A bright light opened from the black curtain in the sky, and gradually a ray of dawn lit up. Smoke and clouds floated by, and the cold wind caused the reeds outside the city to ripple.
Starlight fell from the top of the distant peak, egrets flew up, and a figure moved straight forward like mercury flowing in the wilderness.
Yu Xiujie's long figure, which was galloping across the wilderness, stopped as if it was suddenly cut off by some invisible force.
He stood there with a gloomy expression, took out a pale blue prism crystal from his arms, and stabbed it into his arm again, suppressing the spread of the witch plague in his body.
The blue prismatic crystal is called Source Liquid. Although it can inhibit the spread of the Witch Plague, it is not completely safe and effective.
It's just a temporary delay, and after the effects are superimposed, they will only become weaker and weaker.
Moreover, the source liquid is very precious. Half-puppet people like them are walking outside, but each of them can only carry ten of them. If all ten are used up.
Unable to return to Yinghuo City, he will forever be reduced to a low-level monster controlled by killing, just like the mecha puppets in the pit.
So Yu Xiujie was in a very bad mood at the moment, so he didn't have a good temper when he encountered some indifferent people blocking his way.
"Ahem..."
Right in front of him stood a man dressed in black clothes.
Under this wasteland, a lush green tree bloomed behind the man, and the deep green shade beneath his feet was incompatible with the surrounding scenery.
He seemed to come from another world, his noble aura was natural, but his face looked a bit pale and weak.
But even so, looking at this lifeless man, Yu Xiujie still didn't dare to be careless at all.
He looked at the other party with a sinister expression, but the long bow on his back was already in his hand: "Who is blocking my way?"
The man looked tired, and he raised his eyes. The remaining moonlight from the long night fell into his dark eyes, and actually illuminated circles of strange heavy objects.
He coughed softly again, and his voice was dull: "Is it you who wanted to kill Qing Xin?"
Yu Xiujie was startled and immediately realized that the person in front of him should be a member of One Drop of Blood.
Then he frowned, but his heart was even more disdainful.
"So what if it's me? Do you still want to find a place for her?"
The demon clan has always respected strength, and the leader of the drop of blood was a sickly young man who was too weak to be attacked.
So what if there are just one or two more members? Thousands of little monsters gathered together, they are nothing more than paper lakes in his eyes.
Sure enough, he was really sick, his master looked sickly, and now there was a man in black, looking like he was dying of tuberculosis.
Are you in such a hurry to die?
The man in black clothes did not answer his words. Under the dim skylight, his face was as pale as a ghost, and the look of death between his eyebrows was extremely strong.
If he hadn't been standing with his eyes open, people would have suspected that he was a dead man who had just been dug out of the coffin.
His double child turned slightly, and his eyes seemed to fall into the void:
"My 'gongzi' master, whom I have never met before, said, how many miles must you travel before you leave Wusu County?
If you didn't answer him, then let me do the math for you. "
As he said that, he narrowed his eyes as if he was not in a good mood. After looking far away for a moment, he said: "You have traveled ten miles since you left the county, but I think it is better to kill one person in ten steps."
After speaking, he raised a pale and skinny finger and waved it lightly.
The light that originally illuminated the dawn dimmed again, and the majestic and terrifying demonic power seemed to condense into a boundless heaven under the nine heavens.
Yu Xiujie didn't feel anything at all, so he rose up from the ground and was hit back at a speed beyond his knowledge.
The outline of Wushan County expanded rapidly behind him like a huge shadow, and in the blink of an eye, he had answered the city again.
It's neither close nor far from the city gate, just ten steps away.
Yu Xiujie broke out in a cold sweat, his arm holding the bow creaked and trembled crazily, and there was a huge surge in his heart.
This... what kind of sickly little demon is this?
escape……
We must escape quickly...
Even if he doesn't return to Shifang City, he must try his best to escape from this person's sight at all costs.
At this moment, Yu Xiujie was not angry at all. The indescribable fear was like a huge mountain collapsing, almost crushing him.
As soon as he moved, the man in Xuanyi who was still ten miles away appeared again at the same distance as him.
The same moonlight, the same pale cheek, the same flourishing Qiong tree, and the deep green shade were tightly fixed in front of his eyes like a painting.
A cold gaze fell on him, and Yu Xiujie felt as if he was in a cage.
All over his body, not to mention moving his fingers, he couldn't even blink.
A purple arrow from the quiver behind his back flew out without attracting any attention. Tangdi looked at him expressionlessly.
The purple arrow had a somewhat diffuse meaning, slowly grinding into his shoulder, inch by inch, as slowly as if it was deliberately torturing him.
The poison poured into the human half of the body. Yu Xiujie was in so much pain that he couldn't even make a sound.
The witch plague began to wreak havoc in his body, and the purple spirit began to spread all over his body, as if there was something terrifying that was crazily destroying his remaining consciousness.
The source liquid contained in the crystal fell out of his arms. His eyes widened, almost bursting from his eye sockets, and he stared at the source liquid on the ground.
Tangdi came to him slowly, turned his palm over, and the few drops of liquid fell into his palm.
"You want this?"
His splashing eyes were deep-colored and showed no emotion. Under the ferocious gaze of the other party, he slowly put the few source fluids into his sleeves.
"My legs hurt, I don't have time to play with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a green leaf floated in the air, and the green leaf fluttered weightlessly and suddenly fell down.
Bright red liquid mixed with blue tung oil splashed on the city wall of Wusu County.
Yu Xiujie's wide-eyed eyes were still spinning wildly in his eye sockets, but his head was rolling down.
Tangdi tapped the ground twice, and a branch of ivy sprouted out of the ground and penetrated Xiujie's heart.
A heart half covered by the heart of the furnace is drawn out.
Tangdi crossed his arms and sneered for the rest of his life. The ivy wrapped tightly around his heart and slowly changed its shape, turning into a wooden vine box, exuding an icy chill.
He put the box away, and the skylight had risen from the wall, falling on Tangdi's pale face, which seemed to dazzle him.
With another flick of his finger, two green leaves flew out from his fingertips, and the green leaves turned into a dark blue ribbon, covering his eyes.
Tangdi glanced coldly: "Have you seen enough?"
His voice was distant and cold, and two figures stumbled out of the space a hundred meters behind him.
Qingzhi rolled lightly on the ground, turned over, brushed off the dust on his body, raised his hands and saluted:
"One Drop of Blood member, Qingzhi, has met Lord Tangdi."
Tingyan was also frightened by his powerful technique just now, fearing that the giant demon could not distinguish between ourselves and our enemies, and out of displeasure, he neatly took away her life.
He also quickly reported his name: "Ting Yan, the new member of One Drop of Blood, met... met Mr. Tangdi."
No matter how distorted Tingyan's character is and there are no taboos, the food chain between the same kind is clearly engraved in her bones, and she cannot tolerate disrespect or fear.
Who said that this small force, which had only been established for a few years, had insufficient personnel and low power?
Who would have thought that there would be such a giant demon sitting in such a little-known secret force?
Suddenly, Tingyan seemed to have opened the door to a new world.
Tangdi's reaction was very cold, and he pushed the box made of ivy towards Qingzhi.
"Since the young master is interested in the affairs of Shifang City, I will take this thing for you to study first, right?"
"Yes." Qingzhi showed no temper in front of Tangdi and put the rattan box away respectfully.
The realm behind Tangdi disappeared completely, just as Tingyan thought it was like this arrogant demon.
He must not have paid much attention to a low-class little demon like her, and was afraid that he would ignore her existence and leave directly.
Just when Tingyan was relieved, Tangdi made another mocking laugh.
"A mere little demon actually has the immortal energy left by Bai Yang in his body. I guess you are the companion demon who died for Bai Yang a thousand years ago?"
Tingyan's expression froze, how could this giant monster know the aura of the Golden Immortal so well?
For Jinxian, he calls him by his first name.
Tangdi turned around, his pale face covered with eyebands, looking more and more like a dead face.
"Bai Yang is stubborn and his actions have already violated the laws of heaven and violated the ways of heaven. The existence of this demon fox will only bring trouble to a drop of blood."
Tingyan's face suddenly turned pale.
Does this mean you want to destroy her?
Tingyan quickly looked at Qingzhi subconsciously. Unexpectedly, Qingzhi didn't squint and didn't react at all.
Tingyan felt secretly resentful.
Also, how could these people care about her life and death and not hesitate to offend a big demon.
Tangdi had already spread his palms, and the golden demonic light in his palms gathered into a terrifying artistic conception.
Tingyan closed her eyes in despair, not thinking that she would have any chance to resist in front of such a person.
There was a soft "pop" sound.
Unexpectedly, the thunder was loud and the raindrops were light.
Tingyan received a blow on the forehead, which was not light, but the pain was negligible compared to the fear in her heart.
Opening her eyes, Tingyan saw Tangdi clinging to a golden rattan with an expressionless face. With his aura of aura, he could tell at a glance that it was not extraordinary.
After he threw the vine branch to her: "You can take care of yourself."
After saying this, his body disappeared, and he just walked away.
Tingyan held the vine branch and didn't react for a long time. She looked at Qingzhi stupidly: "What does he mean?"
Qingzhi glanced at her lightly and said: "Tangdi is a vine demon, and the golden vine in your hand is a clone of him.
If Baiyang Jinxian fails in his deeds in the future, the Heavenly Immortal Lord will punish him again, and punishing him Baiyang is just a small punishment but a big punishment.
But for an insignificant little demon like you, I'm afraid he will have to be punished by heaven. It is true that he said you are a big trouble, but the power of this golden vine demon is quite good, enough to block you. "
Tingyan felt extremely flattered to receive such favor from a giant demon power for no reason: "So he was giving me a gift just now."
Qingzhi didn't know what she was thinking just now, so he suppressed a smile and said with a sullen face: "What else do you think?"
"With his murderous attitude, who would have known that he was giving someone a gift?"
Qingzhi said: "Tangdi has always treated people like this, you have to get used to his behavior."
The corner of Tingyan's mouth twitched. The temperament of this giant monster is really hard to fathom.
Qingzhi took the golden vine from her hand, hit her head again, and said, "So, I am so kind and brought you to watch a battle in Tangdi. What did you realize?"
Tingyan looked at the miserable Yu Xiujie with a distorted expression: "You call this a battle? Are you sure this is not a one-sided killing?
That adult just raised his fingers and kicked his legs, then cut off the head and dug out the heart. I was shocked even before I could see clearly how his demonic power worked. What could I understand! "
Qingzhi shook his head and said: "Tangdi is absolutely right, you are just an ordinary fox with extremely bad bones."
Tingyan gritted her teeth in anger, wanting to scratch his fake face to pieces.
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When Balian woke up again, the injury on his shoulder had been simply treated, and the toxins in his body seemed to have been cleaned out.
He found himself lying in an old house, surrounded by adobe bricks and tiles.
A torrent of rain was falling outside, pouring heavily on the ground. Through a thin wall, one could faintly hear the humming of pigs and the barking of dogs next door.
Here, it seems to be a remote small village.
Balian stood up and found that he was covered with a thick quilt full of patches.
The clothes on his body have obviously been changed by someone, and the thing lying under him is not a bed, but an old kang made of red bricks.
There was still a fire crackling under the kang, and the cold body under the quilt was extremely warm.
There are cobwebs all around the corners, the house is extremely small and full of debris. The air is filled with the smell of wood rotten by termites, and everything is dilapidated.
At this time, the sound of heavy rain falling on the umbrella was heard outside the house, and at the same time, human voices were heard:
"Hey, my silly girl, it's raining so hard, why are you squatting at the door instead of going inside? The spring rain is cold and the moisture gets into the bones, but it will cause serious illness."
Bai Lian cast his eyes over and discovered that there was a graceful and charming figure squatting under the beam at the door of the house. It was the voluptuous fox demon.
I just heard the fox demon say: "Is the iron pot I want ready?"
When Balian heard this, he touched his Qiankun bag. It was very good, but another luminous pearl in it was taken away.
Most likely he went to buy a pot for this lady.
But why did she buy the pot?
The aunt who entered the house with an umbrella said embarrassedly: "Hey, sister, I don't know what kind of precious meat you want to stew, but you want such a big pot.
There is a blacksmith master in our village. It has been raining recently. His legs are cold and he is worried that he will have to wait a few more days. "
The demon girl let out a disappointed sound and said, "Then I'll wait a few more days."
"Alas..." The aunt sighed and said, "It's not easy for you either. You have to take care of such a sick son at such a young age. Look at his face, he looks like a dead man. I'm afraid you will have to use a lot of energy. Good medicinal materials can help him survive, right?"
It was not easy to talk, but the lady still looked at Shu Ci unconsciously.
I thought to myself, this is a completely foxy description. Looking at her graceful and graceful figure, her figure is charming and soft, she looks like someone who has never done any heavy work.
I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money to pull a medicine jar with each hand.
This time I bought an iron pot and threw out a luminous pearl. It seems that I have no concept of money.
It must be that this money is easy to come by, but it is also a flesh-and-blood business.
Take another look at this charming little face, but it is paired with such a heartless little look, and it looks like she doesn't have a bright head.
Come to think of it, I don't know anything about my own unfair business.
Thinking of this, Aunt Wu's heart was overflowing with sympathy.
At this time, he still misses her pot. Mo Yue is just looking at his son who is barely breathing, and wants to stew some good meat before he dies.
Thinking of this, Aunt Wu's eyes became moist. She patted Shu Ci on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Hey, sister, I understand that it is not easy for us women. I also know that you guard him every day. Thoughts."
Hearing her sympathetic tone, Shu Ci also resonated deeply and said angrily: "Even you know that it's not easy for me to guard him. It's just that this dead ghost is so hard-hearted. I'm so good to him, but he always... It’s about starting chaos and finally giving up!”
Shu Ci especially liked to read story books, and the books he read were not serious, so he began to use vocabulary and idioms randomly again.
devil?
Disaster?
Beginning with chaos and finally giving up?
Does it sound like you are describing your best friend?
But this age group doesn’t seem to match...
Aunt Wu felt blocked in her heart, secretly thinking that it was probably because this lady had not read much, and all she had friends with were little sisters who had fallen into trouble.
I'm afraid I'm used to this annoying tone, so it's understandable that I can't change it for a while.
She was laughing loudly, and as soon as she stepped into the house with her front foot, she was so surprised that she let out another ooh.
"My little husband is actually awake?"
