The years of working under the throne of the Demon [Transmigration Book]

"It seems that the blow probably came from here."

In the wilderness outside Caiyun Town, among the scorched bushes struck by lightning, a huge deep pit appeared on the ground.

Mo Wei took a look around, observed a few corpses, and replied: "These corpses were all killed by the thunder that fell that day earlier, and they probably wanted to rob the people who crossed the robbery, but they appeared What a mistake, I have never escaped the thunder disaster."

"In addition to these corpses, there are also several dead wolves here. I don't know if they smelled the smell of burnt meat, but they were killed by the attackers behind—"

He glanced at the deep pit again: "Just one blow is so powerful, and the attacker has at least a cultivator of transformation into a god. Could it be that the monks in the transformation stage around here..."

Lu Wuchang listened to his return without saying a word.He walked slowly along the deep pit until he saw a silver reflection, he stretched out his hand, and the silver light flew over.

Mo Wei took a look behind him and found that it was a silver neck ring.

The neck ring was broken, but Mo Wei still recognized that it belonged to the Demon Lord.Lu Wuchang has an unusual sense of obsession with his own things. As long as it is his, he will definitely remember it clearly.

So Mo Wei, as his personal subordinate, more or less remembers these things.He was puzzled at first, but soon his expression changed.

"Your Honor..." He seemed to understand why the Honorable Leader was relieved that Lin Tangzhi would leave alone. This neck ring was one of the tributes given by the people below when he and the Honorable Leader were patrolling in the dark zone.

Although the demon cultivators are not all the evil, cunning, greedy and lustful people in the mainland, there is no shortage of such demon cultivators, so this kind of spiritual tribute with special meaning is not rare.But besides the useful Li Yan'er, Lu Wuchang never had anyone around him, so he generally wouldn't accept such things.

So this neck ring must have some impression, because although this neck ring has a bit of sensuality, it is a magic weapon in itself.It itself can resist a spell damage, and because the one who engraved the mark is the Demon Lord, this neck ring can at least block the damage during the next transformation period, and can also provide positioning for the holder.

But it is now shattered, and the results speak for themselves.Mo Wei looked around again with some anxiety, and then said cautiously: "There is no sign of Xiaoyou Lin nearby, maybe he just happened to pass by..."

These words were not convincing, but Mo Wei still bit the bullet and continued.Lu Wuchang didn't speak, he just looked at the neck ring that was dimmed due to the exhaustion of mana, he clenched his fist at will, and the silver powder fell down.

"Let's go." He said lightly, "Too much time has been wasted."

"......Yes."

Mo Wei took the order, he followed behind Mozun, Lu Wuchang tapped his fingertips, and he had drawn out the teleportation circle.But at the moment when the magic circle was completed, a white dot suddenly appeared in the distance, stumbling towards this side.

Lu Wuchang's fingertips paused slightly, and the formation that was about to be completed lost a bit of the end, and slowly dissipated in the air.

He cast his eyes on the little white dot, and the little white dot danced and floated up, coming to him.

Mo Wei walked over and asked in surprise, "Is this... a little wild dog from where?"

Floating in the air was a little gray puppy with a white coat in its mouth, staring blankly at the two people in front of it.

The little milk dog also seemed to be seriously injured, its front legs twisted unnaturally, and its body was also covered with blood.But when it saw Lu Wuchang, it suddenly picked up the white robe, and screamed vigorously.

"Wow! Whoo, whoo!"

"Respect, honor the head!"

Mo Wei was at a loss, he wanted the puppy to stop barking, so as not to be angered by the Demon Lord who was obviously in a bad mood.But Lu Wuchang was unexpectedly not angry, he reached out and picked up the gray puppy, and picked up the robe.

There were tear marks and blood stains on the robe, and the tear marks were obviously not left by fighting.His strange eyes glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said, "Don't do it."

"Subordinates are here."

"Investigate clearly, where do these people come from, what sect do they have, and do they have relatives or relatives." He stared at the little gray dog, and suddenly said, "Lin Tangzhi."

Mo Wei froze for a moment, and Xiaohan also tilted his head.But it has intelligence, knowing that the pronunciation used to be his master's name, so it barked with all its might.

"Disobedient dog." Lu Wuchang glanced at it and threw it into his robe.

"Kill them all." He shook his sleeves and left, but the direction he walked was not where they were supposed to be heading.

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"Boom!"

Lin Tang was slammed onto the stone wall. He was dizzy and vomited several mouthfuls of blood before recovering.

"You, can you be gentle." He covered his head, "I am your savior after all, right? Brother, you..."

"To shut up."

Fu Cheng's gaze didn't pay much attention to him. He was hiding under the rock wall, carefully observing the wind and grass around him.

The wolves beside him were all seriously injured to varying degrees, and they were licking each other's wounds at the moment.One of the wolves was smaller than the others. It rubbed against Fu Cheng's leg. Fu Cheng's expression softened instantly. He made sure that no one had spotted him, so he gently stroked the cub. head of.

Lin Tang picked up a few more blood coagulation pills and threw them into his mouth, propped his head up to look at the wolves.

"I thought of the rumors I heard in the Sansheng Secret Realm." He said to Han Zhuo, "It is rumored that Fu Cheng is the son of demon cultivators and humans. Is it true?"

Demon cultivators will not be discriminated against by the mainland, but demon cultivators and sons of humans are different.Such a mixed race is unwelcome in any race, just like Chen Yao.

"He is indeed a mixed blood." Han Zhuo said, "But he is not the same as Chen Yao. Chen Yao is the son of a demon cultivator and a human being, but he is the son of a demon cultivator and a spirit beast."

"Hey, isn't it different?"

"This means that his parents are monsters and beasts, not humans." Han Zhuo said, "Do you think it will be the same?"

Lin Tang was thoughtful. He watched the wolves quietly healing their wounds, and then took out some herbs from the treasure bag.

"This is the herb for stopping bleeding. I usually use it for refining medicine." Lin Tang pushed the herb to the wolves, "Do you need it?"

The wolves understood what he said, but did not act rashly, but looked at Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng stared at Lin Tang for a long time, until Lin Tang felt a dull pain in his broken ribs, Fu Cheng said, "Yes."

So the wolves began to share the herbs. Lin Tang breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and looked around the rock wall, and asked, "The person who attacked us must not be able to find this place, right?"

The author has something to say:

Today is stand-in literature, and Xiaohan has become a stand-in in sugar juice! (bu

The description is a bit broken. I don’t know if you understand it. If you don’t understand it, it’s okay. I’ll explain it tomorrow xd

Too busy, I again, I don’t know how many times I sat down, hey