But just when Agu felt that this feeling was so comfortable that he didn't have time to react.
The plantation slave behind him suddenly looked like a puppet on strings. Although his head was still hunched, his tightly curled left hand suddenly opened.
I saw that there were countless dense black threads tangled together in his palm. The ends of the black lines looked like broken insect eggs. Densely dense filaments spewed out from it, entangled in the palm of the hand like living creatures.
At the same time, the plantation slave's drooped head could be seen opening his mouth. Among the densely exposed teeth in the mouth, there was actually a blood-red eye that opened from the mouth.
The next moment, the plantation slave sneered, and as if it was a trick, he slapped Agu's back vest.
"Bang!"
But what he didn't expect was that at such a lightning speed, he was about to take a photo of Agu's back vest.
But he saw that Agu seemed to be protected automatically by a treasure, and a faint light of water floated from his body. In an instant, the plantation slave let out a shocked "Ah" and fell upside down from mid-air.
It turned out that since Qian Yunsheng had two powerful bodies in his hands, how could he not prepare any means of self-protection for Agu.
It's just that he was afraid that people in the Demon Palace would easily see the clues, so he deliberately hid it deeply and would not reveal it easily until Agu's life was in danger.
But even though the plantation slave made this move, Qian Yunsheng's back hand left in Agu's body was shocked. But what is strange is that under such powerful means. Not only did it not turn into ashes, but it actually stood up as if nothing had happened.
It was then that the plantation slave finally showed his true face, his mouth split open for no reason, taking up almost half of his face.
The blood-red eyes were wide open in the huge mouth. Not only did it make strange noises, but its outstretched left hand became twice as big as before for no apparent reason.
You can also see that on the swollen left palm, there seem to be countless long black filaments sprouting out. These black filaments were like waterweeds or whips crackling in the wind, fluttering fluttering beside him.
And this time, the new plantation slave's expression no longer had the submissive expression just now. Instead, with a bloodthirsty and violent look on his face, he stood up unsteadily, stared at Agu in mid-air and laughed "ho ho ho":
"Interesting, interesting, it turns out to be the body protection method of the Huanling Bamboo Clan. So, you are a spy sent by the Spirit Clan to the Demon Clan?"
After saying that, a crystal-like face appeared on the right hand of the plantation slave, and he shouted at Agu: "When you see the ancestor, why don't you kneel down quickly!?"
"Hmph!" Agu already felt quite embarrassed when he was attacked by a plantation slave before. Then a face appeared out of nowhere and asked him to kneel down, which made his face turn black.
However, the opponent was able to receive a powerful blow without dying, and he could still act like a normal person, which made Agu secretly wary. Apart from secretly sending a distress message to Qian Yunsheng, he was still able to maintain his composure and snorted coldly without changing his expression:
"Who are you, and you dare to call yourself an ancestor?"
As expected, he was frightened by Agu's performance and feared that the self-defense treasures on his body would work. Or maybe they themselves only have the power of one blow, so they seemed to be happy to delay the time and said eloquently:
"Since you have come to this Demonic Soul Cave, don't you still know the function of this Demonic Soul Cave?"
"If you know the function of this Demonic Soul Cave, then even if you don't know who I am, you should recognize this, right?!"
After saying that, he saw the face on his right palm squirm, and from the position of the face, a small token appeared. The style was somewhat similar to the counterfeit Holy Ancestor Token in Qian Yunsheng's hand. .
But obviously this thing may be of great significance to the spirit tribe people, but with Agu's knowledge reserve, it is impossible to know what this thing represents.
So he shook his head indifferently and said: "You just want to fool me by imitating anything. Do you really think that I am so easy to deceive?"
"What?! You don't even know what this thing is?" The voice that was obviously possessed by the plantation slave couldn't help but be so surprised when he heard Agu's words that he couldn't help blurting out a voice of surprise.
But soon, another faint voice came out giggling, suppressing the previous voice, and said with a smile: "I just said what I said, look at the other person's aura. I'm on the tentacle." I realized immediately that he is a real demon!"
After saying that, the spar-like face on the right palm of the plantation slave disappeared. Instead, there was a coquettish face with two ram's horns, and he exhaled like orchid and tutted at Agu:
"Little brother, it's really not easy for a knife-straining demon like you to be able to cultivate to this level, but I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult to go further, right?"
"Well, sister, there is a secret method for purifying blood here, which is quite useful."
"If you are willing to cooperate with my sister, I will be kind enough to give you this secret method. What do you think, do you want to go one step further and become a powerful sword-lao demon who can rule an area and protect the tribe?"
What this coquettish face said was straightforward, even at Agu's level he could understand it clearly. But if Agu was really a member of the demon clan, he might still be tempted. It's a pity that the other party missed the point with this flirtatious look.
So much so that even Agu, who had been following Qian Yunsheng for a long time, knew it without hesitation and said with a fake sneer: "Let's take a look at what kind of bloodline secret method it is. If it's interesting, you might as well consider it."
"What's so difficult about this?" The witch on her right hand disappeared in a blink of an eye. After a while, a densely packed small text appeared from De's right hand.
At the same time, the witch's voice was heard to be quite soft and tactful: "This is the general secret of Sunflower Blood Magic Skill. If my little brother is interested, my sister might also consider how about dual cultivation with you?"
After saying this, I heard the witch chuckle, as if she was tickling Agu's ears, so ambiguous.
But since Agu had made up his mind to stall for time, although he had no interest in it, he pretended to be moved and looked at the right palm of the garden slave.
But not even a little while later, the witch was heard yelling angrily: "You...you are not a demon, who are you?"
Agu's heart trembled when he heard this, and he didn't know where he had exposed his flaw. It turns out that the key to the problem lies in the text provided by the witch.
You must know that the practice of demons is different from that of humans. Cultivation often relies less on exercises and more on blood inheritance. Only a very small part involves the inheritance of magic texts, so it is not common to use magic texts in daily life.
The technique provided by the witch is actually a fantasy article. If Agu Yi accidentally reads it, he will probably fall into it and be controlled by the other party.
But the strange thing is that Agu doesn't understand demon writing very well, maybe he can handle something simpler. But when it comes to more advanced things, it's almost like being illiterate.
But it was precisely because of this that Agu escaped the disaster and was not hooked by the fantasy text.
But from another perspective, the witch was so shrewd that she was already ecstatic when she discovered that Agu was not attracted by the fantasy text.
After thinking about it for a moment, it became clear why Agu didn't really take the bait. Therefore, how could he not become furious for a moment, as if he had given her the wrong wink.
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