On the border of southern Xinjiang, somewhere in a dark, dead street.
"When I first came to southern Xinjiang when I was a child, I met an old woman selling wontons and robbed them in a friendly manner. I didn't expect that after so many years, the old woman's great-grandson would still be guarding this wonton stall. Otherwise, people would say that she opened a shop to make money. Well, it makes sense to support three generations in one shop."
Overgrown with weeds and eerie silence, Lin Xiaolu and Ah Yi were sitting around an Eight Immortals table on a dark street, eating hot wontons and chatting. In the corner next to them, several quilts were lying on their stomachs. The knocked-out demonic monks were all naked and lying in the corner with their buttocks in the air. Each of their white buttocks had a bright red slap mark. The leader of them had a straight penis inserted into his buttocks. The ancient sword, with its hilt pointing upwards, is imposing.
The southern border is vast and has a very wide range, and because the demonic energy is too strong and blocks the sun all year round, the world here is always dark. Even if it is as bright as day, Lin Xiaolu and A Yi actually don't know the road. After all, One of them had never been here before, and the other had only been here many years ago when he was a boy. He was still very unfamiliar with the huge demonic realm. Even if Hajime wanted to teleport, he didn't know where to teleport.
However, Lin Xiaolu was not worried. He was sure that before he finished the bowl of wontons, Uncle Shangguan's people would come looking for him.
Sure enough, before the wontons were finished, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance.
"Ah Yi is leaving, get ready to work." Lin Xiaolu greeted and stood up, taking out a handkerchief and wiping his mouth.
Ah Yi, who buried his face in the bowl, mumbled a vague "Hmm", then naturally asked Lin Xiaolu to wipe his mouth, and then the two good brothers stood up together.
"Pfft!"
Ah Yi pulled out the ancient sword inserted in the demon monk's butt. Lin Xiaolu replaced the monk with a spiritual stone that he usually used for pocket change, and asked him to continue holding it with his butt, leaving a bold sentence: "No need to look for it." Yes, any more will be considered as a tip for you."
After saying that, the two big men walked towards the approaching carriage.
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"Lin Xiaolu, the Black Blood Barrier is what our ancestor called that place. No one knows what is going on inside. Except for the ancestor who is still in a coma, no one else who entered has ever come out."
In the carriage compartment, Shangguan Hamigua, who was wearing a black skirt, looked at Lin Xiaolu and Ah Yi and said:
"The barrier is now in Corpse Head Grassland, where the Black Blood Emperor's coffin was dug out. It has been in a state of expansion, which is very strange. My father has assembled a group of demon monks there who are all composed of Nascent Soul Realm. Waiting for you."
"That is to say, no one knows exactly what is inside, right?" Lin Xiaolu asked.
"Yes." Shangguan Hamigua frowned and said in a slightly trembling voice: "The ancestor is still in a coma. We have no way of knowing what he has gone through. We only know that it is very dangerous there, and my brother..."
Shangguan Hamigua, who had always had a hot temper, said nothing more, but the worry in his eyes was so thick that it was almost overflowing, which made Lin Xiaolu feel the urgency of the situation.
In fact, both Shangguan Hamigua and Lin Xiaolu are well aware that in such a dangerous situation, Shangguan Pineapple only has the cultivation level of Nascent Soul Realm, so the chance of survival can be said to be pitifully low. After all, Shangguan Big Burial Senior almost died in in.
In the carriage of the speeding carriage, Shangguan Hamigua kicked Lin Xiaolu, lowered his head, and said with some worry:
"I heard that you have realized the new martial arts and become very powerful. You have even surpassed your master, Senior Mingru. But you still have to be careful. My father said that the Black Blood Emperor is the first demon in the world and is extremely powerful. And he is the most bizarre and top-notch genius weapon refiner. Although he should not be able to defeat you now, you must value the Black Blood Emperor Coffin he spent his whole life refining, just like you value the elixir refined from glutinous rice balls."
Hearing Shangguan Hamigua's words, Lin Xiaolu simply said "hmm" to express that he understood, and then the two of them stopped talking, and the only sound left in the spacious carriage was Ah Yi's gnawing on chicken legs.
The black carriage traveled very fast, almost as fast as flying. Therefore, after about half a stick of incense, the carriage arrived at its destination. Lin Xiaolu and Ah Yi also heard the noisy sounds outside the carriage.
"We're here, let's go down."
Shangguan Hamiguo said hello and took the lead to lift the curtain and get out of the car. Lin Xiaolu and A Yi also got out of the car, and then... they saw a very strange scene.
The place where the carriage is located is an endless grassland that cannot be seen. Because of the dim sky, the grassland also looks gray, and the overall feeling is very depressing. At this moment, through the sight, Lin Xiaolu and Ah Yi saw A few hundred meters ahead, there was a huge colorful bubble covering the grassland surface.
This bubble is extremely huge, bulging there like a city. The overall shape is irregular. The surface of the bubble is full of various pale white lights that are constantly flowing. It twists and turns with the rising and falling bulges under the dim sky. When it moves, it feels like a giant living snot bubble.
At this moment, many people had gathered around the large snot bubble, and when Lin Xiaolu and Ah Yi appeared, all the monks present looked over.
"Dad, Lin Xiaolu and Ah Yi are here." Shangguan Hamigua greeted.
In the field, Shangguan Sheng's solemn expression improved slightly after seeing Lin Xiaolu. He didn't hesitate much and went straight to the point:
"Son-in-law Xiaolu, have I told you about the situation of the black blood barrier?"
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu nodded directly, but after nodding, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
What did Uncle Shangguan call himself? A good son-in-law?
He was stunned, but the other demonic monks in the field seemed very natural, and they all looked at Lin Xiaolu with expressions like "Our master has taken a liking to you, let's have some fun, kid."
Looking at the faces of the demonic monks present with different expressions, Lin Xiaolu suddenly felt that his whole body was not well.
And what made him feel dumbfounded the most was that Shangguan Shiliu was hiding behind Shangguan Sheng, looking at him with big eyes and a small head.
The meaning in her eyes: It's none of this lady's business, it's the stupid dad who called you that.
Lin Xiaolu still respected Uncle Shangguan very much, so he did not ask questions in front of so many demon leaders, but responded to Shangguan Pomegranate with his eyes in a tacit understanding.
What he meant was: tell me clearly later.
"Son-in-law Xiaolu, to ensure safety, I and Gu'er will go in with you later."
In the field, Shangguan Sheng put his arm around Lin Xiaolu's shoulders very cordially and said to him and Ah Yi:
"I and Gua'er are both in the realm of heaven and human beings, and are relatively familiar with demonic methods. They won't hold you and A Xiaoyou back."
