Man Huang Feng Bao

In the middle of the night, the rain stopped slowly and the wind became colder and colder.

Zhu Sijia gasified and kept taking care of Ye Chuan in the tent himself. He was nervous and nervous during the day, and slowly fell into sleep on the edge of the bed.

Zhu Sijia is really asleep, and his nose is even and long. Ye Chuan, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and got up and gently put a coat on Zhu Sijia and quietly left.

In the camp, quietly, no one saw Ye Chuan's figure. After the assassination of the storm, people no longer have to celebrate, have to rest or practice, and look forward to the last battle of tomorrow.

Following the induction of Xiaoyan, Ye Chuan sneaked into the camp of Aesop, which was empty. In the middle of the night, this guy is not resting in the camp, but disappears without a trace, and there are ghosts!

Ye Chuan sneered, screaming the soul and letting go out of the mind, and Xiao Xiao left the camp one after the other and went straight to a mountain halfway up the mountain.

Xiaoyan is in front, Ye Chuan is behind, two or three kilometers apart. After the cultivation of the reincarnation and the swallowing of the scorpion, this little scorpion, like the golden scorpion king and the piglet, becomes a part of Ye Chuan’s hands, feet, eyes and ears in a certain sense, and can be spooked unconsciously. The situation is similar to the legendary Buddhist practice.

Halfway up the mountain, next to a cold wind whistling.

Jin Zhikun, the master of the alchemy hall, stood straight, standing on the edge of the cliff on his toes, his face covered with black cloth and unable to see his expression, but his eyes were cold and cold like two cold knife.

Aesop stood behind Jin Zhikun, slightly bent, and looked resentful, unwilling and uneasy. In just a few days, this incomparable genius was a lot older than a teenager. Over and over again, the carefully designed conspiracy and sinister failures failed one after another. Seeing that Ye Chuan, who had been disdainful, raised his prestige and increased his popularity, he was hit hard.

The two stood quietly, silent, but only the whistling wind swept past. When Ye Chuan arrived, the two seemed to have finished, and they didn’t say anything when they just met.

Ye Chuan cautiously lurked in the bushes, screaming the soul and commanding Xiao Xiao to slowly climb over.

Jin Zhikun has not yet broken through to the real world, but he has been cultivated as a different person, and he feels keen and tumbling. I suddenly turned my heart back to the heart, and I noticed that there was something close. It was discovered that it was a small dragonfly, and this pair of eyes slowly calmed down.

"The Lord, is there really no other way?" For a long time, Aesop broke the silence and looked bitter.

The seven first-class killers have no return, and they can't kill Ye Chuan. He really has nothing to lose. Tomorrow is the last day of Vabu, and I don’t want to miss the opportunity. If you don't do anything, you will be severely punished by the three elders when you return to the cloud.

After repeated failures, Aesop now has no arrogance. No longer think about how to get ahead, how to complete the task of the three elders.

After successfully completing the task, he is still a pro-disciple of the three elders. It is the arrogant son of Yunwu Zong who is expected to replace Ye Chuan as a new disciple of Zongmen. If the mission fails, he must be reprimanded; luck is good, just thinking about it for a few years, bad luck, it is very possible to get it to the back of the mountain.

"No, that is the best way and the only way."

Jin Zhikun replied, and said coldly: "So, tomorrow your own efforts will be the most crucial, Aesop, understand?"

"In case...in case, Ye Chuan, the kid, he wouldn't agree?" Aesop asked, his face squatting and sweating.

"This is your business. You can't complete the task. You can find a way to explain to the three elders. And I am too big to find another opportunity to get rid of Ye Chuan."

Jin Zhikun looked at Aesop coldly, and flew away, and his eyes disappeared without a trace.

On the foothills, Aesop trembled and his legs were soft and weak. After a while, this took a heavy step to leave, his face was cloudy and his teeth were gnashing.

Next to the mountain, the cold wind whistling, and after Aesop went away, Ye Chuan came out of the darkness.

"Worried that I don't agree? These two guys, what kind of conspiracy did they come up with?"

Ye Chuan sneered, his heart was prepared, and Xiao Xiao received the Qinglian lamp and was about to leave. Suddenly, the muscles of the heart were tightened and slowly turned around, only to see the darkness. Under the bushes, I don’t know when I have a figure.

More than three meters high, the body is extremely sturdy, like a hill, the momentum is compelling, wearing a black robe, with a big big bucket on the head, and the two sides of the forehead slightly arched as if there are two drum kits on the head. Across a dozen meters, a large violent savage screams, like a wild beast that is ready to move.

"The Horned Devil, Nagus?" asked Ye Chuan, secretly swaying the body to swallow the heavens.

Seeing the other party's costume, he suddenly felt a move, remembering the experience of the fat man Zhao Dazhi in the underground ghost market.

"Smart, a generation of Yunwu Zong disciples, it really has eyesight. Yes, I am Nagus!"

The black robe smiled and walked step by step. The pressure in the air surged, step by step, and said: "Young people, since you met, you guessed who the deity is, the deity. Why are you looking for you, you should know clearly?"

In the mountains, in the middle of the squat, or in the middle of the night, suddenly encountered such a sorrowful and ruthless horned devil, where to go?

Ye Chuan's pupils are tightening, this moment, far more dangerous than the fat man of the day!

At this time, in such a place, no one knows if someone is killed. If you just drop the body to the mountain, you can destroy the dead!

"A ghost is not enough?"

Ye Chuan calmed down and changed his mind, quietly watching Najis, the corner demon who was getting closer and closer. When I saw the horned devil walking, my knees didn’t bend and my eyelids jumped. “Well, as long as you can afford to pay, it’s fine to sell you a few ghosts!”

"Haha, hahaha, young people, so to say, is that ghost character really what you are refining?"

The horned devil, Nagus, laughed, and suddenly jumped to the front of Ye Chuan. A pair of eyes were green and like two ghosts, and the laughter was hoarse. "Ha ha ha, I really didn't think that the world of Dongtian has not been found yet. I met a master of refining. Young people, it’s not enough to come back a few ghosts. Go back to the dark moon with the deity, and refine the runes in the corner hall. How?"

The horned devil, Nagus, has two eyes shining. Seeing that Ye Chuan seems to have encountered a rare treasure, his mouth is polite, and the power fluctuations in the body are steadily rising, and the obvious softness is hard to come. Ye Chuan walked away.

Since the ancient times, the Tianhuo mainland has been arrogant, with a pleasant environment. The dark moon is different in the mainland. It is spread over volcanoes and deserts. The harsh environment has always been a place where the demon people live. When it comes to the dark moon continent, even a master of seven monks is probably unable to escape from birth and become a slave to the demon!