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

Lin Tang actually didn't hear the last sentence he said, the voice was as soft as a feather, and it disappeared in a flash.

So he asked again: "Shuang Luo, you mean... come with me?"

Frost nodded.

Lin Tang groaned and scratched his head: "But it doesn't matter if you don't follow me. When it's dawn, I and the other troops will go find them. Or maybe Senior Brother Zhao and the others will come back safely after a while."

Shuang Luo said: "No, you can go now."

He took two steps forward, pointing to somewhere in the dark town: "There."

Lin Tang looked in the direction of his finger and asked, "Is that... where Brother Zhao and the others went?"

"Yes."

Lin Tang looked at Shuangluo, but Shuangluo's gaze was still calm. He stood aside, as if waiting for Lin Tang to make a decision.

Lin Tang had a premonition for no reason, and he opened his mouth: "Shuangluo, are you..."

"Boom!"

A violent sound interrupted Lin Tang's words. There was a gust of wind and the ground trembled violently. Shuang Luo pulled him over and pulled him into his arms.

"What... what's going on?!"

With the sound of a heavy object falling, there seemed to be a trace of ominousness in the air.

"Something is approaching here." Shuangluo looked up to somewhere in the darkness, and after a while, he said, "Here comes Moxiu."

"Magic repair?!"

A puppet sect is already difficult enough to deal with, why come to the demon cultivator? !

Lin Tang grabbed Shuangluo's sleeves tightly, and Shuangluo patted him comfortingly, saying, "Go down first."

The two came to the inn, and the disciples who had dispersed before all gathered together, discussing the loud noise just now with some horror.

"Do you know what that is?"

"Earthquake? Impossible, the earthquake will not be so loud."

"It's terrible...could it be made by the Puppet Sect?"

"Then how can we fight against the Puppet Sect?"

Zhao Gui left, and the disciples who came down encountered troubles and became leaderless.This may also be the shortcoming of the loose Green Bamboo Sect. Without a leading master or brother, it is easy to get distracted.

"Everyone, don't panic!" Lin Tang had no choice but to stand up, "If the Puppet Sect has the ability to shake the earth, why does it hide its head and show its tail in the town? He can just come out in a fair and honest manner, anyway, we are not their opponents!"

Although his words were brief, they prevented the commotion among the disciples very well.Lin Tang looked worriedly at the direction Shuangluo pointed before: "Han Zhuo, do you know what's going on?"

"A demon cultivator is here." Han Zhuo's answer was not bad, "It seems that the Puppet Sect came to Wei Town this time, not on a whim."

The Green Bamboo Sect, together with Wei Town at the foot of the mountain, is actually not that big.The town of Wei is not prosperous, and the Green Bamboo Mountain where the Green Bamboo Sect is located does not have a large number of spiritual veins, nor can it breed geniuses and treasures.Logically speaking, neither the Puppet Sect nor the Demon Cultivator should have taken a fancy to this small place, but they just came.

"Shuangluo, do you know...why is that?"

His hair was a little messed up because of the running just now, Shuang Luo slowly fixed those black hairs, and said: "There are no spiritual veins nearby, or spiritual things worth dispatching."

"what do you mean?"

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. It's just... How can there be so many coincidences in this world?"

.

"Boom!"

The violent sound stopped for a long time, but Zhao Gui still felt his ears were full of roaring.

They were in the mist, and the senior sister in the pair was crying and hugging the senior brother, while the senior brother was covered in blood.

"...It seems that the attack has stopped." After waiting for a long time, there was no next attack, Zhao Gui's body was also covered in blood, he coughed and said.

Almost all the disciples brought in were wiped out, only a few survived by chance.As soon as they stepped into the alley mentioned by the guiding disciple, they realized something was wrong. This was not an alley, but a maze.

And the disciple who brought them here was no longer the previous disciple, that person had transformed into a different appearance, wearing a red dress, which was exactly the costume of the Puppet Sect.

Only then did Zhao Gui realize that he had been duped, and the blood-red magic circle was under their feet.The magic circle needs blood to activate, which is why the Puppet Sect has not acted before - they have drawn a magic circle in the whole town, and they want to sacrifice the whole Wei Town.

Zhao Gui led his disciples to resist for a long time, but they still couldn't withstand the weakening of the magic circle and the attack from the shadow of the Puppet Sect.They could barely sustain the support of the rest of Bai Ri's disciples, and even Zhao Gui was a little disheartened.

But at this moment, the violent sound shattered the maze.Zhao Gui could clearly see the white moonlight appearing in the corner of the mist, his eyes narrowed, and he immediately said: "There is a gap there! Let's go!"

He didn't care to think about where and why the sound came from, and quickly told a few disciples who still had energy to leave.It's just that the senior sister refused to let go of the man in her arms, even though he had lost his warmth.

"Junior Sister Fang, if you don't leave, you will be buried with him, Junior Brother definitely doesn't want to see you like this." Zhao Gui persuaded.

But his junior sister Fang was obviously overwhelmed by grief, no matter what Zhao Gui called, she couldn't respond.Zhao Gui had no choice but to beat her unconscious.

Zhao Gui picked him up and hurriedly prepared to run out of the maze.But within a few breaths, screams came from outside.

"No—it's the demon cultivator!"

"Run!"

"Help, help!"

Zhao Gui stopped abruptly, feeling cold in his heart.As soon as he arrived at the broken entrance, he could no longer hear the voices of the surviving disciples.

Zhao Gui felt extremely sad, but he still had Junior Sister Fang in his arms, otherwise he might have fought desperately with the demon cultivators outside.Because he brought people with him, he could only shrink in the corner, waiting for those demon cultivators to disperse.

The footsteps outside gradually stopped, and I don't know if the magic cultivator nearby had left.Zhao Gui originally wanted to inquire secretly.But another voice was heard.

It was a burst of crisp bells, from far and near, pleasant to the ear.

The frequency of the bell was very fast, and Zhao Gui also caught the sound of small footsteps.Something suddenly appeared in his mind, and the next moment, he heard an angry cry.

"Wang!"

"Wang Wang!"

The cry continued continuously, and the frequency of the bell became faster and faster.Zhao Gui's mind was almost numb, he couldn't guess why a dog with a bell suddenly appeared between Moxiu and Puppet Sect.

"Lin Tangzhi."

Suddenly a cold voice came, he read a name, and the dog stopped barking.But it was obviously aggrieved, whimpering softly, pawing around in place.

"Your Honor, there is a maze here." Mo Wei said.

Zhao Gui's heart sank suddenly.

Honorable One, there is only one person in the entire continent who can be called by this name, and that is the Demon Lord who is far away in the dark realm, Lu Wuchang.

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