"Master, the Lord of Soul Break City is just a reckless man, so just kill him directly."
Di Minglie leaned against the gorgeous soft cushions, his eyes slightly blurred, looking at the spring breeze and green willows on the river bank, not knowing what he was thinking.
His subordinate's words brought him back from deep thought.
He was yesterday's coachman.
"Bastard." The cup in his hand hit the man kneeling on the ground hard.
"Bang." A red blood mark slowly appeared on the man's head.
The man lowered his head in fear: "Master, calm down."
"Do you think that the Lord of Hunduan City is easy to mess with? His martial arts are unfathomable, and he is in charge of Hunduan City. He can kill at will."
Di Minglie's voice was as cold as broken gold and jade.
It would be humiliating for him to think that his majestic King Qi was looked down upon by a city lord.
"But the land on Lava Street." The man was worried.
He listened to what his master and the Lord of Soul Breaking City said yesterday.
The main thing in Soul Breaking City is not just gold coins.
The main things in Hunduan City are fairy grass and spiritual fruits.
The master's hand is also very scarce. Where can I get it
"Damn Yin Juexiao, he is so presumptuous, I will never forgive him."
Di Minglie's eyes drifted to the sky, and his eyes were full of dark coldness.
"The most important thing in Soul Breaking City."
"Let the shadows go to the palace to steal it. If you can't get it, come back and see me." Di Minglie raised the corners of his lips coldly and smiled arrogantly.
"Ah, let's go to the palace again."
The man's body stiffened, and a look of helplessness flashed across his eyes.
You must know that six years ago, they went to the palace's elixir storehouse to steal the Cleansing Pill. In the past six years, the Lingcao Pavilion and the elixir storehouse in the palace had been heavily guarded.
The people who keep it are all first-class masters.
But even in the imperial palace, there would not be the three kinds of spiritual fruits, fairy grass, and divine water that Hunduancheng wanted.
These things are rare in the world and can only be found in the Exiled Land, but there is a place more terrifying than the Death Mountain.
"When the Northern Kingdom was defeated, they donated a Sun-Moon Heart-Refining Fruit to our country. My father has not taken it these years. As for the Tianxing Hailan and Thousand Suns Divine Water, I will find another way."
Di Minglie's lips were pursed tightly, suppressing the emotions exploding in his body.
*******
The night had just darkened, and thick fog was spreading and spreading, creating a peaceful night.
In the depths of Hunduan City, there are dark shadows, water and light, dotted with fireflies and candles, what a picture under the moon!
The moon-white figure sat on the roof, enjoying the refreshing night and looking at the star-studded night sky.
"like…"
The shadows of the trees were whirling, the moon was high and the wind was dark. The person sitting just moved his head slightly and moved his head to one side.
The man walked out of the night, dressed in red and arrogantly. When he walked under the moonlight, his handsome face looked even brighter in the moonlight.
The moonlight shone down, and his side face was covered with a faint starlight.
Different from the peerless elegance of Emperor Liu Shang, the one of Demon Lotus is the stars in the dark night.
Eyes on each other!
Yun Tingruo's clothes are swaying, and strands of green silk are flying in the wind.
Time stood still silently for a moment, but at that moment, it sped up at a faster speed.
Six years have passed and nothing has changed in Mo Lian.
They still look vaguely like they did when they met.
"Magic Lotus." Yun Tingruo felt particularly friendly when she saw him.
Mo Lian stepped forward and sat next to Yun Tingruo.
"What do you want to ask."
Mo Lian is always so straightforward, he will never go around the topic.
"What are you doing in Death Mountain?"
Yun Tingruo would not say anything polite in front of Mo Lian. They had only met for six years, but it felt like they had known each other for a lifetime.
"Dig a grave."
Not urgent, not slow, not too hasty, not too slow, Magic Lotus said softly.
Yun Tingruo had a black thread and went to the Death Mountain to dig a grave. Only the Demon Lotus could do it.
"Who is in the grave?"
Both of them have the same characteristics, that is, they speak briefly and have a cold expression.
Only when facing people close to you can you gain so much popularity.
Every time Yun Tingruo is with Mo Lian, he often sees his past life.
Under the starlight and moonlight in the sky, for a long time, Mo Lian's eyes darkened, and her tone was cold: "My mother."
"Your mother...?"
Yun Tingruo was surprised, how could Demon Lotus's mother be in Death Mountain
"Ten years ago, I promised her that she would be buried with the man she loved for ten years. Ten years later, it's time for me to bring her back."
The corner of Mo Lian's mouth raised slightly, very lightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, murderous intent began to appear in his eyes, which was terrifying.
Yun Tingruo didn't have any fear and grabbed the cold hand of Demon Lotus. His hand was always so cold and never warm.
"Do you need my help?"
Her relationship with Magic Lotus was just a pure and simple friendship, nothing more.
The clothes of the two people were blown by the wind and intertwined, white and red intertwined, playing a prosperous song.
Mo Lian shook his head, knowing that he would not ask more questions.
When he stayed in the world of killers, she was still a little girl, but she understood him very well.
This surprised Mo Lian, who had never been alone.
Why does a seven-year-old girl understand herself better than he does
That's why he stayed in the world of killers from one month to one year, and then took Yun Tingruo to the Misty Demon Palace.
Ruo's intelligence, skill, and mind conquered the elders of the Demon Palace, and his proposal received the support of the believers.
In the fourth year, Yun Tingruo became the deputy leader of the Piaomiao Demon Palace.
But because Yun Tingruo has his own world of killers, he usually doesn't care about matters in Piaomiao Demon Palace.
Unless something big happens in Piaomiao Demon Palace, Yun Tingruo will intervene.
And he is the same, even though he is the second most powerful person in the world of killers.
But it doesn’t matter if it’s not a big deal.
"I asked Suyu to prepare a few more boxes of thunder stones and iron guns for you. I will have them sent to Hongya Cave when the time comes."
Yesterday I met Suyu to talk about this matter.
"Iron guns are useless." Mo Lian's voice was very soft.
"What the hell is Death Mountain?"
Yun Tingruo came here out of curiosity. She had read several ancient books when she learned that Magic Lotus was going to Death Mountain.
Apart from a few words, it has no use at all.
"It's full of ghosts, the Dead Swamp."
The smile in Mo Lian's eyes quickly faded, and it was dark. It was full of darkness, and it was so thick that it couldn't be opened.
Yun Tingruo was suddenly startled. She stared at the magic lotus sideways: "Ghost."
In the electric light and flint, the abnormality of the magic lotus and the sudden changes of the magic lotus all reappeared in my mind like floating lights.
"There is a ghost of death living in my body."
The magic lotus's eyes flashed, and a strange and demonic aura spread.
Deep in the eyes, there seemed to be a touch of white floating vaguely.
…death…ghost…
My heart suddenly suffocated, how could this be possible
Silence, two seconds of silence, deathly silence!
Yun Tingruo's eyes widened, and all his thoughts became clear in an instant. It turned out that the magic lotus was not the reason why he became possessed while practicing martial arts.