"Boy, I'm afraid your plan will fail." The Demon Emperor said slowly.
They wandered around for many days, but Fu Shangqing didn't come to the door.
Xie Xingchen glanced at him: "I said, old bastard, are you out of your mind? Are you happy that I failed? That is your big enemy, okay?"
The Demon Emperor was taken aback by what he said.
That's right, if he can kill Fu Shangqing in one go, he will save trouble!
But this mistake cannot be admitted, even if it is a mistake, you have to be stubborn to the end: "Gu didn't have any hope in the first place, if he can't be killed now, he will have to settle the score in the future."
"Hehe." Xie Xingchen didn't want to talk to him.
"Do you want to continue?" the Demon Emperor asked.
"Are you willing to give up?" Xie Xingchen asked back.
The Demon Emperor sighed: "Look at you kid, you definitely don't want to!"
old bastard! Xie Xing cursed in his heart, obviously he was unwilling to give up. After all, the same trick can only be used once, if Fu Shangqing finds out that they have come before, he must be prepared for the next time.
"Go, go, keep looking."
…
Junior brother Song ran towards the exit with the group of junior sisters on his back.
The two were talking quietly.
"Senior Brother Song, Zhou Liuzong doesn't seem to be that bad! In fact, they don't have to save us at all."
"Hmm." Junior Brother Song thought for a while and said, "After all, he is a top sect, so it's inevitable that he will act domineeringly."
"Speaking of which, that senior's name is so familiar! Lu... Mingshu? Brother Song, have you heard of it somewhere?"
"It sounds familiar to me, too."
After burying his head in deep thought for a while, Junior Brother Song suddenly remembered, and shouted, "Junior Sister Ban!"
Class sister was startled by him: "What's wrong?"
"I remembered!" Junior Brother Song turned to look at her, "Lu Mingshu! The battle between Tianyuanhai and Tianyuanhai that year!"
It's been decades since this happened, and many people don't remember it. Kyushu is so big, and there are newcomers in their early years every year. No matter how dazzling they were at that time, if they haven't appeared for decades, who else will remember
Junior Brother Song will remember it because he also participated in the Tianyuanhai dispute that year and was responsible for running errands.
At that time, he was a Huawu and could only run errands, and the opponent was also a Huawu, but he commanded such a big party battle as Zhou Liuzong, how could he not keep it in mind
"It turned out to be her!" Ban Shimei coughed twice excitedly, "She's already hollowed out, really, really..."
Junior Brother Song yearned for it very much: "According to the calculation, she seems to have matured later than us. I didn't expect that this would be the end, and I don't know when we will be the end."
The class sister fell silent.
Junior Brother Song suddenly remembered that Lu Mingshu had said just now that half of the junior sister's cultivation had been crippled, and she was afraid that she would not be able to recover, so she comforted her in a low voice: "Junior sister, don't worry, we will definitely find a way to heal your injury. Your arm may not Can't recover, I heard that there is a secret technique that can lead to the regeneration of limbs, we... "
The class sister showed a weak smile: "Yes. Thank you, Brother Song."
"We are from the same sect, so who should we be?!" Halfway through the words, Junior Brother Song suddenly yelled and looked ahead vigilantly.
The lighting objects they carried could only illuminate the space of more than ten feet in front of them.
At the end of the light, I saw a shadow standing quietly, exuding a fishy smell that seemed to be there.
Both of them shook.
They are too familiar with this fishy smell, and it smells like the blood corpse that had fought hard for a long time just now!
Could it be that they encountered a blood corpse again? What should they do? Is it too late to turn back now
But he heard a chuckle of "chi" from the other party, which was very clear in the dark underground passage.
Junior Brother Song was startled: "Are you... a human?"
Blood corpses can't make such a clear sound, they can only roar indiscriminately.
The person in the shadow raised his head, and the voice came clearly: "Who were you talking about just now? Lu Mingshu? Is she here?"
After finally confirming that the other party was not a blood corpse, Junior Brother Song heaved a sigh of relief and asked, "Who is your Excellency? Why are you also underground? If you are like this, have you encountered a blood corpse before? This place is dangerous, so get out quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the class sister on his back shout: "Senior Brother Song!"
Immediately afterwards, the figure flashed, and there was a cold touch on the neck, and the smell of blood rushed straight to the nose.
Junior Brother Song suddenly widened his eyes, looking at his face exposed to the light.
With a handsome appearance and a mocking expression, this man is undoubtedly human. However…
Junior Brother Song's gaze slowly moved down, and he saw a small piece of blood red on the other party's neck, and the smell of blood came from there.
"You, you..." He found himself unable to move.
The other party came with bad intentions!
But I heard the man speak slowly: "She has come, it seems that we can't delay any longer."
With a pinch of the hand on Junior Brother Song's neck, a stream of dirty blood flowed down his arm and sank into it.
Junior Brother Song's eyes were fixed, and suddenly lost their luster.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother!" Seeing his head drooping, the class sister became anxious.
"Don't worry, it's your part too." The voice fell, and the hand also wrapped around her neck.
Ban Shimei didn't say a word, her eyes lost focus.
…
"Boy, are you giving up on yourself?" The Demon Emperor asked while leaning against the stone wall.
Not far away, Xie Xingshen squatted in front of a pot—yes, it was a pot.
The flames licked the bottom of the pot, and there was a "gurgling" sound from inside, and the aroma was tangy.
"We've been here for so many days, we should take a break." Xie Xingchen lifted the lid of the pot, poured a handful of vanilla into it, and the aroma became stronger immediately.
The Demon Emperor sighed: "If you can't get along, you can be a cook."
Xie Xingshen was very proud: "Of course! Mingshu likes my soup."
"..." the Demon Emperor said quietly, "Gu Hao wants to take back what he said earlier."
This bastard is almost brainwashed, talking about his wife every day. You will die without a wife, right
He didn't dare to ask this sentence, because he felt that the answer would be yes...
"Come here, let's have some soup!"
Just as Xie Xingshen was about to fill the soup, the Demon Emperor over there changed his posture and said vigilantly: "There is someone!"
He grinned: "Look, there is movement when I cook the soup, isn't it very effective?"
The Demon Emperor gave him a pooh and stared at the other end.
After a while, two people appeared.
One of them carried the other on his back and ran towards this side quickly. The sound of heavy breathing told them that the two were wounded.
"Transformation Realm." Xie Xingshen said softly.
The Demon Emperor sneered: "The Transformation Realm shouldn't be underestimated either! That man is very perineal."
Xie Xingshen nodded and stood up: "You two, where are you from?"
The two were very excited to see them.
"Senior, help, help!" shouted the man carrying the man on his back.
Xie Xingchen narrowed his eyes: "What's going on?"
"There are monsters, there are monsters here!" His eyes were full of horror, "Our brothers and sisters were almost eaten, please help seniors! We are disciples of Liangji Mountain, and we will definitely report to the master in the future to repay seniors for saving our lives! "