If the subscription ratio is lower than 70%, you can only see the update after 36 hours. You can only walk on your feet for thirty miles, not to mention a person on your back, so the speed of travel is naturally very slow. .
Fortunately, this person is not heavy, probably because it was burned so that only one person was left, it was very easy to carry.
The road was also clean, and even a snake, worm, rat and ant could not be seen.
And where they are going is also very eye-catching.
Thirty miles away, Xu Xingzhi could see a giant tower standing in the southeast. It reached the sky, floating light and gold, and looking around, only there were traces of artificial axe.
Even without Sombra's instructions, Xu Xingzhi would definitely choose to go there.
There is no daylight in the wilderness, and the sky is dark, like a pus in the eyes of an old man. It should have been a new rain here, the showers have just ended, the sky is dark, the trees are lush, and the green tide is melting.
Xu Xingzhi was trudging through the forest with a dying corpse on his back.
But after all, the surroundings were too quiet, so quiet that it made one's heart tremble, and Xu Xingzhi simply whistled.
The whistle was clear, as if it could seep into the wet rocks.
He played an ancient ditty fluently, and then praised himself sincerely: "It's really good."
The man behind him moved slightly, and a hot air blew onto his neck.
… as if laughing.
But when Xu Xingzhi turned his head, his head was quietly resting on his back, motionless.
Probably an illusion.
Passing through the woods, jagged hills began to appear one after another. Xu Xingzhi's legs were weak, and he was really exhausted. He simply picked up a dry cave and drilled into it.
There was a moss-covered rock in the cave. Xu Xingzhi wanted to put the man down against the rock, but he found that the arms seemed to be stiff, and he almost exhausted all his strength to wrap around his neck. , leaving only a little room to breathe.
It's good that Xu Xingzhi didn't put him down. If he planned to put him down, he would easily strangle him to death if he was not careful.
Xu Xingzhi was very helpless, and he didn't dare to pat his body, for fear of accidentally shaking his fragile arms and legs: "Hey, wake up. Can you wake up?"
The person behind him wriggled.
Xu Xingzhi said, "Let's rest here for a while. You let me go."
The person behind him struggled to let go of his curled arm a little, but did not really let go of Xu Xingzhi, but clenched the corner of his clothes.
His voice was still hoarse after being burned out: "...Are you going?"
Although this face is so terrifying, Xu Xingzhi's heart is quite calm.
On the one hand, he just had a short fight with the monster, and his face was splattered with blood, and now everything is calm.
On the other hand, in the wilderness where monsters are crowded, a monster that basically maintains the shape of a human does not seem to be so scary.
Xu Xingzhi placed the man on the rock, and carefully removed his coat, wrapped it around him, and said, "...don't go."
The man's burned-out eyes looked straight at Xu Xingzhi, and said weakly, "Why save me?"
Xu Xingzhi tucked his clothes away: "Why are there so many?"
He murmured, "What if I die on your back?"
Xu Xingzhi thought it was amusing: "Of course I carry you home. Could it be possible to throw you in the middle of the road?"
After that, he stood up and said, "There is a river outside, I'll go get some water and come back. Don't peel off your clothes, or you won't cry if your flesh is torn."
The man grabbed the clothes that Xu Xingzhi wrapped for him like a puppy: "...It doesn't hurt."
When Xu Xingzhi left, he grabbed Xu Xingzhi's sleeve and sniffed it greedily.
Pieces of flesh on his body rustled as he pulled, but he didn't seem to notice the pain at all.
He whispered, "Senior brother, brother."
Xu Xingzhi walked out of the cave and squatted down by the river. He still had a sense of unreality in his heart, and he couldn't go.
He squatted down and tried to wash the blood off his hands, but while he was washing, the bloody smell became more and more thick, which was unbearable.
Xu Xingzhi's knees suddenly softened, and he retched several times by the river, but didn't spit out anything.
He wiped his mouth, lay down by the river, looked up at the wild green sky, and reached out to touch his waist.
The so-called dagger soaked with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is still there, reminding Xu Xingzhi of his unfinished task.
Xu Xingzhi didn't notice that in the forest dozens of feet away from him, a snake head the size of a dustpan slowly swam out.
The snake only had a complete head, and the torso was a snake bone, with only some carrion attached to it.
The snake silently spit out a bright red letter in the direction of Xu Xingzhi, and moved its jaw again.
Its jaws are open enough to bite off Xu Xingzhi's head.
Xu Xingzhi was ignorant, just lying in a daze.
The snake approached Xu Xingzhi step by step, but stopped when he was only ten feet away.
After a while, it seemed to smell something terrible, turned its head, and fled frantically. The snake bones swept across the ashes, making a sharp snapping sound.
Xu Xingzhi heard the abnormal sound, and immediately touched the dagger at his waist, turned over at the same time, and looked back—
There was nothing behind him, except for some strange traces that meandered all the way to the edge of the forest and disappeared.
… Hold.
Xu Xingzhi judged that this was not a place to stay for a long time, and swiftly picked a broad leaf from a tree by the river, washed it with water, simply rolled it up, and filled it with a little water.
While filling the water, he accidentally caught a glimpse of his own reflection on the water.
Rao knew that this place was dangerous, but Xu Xingzhi couldn't help but spend time for a while.
This face is really not bad, with a slender appearance, quite the style of a chivalrous person and a celebrity, the face does not move, it is full of energy, and the eyebrows, mouth and nose are all in line with the word "handsome".
Probably because his temperament is too dignified and pure, and there is a teardrop in the corner of his left eye, Xu Xingzhi's face is straight, and he can see a bit of abstinence.
Xu Xingzhi thought that God actually gave this face to this broken mouth, which is really a waste of time.
When Xu Xingzhi sighed, the big snake that re-slid into the forest was tumbling silently and painfully on the ground.
-Its joints are being broken one by one by some strange force, the sound is loud, like a broken grass.
When Xu Xingzhi returned to the cave, he found that the shadow had already sat up, with a dry grass in his hand.
The withered grass started from the end, and he had broken several breaks.
As he folded, he counted: "... five, six, seven..."
Seeing Xu Xingzhi coming back, he put his hands behind him and looked up at Xu Xingzhi.
… the obsessive cuteness.
Seeing that he was in good spirits, Xu Xingzhi urged him after feeding him water, "Let's go quickly. Something is not right here."
The shadow nodded, put down the folded weeds in his hands, and stretched out his two arms with a clear meaning.
… to back.
Xu Xingzhi looked at him for a while: "I don't think you are seriously injured, get up and go by yourself."
The shadow didn't move, just looked up at Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi confronted him for a few seconds, unmoved: "Get up."
Hei Ying still had his arms open and his chin slightly retracted, looking extremely aggrieved.
Xu Xingzhi persisted for a while in the face of the man whose facial features could not be seen, and frowned impatiently: "... tsk."
When leaving the cave again, the shadow was still lying on Xu Xingzhi's back, wrapped in Xu Xingzhi's robe.
Xu Xingzhi rolled up his trouser legs and waded toward the opposite bank, but the shadow turned back and looked at the dense forest, and smiled coldly.
The bone snake lay down in the forest, the bones twisted into a mess, and the ground was full of remnants after struggling.
It fell among the weeds, and has long since lost its breath.
A swarm of ants the size of a broad bean sprang from the nest, and in no time at all, they carved up the bone snake.
The strange thing is that when they passed by the footprints in the forest that Xu Xingzhi had just stepped on, they were all afraid to avoid it and bypassed directly, as if a terrifying beast had just passed there.
I didn't say a word for the thirty-mile journey. After all, it was a bit boring. Xu Xingzhi spent more than twenty miles. After sorting out the original owner's memory, he found that most of them were scattered details, and they were not a little complete. , even the appearance of Meng Chongguang is blurred.
Xu Xingzhi thought it strange at first, but it was reasonable when he thought about it. This memory was peeled off from a dead person.
The only thing he knows now is that Meng Chongguang has a cinnabar mole in the center of his forehead.
To kill Meng Chongguang, the knife must be taken from there.
Boring left and right, Xu Xingzhi took the initiative to talk to the person on his back: "How did you get hurt?",
The man said hoarsely, "... Someone plotted against it."
Xu Xingzhi asked again, "How long have you been in the wilderness?"
"I don't remember. It feels like a hundred years old," he said.
Xu Xingzhi thought he was joking, and went straight to the topic: "Do you know Meng Chongguang?"
Hei Ying was silent for a moment: "What are you doing to him?"
Xu Xingzhi found out that there is a door, he was not surprised, and replied: "He is my junior brother..."
Hei Ying was just about to say something, when the two suddenly heard a loud noise in the distance, and a wave of spiritual power wrapped in hot wind pushed over, almost swept Xu Xingzhi to the ground.
The source of the loud noise is the direction of the giant tower in the southeast.
The shadow showed a rare look of anxiety, and pushed Xu Xingzhi's shoulder: "That's the place, go! Go!"
According to Xu Xingzhi's personality, he must immediately turn around and run to the northwest, the faster the better, and never touch the moldy head, but when he thought that Meng Chongguang might be there, Xu Xingzhi simply gritted his teeth and moved towards the direction of the tower. Run away.
The closer he got to the center of the battle, the more restless Xu Xingzhi felt on his back.
In the same way, the closer to the edge of the giant tower, the more inexplicable oppression made Xu Xingzhi breathless.
The first person to enter Xu Xingzhi's line of sight was a young man standing on a cliff. A half terrifying iron ghost face blocked his upper face. He was at a high place, and his black clothes were flying like a crow. There are lilac flying glare.
… but this is a small crow.
Xu Xingzhi remembered this person, and he also appeared in his own words. He is Meng Chongguang's subordinate, a ghost repairer, and is proficient in the art of fighting ghosts.
But Xu Xingzhi hadn't had time to give him a name.
To be precise, in the whole book, Xu Xingzhi only named Meng Chongguang.
In Xu Xingzhi's vision, the world is divided into four ways: human cultivation, demon cultivation, ghost cultivation, and demon cultivation. Among them, only the human cultivation line is recognized as the right path and has the ability to lead the three worlds.
The so-called demon cultivation is that the essence of heaven and earth is born from things, and it is transformed by the cultivation of animals and plants.
The so-called ghost cultivation is based on the principle of "all living beings must die, and death must return to the earth", which can control ghosts and corpses.
As for human cultivation and magic cultivation, they are both human, but the road is facing the sky, and they walk on one side. Human cultivation, Taoism cultivation, and heart cultivation, pay attention to the long flow of water and nature; magic cultivation, bone and skin repair, pay attention to fire cooking oil, Insanely charming.
And those who are trapped in the wild, without exception, are not monsters, ghosts, and people who have made mistakes and fallen into evil ways.
Xu Xingzhi looked at it with extreme eyes, and sure enough, there were several ragged ghosts flying up and down like shuttles, each holding a sharp blade, fighting furiously with the enemy.
Their foreheads were flashing with lavender cloud patterns that were the same color as the palm of the ghost-faced youth.
The ghost-faced youth was at a high place. Although he said that his entire body was pitch black, it was too conspicuous. Soon, a sharp arrow aimed at his chest, like lightning flying through a gap, and went straight away.
When the arrow was more than ten feet away from him, a nine-turn tassel spear that was more than half a zhang suddenly protected him in front of him, touching the tip of the arrow.
The two fronts touched each other, and an electric arc was drawn, and the tassel spear just split the arrowhead from the middle!
Afterwards, there was a phantom floating in front of the ghost-faced youth, and a figure gradually appeared.
The figure grabbed the end of the tassel spear, shaking his wrist, causing the tassel spear to draw a perfect arc in mid-air.
It was a very handsome young man, but unfortunately there was a little lilac cloud pattern between his eyebrows.
… This shows that he is nothing more than a ghost.
He temporarily abandoned the fierce battle below, turned to face the little young man wearing the ghost mask, leaned down, kissed the tip of his mask's nose, and said with a smile, "...why are you being so careless, I don't know how to hide? Hold on."
The ghost-faced youth was startled, embarrassed and annoyed: "Zhou Beinan, hurry up and get down!"
With a pinch of his fingertips, the purple light floated, and the young man with the gun fell off the cliff uncontrollably.
The ghost-faced youth touched the tip of his nose, bit his full lips, and the corners of his mouth turned down, as if he was sulking.
Xu Xingzhi sighed sincerely when he heard the shadow behind him: "...It's okay."
Xu Xingzhi asked him, "What should I do now?"
The shadow turned towards the sky and whistled.
Xu Xingzhi didn't know what he was doing, and just wanted to ask in detail, a skeleton suddenly emerged from behind a huge rock, so frightened that Xu Xingzhi almost didn't take a breath.
It was a female skeleton, the whole body was clean from top to bottom, and there was no trace of flesh, but there was still a cloud of black hair, which was properly coiled by her, and she pulled a long sash on it.
The first time she saw the charred man, she was surprised: "You are just going out to relax, how did you do this?"
Sombra didn't answer, only asked coldly, "What's going on?"
The bone girl stretched out her jagged right hand with only bones left, and put it on the black shadow's left wrist vein, and said, "It's the one that sealed the mountain."
Black Shadow sneered: "... over-the-top."
The bone girl's bones began to glow with light green light, pushing a wave of light into the black shadow: "I will heal you first. ... You don't have to worry. Even if you don't come back, Qu Chi and Zhou Beinan can win. "
Hearing this conversation, Xu Xingzhi felt that something was a little strange, but the collision of the treasures and the screaming and miserable howls interfered with his thoughts, and he no longer thought about it, he took a head out from their hiding place.
In the melee, it's hard to tell the difference between the enemy and me. Everyone is wearing quilted clothes and looks haggard. If you insist on saying something is different, it is probably a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.
She was very thin, her brown bunt was torn to pieces, and her sleeves were rolled up above her elbows, revealing her thin wrists as white as frost.
In contrast to all of this, there is a sword in each of her hands. The two swords are made of bronze. If they stand up, they are not much shorter than her height, but she can easily wave it with one hand. He slashed the opponent's neck with one sword.
There were several bloodstains on her face, which made her white and weak.
As the bone girl said, the group of people who came to harass the giant tower quickly retreated like a tide, dragging their soldiers away.
The girl clenched her two knives, put them back into the cross-shaped scabbards on her back, and tried to chase after them.
Xu Xingzhi was in a hurry, he came out of his hiding place and shouted, "Don't chase!"
The place of battle was in the empty valley, but his voice swayed in layers, circling endlessly.
The girl turned her head when she heard the sound and saw a strange man, she was not surprised and tilted her head slightly.
The ghost-faced youth standing on the cliff also looked at the sound, the purple light in his palm disappeared, and the talisman that he used to manipulate the group of ghosts and floated in the air fell to the ground with a click.
He murmured: "... Senior Brother Xu?"
The girl was not afraid of him, and raised her voice to ask, "Why don't you chase? They have already escaped!"
Xu Xingzhi pointed in the direction they left: "The flag has not fallen, and the formation has not been chaotic when escaping. Have you ever seen such an orderly escape?"
The girl was startled, not knowing whether she should go after him or not.
The bone girl who was treating the shadow just now looked at Xu Xingzhi sluggishly, and the skeleton made a creaking trembling sound.
"Listen to him."
A cold command sound came from behind Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi looked back and was stunned.
Black Shadow's burned body stretched out, and the dehydrated body grew rapidly, and his height quickly surpassed Xu Xingzhi.
He is like a butterfly after its feathering, with its scorched skin and fleshy cocoon removed, revealing the true nature inside.
His skin is very white, so white that it feels faintly glowing. The so-called "manly sultry", he probably only occupies the last two words, and his body is covered in a foggy and lazy state, but he doesn't scream. People are bored, the corners of his eyes are slightly pointed upwards, and the end of his eyes is dyed with a touch of natural red.
He wrapped his body in Xu Xingzhi's robe, but he was a little more charming than not wearing anything, and he didn't block anything that should be blocked.
Xu Xingzhi only looked at his face for a moment, but he couldn't look away from his groin.
… Hold.
This person looks like a pretty girl, and it's bigger than me when she pulls it out.
Xu Xingzhi thought about it for a long time before realizing that he had lost something very important just now.
… This person seems to have a very beautiful cinnabar mole between his eyebrows.
Xu Xingzhi looked up and met a pair of peach blossom eyes.
The owner of the peach blossom eye and the cinnabar mole just looked at Xu Xingzhi so directly, his eyes were like a deep pool, both seductive and possessive: "Senior brother, I have been waiting for you for so many years. , you finally came to me."
With tears in his eyes, Chongguang turned back and smiled sweetly: "Yes, Senior Brother Xu."
... so cute.
Xu Xingzhi turned around and thought as he walked, since the name has been set, what is the surname
He picked it up by himself, so call him Xu
No, if the surname is Xu, my brother will definitely disagree.
After thinking about it, Xu Xingzhi took a selfie.
… Let’s go back and look up the surnames of hundreds of families, close your eyes and use a pen to draw a circle, whichever you circle is the one.
Just after he made up his mind, Xu Xingzhi saw Zhou Beinan, carrying a long steel spear, stepping out of a rippling light gate.
As soon as he landed, he saw Xu Xingzhi, and Zhou Beinan silently rolled his eyes into the Tianling Gai.
Xu Xingzhi held a folding fan, opened his arms while walking, and said with a smile, "Look, who is this back?"
Zhou Beinan said with contempt: "...you just shake things like that, what a formality."
Xu Xingyi walked over swayingly: "Even if I roll away, don't the disciples here still have to call me Senior Brother Xu?"
Zhou Beinan: "... Haha."
Xu Xingzhi didn't shy away, went up to hook up on Zhou Beinan's shoulder, and tapped his chest with the handle of the fan: "Why, do you still remember the hatred from the last Tianbang competition? I said how careful you are?"
Zhou Beinan let him hook up, and snorted coldly: "It is impossible to win. You are too embarrassed to mention it."
Xu Xingzhi laughed happily: "What is victory without force?"
He played with the folding fan in his hand, and with one rotation, the folding fan turned into a sharp and hard-edged sword.
He turned the hilt of the sword again, and the body of the sword turned into a long spear with a bronze snake head carved.
Xu Xingzhi played the spear around a few times, and then turned the spear back into the bamboo fractured fan.
"Aren't you good at fighting each other with spearmen?" Xu Xingzhi threw up the fan with his right hand and took it again, "... It's a shame that you still lose to me."
Zhou Beinan couldn't be more angry: "... nonsense, didn't you say before the competition that you wouldn't use your broken fan to do tricks during the competition?"
"Oh my god." Xu Xingzhi's eyes widened, "We grew up together, you would believe what I said. Fatty Zhou, you are so cute."
Zhou Beinan: "… "
Without saying a word, he drew the long spear from his back and stabbed it with his backhand.
Between the lightning and flint, Xu Xingzhi dodged, and the folding fan in his hand turned into a shark scissors.
He smiled and said, "Be careful. Xiao Beibei, I was wrong."
Zhou Beinan just faltered a shot. Hearing that he was subdued, he withdrew the offensive, but he still refused to spare him: "... How could Jun Qingjing accept someone like you as the first disciple of Fengling?"
Xu Xingzhi said boldly: "Maybe I am too handsome."
Zhou Beinan: "… "
Qu Chi passing by: "… "
Zhou Beinan turned to Qu Chi: "... No, Qu Chi, don't you think he deserves a lot of fighting?"
Qu Chi couldn't help laughing: "...Occasionally."
Xu Xingzhi turned the shark scissors into a folding fan and fanned himself: "... North and South, this is your fault. I made this 'Xianbi' by myself, and the master also allowed me to use it in the Tianbang competition. It's no shame for you to lose to me, really."
Zhou Beinan poured cold water: "What can you do with this broken fan? Didn't you get beaten by Qu Chi in the end?"
Xu Xingzhi clicked his tongue: "What do you mean by 'hanging and fighting'? In the end, I only lost to him. After five years, the top of the list will definitely be mine. At that time, I will put the 'top of the list'. , Fengling Xu Xingzhi' nine characters are written on my fan..."
Before he finished speaking, another door of light opened near the three of them.
A wheelchair swayed in from the door of light, rolling on the sapphire masonry, making a creaking sound.
There was a Qinglianggu disciple who happened to be passing by with the volume in his arms. When he saw that person, he immediately fell silent and bowed down: "Hello, Senior Brother Wen."
The visitor was dressed in cyan and green clothes as thin as a cicada, wearing a yin and yang ring of jujube wood struck by lightning. When he heard the greeting, he didn't lift his eyelids, and simply replied, "...Okay."
He shook the wheelchair straight to the three of them: "What are you making a fuss about?"
Qu Chi held the whisk in his hand and replied with a smile, "Xingzhi and Beinan are arguing again."
Wen Xuechen's skin was very white, but it was eerily white, and even a faint cyan color appeared on his lips.
Therefore, his voice was very ethereal, with a pale sense of weakness: "...Are you busy?"
Xu Xingzhi sat on the armrest of Wen Xuechen's wheelchair: "I just got back, I have nothing to do, gossip without breaking any rules.... Having said that, these monsters guarding the sacrificial things are really becoming more and more boring, one by one. Can't help hitting."
Wen Xuechen stared at him without saying a word.
"Now in my opinion, there are only two types of monsters in the world." Xu Xingzhi played with his fan and continued to brag, "-soft persimmons that are easy to pinch, and soft persimmons that are not easy to pinch."
Zhou Beinan: "… "
Qu Chi: "… "
Wen Xuechen raised his chin slightly: "Oh? Is that so? It's really not afraid of the sky now."
Xu Xingzhi opened the fan gracefully and answered cheerfully, "That's natural..."
He turned his eyes, and his breathing stopped immediately.
Wen Xuechen's right hand, which he had been clenching tightly since just now, spread out, and there was a huge beetle lying in it. The flesh was like a tadpole. It was swinging its tentacles and slowly crawling in his palm.
Wen Xuechen said: "Okay, this is a special product of Yaoguang Mountain. I think the shape is cute, so I will bring it to you."
Xu Xingzhi, who was sitting on the armrest of Wen Xuechen's wheelchair, stiffened into a sculpture.
After a moment.
Chong Guang, who had just changed his clothes and was sitting on the steps with his legs dangling in boredom, heard a scream that cut through the sky in the distance, and then Zhou Beinan laughed out loud without any scruples.
His ears moved and he jumped down the steps: "Senior Brother Xu?!"
Jiuzhideng wiped his sword indifferently, with an indifferent face, and said calmly, "You don't need to go. Senior brother should have encountered a bug."
Chongguang blinked his eyes: "Senior brother is afraid of bugs?"
Jiuzhideng, who had been silent and indifferent since just now, only had some light in his eyes when he mentioned Xu Xing: "... Every time the Eastern Emperor sacrificial ceremony, Senior Brother will always go to the five mountains he is responsible for half a month in advance. One is to explore the way for the participating disciples, and the other is to use spiritual power to stun all the snakes, insects, rats, ants and ants in the mountain for half a month. Otherwise, the brothers would not dare to set foot in the mountains no matter what."
The huge beetle that suddenly emerged from Wen Xuechen's palm shocked Xu Xingzhi into a cold sweat. He felt top-heavy and suddenly fell into a whirlpool. Under the huge suction, he was farther and farther away from this group of people.
In the end, he spun around and fell on a bed.
The moment he opened his eyes, Xu Xingzhi's brain hurt as if it had exploded.
The aroma of redwood trees still lingers in his nostrils, and he has withdrawn from the memory of the original owner and returned to the tower in the wild.
... Meng Chongguang was not in the bedroom, but Zhou Beinan was by the bed, bent over, making Xu Xingzhi's pillow.
Seeing that Xu Xingzhi was awake, Zhou Beinan suddenly looked embarrassed, pointed to the pillow and said, "...You sweat too much, I will give you another pillow."
After explaining, he showed a subtle expression of "I'm fucking explaining so much".
Unable to stay left or right, he simply turned around and walked out.
Xu Xingzhi's mind was still confused, and he opened his mouth and shouted, "Fatty Zhou."
Zhou Beinan, who had already reached the door, suddenly stopped.
This title seemed to ignite the suppressed emotions in his heart. He turned around and walked a few steps, returned to the bed, and asked sharply, "...Where have you been in these thirteen years?! What did you want to do in the wild?"
He reached out and wanted to pick up Xu Xingzhi's collar, but caught it empty.
Zhou Beinan had been dead for many years, and he was a ghost slave under Lu Yujiu. Strictly speaking, he was no longer a human being. At most, he was a humanoid weapon under Lu Yujiu. He could only kill by ghost soldiers, but he could not touch anyone except Lu Yujiu.
His translucent hands went straight through Xu Xingzhi's body, but even so, he clenched his fists with all his strength.
He gritted his teeth and whispered: "Xu Xingzhi, do you know that I thought you had been dead for many years..."
... Xu Xingzhi could hear a little bit of sadness from his gnashing teeth.
In Xu Xingzhi's original scattered memories, the original owner and Zhou Beinan fought when they met, and when they first met in the wild, Zhou Beinan was even more rude to Xu Xingzhi, and he never gave him a good look at all, so Xu Xingzhi would take it for granted. It is believed that the relationship between the two is like water and fire.
But in that complete memory, the relationship between the two is obviously very good.
Xu Xingzhi's thinking was a little confused at the moment. He held on to his temples, which were so painful, and pinched them twice before he managed to calm down.
After stabilizing his mind, Xu Xingzhi raised his head and said to Zhou Beinan, "...Someone asked me to kill you."
When he admitted so happily, Zhou Beinan was stunned.
After a long while, he asked, "...Did Jiuzhideng send you here?"
Xu Xingzhi made a wry smile and did not answer.
His appearance made Zhou Beinan more and more certain of his judgment.
He sat beside the bed: "He asked you to kill Meng Chongguang?"
Xu Xingzhi nodded: "You know. Chongguang will not fortify me."
Zhou Beinan showed a clear expression, and then he laughed angrily: "This little bastard really wants to kill us all."
Xu Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
... finally dealt with it.
The original owner disappeared for thirteen years in a row, and now he has replaced his identity and suddenly appeared in the wild, which is too suspicious in itself.
Xu Xingzhi failed to kill Meng Chongguang in the first place, so if he wanted to stay with this group of people and look for opportunities to attack, he had to find a decent reason to convince them to accept him.
And the most brilliant lie is to mix the truth and the lie, and it sounds the most true.
As expected by Xu Xing, Zhou Beinan believed his words.
Zhou Beinan leaned forward and asked seriously, "He knows that we are about to find the Wilderness 'Key'?"
There is no daylight in the wilderness, and the sky is heavy, like a pus in the eyes of an old man. It should have been a new rain here, the showers have just settled, the sky is dark, the trees are lush, and the green tide is rippling.
Xu Xingzhi was trudging through the forest with a dying corpse on his back.
But after all, the surroundings were too quiet, so quiet that it made one's heart tremble, and Xu Xingzhi simply whistled.
The whistle was clear, as if it could seep into the wet rocks.
He played an ancient tune quite smoothly, and then praised himself sincerely: "It's really good."
The man behind him moved slightly, and a wave of heat blew onto his neck.
… as if laughing.
But when Xu Xingzhi turned around, his head was quietly resting on his back, motionless.
Probably an illusion.
Passing through the woods, jagged hills began to appear one after another. Xu Xingzhi's legs were weak, and he was really exhausted. He simply picked up a dry cave and drilled into it.
There was a moss-covered rock in the cave. Xu Xingzhi wanted to put the man down against the rock, but he found that the arms seemed to be stiff, and he almost exhausted all his strength to wrap around his neck. , leaving only a little room to breathe.
It's good that Xu Xingzhi didn't put him down. If he planned to put him down, he would easily strangle him to death if he was not careful.
Xu Xingzhi was very helpless, and he didn't dare to pat his body, for fear of accidentally shaking his fragile arms and legs: "Hey, wake up. Can you wake up?"
The person behind him wriggled.
Xu Xingzhi said, "Let's rest here for a while. You let me go."
The person behind him struggled to let go of his curled arm a little, but did not really let go of Xu Xingzhi, but clenched the corner of his clothes.
His voice was still hoarse after being burned out: "...Are you going?"
Although this face is so terrifying, Xu Xingzhi's heart is quite calm.
On the one hand, he just had a short fight with the monster, and his face was splattered with blood, and now everything is calm.
On the other hand, in the wilderness where monsters are crowded, a monster that basically maintains the shape of a human does not seem to be so scary.
Xu Xingzhi placed the man on the rock, and carefully removed his coat, wrapped it around him, and said, "...don't go."
The man's burned-out eyes looked straight at Xu Xingzhi, and said weakly, "Why save me?"
Xu Xingzhi tucked his clothes away: "Why are there so many?"
He murmured, "What if I die on your back?"
Xu Xingzhi thought it was amusing: "Of course I carry you home. Could it be possible to throw you in the middle of the road?"
After that, he stood up and said, "There is a river outside, I'll go get some water and come back. Don't peel off your clothes, or you won't cry if your flesh is torn."
The man grabbed the clothes that Xu Xingzhi wrapped for him like a puppy: "...It doesn't hurt."
When Xu Xingzhi left, he grabbed Xu Xingzhi's sleeve and sniffed it greedily.
Pieces of flesh on his body rustled as he pulled, but he didn't seem to notice the pain at all.
He whispered, "Senior brother, brother."
Xu Xingzhi walked out of the cave and squatted down by the river. He still had a sense of unreality in his heart, and he couldn't go.
He squatted down and tried to wash the blood off his hands, but while he was washing, the bloody smell became more and more thick, which was unbearable.
Xu Xingzhi's knees suddenly softened, and he retched several times by the river, but didn't spit out anything.
He wiped his mouth, lay down by the river, looked up at the wild green sky, and reached out to touch his waist.
The so-called dagger soaked with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is still there, reminding Xu Xingzhi of his unfinished task.
Xu Xingzhi didn't notice that in the forest dozens of feet away from him, a snake head the size of a dustpan slowly swam out.
The snake only had a complete head, and the torso was a snake bone, with only some carrion attached to it.
The snake silently spit out a bright red letter in the direction of Xu Xingzhi, and moved its jaw again.