Chapter 33: The visitor is not good

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 1960Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19
As the sun sets and the moon rises, the clear light shines on the peaks and valleys. After eating and drinking, the monsters stagger around one by one and fall asleep next to the bonfire. The warmth on their backs is very comfortable. Soon they are snoring like thunder, one after another, startling the birds and insects.

Wei Shiqi stood on the top of the peak, his gaze like a torch, with Li An and Tie Hou waiting beside him. Following his gaze, the end of his field of vision was dark and difficult to distinguish, and he didn't know how many dangers were hidden there. After waiting for a long time, Iron Monkey got impatient and couldn't help but stretch out his paws and tugged on his master's sleeves. He was very shy and begged for a drink. The monkey head was very powerful in this battle, killing countless monsters, and even the red corpse was killed by the stick. Wei Shiqi was in a good mood, and touched its head to encourage it, and rewarded it with a jar of fine wine. The aroma of the wine was astonishing through the mud seal. , it is a heavenly wine, comparable to ordinary water and wine.

Iron Monkey was overjoyed and patted off the mud seal with his bare hands and feet. He held the wine jar in his arms and drank a few swigs to stop his alcohol addiction. Lei Gong showed an intoxicated look on his face. Li An looked on with cold eyes and found it interesting. This monkey head was a spiritual creature that was born in the earth. It was rare to find but had a simple mind, extraordinary fighting power, and a heavy drinking habit, but he didn't know where it came from.

The Iron Monkey was originally a stubborn piece of iron conceived in the Golden Mother's Cave. By some strange combination of circumstances, it fell into the hands of Wei Shiqi. Lan Rongyu didn't value it at first, but later realized that he had missed a huge opportunity. He felt regretful and never mentioned it on weekdays. , the only people who knew about Wuming Palace were Mei Zhenren, Tu Zhen and others. Li An lived deep in the Heavenly Demon Palace and had never heard of it. She couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked about the origin of the monkey head. Wei Shiqi didn't hide it from her and explained a few words casually. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and kept silent.

Li An knew something was wrong, he squeezed the magic formula with both hands, closed his eyes and secretly activated the magic power, and vaguely sensed a breath of abyss, which seemed to be near or far, erratic, as if he was spying from a distance. She felt a shiver in her heart. The person who came was very hidden, and his methods were as powerful as seizing the opportunity. Nine times out of ten, he was one of the seven generals sent by the Wheel-turning King.

Wei Shiqi lowered his eyes and watched Iron Monkey drink heavily and eat large pieces of meat. His mouth was full of oil and he was very happy. The corner of his mouth moved slightly, showing a faint smile, not caring about the enemy at all. Li An's eyes gradually lit up, and countless magic patterns flickered like stars. With a flick of his fingers, the demonic energy silently gathered into a nebula, slowly rotating, covering a land with a radius of hundreds of miles.

After more than ten breaths, the aura of the abyss could not escape, and a figure slowly soared into the sky, with a pair of dark wings spread out from under its sides, holding its elbows with both hands, legs and feet stretched straight, hehe sneered and said: "A pearl of rice dares to shine in the abyss! "The voice was low and gentle, and it was impossible to tell the difference between male and female. Li An's heart trembled when he heard the words, and he immediately realized that the demonic energy could not touch the other party at all, like oil floating on water, clearly separated.

Iron Monkey was drunk and in high spirits. He was interrupted by the other party. He felt very unhappy. He staggered to his feet, burped, and rolled his red eyes. He was about to say a few harsh words when he suddenly remembered his master's fate. Pretending to be mute, he quickly closed his mouth tightly and pulled out the water cloud stone stick from his ear. Wei Shiqi waved his hand to signal it not to act rashly.

He was eighty-nine points drunk, but there was still a glimmer of clarity in Iron Monkey's heart, and he could not disobey his master's order. He immediately put away the stone stick, held the wine jar and stepped aside, fearing that he would not be able to protect himself fully if he used his hands later, and faced him with his mouth. Open your mouth, gurgling, gurgling, and pour the remaining half of the jar of wine into your mouth.

Spread your wings in the sky, overlooking the mountains, rivers and land, looking down at the little ants from high above. The breath of the abyss is condensed and undissipated, like wolf smoke rushing straight into the sky. Thousands of monsters in the Snake Belly Basin of Tunxiang Mountain are sleeping soundly without realizing it. The darkness is so close that they dare not underestimate it. All the devilish energy is absorbed in the blink of an eye. Retracting it, the body shape turned from real to virtual, disappearing into the void.

Li An used all his strength to activate the magic power and used stillness to stop it. As long as he didn't take action, there would be no flaws at all. The monster let out a "huh" sound, quite unexpectedly. The magical power outside the abyss was very different, and he couldn't see the clues with his eyesight. Although it is a small trick, it is also somewhat interesting.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come. Wei Shiqi raised his head and looked at him, raised his left leg and stepped down gently. The water vapor condensed into ice at the foot, which was only a few inches thick. It floated in the air without moving at all, and held his body firmly. rise. In the Lingji Pond, the blood relics were floating and sinking, and the coldness was gushing out. Wei Shiqi raised his right leg again and stepped on a piece of solid ice. His steps seemed slow but were actually fast, walking smoothly on the clouds. He did not move any time to make it easier for the opponent to compete with him.

The ice layer was getting higher and higher, crystal clear, like a sloping ladder to the sky, and the cold air was thick. The monster narrowed its eyes slightly, looked Wei Shiqi up and down, and said: "Hold on, the person coming is the one who has been killed in front of the Hundred-year-old Valley." Duo’s Han Shiba?”

Wei Shiqi nodded slightly and asked: "Who are you?"

The monster smiled lowly and said: "A certain family is Wei Zheng, the general under King Chakravartin's command!"

Wei Shiqidun remembered what Fan Bashan said. Wei Zheng was one of the three generals in the direct line of King Zhuan Lun. He could not be compared to the people who led the machine. He came so quickly. He must have heard that he was defeated and died in the battle, so he relied on his magical power. Yes, he abandoned his army and came alone to explore the truth.

As expected, Wei Zheng asked again: "I heard that the leader also died in your hands. Is this true?"

"That's right." Wei Shiqi's thoughts swirled in his mind, and he secretly had murderous intentions. The moonlight in the sky was dim, the stars gradually disappeared, and the evil stars flickered with blood and quietly descended above their heads.

Wei Zheng raised his hand and pinched his chin, and said with great interest: "Your Excellency worked for Baisui Valley, attacked Tunxiang Mountain, defeated the army that led the machine, and pulled out a nail. What benefits did Fan Bashan promise? Could it be that you are from the West? The hidden stake where the Lord Fan Wei was lying?"

Wei Shiqi said: "Before, the Wheel-turning King sent a projection to meet me and asked me who is the master..."

No wonder the King of Wheels warned them to be wary of this person and not to be careless. Wei Zheng suddenly realized, "Oh? This is happening? How do you answer?"

Wei Shiqi said quietly: "I am my master."

Wei Zheng was greatly shocked. The three emperors, six kings, and four directions in the abyss are not my lord. I am my lord. What pride, what courage, what...ambition! After being distracted for a moment, the situation suddenly changed, and streaks of blood light fell from the sky, like giant pillars, staggering forward and backward, locking everyone within a hundred miles. Wei Zheng frowned. Although the blood light was far away, it made him feel uneasy. He subconsciously looked up and saw only the stars and the moon without light. A big blood-red star was pressed very low, echoing Han Shiba in the distance. Form one body.

What kind of magical power is this? Could it be that Han Shiba planned to keep him? Wei Zheng found it funny. Since he dared to come alone to find out what was going on, he must be absolutely sure that the man named Han had killed Tudor's plot one after another. He was so angry that he thought he had a plan, and wanted to strike while the iron was hot and then conquer the city. In this case , might as well teach him a painful lesson.

After making up his mind, Wei Zheng grinned and asked knowingly, "What do you want, Your Excellency?"

Wei Shiqi stretched out his hand and grasped it, took the red copper hate stick in his palm, pointed it at Wei Zheng and said: "We are our enemies. We meet on a narrow road. How can we miss it easily! Come and come, let's have a life and death battle. What will happen to the direct generals under the King of Wheels?" Let’s wait and see what means we can use!”