eyes to hide the complexity in them: "Yes. Dead, no remains left. If you don't want to end up like her, shut up now!"
Ah Yan's eyes moved: "So I will die in the future, right?"
Jia Luo said nothing.
Ah Yan said to herself, "Who will kill me? Have you guessed it? Jialuo, did your little demon die in your hands?"
“That’s enough!”
The aura around Jialuo suddenly turned cold.
A Yan tilted her head and looked at him with a smile.
It seems she guessed right.
"Slave market, here we are."
Jialuo said this, ignored Ayan, turned around and left quickly.
Ah Yan looked at his hastily leaving back and said in a flat tone: "Is that enough...?"
What secrets does the Buddhist sect hide?
Or maybe, what secrets are hidden in the Three Realms?
The routines in this small world are really like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another!
Ayan stepped into the slave market.
In the slave market surrounded by monks, the wailing of demons was heard all around. There were demons and half-demons locked in cages, who stretched out their thin hands and tried to ask for help from people passing by outside.
Slaves...are all monsters!
The aura on Ayan's body became heavier.
The further we went in, the stronger the smell of blood became, and the more demons were locked up. Most of them were torn to pieces, with not a single piece of intact skin on their bodies. Ten or five of them were stuffed into the same cage, like goods, for anyone to pick and choose.
"Save us——"
"I have never hurt anyone. I want to go home, please let me go!"
"Sir, sir, save me!"
The claws covered with black blood stretched out and grabbed the hem of a passerby's clothes, but were thrown away by the ruthless passerby.
The passerby in front drew his sword and chopped off the wolf demon's claws. "Don't touch me! Dirty bastard!"
The wolf demon screamed and shrank into the corner of the cage.
However, no one stopped for him, as if being slaughtered was their fate.
Ayan stepped barefoot on the blood flowing out of the wolf demon's body, and a red light flashed in the fox's eyes.
The passerby cursed and said to his companion: "It's really unlucky! If it weren't for the fox demon, I would never set foot in such a place! If there is no little demon from Qingqiu among the fox demons, I will lose a lot on this trip!"
"Brother Tang, calm down. You know the habits of these monsters. We will take the little fox monster out later and sell it to the Peacock Clan to make a fortune. For the sake of this spirit stone, you have to be patient for now!" The companion advised in a kind voice.
Tang Feng frowned in disgust: "It's a pity that my Qingyue Sword has been stained by the blood of this demon!"
A string of silver bell-like laughter sounded from the side.
The girl with bright eyes and white teeth covered her lips and said, "Master, your sword looks so powerful!"
Tang Feng was pleased: "Of course! I brought the Qingyue Sword out from the Xuanjian Sect's Sword Tomb myself, and it fits my mind!"
That would be wonderful!
"So impressive! Immortal, are you from the Xuanjian Sect?"
Old acquaintance!
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