long night walk

Chapter 1216
The topic was pulled back to the right track at once.

Both Fang Geyu and Six Senses know that the True Ancestor Evil God can't be used to delay the prank.

Although Fang Geyu is a young lady with a very personality, but at critical moments, she knows the general situation.

After Bai Li'an made such a point, her expression suddenly became serious, and she was about to speak, but was interrupted by 99, who was not very knowledgeable.

"But didn't you just say that the True Ancestor Evil God is under the control of your long corpse forest? Now it seems that the corpse flowers blooming all over the mountain have indeed swallowed up the desire of the True Ancestor Evil God.

Facts have proved that your plan is very successful, and the True Ancestor Evil God has become the end of his battle. "

Bailian: "..."

So Miss Puppet, you still want to continue this terrible and embarrassing topic?
99's words once again shocked Liushi and Fang Geyu. They couldn't understand how the crisis of today's disaster was resolved without anyone noticing it?

The two are well aware of 99's temperament, she will never exaggerate in her words and deeds, and praise a person's achievements too much.

Since she said that the True Ancestral Evil God has been completely suppressed by the Long Corpse Forest, it must be exactly as she said... the end of the battle.

Bai Lian clenched his fist and covered his lips, coughed twice, glanced at 99, and said, "So girl Fu Huo still wants to continue the topic of the soul circuit?"

99 very knowledgeable said indifferently and seriously: "I think it is very important to solve the matter of the true ancestor evil god, and there should be no delay."

Six Senses looked dull and confused.

Was she bewitched by the evil god and fell into a dream?

Otherwise, in her lifetime, how could it be possible to see 99 her... being handled so easily and easily by a young man?

That's 99!
Fang Geyu's thin lips sank, and he clicked his tongue impatiently.

She is not the guy in Liushi who has tung oil in his head, so she naturally knows the scientific name of this unpleasant tune - flirting.

And that kid Si Chen doesn't have such sentimentality at all.

From the looks of it, it was due to the conscious or unintentional guidance of the self-taught 99.

Otherwise, she couldn't be so obedient to a man in front of her little master.

Ok……

Seemingly docile, but in fact, secretly rebellious, and began to play tricks on her little face.

So, she's not her favorite human cub anymore, is she?
Born to protect human beings, Yinghuo is a puppet whose main bloodline is from the ten directions. This is also to play a game of female competition with her.

very good.

Fang Geyu gritted his teeth and sneered, not giving this thoughtful puppet a chance to show off. He pressed his palm between the blades of the sword, bloodstains suddenly appeared, and the blood gushing out of the wound was smeared on the Shifang sword.

Fang Geyu raised his sword fingers and brought them together in front of his eyebrows, and quickly murmured the formula silently on his lips.

The blood smeared on the sword body seemed to be endowed with some kind of spirituality, and it quickly swam like a snake.

The scarlet blood spun quickly from Chifei, converging and dispersing into a dense mass of golden runes, all over the entire mirror-thin sword body.

After doing all this, Fang Geyu handed the Shifang Sword to Bai Lian.

Bai Lian took the Shifang Sword casually, and immediately condensed the power of Sishui God's source with his fingertips, stuck it between the wounds in her palm, wiped them lightly, and the wounds were immediately healed without a trace.

Although Bai Lian's expression is very calm and natural at the moment, this kind of subconscious gentle concern is often the most genuine.

Fang Geyu's small eyebrows were raised proudly, and there was no sense of being coquettish in his tone, but he cried out in pain:

"I was injured when I was a child, and before my mother took the medicine, she would blow it on me."

Bai Lian was stunned for a moment. Miss Fang, who fell into the belly of the big snake and was injured badly, didn't even call out the pain. How could she become hypocritical today.

He is not a fool, he knew most of the time that Fang Geyu was holding back a sullen feeling in his heart, and smiled with downcast eyes.

Bai Lian held up her white and unmarked little hand, blew lightly on her wound that had healed and didn't exist, and said, "Okay, the pain is gone now."

The tone is like coaxing a child.

99 raised his eyelids, and said, "I remember turning the Shifang Sword into someone else's hand to use it once. You only need to use the natal talisman to attract it immediately, and you don't need to spend so much time cutting your palms and smearing blood."

This posture is indeed powerful enough to bluff people, but the sword soul of the Shifang Sword has been fully awakened, and who controls and uses it is not all in Fang Geyu's thought.

The Shifang Sword is a sword for guarding and suppressing, not a soldier for killing, so how can it be opened without the blood of its master.

It's just a little girl trick.

Fang Geyu hid the palm of his hand behind his back, looked at 99 with a smile, and said, "But with the blood talisman as the guide for the sword, the power of the Shifang Sword can be exerted even more, isn't it?

After all, for the sake of the True Ancestor Evil God, 99 you can work hard to lay out chips for more than ten years, even at the expense of turning yourself into a disposable pawn.

I only have a little blood here, so what's the fuss about? "

Under the smile, full of resentment.

99 nodded slightly to express her approval, but when the topic changed, she corrected her word for word:

"By the way, now I have a new name, called Fu Huo, so please don't call me 99 in the future."

Fang Geyu seemed a little surprised, but at the same time, he couldn't help feeling a little bit of relief and joy that was hard to detect.

Behind this secret emotion, only she knows what the name means to the puppet.

Compared with Fang Geyu's hidden joy, the people with six senses were completely paralyzed.

A few months ago, when 99 returned to the cold tower, he also told her that he had a new name.

Although the facial expressions are the same, the demeanor is the same, and even the lines are not bad, after all, 99's facial expression management has always been excellent.

But why today, the six senses are given the appearance of completely two virtues.

It's just that at that time, she was more confused and interested because someone could bring orders and marks for her, and she was more curious and fresh about the name Fu Huo Pair.

So even if Liu Sense was killed, there would be such a day when 99 would show off his new name to others like a human cub who got a toy.

99 is not the six senses, so it is impossible to do such childish things.

But in fact it is.

The puppet Yinghuo really deserves to be born of the same root.

Even this childishness comes down in one continuous line.

It's just that 99 is very scheming and hides it deeply.

"Fu Huo." Fang Geyu called her as she wished, and hooked her finger at her, saying: "The sword has already been given to him, I think... do we have an account between us, should we come?" Have you settled it properly?"

99 narrowed his eyes and took half a step back.

But as soon as her body moved, a palm fell from her shoulder, gently holding her down.

As soon as 99 looked back, he saw Bai Lian's smiling face and said: "When you marked it just now, you insisted that I give you an order. The order was given to you at that time, so it should be completed now, right?"

After all, his interest in watching Fang Geyu seemed to be quite high.

Upon hearing this, 99's expression turned cold, and he said coldly, "How could I know that you would issue such a ridiculous order."

Fang Ge was puzzled and asked: "Can you order the puppet Yinghuo? So what order did you give?"

Bai Lian snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "An order that allows you to do whatever you want with her once."

Fang Geyu's eyebrows almost flew up at this moment, and the corners of her lips curled into a smirk, her hands clenched into fists and her knuckles creaked.

"The one who knows me is Si Chen."

99 still wanted to continue to retreat, but at this moment, the order to stay in her body seemed to be called, her body suddenly shook, and she froze in place.

Bai Lian let go of the palm on her shoulder, drew out the Tiance Junshan sword, and inserted it obliquely on the surface of the stele, acting as a chair, inviting Fang Geyu very intimately to sit on it.

Naturally, Fang Geyu would not be polite to him, so he stepped over without any recognition from his relatives, and sat down carelessly leaning on the simple and heavy sword blade, then patted his thigh, and ordered like an uncle:
"Come here, remember to push your butt up a little higher."

New and old grievances, can't this be settled with her?
Six Senses couldn't help showing sympathy to 99.

Bai Lian didn't disturb the "good time" when the three of them were reunited. Holding the Shifang sword, countless scarlet Bianhua flowers flew around him, supporting his body up.

He jumped down from the sword tablet and quickly swam towards the depths of the lake.

……

……

The sound of rain poured down, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled above the night, Shu Ci stood barefoot on the eaves of an old building with white hair and clothes, looking down at the dark and dull old building under his feet.

The eight tails behind her swayed, and the round of silver moon demon patterns in the tail slowly lit up with a mysterious and powerful halo.

The raindrops that fell into the courtyard suddenly hovered and stagnated into round drops of water, floating in this space.

In the thousands of crystal clear raindrops, there began to appear ghostly blue vertical pupils.

The vertical pupil flashed for a moment, and then disappeared, replaced by a majestic scene in the building, gradually annihilated into smoke in the raindrops.

At the same time, the pitch-black eaves under Shuci's feet also began to disappear like a dream, dissipating under her body.

Amidst the white mist, the dilapidated old buildings and houses turned into little particles and flew away like a sand tower blown away by the wind.

"Boss! Boss! Boss! Boss! Boss! Boss!"

Rows of stone lanterns with the outline of sheep's horns suddenly lit up one after another in an instant, exuding a gloomy, cold and green light.

The scenery around Shu Ci has completely changed.

There is no wind or rain for thousands of miles, as if returning to the barbaric era for a while, and the bloody atmosphere is everywhere.

In a desolate bamboo grove with old trees, there was blood in the air, and there seemed to be a vague smell of rotten grass.

An endless stretch of bamboo trees seemed to be bent over by the strange and cold darkness, low and low, and the tops of the bamboo trees were bent and kowtowed to the ground.

It seemed as if he was forced to make the bamboo kneel and kowtow in worship.

Under the reflection of the desolate green light emanating from the ram horn lamp, the old bamboo is even more green, and above every bamboo tree, there are bright red silks hanging to dry.

But with Shuci's eyesight, how could he be mistaken, what kind of cloth is this? It's clearly a bunch of scarlet blood sausages.

In the middle of the bamboo forest, there is an open square space, the ground paved with white sand and snow stones.

A table, four stone benches, seven lamps, and a red umbrella hang in the center.

But under the umbrella, beside the square table, there were three paper corpses for one person.

With such a posture, at first glance, those who didn't know it thought it was someone from the Zhongyou Dynasty.

But Shu Ci was clear that this corpse-like person did not come from Zhongyou.

He is a demon cultivator.

A monk who practiced both ways of demons together.

A bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus tea was being boiled on the table, and he poured it for himself to drink. The strong corpse odor in the air suppressed the light scent of sweet-scented osmanthus to the point where it could hardly be smelled at all.

That person wore a mask on his face, from head to toe, was wrapped airtight by a black robe, and even his hands were wearing a pair of dark red gloves, not to mention the face, even an inch of skin You can't see it.

The only thing that is recognizable from those demon cultivators who hide their heads and show their tails is that there is a black bracelet tied around his wrist, and an oval-shaped fluorite made of amber-like material is worn between the ropes.

As he drank tea, the fluorescing stone gently swayed between his wrists, emitting a faint blue radiance like stars.

The pure aura emanating from the stone is definitely not something that was born by the demons, but it looks more like a magic weapon in the fairy gate.

Although Shuci was also born as a demon, and her nature is to kill cruelly, she doesn't believe in the aesthetics of killing that advocates what to do.

She killed people and slaughtered cities, and even killed all creatures in a plane space, just like slaughtering ants, she didn't even bother to take a second look at the flies and ants that died in her hands.

Not to mention the disgusting penchant for collecting such bloody loot.

She flicked one of her fairy tails lightly.

In this piece of space, the holy voice of the heavenly demon suddenly reverberated.

The endless bamboo forests and the blood sausages tied to the tops of the forests burst into fog with a bang.

"You are not a demon, but a demon monk of human origin. This place is very familiar to us. If I remember correctly, this is the Xizhu Forest within the gate of the Langya Demon Sect."

Shuci originally wondered how the behind-the-scenes guide in this city avoided the danger of being devoured by evil gods.

It turned out that such a mysterious mirror technique was used to project the land space of the Langya Demon Sect, which is far away from the mountains and seas, into the city in the form of a mirror image.

At this moment, his real body is thousands of miles away, and what Shu Ci sees at this moment is just a projection clone.

And within the Langya Demon Sect, the only person who knows this technique is the leader of the evil cultivators of the Demon Sect, Daoist Sa Jie.

Although the relationship between Langya Demon Sect and the Demon Realm is just like the relationship between the Shangqing Immortal Realm and the Three Dao Sects in the human world.

Even though there are many masters in the Demon Sect, in the eyes of the real ancient Great Demon in the Demon Realm, they are like cubs in the sheepfold.

The only person who can make the demon world pay attention to it, from ancient times to the present, and since the development of the demon sect for thousands of years, only two people have appeared.

One is the former suzerain of Mozong, Zhaohe.

The second place is the leader of the evil cultivators, Taoist Sa Jie.

(End of this chapter)