Chapter 232 Is anyone home?

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“Feeding people are here hehe”

The low Jie Jie laughter came closer and closer. The three of them each held a thunder pill in their hands. Under their black robes, they all had solemn expressions on their faces.

"Hey, is there anyone there?"

However, the sounds getting closer and closer became clearer, and gradually, the expressions on the faces of the three people became weird.

In the boundless darkness, that low and subtle voice was clear enough.

"Hello? Someone is coming out haha"

Although the voice was low, when one listened closer, it was not difficult to recognize that it was a woman's voice, but it seemed to have been deliberately lowered.

Among the bones and skeletons, are there still men and women?

The three people wrapped in black robes looked at each other, and fear could see deep doubts in each other's eyes.

Bai Ling was the first to come back to her senses and listened attentively twice. Two blushes suddenly appeared on her pale face. It was not from shyness, but from deep anger, welling up in her heart and on her cheeks.

"That's not some white-bone demon general! Judging from the voice, it should be a young girl! There is no living person in the ancient battlefield! If you guessed correctly, it should be a human monk who is pretending to be a ghost!" Bai Ling's charming voice suddenly sounded loud and clear, The original weakness was instantly wiped away, his eyebrows were raised, and his voice was filled with shame and anger.

Even the thoughtful Bai Ling was ashamed and angry, not to mention the hot-tempered Shang Di.

Hearing this, Shang Di's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was furious, "Human monk! She is indeed cunning! Let me kill her!"

After saying that, Shang Di was about to rush towards the source of the sound. Before he could take a step, he was grabbed by Bai Ling.

Shang Di suppressed his anger and turned to look at Bai Ling, who was a head shorter than him. He didn't say anything, just looked at Bai Ling.

Bai Ling took a deep breath and lowered his voice, "Don't be impulsive! It's just my guess, little sister. Why don't we take a closer look first? If it's really a human monk, don't rush to take action! Among the human race, there are only those who can enter the ancient battlefield. , must also be the best among the human race. What's more, the human race knows a lot more things in this ancient battlefield than we do. It's better to get a sentence out of her mouth first, which is worse than killing her directly. !”

This statement is indeed reasonable. Although Shang Di is irritable and irritable, he is not a brainless person. After being pulled away by Bai Ling, his anger at the beginning has long ceased. After listening to Bai Ling's analysis, he suddenly felt enlightened. He nodded calmly, this was indeed the most beneficial choice for them.

This is the first time for the Monster Clan to enter the ancient battlefield. Although they have gathered a lot of information about the ancient battlefield through insinuations, in the end, they do not have all the information in the Human Immortal Sect that is comprehensive and detailed.

The three of them, Bai Ling, were wandering around without knowing where they were going. Coupled with the darkness of the night on the ancient battlefield, they were separated from their companions unknowingly during the fight, and then met together.

Instead of wandering around like a headless fly, it would be better to borrow words from the human monks.

Shang Di was quite convinced of Bai Ling's intelligence. Bai Ling's words made sense.

As for the thin figure who looked like a transparent man standing next to him, he remained silent. Even when Bai Ling and Shang Di were surprised and angry that the voice might be a human monk, the thin figure did not make any movement at all. He just wrapped his black robe slightly tightly and stood without speaking.

It seems like everything around him has nothing to do with it.

The three of them made a guess, then settled down and walked step by step in the direction of the sound. The faint voice became clearer and clearer, and the expressions on the three people's faces became more and more exciting.

Until the distance where the voice could be clearly heard, the expressions on the three people's faces could no longer be described as wonderful. It could only be said that they were changing.

In the thick black night, there was a faint cyan light emitting spiritual light, and the smoke-like gauze enveloped the girl's slender figure.

The black hair naturally hangs down to her waist, and a hairpin in her hair looks like jade but not jade, and looks like wood but not wood, glowing with clear light.

The girl turned sideways towards the three of them, revealing half of her brows and eyes, which were carved like jade and outlined in ink. Her clear eyes were curved, and the corners of her mouth were raised slightly. She was squatting on the ground, and her hands wearing silver translucent gloves were tapping the ground with her fingers. of bumpkin.

Tan's mouth was slightly opened, and his clear and sweet voice was lowered, like a thief, and he spoke softly, "Hello? Is anyone at home? Come out!"

Accompanied by the words, her curled fingers tapped the ground regularly. After waiting for a moment, but there was no response, the girl showed a sneer, and a low "haha" sound came from her throat.

After waiting for another two breaths, the girl looked disappointed when she received no response. She stood up and walked to the bulging bump next to her, squatted down, tapped, asked, tapped, sneered, and got up.

I kept repeating this action without feeling tired at all.

The three of them froze on the spot, their brains confused for a moment. This girl was indeed a human monk, but who could tell them what this human monk was doing?

Could it be that this is someone with a brain problem?

Or is it that they have not been in contact with humans for a long time, and the current human race is actually like this?

The Bone Demon Soldier, isn't he worth fearing?

People were looking for the Bone Demon Soldier everywhere, but they were chased by the Bone Demon Soldier.

Is the gap between humans and monsters already so big?

Bai Ling suddenly looked solemn. Your Excellency is right. They, the demon clan, cannot live in a corner of the country. In this vast Eastern Continent, why can they, the demon clan, huddle behind hundreds of thousands of mountains, guarding a small piece of land, and feel complacent? Don't want to make progress.

Why can the owner of this Eastern Continent only be the human race?

Why is there no demon clan in this treasured land of opportunity in the Eastern Continent?

During this trip to the ancestral legacy, they must find the ancestral legacy so that the ancestor's spirit can once again shine on the land of the demon clan and lead the demon clan to supreme glory.

Bai Ling's hands hidden under the wide sleeves of her robe were clenched into fists, and she looked at that slender and graceful figure with burning eyes, with a burning fighting spirit in her eyes.

That's something called ambition.

Shang Di did not feel Bai Ling's shock. He stared blankly at the figure repeating a series of actions. The only thought in his mind was, are all human monks like this?

It's unbelievable.

However, the thin figure standing on the other side of Bai Ling moved his head, and seemed to glance at Bai Ling doubtfully. Then he turned back and looked at the strange human monk.

Human monks seem quite interesting, but they are not a race with green faces, fangs, and blood as described in the book.

The thin figure slightly shrugged his nose, and a faint smile appeared on his face whose facial features could not be seen clearly. The smell of this human race was very good.

like

Like what?

Tilting his head in confusion, the thin figure's eyes suddenly lit up, yes, like that.