"Brother Song, it seems that my brother is shallow and made a wrong judgment." Huang Sange said to Song Shuhang's evil spirit, "That blood refining pill was not left behind by some transport team."
It was only now that they discovered that the blood refining pill they picked up along the way was actually spit out by a frog on the shoulder of a young man.
"Isn't it just right? We can pick it up along the way. Stay away and don't let them find it." Song Shuhang also looked happy. But he didn't notice a cold glint in Brother Huang's eyes.
Unlike Song Shuhang who has been hanging out with humans all year round, Brother Huang is a "social demon" who has gone through the wild road and has done a lot of shady things. Otherwise, how could he know the location of the black market so well.
"Brother Song, what are you afraid of?" Brother Huang chuckled, "Look, that human has no energy at all, he is just a mortal; that frog has probably just opened his spiritual intelligence and is still in the blood purification realm. He is an amazing pure blood. It’s as good as the sky…”
Brother Huang's words became more and more tempting: "I am in the blood refining realm, and you are in the pure blood realm. Let's join forces and make a decision together."
"Look at the small bag on the frog's back. It must be a treasure. Who knows how many blood refining pills or other treasures are in the bag. Maybe after this is done, we can find a place to call ourselves masters and ancestors!"
Song Shuhang frowned slightly and said cautiously: "Third brother, it's inappropriate. If there are human lives on your hands, it will be stained with human blood, and then Daxuan will have no place for us."
"What's so difficult about this? As long as you have money, you can buy a Qingxin Pill and you can get rid of the blood."
"But look at the frog's little bag. Since it is a treasure, it is enough to show that the other party has a deep background. How can two of us who are in a single gang afford to offend him?"
"My dear brother, what you said is wrong. Where is this place? Fuyun Mountain! There is no village in front of this place, no store in the back, let's finish this ticket quickly and leave immediately. Who can find out who did it by us?"
"But what if they ask a great scholar from the Confucian sect or a real person from the Taoist sect to make calculations?"
Brother Huang's face gradually became impatient, and he looked at Song Shuhang with a cold face: "Brother Song, this is the wealth that has been delivered to my door, why are you trying to resist it? At worst, we can hide in the barbaric land in the north or the demonic land in the south, and we will be as free and at ease as possible."
"But……"
"There is no but!" Brother Huang interrupted Song Shuhang and said, "Originally, I just wanted to share the benefits with you, so I called you to join me. Do you think I can't deal with them alone? Let's just forget it if you don't want to take action. , stay here and don’t move. I will succeed later, and I will give you a benefit!"
Song Shuhang wanted to persuade him again, but the blood-red color in Huang Sange's eyes flashed, and the tail behind him shook, and a long sword flew out from the fluffy tail, and he caught it in his hand: "That's it. , I must make this vote!"
After saying that, Brother Huang stalked forward with his sword in hand.
Looking at Brother Huang's back, Song Shuhang was a little anxious. He was originally a squirrel on a tree in an academy. He listened to the Master's explanation of "benevolence" and became wise and wise. He also served as a guard for mankind for more than ten years, and he really couldn't see any harm to mankind. Although Huang Sange is a weak being in the blood refining realm, he has refined the innate magic "stinking smell" into magical power. Ordinary people will be poisoned if they smell it, and they have no ability to fight back.
"That's all, I need to stop him. The worst I can do is give the ten blood refining pills I picked up along the way to my third brother as an apology!" Song Shuhang made a decision in his heart, and when he was about to rush forward, the situation suddenly changed in front of him.
I saw Brother Huang lurking not far away from Chen Luo, straightening his sword and stabbing Chen Luo in the back. As if there were eyes behind his back, Chen Luo turned slightly to avoid Brother Huang's sword. The blood pattern on Huang Sange's back flickered, and a stream of gas quickly dissipated from Huang Sange's body, wrapping Chen Luo and Frog Son together. Brother Huang Sange stabbed into the air mass again with his sword.
"Third brother, stop! I..." Song Shuhang shouted, but before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw a hand sticking out of the stinking air. The fingers of that hand merged into sword fingers, and he opened the long sword in Huang Sange's hand. Then the human rushed out of the air mass unharmed, changed his fingers into claws, grabbed Huang Sange's throat, and lifted him up. got up.
"Sir... have mercy on me!" At this moment, Huang Sange realized that he had kicked an iron plate. Although he is in the blood refining realm, the most important criterion for the demon clan to evaluate strength is still bloodline. The stench that had always been invincible actually failed, and he lost his greatest reliance.
"Give me a reason to spare you!" Chen Luo said coldly. In order to guard against Lian Ai, Chen Luo never dissolved his fusion with Daizong. Chen Luo had already noticed it when the two goblins discussed sneak attack on them. As for the poisonous gas... Just kidding, Chen Luo has now entered the Tongmai realm and does not need to breathe through his mouth and nose at all.
However, Chen Luo still glanced at the frog son who was still "Beijing paralyzed" on his shoulder with some surprise. It seemed not surprised by what happened in front of him, and the stench had no effect on him at all.
"I...I..." Huang Sange's thoughts were racing at this moment, trying to persuade the other party to save his life. At this moment, he suddenly felt his heart beating fast and the blood in his body was about to break through the skin...
The frog son of "Beijing Paralysis" suddenly squatted down, stretched out his tongue and licked the air: "Quack... (the smell of insects!)"
At this moment, Chen Luo suddenly discovered that the eyes of the weasel spirit in his hand were red and his whole body began to bulge.
"Quack! (Throw it away!)"
Chen Luo raised his arm and shook it hard. At the same time, Frogson lowered his head slightly, and a huge tortoise shell flew out from the backpack behind him, blocking himself and Chen Luo behind the tortoise shell. After all this was done, Huang Sanlang's body was thrown less than three meters. Huang Sanlang screamed, and his whole body suddenly exploded, turning into a rain of flesh and blood. The huge impact caused by the explosion directly shattered the tortoise shell summoned by Frog Son. The impact hit Chen Luo. Chen Luo subconsciously turned around and protected Frog Son. A shock wave hit Chen Luo's back. He was knocked away and didn't stop until he hit a giant tree.
At this time, a burst of clapping came from a distance. Chen Luo struggled to stand up and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a slender figure slowly walking towards him.
"Lian Ai!" Chen Luo was shocked. Although the other party changed clothes and covered his face with a veil, Chen Luo recognized it at a glance. It was Lian Ai!
"Little brother, you are really good!" Lian Ai walked past Song Shuhang. Song Shuhang was completely stunned by Brother Huang's explosion and stood motionless. And Lian Ai didn't even glance at Song Shuhang as she walked past him, as if this pure-blood squirrel spirit was just an ant at her feet.
"The blood refining realm monster's body plus my explosion Gu didn't even hurt you. I'm becoming more and more interested in you..."
Lian Ai's eyes fell on the frog son in Chen Luo's hand, and she smiled contemptuously: "It seems that you have made a new friend. Why don't you introduce him?"
"Quaa? (Enemy?)"
Chen Luo looked at Lian Ai, took a deep breath, and turned around suddenly——
run!
He ran tens of meters away in an instant.
Lian Ai was not in a hurry, her face showed the satisfaction of a cat catching a mouse...
…
Chen Luo ran all the way with his frog son and asked: "Uncle Frog, do you have any powerful treasure on your body that can deal with that witch?"
"Quack! (No!)"
"Damn it, life and death are at stake, don't be stingy, or I'll throw you out as a shield!"
"Quack! (Really not!)"
"Don't you have anything on your body to protect yourself, you, the noble demon young master from a wealthy family?"
"Gua... Gua... (I ran away from home. Powerful treasures are restricted. If I bring them out, won't I show the way to my family?)"
"you……"
Chen Luo turned around and saw that Lian Ai had her hands behind her back, with a playful determination in her eyes. Her feet were shining with light, and she crossed several meters in one step. Her speed was not slow at all, and she landed tightly behind them.
"Can't escape!" Chen Luo's heart sank, and he understood what was going on. He grabbed the frog son and raised his arms high.
"Quack! Quack! Quack! (You bad guy, she is your enemy! Put me down!)"
Chen Luo shook his hand vigorously, threw the frog son forward, and shouted: "Run!"
The little frog flew in the air and looked back at Chen Luo, with an unclear meaning in his eyes...
Chen Luo no longer cares about it. Since the little frog can't do anything, then don't involve it.
Chen Luo turned around, picked up a wooden branch from the ground, and faced Lian Ai.
Lian Ai wanted to deal with him because of Wen Xin, and he also gained martial arts because of Wen Xin.
A peck and a drink bring blessing and misfortune to each other.
What is supposed to come will still come.
A sixth-grade Gu Master?
Fight for your life!
