the other side.

The leading demon temporarily dispelled his doubts, waved his hand, and asked someone to take Gu Xia through the same process before throwing her aside.

He has to think carefully about his next actions, as he must not fail the mission assigned by the Demon Lord.

Just thinking about this, the man suddenly asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

The quiet atmosphere was instantly broken, and a large group of demons turned their heads in unison.

Then he looked at Gu Xia.

Even though he had believed what Gu Xia said about her identity as the 'direct disciple of the Ye family', the man's consciousness was still paying attention to her every move.

Capturing her would be equivalent to threatening the old guys in the Ye family. They are much more useful than those people from small families, so naturally, there is no room for any mistakes.

Gu Xia paused for a moment, then lowered his head under the gaze of a large group of demons. His shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was frightened. "I just want to change my position..."

As he spoke, he glanced to the side, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

The man turned his head and saw that the Scorpion-tailed Demon King had not moved at all. He was still squatting beside him, staring at Gu Xia and drooling.

Looking closely, there were suspicious traces of water on the ground.

"..."

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. What a pervert this demon king is.

Although Gu Xia did not say it explicitly, the man had already guessed the rest of her words. She was simply afraid that the other party wanted to get closer to the group of monks.

He thought he had seen the truth and was even a little disdainful. He was indeed a precious disciple raised by a noble family, and he was scared like this when encountering a little thing.

In fact, Gu Xia lowered his head only because he was afraid that the expression on his face would betray his inner thoughts.

If she hadn't been holding her hand tightly, she would have lost control of the urge to draw her sword.

No one would feel good if a demon king stared at them and drooled at them like prey.

But it was this look that made the other party imagine a wonderful drama.

All I can say is that imagination is a disease and needs to be treated.

The sword spirits were connected to Gu Xia's spiritual consciousness, so they could naturally feel her true thoughts.

At this moment, they all began to bubble up one after another.

Fushengjian crossed his arms over his chest and said with a grin, "Xia Xia's acting is too bad. Fortunately, those demons are all idiots. We can just fool them."

Hui Xuejian also leaned over to take a look and tried to give her some advice, "You can ask Zhaiyue to get some water, and I'll help Xia Xia apply it under her eyes."

Gu Xia: "..."

Hearing this, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her already difficult acting skills almost failed, "Thank you."

But it is not necessary.

She didn't want to end up with two thick noodles on her face, frozen hard.

When Huixue cueed him, Zhaiyuejian also had a miserable expression on his face. He smiled and said, "That's a good suggestion, but I'd better not suggest it next time."

She doesn't want to have an ice sword master just yet.

It seems that no one from the Sword Master to the Sword Spirit is reliable. I guess all of them have poor acting skills.

Several sword spirits were chattering incessantly, discussing heatedly in Gu Xia's mind, making her head hurt. When she was about to unilaterally cut off the connection, she suddenly noticed the Liufeng Sword lying quietly in the corner.

"Eh?" Gu Xia asked, "Has its presence always been so low?" If it continues like this, when will it be able to transform?

It’s no wonder that Gu Xia is curious, mainly because the properties of this spiritual sword don’t quite match his.

The other three are either lightning or ice, and even the Moon-Picking Sword is more or less related.

This is the only sword with wind attribute. It was bought at a buy-one-get-one-free promotion. Gu Xia has hardly used it so far, and its presence is the lowest among the sword spirits.

It's just a little too quiet.

This made Gu Xia doubt whether she would bring out an autistic version of the sword spirit.

Hearing her question, Hui Xue Jian reluctantly pulled his thoughts back from the idea of ​​fighting with Fu Sheng Jian. She said in a clear voice, "Yes, my brother has never been very talkative."

Fortunately, they are the Twin Swords, and they have been in tune with each other since the moment they were born.

With her help in explaining, Liu Feng Jian became even more reluctant to speak. He usually hid quietly beside them, diving into the screen and quietly listening to the chattering of other sword spirits.

But Hui Xuejian was also the type of person who would never say more than one word, which led to the two of them being isolated by all the spirit swords and spirits when they were in Jiange.

Who wants to guess what these two siblings mean?

We are all spiritual swords, who is more noble than who?

But fortunately, the two of them are strong enough in combat, and over time other spirit swords will not be so ignorant as to come and provoke them.

Therefore, when she chose to go with Gu Xia, she didn't even think about packing up and taking her brother along.

Otherwise, she was worried that her brother would never be able to successfully transform in his lifetime.

"..."

Gu Xia understood.

It turns out that this is still a sword of social phobia.

Tsk.

I'll find someone with wind spiritual roots to help me practice when I have the chance.

*

I don’t know if it was because of Gu Xia’s poor acting skills or if the other party was really afraid that she would be scared to death for no reason, but in any case, the man seemed to have acquiesced to her moving around.

He didn't care whether the brat lived or died, but it was impossible for him to do so now, and he couldn't have anything to do with the demons.

Otherwise, those protective old guys in the Ye family might become desperate and choose to completely side with the Five Sects. A group of talisman cultivators can play a significant role on the battlefield, and would also be a big trouble at that time.

When no one was paying attention, Gu Xia successfully rubbed against Jin Cancan.

She greeted him enthusiastically, "Hi~"

"What a coincidence, we meet again."

In sharp contrast to Gu Xia's enthusiasm was the boy's tears. If he was not worried that the noise would attract the attention of the demons, he would have rushed over to Gu Xia and hugged his thighs and cried.

Just when he was about to howl, he suddenly remembered the identity that Gu Xia had just made up. He swallowed the two words that were about to come out of his mouth, and grabbed the corner of her clothes with tears in his eyes.

"Woooooooo..."

Gu Xia understood his feelings very well, "I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious yet."

After she finished speaking, she quickly glanced around. The Scorpion-Tailed Demon King had just left in anger and no one knew where he had gone. The leader of the demon clan seemed to have something else to do, so apart from some demons and monsters who were on guard against them, no one was paying attention to them at this moment.

Mainly because of something...

Gu Xia looked down at the thing on his wrist. He had no idea what material it was made of. It was like a pair of shackles that bound his hands behind his back.

She tried to move, it was quite strong, but this did not pose a problem for her. Gu Xia moved her spiritual sense in a corner where no one noticed.

A small animal landed silently in her sleeve.

……