What kind of fate made He Zhizhou grab his hand by accident when he turned around and turned around.
The sky has gradually turned dark without knowing it, and the rich night has grown from the shadows of the trees covering the sky and the sun, covering the gloomy brows of the man in front of him.
How evil, domineering, and self-respecting, everyone else is running with the ball, only He Zhizhou is honored to live as an advanced version—running with the devil, and the big brother next to him starred in "The genius devil who ran away from Zhizhou" .
"Big, big big brother."
He finally couldn't laugh this time, his facial features drifted left and right like a racing car, and his voice kept shaking: "I pulled the wrong person, can we go back and change it back?"
He Zhizhou has a very clear understanding of his own strength.
His master is away from home all year round, and he loves to play. Although he is an out-and-out collector madman, he often buys a variety of secret books and exercises, but after the books are bought, they are all placed in the study by him to play the domino effect, and the accumulated ashes can pile up into a hill.
In short, just a little waste of salted fish.
And the big brother who holds his big hand and small hand is a ruthless character at first glance, looking like a hill from a distance, and looking like an angry bull from close up. His head was half the size of him, and his body was entwined with dark demonic energy, as if he hadn't bathed in eight hundred years, the black mud had all turned into essence, and fluttered beside him.
Coupled with that half-smile, incomparably ghostly expression, one word, absolutely.
"go back?"
Qi Han raised his eyebrows and sneered, his tone was very cold: "Unreasonable junior, I will first let you go to the underworld!"
The devilish energy swirled like vines, quietly wrapping around He Zhizhou's ankles and calves. The spiritual pressure was as heavy as iron, making him unable to move, and even escaping became an extravagant hope.
After Qi Han finished speaking, he raised his free hand, trying to interrupt He Zhizhou's right hand, but before the knife fell, he heard a rustling movement behind him.
His eyes were more murderous, and he turned around impatiently.
The dark bushes were artificially ripped apart, and among the dense branches of the bushes, a human head, which was reflected in green by spirit mushrooms, emerged.
The man was obviously a disciple of the Immortal Sect, with an extraordinary appearance and an extraordinary temperament.
Qi Han was impatient and frowned; when He Zhizhou saw the appearance of the person coming, his expression changed greatly, and he took a breath of cold air like a range hood.
The nose, the mouth, the eyes, the chin, and the stunted little brain he was so familiar with.
He Zhizhou can't tell whether the current situation is "there are wolves in front and tigers in the back", or "the villagers see the villagers, and the eyes are full of tears".
Jesus Christ in heaven and earth, the sword cultivator who climbed out of the bushes like a prosperous wealth not far away was actually his nemesis—
leaf! Zong! Balance!
Ye Zongheng was also dumbfounded when he first saw the scene in front of him.
As a proud disciple of Wanjianzong, he blocked the killing Buddha in the secret realm of trial, and he was so prosperous that he gained countless tokens.
Tired from playing, I naturally want to take a good rest. He originally wanted to find a cave to spend the night in, but he didn't want to stroll around like this, but he met his nemesis He Zhizhou.
When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous.
He Zhizhou didn't know what he was doing, but he was pulling and pulling with a tall and burly young man in the woods.
Aw, that's really disgusting.
The Demon Lord Qi Han on the side did not speak, but stared intently at the expression of this strange sword cultivator, his murderous aura becoming more and more intense.
He was full of demonic energy, and he should have attracted more attention than He Zhizhou, but the other party just glanced at him in a hurry, and then stared at the fool surnamed He with shock and confusion in his eyes, obviously very surprised.
He has always been smart, and he reacted immediately. Not only did the two know each other before, but they were also probably close friends.
The minds of the two people beside them turned fast, and He Zhizhou himself stood in the center of the indescribable eye of the storm, silent.
Going forward and going backward is a dead end, not to mention that he was imprisoned by Qi Han's spiritual pressure so he couldn't move.
-wrong.
Maybe he still has a chance.
He Zhizhou's eyebrows twitched, his mind was spinning rapidly, his small eyes went back and forth on the stinky faces of the two people, and a plan was slowly formed.
In Qi Han's cognition, he and Ye Zongheng must be familiar old acquaintances this time;
And from Ye Zongheng's point of view, he and the bull eldest brother are tangled and tangled, and the relationship must be very good.
In this way, wouldn't he be able to use this cognitive dislocation to completely reverse the dead end situation! Who said that being attacked by the enemy before and after is a life-and-death situation, but he wants to turn this into a double happiness!
"Ha! What, do you think you can kill me today?"
He Zhizhou sneered sternly, the soul of acting burst out at this moment, his eyes raised his chin and his voice was sharp like a knife: "I didn't expect it, my lord, I have a helper! He said earlier that he would teach you a good lesson, as far as your level is concerned, What can I do?"
This cheap and fluttering tone, parents will be so angry that they will play mixed doubles on the spot;
The facial features that are about to be lifted to the sky, the cook will be eager to take out a rolling pin and flatten it directly when he sees it.
- This is "He Shi's Acting Skill Collection: Character Design": a complacent mistress in front of her original partner.
This skill can be called the culmination of cheap tricks. Once activated, it can triple the opponent's morale.
But it's different now.
Although Qi Han and Ye Zongheng could hear that he was mocking people, they only felt that He Zhizhou was targeting them, and the other person present was what he called a "helper".
Unexpectedly, the bastard He Zhizhou not only scolded the two, but also regarded them as tools for him, just waiting to see the dog bite the dog, and a battle of the century peak.
Qi Hangui is a devil, how could he have been so blatantly provoked, his eyes were split open, his eyes widened, and the devilish energy all over his body was like a burning flame, and he suddenly jumped high.
- There is such a brazen person in the world that he couldn't beat him by himself, so he arranged a helper early. Presumably the group of goddamn righteous monks had already seen his true identity, so this game was specially set up to let him reveal his identity!
This is the most obvious humiliation, he must let these two stinky boys have no good fruit to eat today!
Ye Zongheng had fought with He Zhizhou for several years, and he had never seen him so arrogant and domineering.
- He Zhizhou is really shameless. In order to cling to the strong to deal with him, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his appearance and dragged this strong man, so he was not ashamed.
There was a very strong demonic energy around that person, probably like Pei Ji of the Xuanxu faction, he was a descendant of the demon race. But so what, everyone is a disciple of Jindan period, and all beings are equal under the swordsmanship, who is afraid of who! Dog man man off to be arrogant!
As the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy is the friend.
However, these two unfortunately listened to the slanderous words of such villains as He Zhizhou. When the two confronted each other, they were both fighting with the air, and the battle was so dangerous that they were burning with anger.
But He Zhizhou didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, and when the surrounding spiritual pressure gradually moved towards Ye Zongheng, he was finally able to let go of Qi Han's palm and stepped back a few steps, and continued to hold his neck high and shouted, "Why, don't you dare to move? Are you afraid? This? No, no one will be frightened so easily! My friend is ready, don't be a tortoise!"
Qi Han's eyes twitched.
Ye Zongheng clenched his fist.
A gust of cold wind blew through, raising the long black hair and fluttering gowns of the two of them.
Demonic energy and sword energy are invisible but have quality. In the dark of night, swords and swords are fighting each other. There is a tendency for the mountains and rains to come and the wind is filling the building. One or two humming sword sounds can be vaguely heard, hitting the eardrums.
Qi Han's face was gloomy and frosty: "You brat, you are quite brave."
Ye Zongheng was amused by the aggressive temperament he exuded all over his body. Disdainfully sneered: "When you are killed by me, you will find that I am more courageous."
"Straight!"
The demonic energy surged like a black fog, as if it would attack violently in the next instant, Qi Han said sharply: "We are just different from you and others, so we will suffer all the scorn and kill you. Today I will slaughter you. This madman, look at this secret realm, who else dares to point fingers at us!"
He Zhizhou knew very well and understood that the "we" he said was referring to the demons.
This person is really thick-skinned. He ignored the spirit fox who was almost exterminated. He said, "It's just different from you and others." Kill.
He murdered and set fire, he slaughtered the whole family, but he knew that he was a good cockroach.
Do you need a reason to destroy pests
Ye Zongheng was shocked when he heard the words, his gentle and fair face turned into a mess in an instant.
- No, big brother, if you really want to hold hands with He Zhizhou, just do it!
Knowing that the two of you have a really different relationship... but there's no need to be so cynical! When other people see the two of you, they will at most get together to discuss a few words, what is "killing all the madmen" and "killing the madmen", are you sick!
Ye Zongheng drew his sword out of the scabbard, his face was coldly white reflected by the sword light, and his voice was also a little cold: "It's useless to talk more, come on! Don't even try to escape today!"
This stinky boy actually wants to slaughter all the demons in the secret realm!
Qi Han laughed loudly, his spiritual energy soared in a matter of seconds, and the turbulent black tide swept through the air with overwhelming force, attacking Ye Zongheng not far away!
It was only at this time that Ye Zongheng finally realized that something was wrong.
This burly bull-like uncle has amazing spiritual power, not at the level of a Jindan cultivator at all, and his demonic energy is too pure, with zero pollution and zero addition, and he can't detect a trace of righteousness. This does not seem to be a serious person who came to participate in the trial.
But a very orthodox Demon Race, and the cultivation base is not low.
Ye Zongheng glanced at He Zhizhou one last time with a surprised look on his face before being rushed into the air by the surging and vast demonic energy. Thinking of his abnormal words and demeanor, he finally vaguely understood something in his heart, struggling to shout, "Brother, you were deceived by him!"
Qi Han was even more angry when he heard the words.
Of course he knew that he had been deceived by He Zhizhou, otherwise he would not have revealed his identity, been in this place, and fell into the siege of decent swordsmen. This man succeeded in his trick, but he still had to show off so blatantly afterward...
Murder and torture, why is this!
Qi Han was furious, so angry that he broke his voice: "Here! Me! Shut up! Mouth!"
As soon as the words fell, layers of demonic energy surged up, and rushed forward like a long dragon. Although Ye Zongheng was willing to parry, he was mercilessly knocked into the air.
- This turned out to be a demon of Nascent Soul!
The pure-bred demons had long since disappeared, and he couldn't figure out where He Zhizhou found this thing in front of him. Cutting him was like cutting vegetables. If he bumped into other disciples of the Golden Core period, he might still be able to make it. A full-man banquet.
Ye Zongheng was stunned by the demonic energy, and his internal organs were turned upside down. He had never been humiliated like this before, and just as he was about to curse, he suddenly saw a snow-white figure flashing by his side.
When he looked closely, He Zhizhou stepped on his right foot with his left foot, and then stepped on his left foot with his right foot. Relying on the constant stepping of his two feet, he gradually rose into the air like climbing a ladder!
-are you crazy! ! !
Although He Zhizhou and Ye Zongheng had always been at odds with each other, he was not so mad that he wanted to give his nemesis to the devil as a vegetable.
He couldn't move due to the pressure of demonic energy before, so he could only stand there and wait to die. The reason why they deliberately provoked a conflict between the two was just to divert Qi Han's attention, intending to escape from the coercion before taking the opportunity to escape with Ye Zongheng.
And now, when Ye Zongheng was rushed into the sky by the demonic energy, it was the best time for them to escape!
He Zhizhou didn't care about Ye Zongheng's horrified face, he dragged his collar around the back of his neck and ran into the dense forest, while fleeing in a hurry, he explained: "This is a long story. With the strength of the two of us, we are definitely far behind him. The most urgent task is to escape as soon as possible and join the others."
In the world he used to live in, there was a god named Buffett, who was invincible and slaughtered the Quartet.
But if the two of them want to duel with Qi Han, they will become a veritable "Bajiute". They will be invincible in battle, and will be killed by the Quartet. In the end, it is no different from giving away heads for charity. Rolled and ruthlessly harvested as leeks.
Ye Zongheng was dragged by the collar behind him and fled all the way. I don't know if it was out of anger or annoyance.
He Zhizhou went against the wind and could only piece together his meaning by blurring a few syllables: My heart is so tired, if I die, He Zhizhou, you are the murderer.
He Zhizhou could only follow his words: "Okay, um, um, I see, remember to drink more hot water to restore your health when you go back."
After that, Ye Zongheng said a lot as if he was reciting the scriptures. The voice became smaller and more strange. The whole figure was like a dead fish washed up on the shore. .
When He Zhizhou turned his head impatiently, he realized that he had somehow passed out with his eyes closed and his tongue sticking out.
He Zhizhou finally understood.
It turned out that what he wanted to say was, "The neck is so tight... uh- I'm going to die, He Zhizhou, let go!"
He Zhizhou turned him over with a blank expression, as if he was swiping Indian cakes. A mournful cry resounded in the silent woods, which was his last tenderness towards Ye Zongheng.
"Hey."