Sutang's face changed slightly, and she said solemnly: "I have to think about it for two days."
Asking the girl to get a pass in Blackwater City, she might cause trouble. After a few days of peace, she no longer wanted to live a life of being on tenterhooks and having to be searched four or five times a day.
Just as Fu Zhu was about to open her mouth to agree, Tianfang flew past her and spoke cautiously: "Su Tang, two days is too long, can you consider shortening it?"
After saying that, she floated back to where she was, as if she was afraid that Su Tang would be angry, so she stayed far away so that she wouldn't look so intrusive.
Su Tang said coldly, "Yeah", turned around and left without even picking up the bamboo basket.
Tianfang looked at the courtyard wall in a depressed mood and asked dully, "Is she angry with me?"
"No." Fu Zhu explained warmly, "Su Tang is just worried about you and doesn't want you to take risks in the devil world."
But she couldn't bear to refuse Tianfang's request. She was actually a sharp-tongued person.
After Tianfang heard this, the expression on her face finally relaxed, her happiness mixed with sadness, and she said to herself: "This is the last thing I will bother her with."
After she leaves, Sutang can return to the stable and unchanging life before, and they will no longer be involved.
This is probably the last thing she can do for Su Tang.
The moonlight shone through the window on the low bed. Sutang covered herself tightly with a quilt, but it was still too cold to sleep. She put on a coat and got up, without lighting a lamp, and used the moonlight to look for something in the house.
The earthen wall was so thin that it seemed that even the long breathing next door could be heard. Sutang did not dare to make the noise louder, so she quietly rummaged through all the places in the house that could store things.
They were so obvious places that she shouldn't have put anything in any of them.
Su Tang glanced at the loess under the bed, spread his thumb and index finger, and measured from the head of the bed. After four times, he stopped, stepped back a little, and dug downwards.
Not long after, she dug into something hard and sped up to take it out.
It was an ordinary wooden sign with the word "通" engraved on the front and a flower shaped like a full moon carved on the back.
Sutang had never seen this kind of flower, but had only heard someone mention it. The name of this flower was "moonlight". The land of the Demon Realm was filled with only the light of the silver moon, so it was quite appropriate for this flower to symbolize the Demon Realm.
The pass order is carved from the wood of heaven and earth unique to the demon world, and it is almost impossible to imitate it.
So she didn't want the girl to get the pass by herself. Once the fraud was discovered, the entire Blackwater City would fall into panic.
The pass order in her hand was one she picked up from a dead man many years ago. Even if it was traced, it could not be traced to her.
Su Tang lay down on the bed again with the pass in hand. The iron-cold cloth quilt did not play any role in keeping out the cold. She had a restless sleep all night. When it was almost dawn, she got dressed and went out.
At that time, the entire Blackwater City was still quiet. The thick fog makes it easier to hide your body.
Snap.
Something was thrown in from outside the wall. Fu Zhu jumped down from the attic and picked up the traffic order stained with water mist. When he turned around, Tianfang was standing behind him, with a slight sadness on his beautiful face.
After the heavy fog, thousands of golden threads pierced the thick magic cloud and came out.
The demon soldiers guarding the city casually glanced at Fu Zhu's pass order and let her go.
"Heishui City has not seen sunshine for many days. The sun is so warm today!"
"Hey, we are lucky. We saw the sun as soon as we were transferred to Blackwater City." The demon soldier stretched his arms and soaked up the sunshine.
As for the Demon Realm, which is separated from Blackwater City by a thin line, there is not even moonlight today, and it is gray. Only when you get closer can you see scattered torches.
"Fuzhu, I feel that the front is a little depressing." Tianfang's voice came from Shulan Dzizhu, "Let's take a detour."
"good."
She responded gently and went down the other side of the hillside.
Fu Zhu has not forgotten the purpose of coming to the devil world, so naturally there will be no extraneous complications.
What's more important is that Tianfang is protected by Shulan Dzi Bead, so she feels depressed in front of her. If she gets closer, it will probably be even more uncomfortable.
However, as soon as she turned around, a wisp of black air rolled with red light and flew towards the hillside.
Keng——
Fu Zhu raised the Dulu Sword to meet the giant sword emerging from the black mist. In an instant, he retracted his palm and created a bright fire curse seal.
Her movement was too fast, and the black mist only saw a flash of light passing by, and it was impossible to see clearly what weapon the girl was using.
"Human race?"
The hoarse and harsh sound was like the creaking sound of an old waterwheel.
Fu Zhu squinted his eyes and saw a red lantern floating in the black mist. The black energy was divided into several strands and spiraled around it, turning into the shape of a man.
His pale, cold hands held the lantern pole.
"Demon Lord Yuanjia, your soul is not yet stable, so let us deal with this human race."
A short and capable old man, holding a torch, climbed up the mountain ridge.
Behind him were a group of demons that looked like hills and had ugly faces.
Fu Zhu couldn't help but smile contemptuously when she heard what he called the man. The voice was too obvious to ignore in the dark night.
"How dare you!" The old man pointed at the girl and yelled, "How dare you be rude in front of the Demon Lord!"
"His strength is far from the level of the Demon King."
The girl's light voice made the old man become wary, "Who are you?"
Unless she had fought against the real Demon Lord, how would she know that Demon Lord Yuanga was just a fake Demon Lord.
Behind him, an impatient demon shouted: "After tonight's sacrifice, we will soon have a real demon king!"
The old man turned around and shouted sternly: "Shut up!"
How could he tell such an important thing to a girl of unknown origin? What a fool!
As expected, they are low-level demons with no intelligence.
Fu Zhu looked into the distance. She had good eyesight and vaguely saw a black altar. "You want to create a demon king?"
"Do the other Demon Lords know about this?"
The old man's eyes flashed fiercely, "Since you know this secret, you must die!"
Fu Zhu found it funny, "Is it possible that if I don't know this secret, you will let me go?"
The old man snorted, "Of course not."
He smiled strangely, "When Demon Lord Yuanjia devours your soul, you will surely become the most powerful Demon Lord in the history of the Demon World, and maybe you will become the second Demon Lord in the Demon World."
"So what if the other demon kings don't agree? In the demon world, strength is always respected!"
"When we find the Demon King's Order, the entire demon world will be in the hands of our Dream Clan, hahahaha!"
A sharp light wheel split into two, slashing to the left and right. The old man's sinister laughter stopped, and his body turned into black mist that filled the air, and gathered again after a moment.
With a cold look in his eyes, he waved and ordered: "Get in formation and be sure to trap and kill the people in front of you!"
Dozens of demons formed a formation. Their tall bodies were like standing rocks, blocking the surrounding wind. The Yuanjia Demon Lord was holding a red lantern, not looking here, looking into the distance.
The old man bent down beside him and said: "The human race is full of lies. You don't need to take what that little girl said to heart."
