Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"You let go!"

"Press...it hit Lao Tzu's wound!"

"Fuck, shit!"

Zhao Zicheng kept struggling.

Sun Wen let go of his hand slowly, and turned to look at Yu Sheng: "You're full of energy, you're alive and kicking, it's good, you can continue to participate in the battle."

"You take him in. I'll stay outside and take care of these two. By the way, wait and see if the rest of us arrive."

As he spoke, Sun Wen put away his precious small porcelain bottles and walked in front of the other two wounded.

To them, Sun Wen was much more polite. First he grabbed his hind leg, swung it up, carried it on his shoulder, walked away, hid in a hidden place, and came back to get another one.

After hiding the two, Sun Wen cleaned up the blood on the ground.

"You are busy, I will cheer for you."

"Zhao Zicheng saved some private money. I know where it is hidden. It is enough for the banquet."

After finishing everything, Sun Wen looked at Yu Sheng and Zhao Zicheng with a smile on his face, then turned and left by himself with a smile and waved.

"He...how did he find out about me...my private money."

Zhao Zicheng stood where he was, dumbfounded.

"When you hid the money at the door of the backyard, under the rockery, we happened to be there..."

Yu Sheng spoke calmly.

Zhao Zicheng's face was as black as ink for a moment.

"Well, Xu Yuanqing is also there."

Yu Sheng thought about it carefully, and added another piece of news that he thought was more important.

This time, Zhao Zicheng's face was not as simple as turning black, his whole body was numb, and he wished he could leave Shenxu immediately and go back to Mo Academy to check his private money...

Um...

It seems that there is no need to check.

For a while, Zhao Zicheng felt worse than being stabbed ten thousand times.

The reason for hiding money, or cash, is to guard against Xu Yuanqing, an old thief!

"I suddenly felt that my injury was almost healed."

"Let's go in!"

"There must be a big... harvest in it!"

At this moment, Zhao Zicheng's eyes showed an incomparably raging fighting spirit. He just stood up straight, and without hesitation, he took the sniper rifle that Sun Wen left him, and walked towards the gate of the building.

Go forward indomitably, who else can I.

It is estimated that a demon god is blocking the door now, and he dares to make gestures with the demon god.

Yu Sheng silently followed behind Zhao Zicheng and walked into the gate.

"Ok?"

The moment he stepped into the gate, Yu Sheng frowned slightly, held the long sword in his hand, tensed his muscles, and felt his surroundings vigilantly.

Something is wrong!

This door also has the law of space. From the outside, it seems that it has just walked into the building in an ordinary way.

But in fact...has already entered another space.

"In the God Ruins, open up space again..."

"And it is to establish a stable and long-lasting space in an already fragile space."

"To what extent do you have to be proficient in understanding the laws of space before you can complete it..."

At least, with Yu Sheng's current understanding of space, he dare not think about such things at all.

Even asking him to open up a space in the outside world is still impossible. He can only barely use the law of space to make his teleportation farther and open up a few space cracks to increase his aggressiveness!

Well, I can still detect some hidden existences in the space.

When he enters the seven senses, he may try to use the fluctuations in space to let himself go tens of meters or even hundreds of meters in one step.

Although he now understands how to accomplish this kind of operation, neither the physical strength nor the control of the power of rules can complete it.

This is tantamount to him understanding how to do Qijue, but he...can't do it yet.

But when his strength improves again, all this will naturally happen naturally.

It's just that, under the drag of multiple awakening objects, it is several times more difficult than other people's to achieve seven awakenings.

Even if Yu Sheng is on the road, holding the top-level demon crystal in his hand, and occasionally absorbing a lot of energy, it will take a long, long time to enter Qijue.

"Why are the protagonists in the novel able to leapfrog challenges..."

"I can't beat the seventh-level demon king."

Yu Sheng muttered to himself, and after a moment of daze, he regained his clarity and stood in a courtyard.

According to the pattern of the building, it's like entering an old castle.

But in front of him is a courtyard, rockery, artificial lake, and lawn. Even if no one has lived there for many years, it does not look desolate.

Looking up, the sun is shining on the courtyard, giving people a sense of tranquility.

Sitting on a rocking chair in the courtyard, looking at the lake and basking in the sun, it will probably be a good enjoyment.

"According to the ability of Sun Wen's awakened objects, we haven't harvested any items for half a day, so it can be understood as saving another big one."

"Then is this treasure in this space, or is it going to break the space and return to the castle?"

Yu Sheng stood where he was, without moving around for the first time, and fell into deep thought.

Zhao Zicheng stood beside him and looked around for ten weeks. He used the sniper rifle as a crutch to support his body.

"How to say?"

He looked around warily and asked casually.

Yu Sheng came back to his senses: "Let's go and see."

"Ah."

"Hey, how long has it been since our Bloody Shuangsha team made a move together?"

"I really can't imagine how terrifying our two murderers will be together."

"I really feel sorry for those Yaozu."

Zhao Zicheng grinned, casually placed the sniper rifle on his shoulder, and pointed forward: "Ren Tu, Zhao Zicheng! Today in Shenxu, kill demons and testify!"

While speaking, Zhao Zicheng limped forward. He could use the sniper rifle as a crutch, but he refused to put the sniper rifle off his shoulder.

perhaps...

It makes him look... handsome?

Whenever a boy in the second grade sees a stick, what he thinks after all is to wave it twice like the Monkey King, not like Limp Li.