"suffering?"
Xu Youqing's pupils dilated instantly and he blurted out instinctively, "The suffering in Solo Palace?"
"I never thought I would hear this name again in this life."
A trace of nostalgia flashed across the face of the bald man who was called "Misery", "Is Solo Palace okay?"
"Since the disappearance of the two seniors, the Solo Palace has been leaderless and has been in decline."
Xu Youqing was silent for a moment, and finally answered truthfully, "It wasn't long before it was eaten away by the surrounding realms. Before this junior was born, this force no longer existed in the cultivation world."
"Really?"
Misery was silent for a long time, and his brows gradually relaxed, as if he was relieved, "Although I had expected it, but it was confirmed by others, it still feels a little sad."
"The sudden disappearance of Senior Kuanxi and Senior Li Daoyin caused a lot of speculation in the cultivation world."
Facing the mighty powers of the Chaos Realm from the outside world, Xu Youqing was very enthusiastic and felt as if a fellow countryman was seeing a fellow countryman. "I didn't expect that I had entered the Gate of Chaos."
It turns out that 70,000 years ago, there was a cave called "Thoreau Palace" in the original land. It was a Chaos sect with strong strength and many disciples. Even the black coffin did not dare to provoke it easily.
Unexpectedly, one day, the two chaotic people sitting in the Solo Palace, Misfortune and Li Daoyin, disappeared inexplicably.
At first, the disciples said that the two of them had gone on a far journey, but after waiting for a long time and not being able to find them, the news eventually leaked out.
After learning that there was no Chaos Realm in Solo Palace, all the surrounding areas immediately swarmed in like sharks that smelled the scent of blood, and soon swept this area into a bloodbath and divided it up.
The dark chaos of Nanye Changli can have such power. In fact, most of the land was plundered from Solo Palace.
The world of cultivation is a place where the strong prey on the weak. When Xu Youqing heard his uncle talk about this past event, he only felt a little bit and did not have too many emotional fluctuations.
But he never expected that two powerful Chaos men with great reputations would actually come inside the Chaos Gate.
"Don't say you can't think of it."
Misery smiled bitterly and said, "How could I have expected that it would end like this?"
Xu Youqing was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to interface.
"You must also know that the chaotic realm of the original land cannot stay here."
Misery sighed and explained patiently, "Therefore, many people from the Chaos Realm took advantage of the opportunity of opening the door once in a hundred years to run in and explore the mysteries of the Chaos Gate, trying to retrieve their lost memories. Although no one succeeded, they were all safe. When we came back, Lao Li and I were just following the trend to join in the fun. Who knew we would meet the boss of the Lost Ones, and he would force him to stay with his secret method? Alas..."
"how?"
Yang Zhentian glanced at him with a smile but not a smile. Hearing your tone, he said, "Reluctant or something like that?"
"At the beginning, I was naturally reluctant."
Misery replied without hesitation, "I'm used to it now. If I were to return to the outside world, I would probably not be able to adapt."
Everyone around him burst out laughing, but Xu Youqing's face became more solemn, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of fear in his heart.
Even the Chaos Realm can be forced to stay inside the door!
The boss's methods are really unpredictable and unbelievable!
If this person wants to recruit me into his gang, should I agree or not?
If I refuse, will my life be in danger?
At the thought of this, Xu Youqing's face turned blue and white for a while, and he suddenly fell into an unprecedented entanglement.
"I don't want to join the Lost Ones!"
Before he could figure it out, Zhang Bangbang shouted again, "I want to go out, I want to go back to the Three Saints Realm, Mei Zhu is still waiting for me!"
This idiot!
Don't drag me with you even if you want to die...
Wait, he and I are not on the same page.
Wouldn't it be good to let this fool seek death so that we could see how the Lost One would deal with him?
Xu Youqing's face turned pale with anger, and he was about to curse, but suddenly his brain changed, he figured out the key, and immediately calmed down.
"Little guy, now that you are here."
Yang Zhentian didn't seem surprised by Zhang Bangbang's reaction. He just laughed and said, "Whether you want to stay or go, it's not up to you."
"The boss is back."
A skinny old man sitting opposite him suddenly spoke.
Everyone stopped talking and stood up one after another, all looking solemn.
Xu Youqing instinctively released his consciousness, but his mind was filled with gray. He couldn't sense the situation outside the tent at all, and he couldn't help but be curious about the old man's abilities.
Zhang Bangbang, who was opposite him, had an earth-colored face, and his expression was like that of a death row prisoner waiting to go to the execution ground.
Just when everyone was having different thoughts, the entrance to the tent was suddenly opened from the outside, and two figures slowly entered.
This, this is the boss of the Lost?
Seeing the appearance of the person who came in, Xu Youqing's breath froze, and an expression of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face.
What appeared in sight was a chair with a unique shape, with a huge wheel on each side. Sitting on it was a handsome man with black hair and a pale face. He looked quite young, but he couldn't hide his eyebrows. The vicissitudes of life and fatigue make it impossible to judge his true age.
This person has nothing from his knees down, and actually has lost his legs. He relies on the person behind him to push the chair to move around.
"Boss!"
The moment they saw the man, Yang Zhentian and others greeted him with indescribable respect.
The leader of the Lost People turned out to be a man with disabled legs!
Zhang Bangbang's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.
…
At the junction of the territories of the Lord of Wind and the Lord of Water, two men with silver bows on their shoulders and wearing silver armor were whispering to each other in front of a scroll, and there was a lot of discussion.
"It actually alarmed twelve masters at the same time."
One of the lanky men looked up and down at the contents of the painting and said in wonder, "I really don't know where these people from the outside come from."
"Look at this reward!"
The stout man on the side pointed at the corner of the scroll, with a trace of greed in his eyes, "If you catch one, you will be promoted to commander, and there will be an additional reward of a thousand magatama. Tsk, tsk, tsk, if we happen to meet..."
"Come on, this is a person who even dares to enter the realm of chaos."
The lanky man sneered and said, "If we meet, we are afraid that we will die without a burial place. You have just become the master's private soldier and your future is bright. I advise you not to do anything stupid."
"Since they are outsiders, those who can stay here will definitely not reach the realm of chaos."
The stout man raised his silver bow and said disapprovingly, "I'm afraid of him, but if I encounter him..."
The words stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation, and a look of vigilance suddenly appeared on his face.
Two figures appeared at the end of his sight, slowly walking towards his direction.
Even though they were far apart, with his eyesight he could easily see that the other party was a man in black with a ferocious face and carrying a giant blade, and a handsome young man with a delicate appearance and clear eyes.
"Who is coming?"
Seeing that the other party was getting closer and closer, the lanky man finally couldn't hold himself back and asked sternly, "What do you want in my territory of Yangchui Palace?"
"Invite you two, my little brother Liu Tiedan, this is my friend Gui Mandrill."
The handsome young man politely hugged his fists to the two of them and introduced himself. Then he actually took out two scrolls from his arms. With a shake of his left and right hands, they slid down and unfolded, "The two of us are here to find I wonder if you two have ever seen the person in the painting?"
The two men in silver armor looked at it intently, and their expressions suddenly changed.
The two scrolls were painted with a smiling young man in white and a rustic man in cloth shirt holding a long scissor in his hand. The paintings were exquisite and lifelike. You could tell at a glance that they were painted by a master.
It’s just a young man in white, but the man in cloth holding scissors actually looks exactly like the wanted criminal in the scroll in his hand.
"Are these two people...?"
The stout man's mouth felt dry, his heartbeat accelerated, and his voice became dry.
"They are my little brother's friends." Liu Tiedan answered truthfully.
"Are you outsiders?"
The stout man's eyes suddenly sparkled. He decisively took off the silver bow from his shoulder and pulled it straight to the shape of a full moon. Without even an arrow, he aimed in the direction of the two of them and shouted in a sharp voice, "Looks like he's sneaking in." A few fish that slipped through the net that even the Lord Master didn't know about, actually came to my door on their own initiative, I deserve to enjoy this incredible wealth!"
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
Before he finished speaking, he let go of his right hand, and several gleaming silver wind blades shot out from the silver bow. With boundless sharpness, they hit the two of them fiercely. Cracks appeared wherever they passed, showing great power. , is actually approaching the realm of chaos.
"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"
The mandrill reacted very quickly, casually drawing out the giant blade and holding it across his chest, blocking all the terrifying wind blades.
"It seems like the people here..."
Liu Tiedan shook his head and sighed in disappointment, "They are not very friendly to us outsiders."
Seeing that his attack was easily blocked, the stout man looked shocked and drew his bow again. The lanky man next to him also held a bow in his hand, with a fierce look in his eyes.
However, before the two of them could attack, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of them, and the shadow of the mandrill disappeared.
"Poof!" "Poof!"
With two crisp sounds, the two round heads were immediately separated from the body, flying high into the sky, drawing two perfect parabolas in the air, and blood shot out like rain.
"Kill him like this?"
Looking at the ghost mandrill who killed two people with one blow, Liu Tiedan muttered in his mouth, "Isn't it too hasty?"
"They were the ones who made the first move."
Ghost Mandrill grinned, and his smile was extremely ferocious, "It's okay, the people inside have this attitude, but it saves me a lot of words, I can just do it."
Was it a wrong choice to go with him?
Looking at the uncontrollable excitement and killing intent in his eyes, Liu Tiedan couldn't help but shook his head and cursed secretly.
