In the early hours of midnight, fluorescent lights bloomed in the woodland, flickering bright and dark, soft and glaring, with subtle changes in color.
A handsome and strong man was sitting on a stone, grilling a golden scorpion five or six meters long. He is imposing, with a tall body, strong legs, tangled arms, and bulging chest muscles. He exudes a mysterious masculinity and is full of explosive power. His face was rigid and cold, his eyes were like torches, and his eyes shone with a sharp light.
Unforgettable!
There are five groups of bright lights floating around him, blooming sequentially and regularly, dispelling the darkness, and dyeing the forest with mysterious light and shadow. They are five crystal balls, the size of a fist, fluttering up and down around the man, as if something is sealed inside, there are faint and subtle voices coming out through the crystal balls, permeating the dark night.
"Come out, friend?" The man's voice was low, and he broke off a thick leg of the golden scorpion. It was nearly one meter long, steaming, and there was endless golden light. Put it near your mouth and suck it hard, close your eyes and enjoy it intoxicated.
Qin Ming came out of the darkness, had restrained the golden wings, and observed the five floating bright lights.
"Where did your friend come from?" The man broke off another golden leg and threw it to Qin Ming.
"North, near the sea." Qin Ming caught the golden leg without being polite, and sucked half of the gravy inside. It was mellow and delicious, smooth but not greasy. This should be a spirit demon comparable to the eighth or ninth level of the Xuanwu Realm, but it was easily dealt with by the man, and no scars could be seen on his body. It can be seen that he is a fierce man.
"The casual cultivator in the north? It shouldn't be the Jinpeng Dynasty."
"How did you get it?"
"When those arrogant guys met each other, they said they were the Jinpeng Dynasty, as if they were the only Dynasty in the world." The man was very disdainful, as if he had a prejudice against the Jinpeng Dynasty, and then glanced at Qin Ming's bloodstained body: "Be Who hurt it? Or was it attacked by a spirit demon?"
Qin Ming shrugged and didn't explain much.
Lu Jiuye acted as if he was embarrassed and said: "I allow you to spend the night next to me, but just for this night, don't follow me after dawn tomorrow."
This hunk still has a desire to protect? Qin Ming felt relieved: "My surname is Qin."
"My surname is Lu, and my first name is Jiuye." The man reported his name.
Qin Ming sat across from Lu Jiuye, tasting the gravy of the golden scorpion: "Spirit monsters are rarely seen in this mountain forest."
"As long as you are willing to look for it, you can always find it." Lu Jiuye was mighty and steady, his voice was deep but indifferent, obviously he didn't intend to say anything more to Qin Ming.
Are you a casual cultivator? Or the disciple of the hermit powerhouse? It doesn't matter!
Everyone in the world says that the disciples of the hermit powerhouses are mysterious and dangerous, and they should not be easily provoked. Maybe the old monsters behind him will be drawn out, but in Lu Jiuye's eyes, it doesn't matter whether they are provoked or killed. The elusiveness of bosses depends on whether your own background is strong enough. If your family is so powerful that even the royal family of the dynasty has to rely on and respect it, who would dare to act presumptuously? No matter what the background of those hidden old monsters is, in front of the powerful dynasty's top family, it is a dragon who has to coil and a tiger to nest.
Moreover, if those old monsters can be strong enough to challenge the dynasty, why is there any need to hide
The so-called seclusion is nothing more than fear of death.
It's not that Lu Jiuye didn't have any precautions, but he didn't regard Qin Ming as a threat.
At first glance, Qin Ming is very sophisticated from his eyes to his appearance, and he walks with a vague vigilance. He looks very relaxed, but he is actually ready to fight at any time. Such a person is obviously very dangerous. He is also a person who has experienced many battles, and Lu Jiuye can see through it at a glance, but on the contrary, he does not regard Qin Ming as a threat.
To be able to do what Qin Ming did, he must have gone through a lot and practiced a lot. He should be twenty years old, and almost surpassed the age limit for the Battle of the King. He did not reach the eighth level of the Xuanwu Realm until he was twenty. Humph, no How about it.
"Brother Lu, how long have you been in Wanjie Mountain?"
"After tonight, eight days."
"Have you been around recently?"
"Walk around and find a few people to practice with." Lu Jiuye has already defeated three testers in a row, and he has to admit that the wandering testers here, regardless of their combat experience, exquisite martial arts, or spiritual power In terms of casting and weapons, they are all very brilliant, and they can only be encountered among the top rookies of their "Brilliant Dynasty". Although Lu Jiuye had already defeated the three testers, they were all narrow victories. If he really wanted to fight endlessly, he could only guarantee that he would not be defeated, but he could not guarantee that he would retreat completely. Of course, he still has the most secret ultimate move, which should be reserved for the battle of the king.
"I wonder if Brother Lu has seen a black phoenix?"
"Black Phoenix?" Lu Jiuye finally became interested, and fixedly looked at Qin Ming: "Is there a black phoenix in Wanjie Mountain? Adult or juvenile?"
"Young body, able to spit out words."
"Where did you see it?" Lu Jiuye asked back, there was a juvenile black phoenix inside Wanjie Mountain? Have a good time!
"I got separated from it." Qin Ming smiled lightly.
"yours?"
"Yes."
Hehe, bragging, let the murdered run all over the mountain. Lu Jiuye tugged at the corner of his mouth in disdain, broke off a long leg, and sucked the meat juice inside: "How long have you been here?"
"Today is the first day."
"You hurt like this on the first day?" Lu Jiuye shook his head. Could it be that he came from some backcountry? He thought that he would enter the Seventh Heaven before the age of twenty and be the best in the world, so he came to Wanjie Mountain It is a challenge, but everyone who comes here is the top talent.
"There was an accident and I was in a coma for a long time."
"The Jinpeng Dynasty has controlled the Phantom Spirit Fatian and released hundreds of millions of dragon power. I heard that many new generations there have got great opportunities. With the arrogant character of the Jinpeng Dynasty, they will definitely send everyone who can be sent to Wanjie Mountain Participating in the battle of the king, so... other dynasties have also sent more people, and the kingdoms and secret realms have also sent the strongest geniuses, all wanting to test the strength of the elites of the Jinpeng Dynasty. It's more dangerous if it's lively. People who don't have any real skills may not even be able to go to the Palace of Heavenly Kings." Lu Jiuye pointed Qin Ming intentionally or unintentionally.
Qin Ming also wanted to ask about Yueqing and Bai Xiaochun's situation, but seeing Lu Jiuye's appearance, it seemed that there was nothing to ask. He ate the golden leg in his hand, got up and said goodbye.
"Going? I'm afraid you won't see the sun of Wanjie Mountain tomorrow? Don't worry, if I really wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago. I said that you are allowed to stay, so you can." Lu Jiuye picked He looked at Qin Ming from the corner of his eyebrows, with a bit of arrogance in his wildness.
"Thank you for your kindness, I still need to find someone."
Lu Jiuye waved his hand, not forcing him to stay.
But Qin Ming heard new battle sounds before he went far, but what was more clear were the shrill screams and the woman's charming laughter, echoing intermittently in the dense forest.
Not only did he hear it, but Lu Jiuye behind him also moved his ears slightly and looked deep into the forest.