prince emperor corpse

Origin Continent is in two different time and space with Xuanming Youjing.

If you want to feed the carrion bird to grow, you must absorb enough food and dark breath.

As night fell, Mo Rang stepped out from the top of the seven-story pagoda.Get ready to go hunting with bermudas and scavengers.

Although Bermuba really wanted to take this opportunity to escape, but he had a blood contract with Mo Rang.

Unless he can leave the country with his primordial spirit and be reborn with a rebirth, it will be difficult to get rid of Mo Rang's clutches.

Therefore, he gave up the idea of ​​running away.

Of course, Bermuba has very principles in his conduct, no matter what his relationship with Mo Rang is, he will never do things that go against his will, or hurt the world and kill him.

Just thinking about it, just waiting for the future to become stronger, to force Mo to submit, and to lift the unequal contract.

As soon as he got out of the pagoda gate, Bermubai said to Mo Rang: "Fu Niu understands human nature, wherever we go to hunt, we can just follow her~"

Bermubai's serious look provoked Mo Rang to look at him more.

So serious, it feels like something is hiding from him!

However, in the face of strength, any of his small actions are not worth mentioning.

With a long cry of "Jie!", Fu Niu, the carrion bird, carried Mo Rang and Bermubai and flew down the Nine Layers Mountain.

After descending the Nine Layers Mountain and crossing the boundless dark forest, the carrion bird finally stopped at the nearest town of the Nine Layers Mountain.

In the dark night, Bermubai saw Mo Rang's handsome face was deserted and expressionless.

He made several detours in his mind: If you are indifferent now, it will turn you into soft fingers later!

"Jie!" After the carrion bird shrank, it landed on Mo Rang's shoulder, and softly yelled in a certain direction.

"Let's go, Fu Niu should be hungry!" Bermuba urged.

"Lead the way~" Mo Rang turned his head to look at Bermuda, always feeling that there was something in it that he didn't know.

This feeling made his face even colder.

At this time, it was just after nightfall, and the town was relatively bustling.

There are many people who come out to shop and play on the street. Both sides of the street are filled with all kinds of gadgets and food.

People come and go, quite lively.

"This world of mortals is so bustling at night, it seems that my previous days were all wasted." Bermuda sighed.

In the past, when he was the crown prince, he was trapped in the palace and never relaxed for a moment.

When he entered the world of cultivation, he was burdened with the expectations of the entire country, and never dared to indulge himself.

Being able to be as free and unrestrained as now is a blessing in disguise.

"There is a sugar man." Bermubai saw an old man making sugar at the corner of the street from a distance, and immediately walked over full of interest.

He has wanted to eat this food since before, but he only heard about it but never saw it when he was a child, and he was afraid of being laughed at by his classmates when he grew up.

Fortunately, he has been thinking about it for hundreds of years, and now, he can't get his wish until he dies.

I don't know if it's irony or luck~

Bermuda was wearing a black dress, which was not clearly seen in the dimly lit place.

"Old man, sugar maker." Bermuda walked over excitedly and said to the old sugar maker.

The old man who made sugar, heard someone calling him, raised his head, but found that there was nothing in front of him.

"Someone called me just now?" The old man looked around suspiciously, but there was nothing.

"Old man, where are you looking, sugar maker." Bermubai who was standing next to him repeated.

"Oh, so it's this handsome young man!" Hearing the voice, the old man raised his head again, just in time to see Mo Rang approaching.

With a cracked smile on the corner of his mouth, the old man asked, "I don't know, what kind of sugar figure does this young man want to make?"

"Obviously I want to pinch, where are you looking!" Standing in front of the old man, Bai Mubai was not very happy when he saw the old man smiling at Mo Rang.

"Oh, do I have auditory hallucinations, old man?" The old man saw that the handsome young man didn't speak, but a voice kept ringing in his ears.

"Hey, let me laugh, the old man is old and prone to auditory hallucinations." The old man smiled kindly at Mo Rang again.

He directly filtered Bermuba's voice, thinking that his own people were getting old, and the sound was wrong.

"Help me order something like mine~" Bermuda asked the old man not to agree, so he could only say to Mo Rang dryly.

"You are like this, the old man probably won't be able to figure it out~" Mo Rang smiled unconsciously.

It was too dark to be seen, but he was still wearing a black suit.

In such a dimly lit corner, the old man who made the candy maker probably had bad eyesight, and it was really impossible to pinch him out.

"Ah, what did the young master say, the old man's craftsmanship has been passed down for decades, he can fly in the sky and run on the ground, he can pinch anything!" Hearing the handsome young man's words, the old man immediately boasted.

His craftsmanship, the whole street, I am afraid that no one can catch up.

"Then the old man will pinch a bird~" Mo Rang said.

Pinching Xiaobai to embarrass the old man in time, but pinching a bird is fine.

"Okay, young master, wait a moment." The old man shouted happily, and then heated up the stove and started watering.

The old man is very skilled, but after a while, a lifelike bird flies like flying in his hand.

Bermuba took it seriously, so he didn't care about Mo Rang's self-assessment for the time being.

"Okay, son, here it is." The old man handed the sugar figurine he just made to Mo Rang.

Bermuda saw that the sugar figurine had been made, so he reached out and took it, savoring it carefully.

"Yeah, young master, but the old man's eyes are blurred. Why did this sugar figure stop in mid-air by himself?" The old man stared blankly at the sugar figure in mid-air.

He has been a sugar man for decades, and he has never seen anything like this.

"The old man doesn't have to be too surprised about the little way to keep things in the air~" Mo Rang explained lightly, but his eyes were on Bermuda.

"God man, it's the old man with poor eyesight!" The old man exclaimed in surprise, feeling that he had met a god man today.

"Then give this sugar figurine to the young master, so that the old man will also be blessed~" the old man said excitedly.

"If you really give it to me, it's not a blessing, but a dead old man." Bermuba held the sugar figurine and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Oh, ghost!" The old man suddenly saw a mouthful of white teeth exposed in mid-air, and he backed up a few steps in fright, his heart beating violently.

"Old man, although I look dark, your eyes are too bad. I stood here for a long time, but you didn't see me." Bermuba said.

"Is there someone next to you?" The old man rubbed his eyes vigorously when he heard this.

Look carefully, and sure enough, under the dim light, there is a man in black in front of his stall.

Because it was too dark, he never regarded him as a human being.

"Why do you look so dark!" the old man sighed.

"The fetal poison in the mother's womb will not go away for a while, so I am lucky to survive!" Bermuba said indifferently.

He opened his mouth and took a bite of the sugar man, nodding uncontrollably, expressing his approval of the old man's craftsmanship.

Mo Rang listened to what Bermuba said.It's not a taste in my heart.

This person looked heartless and sometimes arrogant, but he didn't expect that such a situation would happen.

Sensing Mo Rang's gaze, Baimubai didn't care too much: "Don't look at me with sympathy. Otherwise, you will regret it in the future~"

Hmph, his blackness is only temporary.

When his flesh and blood are refined, he will still be facing the wind~

Give you some sunshine, and you will be brilliant.Undoubtedly, he was talking about a big-faced person like Bermuda.

Bermubai was eating sugar figurines, Mo Rang walked side by side with him, and Fu Niu was looking for the direction of his food.

After a while, the two of them came to a brightly lit street.

There are a lot of people coming and going here, there are a lot of rich brothers and pretty beauties in explicit clothes.

There was an unpleasant smell of inferior cosmetics in the air.

"Hualou?" Mo Rang frowned and blurted out softly.

"Hey, why did you know it before you went in? Could it be that Lord Mota has visited?" Bermuba had no fear of being exposed for his lies, but was still full of interest in Mo Rang's trip to Hualou.

"Go~" Mo Rang's expression turned cold.

"Just came and left, how can I be worthy of the delicate and beautiful flowers of Wanhualou~" Bermubai made up his mind to see Mo Rang make a fool of himself.

"The reaction is so big, don't tell me you are still..." Bermubai dragged the end of the voice, pretending to be surprised.

This kind of surprised gaze, even a man can't stand it.

"You want to go..." Mo Rang didn't know what to think of, his face that was still dark just now returned to indifference.

"Death under the peony flowers is also romantic, which man doesn't like pretty makeup?" Although Bermuba has never been to this kind of place.

However, the book describes this very romantically.

He really wanted to see if Mo Rang's wooden face was still so indifferent when he was in ecstasy.

A man's friendship starts from Hualou~

"Do you often come to this place?"

"Uh, of course." Bermuba didn't know why he asked this suddenly.

However, for the sake of a man's face, he must not be honest: he has never been here.

"Then I really want to see you show off your glory~" Mo Rang sneered.

Then, he took the lead and walked in.

Mo Rang was outstanding in appearance, and he was surrounded by a group of pretty women just after he entered Baihualou.

"Oh, where did you come from, handsome son, how about I accompany you tonight?" A bold woman approached Mo Rang.

"Tell you bustards to come out~" Mo Rang exuded an aura that strangers should not enter.

The woman approaching him hadn't touched Mo Rang yet.It was pushed out by an invisible force.

"Yes, sir." The woman turned pale with fright, and quickly pushed down.

Seeing this, the rest of the women lost their minds and dispersed.

"Hey, Mo Rang, it's not like you that a man flirts with a girl. You are so indifferent by nature, but you will be lonely for the rest of your life~" Bermubai stepped forward to teach her.

"Oh, then you're teasing me~" Mo Rang's eyes darkened, and he sneered.

"Then I will teach you~" Bermubai was full of pride.

I just saw a beautiful woman walking by.

Bermuba showed a self-confidently charming smile, "Girl, you are so beautiful~ How about spending a spring breeze with the uncle tonight?"

The woman who just passed by wanted to attract Mo Rang's attention.

Suddenly he heard a strangely dark man next to him utter a voice, and he was frightened: "Ghost!"

Then, he ran away in a hurry.

It was the first time she had seen such a black man, if her mother really asked her to accompany the guests later, what would she do if she accidentally left a shadow in her heart?

Fortunately, she is clever and knows how to adapt to the situation, so she shouted: I will definitely not look for her later!

Bermuba had a stiff smile on his face, watching the woman run faster than a rabbit.

"Mo Rang, Yin Zi~" Bermubai was furious, and stretched out his hand to Mo Rang. He still didn't believe that there was no girl that a man couldn't call.

It is said in the book that women in Hualou pay the most attention to money.

As long as you give enough money, even a pig can go.

Emma, ​​bah!Why did he accidentally compare himself to a pig!

Mo Rang didn't sneer at him this time, instead he obediently took out a handful of banknotes and gave it to him.

Bermubai walked to the most conspicuous place in the hall, and slammed the silver ticket on the table with a loud "Click!"

The girls around stopped their movements for an instant, and stared at the bank note under Bermuda's hands with staring eyes.

How much is that thick stack!

"Whoever will accompany the uncle tonight will own the silver ticket!" Bermuba roared.Very satisfied with the expressions of the girls around!

For a moment, there was a moment of silence, and then Bermubai saw the girls in Hualou quickly disperse one by one.

"pat~"

"pat~"

……

The sound of closing the door sounded one after another, but no one was willing to take a second look at Bermuda.

Bermuba thought he was hallucinating.

He is the romantic and suave Patriarch of Yuhua Mountain. In his previous life, there were too many people who praised him for his appearance like a bright moon.

Why, I was born here and was dismissed as garbage~

No wonder, he lived for so long in his previous life, but no girl fell in love with him.

He had a crush on quite a few girls, but once he confessed, they all turned a blind eye to him, avoiding him like snakes and scorpions...

"It turns out that the books are all deceitful." Bermubai couldn't see any sadness on his black face. "Could it be that I'm doomed to be alone forever?"

Bermuda's sadness comes from it, infinitely sentimental.

"Your wish may come true." Mo Rang said. "You forget so quickly, you are mine, even if you die, you can't escape!"

Mo Rang alerted him coldly, poor Bermubai actually saw tenderness in his eyes!

He slapped his forehead violently, thinking that he might have read too much.

"You don't need to remind me all the time. If you die, our contractual relationship will be over." A dead pig in Bermuda is not afraid of boiling water.He raised his eyes, completely indifferent.

"I forgot to tell you, I signed a spiritual contract with you, don't try to kill me, or I will die and you will die." Mo Rang reminded again.

"You're ruthless~" Bermuba gritted his teeth and said.

Unexpectedly, he was sold without knowing it. Even if he died, Mo Rang would be able to pick him out of the grave.