What kind of bad thoughts can Tianlei have?

Recalling Gu Yamu's previous words, Du Shenglan said immediately: "I also saved your labor costs. My friend's physical condition is special, and he doesn't need an inextinguishable candle. This candle..."

He can sensitively capture the changes in the breath of all things, and found that the outline of the black mist has become a little rough and unkind. He didn't ask for an unquenchable candle brazenly, but instead asked: "Within your ability, can you do me three favors?"

There was silence.

"two?"

Hei Wu finally said in a deep voice: "One."

Du Shenglan and Gu Yamu looked at each other, and then said: "I also want to ask, Mingzi should not enjoy any real power, right? The main reason is that I am afraid that my friend will abuse public power for me..."

According to Gu Yamu, the general production process of Mingzi is very cruel, and there is a high probability that it will be as numb as a paper face.At best, this kind is a mascot in Mingdu.

Hei Mist ignored this seemingly stupid question, but emphasized with a gloomy face on the paper: "There will always be only one master in the underworld."

Du Shenglan was completely relieved.

A long black dog hair flew into his hand, Du Shenglan raised his eyes again, the terrifying black mist disappeared, and the paper human face 'flowed' out of the crack of the door in that extremely terrifying way again.

Du Shenglan lowered his head to study the dog hair in his hand. After looking at it for a long time, he felt that his vision was a bit blurred. The black dog hair seemed to squirm a bit, and it looked like the hair of a water ghost.He tried to put the dog hair into the storage ring, but failed.

"Living things?" Only living things can't be put into the storage ring.

Du Shenglan felt a little embarrassed for a while, and put this thing directly into his sleeve, which made people feel a little uncomfortable physically.

Gu Yamu handed over a ring at the right time.

The red gemstone inlaid on the surface of the ring can resist the methane gas, and it is generally useless. Du Shenglan wears it on his hand, and the long black dog hair automatically drills into the gemstone. There is a little impurity in the ruby, which looks like a pattern at first glance.

Stretching his finger to the moonlight, Du Shenglan stared at the ring and said, "They left in a hurry, neither asked me where the shepherd boy was, nor did they tell me how to use this thing."

Gu Yamu: "The shepherd boy can locate your existence, and the yin dog can also use the breath he left on you to counter-locate the other party."

Because the first transaction was invalidated with the collapse of the Taoist body, the second time the shepherd boy found Du Shenglan by personal speculation, but after re-making the transaction, the shepherd boy was able to relocate Du Shenglan's existence.

Du Shenglan was silent for a moment, this connection was a bit like a blood curse that plagued Taoist Tianji, and Gu Yamu could also know the location of the other party all the time.His body tempering method is useful for breaking the blood curse. I don't know if he can emulate this in the future to break the connection between himself and the shepherd boy.

Gu Yamu suddenly raised his head and looked further away: "We have a lot of guests tonight."

Du Shenglan vaguely guessed who this visitor was, and temporarily entered the room to avoid it.

Gu Yamu didn't have anything to prepare for. In the Hall of Renyi, he always maintained the appearance of the master of the lore hall.

Not long after Du Shenglan closed the door, a figure appeared in the courtyard, and the visitor deliberately leaked a breath to herald his visit.

"Sect Master Zhanyue Mountain is here in person, it's really a surprise." Gu Yamu said the last two words with a slight sarcasm.

Zhu Mo seldom talked nonsense, straight to the point: "I heard that Mo Cang broke into the Hall of Renyi privately, and I have a matter, which happens to be beneficial to both you and me."

The two were blocked by an enchantment, and Du Shenglan couldn't hear anything in the room, but he could make a rough guess, feeling that Gu Yamu deserved to have lived for thousands of years, and he was still a little inferior in terms of the city.

There was no candle in the room, Du Shenglan sat quietly at the table, gently rubbed the surface of the ring with her fingertips, and the coolness oozing from it could reach the tip of her heart.

"The leader of Mingdu is a Yin dog..." Yin dogs are generally very weak, and are formed by the resentment of dogs who have suffered extreme abuse and died. Why is this dog in Mingdu so strong?

The moment the opponent appeared, Du Shenglan felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Could this dog be able to restrain itself?

The more I think about it, the more I think it is possible. The paper face said that he is very fragrant. Gu Yamu emphasized that the Yin dog will eat everything. Will he also eat Tianlei?

This conclusion made Du Shenglan look a little ugly.

The door was pushed open, and the night wind and snowflakes came blowing in together. Du Shenglan was interrupted, and looked up at Gu Yamu who was at the door: "Zhumo is gone?"

Gu Yamu nodded.

"Tomorrow I will announce the matter of the Mo family's sealing of the sword spirit, and the rest will be promoted by Zhu Mo."

Du Shenglan lowered his eyes, Zhu Mo must have guessed that Gu Yamu would reveal the matter of tonight's visit, and he didn't care about it, the sword spirit is not a small threat to Zhanyue Mountain, the Mo family dares to seal the sword spirit, You can do more insane things, such as grabbing swords and cultivating sword moves.

Once the sword spirit grows to a certain level, there is no guarantee that Mo Cang will not attack Zhu Mo's idea. In terms of strength alone, Mo Cang is inferior to Zhu Mo, but with the help of the sword spirit, he can retreat completely.After several sparring sessions, when the sword spirit cracked Zhumo's sword move, Zhanyue Mountain's death knell sounded.

"I heard that a hundred years ago, Mo Cang consulted with Zhu Mo," Du Shenglan sneered, "If it wasn't for the fact that the sword spirit had to fall asleep every hundred years, and Zhu Mo's sword moves were difficult to decipher, Zhan Yue Mountain would have ceased to exist long ago."

The knot between the two sides may not be untied.

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, Gu Yamu came to Tianji Building calmly, his deep voice could be heard all over the street.

"The Mo family sealed the sword spirit with living people. As the first intelligence organization, Tianjilou should have known the inside story long ago."

The life of a monk does not distinguish between morning and evening, and many passers-by stopped when they heard this sentence.

"I can understand that Tianjilou dare not offend a big force. Now I am willing to be your backer. Tianjilou can let the world know the truth."

If the person standing outside is not a tribulation period, everyone in Tianji Building would want to go down and tear his mouth right now.The guard hurried to the business to inform the steward: "There is something wrong..."

"I can hear you." The steward was screening an antique, and said calmly, "He yelled so loudly that he could be heard outside the city gate."

The guard was eager: "Isn't this roasting my Tianji building on the charcoal fire?"

The steward waved his hand, not paying attention: "Zhu Mo went to the Renyi Hall yesterday, I think he will make some moves soon, we just pretend to be dead."

He is not worried about the Mohists, nor about Zhumo. The Tianji Building can survive until now, and the power behind it is enough to compete with the big forces. The only thing that is out of control is the new visitor from the Southern Territory.The steward said in a deep voice: "Go and inform all branches, and collect information related to Mingdu at all costs."

The guard froze for a moment, clasped his fists in response.

·

Whether the Mo family has a sword spirit or not, the world does not know, but even if there is, it is not necessarily a living person who seals the sword spirit.

A few days ago, Mo Cang broke into the Hall of Renyi privately. It is normal for the former Lord of the Lore Palace to be unhappy with the other party, but some people think that this matter is not so simple. I have received a lot of information, and there must be a lot of secrets from big forces.

When the news reached Mo Xan'er, several senior officials within the Mo family held a meeting as quickly as possible.

After hearing that Mo Cang wanted to seal the sword spirit again, some people immediately objected: "The matter hasn't reached this point yet, maybe it's just a casual statement from the Lord of the Lore Palace to vent his personal anger."

Some people also took the opportunity to question his behavior and should not have broken into the Hall of Renyi.

Mo Cang never believed in coincidences, and he was certain that Zhan Yueshan was involved in this matter: "Crossing or not, Zhu Mo will take action."

Now they can only deal with it in the most stupid way, refusing to admit it.

Mo Cang frowned slightly. The worst decision he made was not to kill the Sun Moon Tower completely, which left future troubles.

An elder sighed: "It's hard to wake up the sword spirit, let's see the situation."

If the golden age really comes, I don't know what kind of disaster will break out. At that time, any reputation will not matter, and survival will be the essence.

As expected, things were going in the worst direction. If Zhu Mo didn't make a move, it would be fine, but if he made a move, it would be like a thunderbolt.

He personally invited many sword cultivators, as well as Sun Moon Master's former cronies to tell the truth on the spot.

"The landlord's son has a yang body, and it is because of this that he is favored by the sisters of the Acacia Sect. Similarly, the flesh and blood of the yang body can awaken the sword spirit."

The north and south domains themselves are somewhat inconsistent, even if there is no key evidence for this matter, let’s think of Mo Cang’s initiative to help the owner of the sun and moon to force the Hehuan sect to relocate. I believed it seven or eight points.

Every sword cultivator is well aware of the threat of the sword spirit, especially the casual cultivator. When he thinks that he may be caught and fed, his complexion becomes uglier and uglier.

Li Daozi, the deputy lord of Zhanyue Sect, was also there. Seeing the worry in these people's eyes, he said at the right time: "If everyone is willing, we can form a sword repair alliance."

Most of the sword cultivators are casual cultivators, and they like to walk alone, and their expressions are complicated when they hear the words.

Li Daozi didn't say much, and there was only one way out for these sword cultivators right now.

Finally, someone broke the silence: "The alliance can't guarantee anything, unless it officially declares war on the Mohists."

Unexpectedly, Li Daozi actually said: "The suzerain has already left for the Golden Temple."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and began to seriously consider the possibility of forming an alliance.

Fueled by people with good intentions, the news of the living being sealed sword spirit spread quickly. Du Shenglan practiced earnestly in the Hall of Renyi every day, and he didn't need to inquire about anything specially. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he could hear the communication of people on the street.

"It seems that we underestimated Zhumo."

There are so many sword cultivators in the world, and connecting them together is not a small force.

Gu Yamu nodded: "This alliance looks very loose on the surface, but it is very effective at critical times."

Apparently, Zhumo is also preparing for the coming golden age.

Du Shenglan pondered for a while, trying to analyze the problem from the perspective of bamboo and ink: "He will unite with Jinchan Temple and force the Mo family to seal the sword spirit."

It is no secret that the evil nature of the sword spirit needs to be suppressed by good people. Zhu Mo will definitely find the Wuyun monk first, and the two parties will join hands to make the Mo family bow their heads, and on the surface they will reach the ending of "big things turned into small things".

Gu Yamu nodded, agreeing with him.

With the arrival of the great world, Zhanyue Mountain will not rush to war unless it is absolutely necessary. However, after maintaining the peace on the surface, Zhu Mo will surely seek it out in private, and the Mohists will not dare to awaken the sword spirit unscrupulously.

Du Shenglan: "It's really cheap for them."

He looked out of the window at the snowflakes on the eaves, as if he was hesitating whether to do something.

Gu Yamu calmly said as if he had glimpsed into his heart, "You have to learn to distinguish between death and liberation."

Du Shenglan's eyes moved, and after a while, he let out a barely audible sigh.

-

The blizzard for several days made the icicles on the polar snow mountains look like thick and strong iron pestles.

In the heavy snow, Xu Zhou held a branch and drew a formation on the ground.

"Even a grain of sand in wild grass and trees can be a soldier." The shepherd boy didn't say too much nonsense, and he didn't expose Du Shenglan's identity. If he did too much, he would be sucked into the tambourine and perish forever.

Xu Zhou himself is a genius in formations, and the shepherd boy only needs to mention a few points: "The eight-door golden lock formation can be set up without living things, so..."

In the middle of the speech, it suddenly stopped, and the shepherd boy turned his head, and in just a short while, a few more icicles condensed on the sideways.

A sudden drop in temperature indicates that something evil is coming.The shepherd boy is not afraid of the living, but this breath makes him very uncomfortable.

"Go!" He urged the old scalper.

Xu Zhou's foresight of the danger was far better than that of the shepherd boy, so he retreated first.A few paper-faced faces appeared on the top of the snow-capped mountain. Their goal was not Xuzhou, and they ignored his escape.

The shepherd boy was not so lucky. The old scalper got rid of the paper face, but was blocked by a shadow.

"Mingdu." The shepherd boy felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

He has never dealt with Mingdu before. In history, the opening time of the beast tide and the city gates of Mingdu would be staggered. However, this time the beast tide was much earlier, just in time for the activities of Mingdu people.

The paper face flew over lightly, and stopped on both sides of the shadow, with a distorted tone as if singing a hymn to death——

"Welcome Mingzi."

The shepherd boy tapped the tambourine lightly, and the powerful monsters in the snow mountain rushed out as if losing their minds, but they just ran wildly, without any intention of attacking the shadow.

The bewildered monsters will only attack living creatures instinctively, and the people of Mingdu are no different from corpses in their eyes.

The shepherd boy's face changed for the first time, and he found a worse thing. No matter where the old scalper ran, the shadow could be found, and it was obvious that he had locked his aura.

Searching for the breath all the way to find the polar snow mountain, where is the source of the breath... As if thinking of something, the shepherd boy looked ugly, and gritted his teeth and spit out three words: "Du, Sheng, Lan."

The old scalper also said: "He hurt you."

At this moment, the silent shadow actually spoke, with an erratic tone: "There is something out of nothing."

The shepherd boy reacted and realized that he was on Du Shenglan's side. He was about to refute, but suddenly fell silent.

The old scalper thought for a while, and fell silent.

The shepherd boy is a dead person and has no physical body. The body he sees now is only forcibly condensed, and the cruel methods of making Mingzi in Mingdu can't be used on him.Furthermore, once Du Shenglan died, the shepherd boy would be relieved immediately without the support of the tambourine. If the other party did not die, he would not die either.

The only thing is that you have to work an extra job and lose your freedom.

A wisp of black air drifted over from the sky without sound.

The black air traveled all the way through the glacier and snow, and came to the shadow.The shadow became huge, and the Yin dog in the black mist suddenly said to the shepherd boy after listening to the hissing sound of the black gas snake, "Your friend is a nice person."

"..."

The shepherd boy's expression was beyond ugly and indescribable, what did that beast do!

-

The Yin dog walked away suddenly, and did not explain how to use the dog hair. Du Shenglan tried to talk to the black air in the gemstone, and asked if it could help deliver the message.

As soon as the words fell, the dog hair turned into a wisp of black air, came out of the ring and disappeared.

Du Shenglan froze for a moment, he didn't expect it to be so easy.

Gu Yamu called out his attention: "Zhumo, Monk Wuyun and Mo Cang have an appointment at Qingtai Mountain, do you want to go and see it together?"

Du Shenglan: "It will be discovered."

Gu Yamu: "Monk Wuyun defends justice, so can we."

"..."

The last time he came to Qingtai Mountain, Xu Zhou made people panic by using formations, and Du Shenglan didn't expect that they would come again in a short time.Qingtai Mountain split into an abyss due to the destruction of the formation, and the villa halfway up the mountain was also split into two parts.

Du Shenglan found that the gap in this abyss was much narrower than before, as if it was being healed automatically under the impetus of spiritual energy.

"This land is indeed blessed by nature, no wonder it is called the land of enlightenment."

On the top of the mountain, Mo Cang was accompanied by two dead men raised by the Mohist family and an elder. Zhu Mo and Monk Wuyun stood on the left and the right respectively. The Buddhist beads in Monk Wuyun's hands were dim, just like his voice at the moment.

"If Master Mo is obsessed with his obsession, don't blame the poor monk for being rude."

The matter of the sword spirit can be traced back thousands of years ago, but the disciples of the Golden Chan Temple did not only disappear mysteriously thousands of years ago. Things will never go well.

Mo Cang also knew that if he didn't seal the sword spirit, a battle would be inevitable, so he said slowly: "My Mo family is wrong about the sword spirit, but this is the fault of our ancestors. Considering that the golden age may come, the Mo family will restart the sword spirit."

These words are high-sounding, but in fact everyone knows the falsehood.

A burst of applause came from the sky.

The man wearing the blue-faced fangs mask seemed to be standing on a cloud: "Friend Daoist Mo said it well."

Mo Cang's eyes sank.

The intelligence network of the Lore Palace is really powerful, and they were able to find out that they met at Qingtai Mountain.

Gu Yamu brought Du Shenglan to the ground: "Everyone, continue." After a pause, he said again: "Don't fellow Daoist Mo really want to see a born saint? I specially brought people here today, so that fellow daoists can see more."

Mo Cang squinted his eyes... He just broke into the Cirenyi Hall, but the other party still holds grudges to this day.

Du Shenglan was covered in a cloak, standing behind Gu Yamu seemingly obediently.

Mo Cang didn't bother to pay attention to these two, and summoned the sword spirit.What about the seal?As long as it is guaranteed that the sword spirit belongs to the Mo family, it will be fine to pay a price to unseal it again if necessary.

Monk Wuyun saw what he was planning and proposed to seal it together.

Zhu Mo's tone was cold, and he said the same: "Only with the Mo family master, I am afraid that there is no way to completely seal the sword spirit."

The word "completely" is pronounced with a strong accent.

Mo Cang's too dark eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he forcibly suppressed them: "Then I will trouble you two friends."

The sword spirit in the blood light is in the state of a ghost boy, with a big head, one of the two eyes is empty, and the other is blood red.As soon as it was summoned, it was immediately dominated by killing intent. Its venomous eyes swept over everyone, even if it was a snowflake in midair, it angrily scratched and destroyed it.

Zhumo used his fingers as a sword, and the sharp sword light pressed towards the ghost boy. Monk Wuyun closed his eyes, and a golden '卍' condensed from the Buddhist beads, covering the sword spirit.

Guitong roared in pain in the golden light, trying to escape, he stretched out his hand and was cut by the sword light.The dense long swords blocked all directions, and the sword spirit had nowhere to escape.

Mo Cang's face was expressionless. The Mo family behind him didn't look very good-looking, and if they didn't use good people's sacrifices to forcibly suppress them, it would greatly weaken the power of the sword spirit.

Suddenly, the mist in the air condensed, and a layer of cold frost formed above the '卍' character, weakening the golden color a little.

The Buddhist bead in Monk Wuyun's hand flew in one direction suddenly, and the paper face that appeared at an unknown time touched the Buddhist bead, and half of the face was melted.However, he still stood there without any pain, looking forward respectfully.

The shadow was already very close to the sword spirit at this time, Mo Cang raised countless snow and fog with his palm, and the surrounding temperature continued to rise due to the true energy he released, blocking the shadow from moving forward.

"Mingdu."

They belong to the same big forces, and they have some understanding of the yin dog of Mingdu, and they can devour anything.

Even when sealing the sword spirit, Mo Cang's anger was not as obvious as at this moment: "Master, do you want to ignore the actions of this yin dog?"

Once the Yin thing devours the sword spirit, it is bound to increase in strength.Monk Wuyun pondered for a while, and chose to join hands with Mo Cang temporarily.

As a sword cultivator, the sword spirit is more threatening than the Yin dog, and it is good if it can be swallowed. Zhu Mo swung his sword to disperse the true energy released by Mo Cang, and the temperature in the air dropped again.

"You..." Mo Cang's eyes were cold.

Gu Yamu, who had been watching the play, also walked to Zhumo's side at this moment.

The situation suddenly became tense, Gu Yamu and Zhu Mo were on the line, Mo Cang was on the line with Monk Wuyun, and Yin Dog was in front.The three parties check and balance, and the situation is deadlocked.As for Du Shenglan, at the realm of transforming gods, he couldn't get involved in the battle during the Tribulation Transcendence Period, so he was ignored by coincidence.

The suppression disappeared for the time being, and Gui Tong took the opportunity to break off the sword array used to trap it one by one with his hands. It is very weak now, its body is in a half-empty and half-solid state, and its seven orifices are bleeding.

It was precisely because of this weakness that the scarlet in its eyeballs subsided a little, and the remaining trace of reason returned.

During the confrontation between several powers, the ghost boy made an unexpected movement. I saw that it barely wanted to stand up, but when it couldn't do it, it crawled towards the Yin dog a little bit: "Eat..."

Mo Cang yelled sharply: "Do you want to lose your soul?"

Guitong ignored the shouts behind him, and still slowly crawled towards Yingou: "Eat, eat..."

Its body is very thin, reason and murderous desire are entangled together, the ghost boy's face is extremely distorted, looking hideous and terrifying, behind him it crawled across the snow, leaving a black bloodstain.

Finally, it trembled and half stood up, like a baby just learning to walk, tremblingly opened its arms towards the shadow.

Seeing the distance between Guitong and Yingtong getting closer, Mo Patriarch moved his finger, and the two dead soldiers rushed forward desperately to protect the sword spirit. The heavy sword behind Mo Cang also flew out automatically, towards Yingying and Guitong. Flying in the middle, ready to forcibly split the mountain and separate the road.

Now it depends on whether Monk Wuyun is willing to help.

Before Mo Cang could speak, Du Shenglan looked at Monk Wuyun and said softly, "It's been more than 1000 years, and it deserves this relief."

Considering the overall situation, preventing the sword spirit from being devoured is the most beneficial decision. The sword spirit has been seriously injured and cannot threaten anyone for the time being. The real threat is the underworld.But the sword spirit is almost immortal, being swallowed by the yin dog is its only chance to be freed.

The beads had already returned to Monk Wuyun, and he turned the beads slightly faster.Once the Yin Dog's power is strengthened, there is no guarantee that it will not become a disaster in the future, but...

"Eat, eat—"

Thin eyelids lifted, Monk Wuyun saw the ghost boy struggling to crawl towards the shadow, finally heaved a deep sigh, and did not cooperate with Mo Cang to make a move.

The next moment, Guitong was shrouded in shadow as he wished until he disappeared.There is only one unfinished word 'eat', which slowly dissipates between heaven and earth.

"Mingdu." Watching the sword spirit dissipate, Mo Cang's face sank like water: "I have written down this account."

He flicked his sleeve robe violently: "Let's go!"

After the Mo family left, there was no pleasantries or politeness, and Zhumo and Monk Wuyun also left one after another without saying a word.

On Qingtai Mountain, only Gu Yamu, Du Shenglan, and people from Mingdu remained.The shadow was much stronger, and when it turned into a black mist, it almost covered most of the sky.

"The ingredients you gave me are very good." It looked at Du Shenglan: "I allow you to make another request."

"No need."

Hei Wu was silent for a while, as if he didn't expect Du Shenglan to refuse.

Du Shenglan: "As I said, the sword spirit just needs a relief."

He had hesitated whether to inform Yin Quan, Du Shenglan didn't feel that he had the right to make death choices for others, but Gu Yamu's words touched him, he had to learn to distinguish between death and liberation.

Du Shenglan has consulted a lot of information. In order to ensure the success rate of the living sword spirit, a large number of living people will be sacrificed at one time, and they will devour each other like a gu.The book records that in a village in Yicheng at that time, all the villagers disappeared overnight. It is impossible for a child to devour the souls of so many adults. It is only possible that during the devouring process, the villagers at that time voluntarily chose to die, allowing the child to 'survive' .

It's just that they didn't expect that this kind of sacrifice of theirs would cause this child to be tortured in purgatory for another thousand years.

Du Shenglan looked around: "Where is Mingzi? Have you picked up anyone yet?"

The tone is worried and caring.

For the first time, the feeling of bewilderment appeared in the numb expression of the paper-faced face. This person seemed to be a good person, but at the same time he seemed to be a wicked person.

Naturally, Du Shenglan would not show any kindness to the shepherd boy. The liberation the shepherd boy wanted could only be achieved by his own death. They all exchanged with the tambourine, and if they got the benefits, they would bear the consequences of the benefits.

Furthermore, apart from having more identities and no longer being free, it has no effect on the shepherd boy at all.

What Du Shenglan wanted was for the shepherd boy to be under Mingdu's nose, otherwise he would not die for a long time, and there was a high probability that the shepherd boy would come to 'help' him die.

Heiwu: "Mingzi is where he should be."

Du Shenglan once again felt that Yingou and Taoist Tianji must have endless nonsense.

The previous dog hair was taken by him to interrogate, but before the shadow left, Du Shenglan did not ask for a new dog hair, and said in a deep voice: "It was agreed before that I will introduce Mingzi to you, and you can do me a small favor. I have already Think it over, I want the owner of that sword spirit to die just now."

The voice fell, and there was no response.

The outline of the black mist is a bit hideous, it seems to be waiting for Du Shenglan to change the request, but Du Shenglan has not spoken for a long time, which angered the black mist.

Biting cold spread towards Du Shenglan silently.

Knowing that Mo Cang is not easy to kill, even Ming is very mysterious and not omnipotent, before the murderous intent becomes stronger, Du Shenglan changed his words: "Then find someone for me."

He brought the black mist to the place where Xuzhou arranged the formation last time: "Here is the residual breath of that person. I know that you are omnipotent in heaven and earth, and you must find a way to find this old friend of mine."

The black mist turned into a shadow again, and it fell silent, feeling as if it had been tricked by the other party.

Du Shenglan stood quietly on the spot.He first made an outrageously difficult request, and then changed to a simple one, so that the Yin dog had no reason to refuse.

After a while, the shadow seemed to agree, let Du Shenglan and Gu Yamu go a little farther away, and then turned their backs.

The two of them followed his request, Gu Yamu remained calm and guarded.

The paper face also turned around under the command of the shadow.

After making sure that everything around him was facing away from him, the terrifying shadows began to approach the broken formation, and one of the raised shadow black spots stretched towards the formation, capturing the breath that had been left here.

There was heavy snow falling in the sky, and Du Shenglan was bored to draw sword moves on the ground with the upper of her shoes.

How did the dog smell it for so long?

Okay ah.

After a long time, Yin Quan's voice finally came again: "Ming Zi has the same aura."

Du Shenglan was startled for a moment, then his eyes sank severely.I wanted to let the shepherd boy live, but the other party dared to stick a knife in the back, it was simply...

"Bastard." Gu Yamu helped him speak out.

Du Shenglan nodded fiercely.