Chapter 1727

"Hua Hua..."

Shen Feng sat in Su Wan's room, listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom and frowning. She didn't know why Su Wan didn't tell herself such an important thing.

The sound of the water stopped. Su Wan came out with a bath towel around her shoulder. A pair of slender and straight legs shook in front of Shen Feng.

"What do you think?" Su Wan straddled Shen Feng's legs and put a pair of lotus root arms on his shoulders.

"Did you bring ghost beads this time?" Shen Feng asked Su Wan.

"Giggle..." Su Wan suddenly laughed wildly after hearing his words.

"What are you laughing at?" Shen Feng frowned at Su Wan.

"You don't think that ghost pearl is a baby." Su Wan smiled.

"The holy thing of the thousand demons association is kept by our ghost gate. Isn't it a treasure?" Shen Feng asked.

Su Wan didn't answer. She just went to her suitcase and took out a wooden box from it.

"Click." When the box was opened, an evil spirit was released from the box.

Although there is evil spirit, it is not very strong. It can't be compared with the smell of magic bone.

After the box was fully opened, only a dark green bead appeared.

Shen Feng recognized at a glance that although it was decorated by craftsmen after tomorrow, it was actually an inner pill of demons, and the power of inner pill was not very strong, far less than the dragon he had killed.

To him, it's not a treasure at all.

"This... Is the ghost pearl?" Shen Feng couldn't laugh or cry.

"Yes, it's a ghost pearl." Su Wan said with a smile, "compared with your magic bone and burning blood jade, it's not even fur. My sister and I didn't specifically tell you."

Then she sat on Shen Feng's lap again and exhaled like LAN tunnel, "here are just the two of us. Do you want to do something?"

"Well, what do you want to do?" Shen Feng smiled and grabbed her bath towel with one hand.

"Brush!" The bath towel slipped, Su wanjiao shouted, and Shen Feng took her into his arms.

"Hate..." Su Wan's jade arm hugged Shen Feng, and she was coyly angry, but there was a happy smile on her face

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The next morning, the thousand demons meeting was held as scheduled.

But the place where the thousand demons meeting was held was not a hotel, but an open space in the back mountain of Thai Games city.

This open space is usually a wasteland, but every time the thousand demons meeting will be held here, so according to the tradition, this place is also here.

The grass in the open space was pulled out in advance and put on a temporary platform. Each sect also has its own position. It is surrounded by dense woods... It gives people the overall feeling that this is not a thousand magic games, but a wilderness games.

Su Wan, as a representative of the ghost sect, sat in the middle of the stage. With her, there were other sect leaders and sect representatives.

Among many people, only Su Wan and Xue Hao are young people. Almost all the others are old men. Below are disciples of various sects. There are a large number of martial arts people the day after tomorrow.

It's a complete mob.

Shen Feng also mingled with this mob, still dressed up yesterday

These people have been here for more than an hour, and there are no seats here. They are standing and waiting. Some people are impatient.

"Why don't you start?" People whispered below.

"Who knows, maybe he's waiting for someone."

"These people are here. Who can we wait for?" Said a young man.

"Blind? Don't you see that the middle position is always empty? " Said a man in his forties.

"Yes, who is in the middle? Is it a ghost gate?" Asked the young man.

"No, it's Shura." The man in his forties continued, "Shura gate has always been the leader of the evil clan. It is juxtaposed with the ghost gate and Luocha gate as the three major sects of the evil clan. Luocha gate was destroyed by Shen Feng, the leader of the ghost gate, and almost abandoned.

But now Shura has become a big sect. Although it is not as good as the ghost gate, it is not much different. "

"Oh..."

After listening to the middle-aged man's explanation, the people around showed such an expression.

Shen Feng heard these words clearly. Shura gate is indeed the leader of the evil sect, which he also knew.

And the initiator of this thousand demons meeting is the sect leader of Shura!

Shura gate had made friends with Luocha gate before. Although he wanted to help Luocha gate retaliate, Shen Feng, as a member of the dragon group, was backed by the dragon group. Shura gate didn't dare to act rashly.

"Hello! Hooligans, what are you doing? " A woman patted Shen Feng behind her.

Shen Feng turned around and saw Zhang Weiwei smiling at herself.

"Wait here, of course." Shen Feng replied casually, "don't call me a hooligan, okay? What have I done to you? "

"Hum, I like it." Zhang Weiwei snorted.

While talking, a group of people said, "look, the master of Shura gate is coming."

Shen Feng and Zhang Weiwei also followed their reputation. They saw an old man in his 60s coming. The old man was about 1.7 meters tall and wearing a black robe.

His eyes were gloomy and hale. The most important thing was that he had only one arm, and the other sleeve was empty. Obviously, he had no arms.

This man is the Shura sect leader. He is called the ghost Shura.

Ghost Shura was followed by seven or eight men in black. These people looked cold and solemn. They had the temperament of people of the demon sect, but they were different in nature. They were just deep in B.

Even though ghost Shura has only one arm, his internal Qi cultivation is also the best among all the people present, almost equal to Fubo!

"An arm?" Shen Feng looked at ghost Shura and frowned.

"Why is the great Shura sect leader disabled?" A man whispered.

As soon as the voice fell, the ghost Shura noticed it. His eyes sank and several purple silver needles were drawn in his sleeve.

"Brush..." the silver needle flew over and disappeared into the body of the speaker.

"Ah..." the man fell to the ground and kept rolling after he was hit by a silver needle, whining bitterly.

"The mouth is not clean!" Ghost Shura cold tunnel.

"Sir, my younger martial brother knows his mistake. Please raise your hand and give us an antidote." An older man quickly begged for mercy.

These are martial artists. Everyone can see that the man's cry is caused by poisoning.

"Get out!" Ghost Shura Leng drank, "this is his due punishment. If there is no antidote within three days, he will fester and die!"

With that, he shook his big sleeve and walked towards the high platform.

"This man is really insidious. Just teach him a lesson. As for killing?" Zhang Weiwei whispered.

The ghost Shura's hearing seemed very sensitive. He followed the sound and looked at Zhang Weiwei