I refuse this box lunch

If the person who comes is a demon, everyone is a colleague. Although the demon kings of the ten directions are often keen to fight in the nest, and their forces are their own masters, no one can understand anyone, but if there is no fundamental conflict of interest involved, they can still coexist peacefully. .

If the person who came was an immortal, he must be punished for this evil leader who has done all kinds of bad things.

After all, Fuhe's current attire is full of evil spirits, and the demon atmosphere is soaring at first glance, and not killing is not enough to quell the hatred of the righteous way.Even if he could reveal his original identity as an immortal cultivator in time, neither the demonic energy in his body nor the demonic cultivator means he was operating could be used as conclusive evidence to explain clearly.

The situation in the cave just now was probably seen by this person, and Fuhe hoped that the person who came was a fairy and not a demon, so that he could use his actions to save mortals as a cover and survive.

And when he looked left and right, the men in front of him all had good looks like exiled immortals, their eyes were clear, their aura was as cold as snow, and there was no trace of magic or true energy leaking from their bodies. style.

The possibility of being a person in the immortal way is even higher.

After all, there are all sorts of strange things in the magic cultivator, and the black eyes and hair colors are even more varied, and the words "big devil" are all but tattooed on his face.They are arrogant and domineering, do whatever they want, never restrain the growth of hope, and the emotions in their eyes will never be so pure.

unless……

Fu Wo secretly inhaled.

Unless, the one in front of him is a big devil who has been hiding from the world for a long time, and his aesthetics is behind the times, so he will appear on the stage in a sober and low-key manner.

"Senior." Fuhe felt that it would be impossible for him not to take the initiative to speak out, and he had already called people out.

His questioning posture should be lowered as it should be, and the wrinkled skin demon put on a slightly ingratiating smile, and his desire to survive was almost overwhelming, "I don't know you are here to clean up, please forgive me for disturbing you. This is far from went."

Da Neng generally has a temper. Whether you leave or stay, you must respectfully report to him. If you act rashly, you will only appear arrogant and annoying.

As far as Fu He could see, the unidentified man in black had been staring at the void air in front of him since he appeared, as if he had created a realm of peace in the square inch of heaven and earth, and his mind wandered beyond the sky.

It looked strangely quiet.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the man's gaze shifted towards him immediately, it looked like lightness, but spread out like a substance, like a sky net that had nowhere to hide, wrapped him densely, until It is so fixed that no one can move.

Fuhe's whole body was stiff, and the alarm bells were ringing in his heart.

Escape, there is nowhere to escape.

Defense, there is nothing to do.

Just as he was so anxious that his thoughts were running quickly, he heard the sound of gold and stone touching jade. The man's tone was indifferent, and he answered the question, and said slowly: "Your shoes seem to be wet."

Fuhe: "..." The frozen and tense breath all over his body suddenly relaxed, and he was almost depressed.

The fierce life-and-death battle did not start at all, and Fuhe was completely unexpected. Instead, the unexpected question of "shoes are wet" was thrown out, which made him really speechless.

The water vapor around the cold pool is luxuriant. In order to preserve his spiritual power, Fuhe did not always resist the cold water vapor. "Zhu Niangniang" is not a real woman, no matter how beautifully the patterns on the embroidered shoes are made, it won't be a pity to get dirty or damaged.Besides, the extravagant and voluptuous devil is not in the mood to search for a precious pair of shoes with ordinary defense and low-quality materials.

The pool water is not ordinary water, and its erosive force is astonishing. After walking all the way, the soles and uppers of the shoes are covered with deep dew.

Just in response to that sentence, I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet.

But what made him even more unexpected was that the person in front of him was a mystery and behaved abnormally, so he directly took out a pair of brand new sheepskin boots and wanted to give him a gift.

The tiny runes and incantations are densely embedded in the stitches and cloud patterns. It is well-made, full of aura, and the material is extraordinary. You can tell at a glance that this is undoubtedly a good magic weapon.

"Give it to me?" Fuhe stood there in a daze, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

The man in black still had that cold look, and nodded slightly: "Here you are."

Seeing Fuhe's expression of hesitation, he pondered for a while, and said again surprisingly, "Come here, I'll put it on for you."

Fowler has traveled through so many worlds and met so many people, but he has never slipped around a corner in the dark without any plot clues.The system mall can no longer be opened, and the only thing he can rely on now is his own cultivation ability.

Unexpectedly, Yuanshen was the latest to start among the same generation of Fengyuan Sect. He had just refined Qi not long ago during the battle of immortals and demons. Later, his cultivation was always limited by foreign objects and mental states, and he was able to form alchemy only after more than a hundred years.Touching the threshold of the Nascent Soul was just a few years ago, and he almost fell into a demon and died.

Visually, I couldn't fight it out, and ten more like him would be enough.Fuhe is a gentleman who understands current affairs, so he had to bear the burden of humiliation, thought for a while, and then agreed.

From the expression of the man in Xuanyi, one can vaguely feel a softness called joy.With a movement of his eyes, a couch appeared out of nowhere in front of him: "Sit."

Fowler wanted to touch his cheek inappropriately.He knew it when he looked at himself, not to mention anything else, but his own face was enough capital to bring disaster to the country and the people.

The couch is soft and comfortable, as soon as you sit on it, it automatically floats up five feet from the ground, like swinging on a cloud.

The man in black clothes approached, his eyes stopped somewhere, and he bent slightly.

Fowler was extremely uncomfortable.

Those slender, jade-like palms quickly locked onto the half-soaked embroidered shoes.One held the slender ankle in a circle, and the other held the wet heel and twisted it.

The movements that should have been ambiguous were performed by the man with an unspeakable peace and focus, so dangerous that Fuhe resisted the intention of going all out and pulling his feet back.

It should be...not what he thought.

The shoes fell to the ground, and the moment the tender white insteps came into contact with the cold air, a layer of light red appeared, and wet water stains stuck to them, making them look pink and delicate.

Afterwards, the dry and clean sleeves were picked up neatly, and the man wrapped Fuhe's soles with it without hesitation, and wiped it carefully.

Although the material of the clothes on his body cannot be discerned, he knows that it is very precious and is used to wipe his feet...

This is not over yet, there is a small mark on the ankle that was scratched by the black branch at an unknown time, and the warm thumb gently wiped it, and there was not a trace left.

Fu Wo curled up his toes slightly, feeling a little overwhelmed.

The new boots are very comfortable and fit like a custom fit.Intentionally or unintentionally, the attributes of this magic weapon echoed with the righteous energy in his body, and the gentle clear energy flowed around the meridians from under his feet, and the demonic energy in his dantian became much more stable.

It turns out that those difficult spells still have this purpose, and they must have come from the hands of famous immortal cultivators.And Moxiu probably wouldn't bring such damaging things with him.

Not being rewarded for nothing, Fuhe inevitably had to say something polite and open:

"Thank you senior for the gift, such a good thing, I am ashamed to receive it."

If this person wants something in exchange, although he may not be able to get it now, he will not always be in debt.

The man in black obviously understood the implication of this sentence. To this, his reaction was to calmly raise his eyes, and sweep Fuhe's face twice.

Fuhe thought: Are you really coveting this face?

Just when he was thinking about how to refuse with decisive words, he heard the man say softly: "You are just wasting your time saving those people."

Fuhe suppressed the look of astonishment, but his heart jumped twice more.

"Hmm...Senior, what do you mean?" Let's pretend to be stupid first, it is not clear whether it is a real organization or not.

"Their fate is sealed." The content of the man's words was vague, but he looked at Fuhe with deep eyes, "There are many evil spirits in the forbidden area, you shouldn't come here."

"Evil?" Fuhe was very puzzled. He subconsciously felt that the other party had no intention of hurting him, so he asked, "But I have been to Houya several times, and I have never encountered anything..."

The voice stopped abruptly, as smart as him, he quickly thought of one of the possibilities——

Those so-called evil spirits may have been temporarily expelled by a powerful existence, so he couldn't meet them.

It's no wonder that other demon cultivators never run here, and the wrinkled skin demon stays far away when the corpse is collapsed, and runs away as soon as it is collapsed.

It turned out to be the case.

"Thank you for your help, senior." Say yes first, "There is nothing to repay."

Hearing the words, the man seemed to smile secretly, the smile was so light that he could hardly catch it, "You don't need to report it."

That's good.

Fu Wo breathed a sigh of relief.After all, there is still the original data here, and he only gets the credit this time, so he has to report it, but it will be a loss.

"I saved those people because I was moved with compassion." Up to now, he has not kept a secret, considering to hide his true thoughts halfway. They will not let their lives die in other places, and their souls fly away. If we can try to leave a way for them to survive, no matter what their fate is, they will feel at ease if they do their best."

It's also strange, the man is standing opposite, his eyes and expressions are clear at a glance, and he doesn't stay on Fuhe all the time.

But he just had an illusion, as if he was always surrounded by countless eyes, like a light on his back.

"Do everything you can..." The man in Xuanyi repeated in a low voice.

Fuhe nodded, and sincerely suggested: "If the seniors can also let the passersby let them go, the chances of surviving will be higher. They are all good seedlings. After a hundred years, they may not be unable to make achievements."

Look, in Cao Ying, with a heart in Han, what a noble undercover quality.

The man agreed decisively, with one word: "Yes."

He raised his arm to signal Fu Wo, "You don't need to say thank you anymore, you can go."

Words follow, and the thorns of the whole black forest suddenly branched out into a smooth road in the middle, the sharp branches on both sides converged together, the bad grasses and wild seedlings obeyed and declined, and it was quiet and secluded.

Tanzi's trail led to a high ramp so that Fowle could fly up the cliff unscathed.

I couldn't be more considerate.

"I..." Fuhe suddenly hesitated, looked back at the man quickly, thought for a while, and asked softly, "Has the senior been living in seclusion here all this time?"

The man nodded: "My name is Wu Luan, just call me by my name."

"Wu Luan." Fuhe rubbed his face, "My name is Zhu Fuhe."

Wu Luan opened her lips lightly, and called out in a whisper: "Fuhe." Then said, "I won't stay here for long, maybe no one will take care of you next time."

Fuhe was about to say something, when he saw a flickering wind letter rushing past in the air, and fell into his fingertips as if guided.

The content of the letter is very brief.The childish Yao Mojun was notoriously lazy, and this time he sent an errand to Zuo Dharma to travel far away.

The only difference is that this meddling Demon Lord is about to summon him right now.Zhiyao is lazy and impatient, so it is not easy to procrastinate and perfunctory.

So Fuhe had no choice but to hastily nodded to Wu Luan: "Understood, Wu Luan...we are destined to meet again." Then he quickly left from the back cliff.

He landed on the edge of the cliff on the top floor, pacing backwards with his back to the cliff, suddenly raised his legs and bent his wrists, and patted a speck of invisible dust on the surface of his boots.

We should see you soon.

After all, there is only one person in this world who can treat him unconditionally.

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