long night walk

Chapter 963 Meeting Ceremony

The darkness opened a ray of light from the sky, and a ray of dawn gradually lit up. Smoke and clouds floated by, and the cold wind was slightly cool, causing the reeds outside the city to rippling.

The starlight fell from the top of the Yuanfeng mountain, the egret flew up, and a figure was like mercury flowing and shuttling over the wilderness, moving straight forward.

Yu Xiujie's long line of figure galloping across the field stopped as if suddenly cut off by some invisible force.

He stood on the spot with a gloomy face, took out a light blue prismatic crystal from his bosom, and stabbed it hard towards his arm again, restraining the spread of the witch plague in his body.

The blue prismatic crystal is called source liquid, although it can restrain the spread of witch plague, it is not completely safe and effective.

It's just a temporary delay, and after the effect is superimposed, it will only become weaker and weaker.

Moreover, the source liquid is very precious, half puppets like them are walking outside, but each of them is only equipped with ten, if ten are used up.

Still unable to return to Yinghuo City, he will be like those mecha puppets in the pit, forever reduced to a low-level monster controlled by killing.

So at this moment, Yu Xiujie was in a very bad mood, so he didn't have a good temper when he encountered some unsightly people blocking the way.

"Cough cough..."

Right in front of him, stood a man in black clothes like night.

Under the wilderness of Nagano, behind the man there is a flourishing viburnum tree, and the deep green shade under his feet is incompatible with the surrounding scenery.

He seemed to come from another world, his whole body was full of nobility, but his complexion was somewhat pale and weak.

But even so, looking at this lifeless man, Yu Xiujie still didn't dare to be careless.

He looked at the other party with a sullen expression, but the longbow behind his back was already in his hand: "Who is blocking my way?"

The man looked tired, he raised his eyes, and the moonlight from the embers of the long night fell into his dark pupils, revealing strange circles of double pupils.

He coughed lightly again, his voice indifferent: "You were the one who wanted to kill Qingxin just now?"

Yu Xiujie was startled, and immediately realized that the person in front of him should be a member of One Drop of Blood.

Immediately, he frowned, but he was even more disdainful in his heart.

"So what if it's me? Do you still want to find a place for her?"

The Yaozu has always respected strength, and the leader of that drop of blood is a sick and weak young man, too weak to withstand a single blow.

It doesn't matter if there are one or two more members, the thousands of little monsters gathered together are just paper in his eyes.

If he was really sick, his master looked sick, and now there was another male ghost in black, with a consumptive appearance.

Can't you just die in such a hurry?

The man in black didn't answer his words, under the faint skylight, his face was as pale as a ghost, and there was a strong death intent between his brows.

If he wasn't still standing with his eyes open, it would make people suspect that he was a dead man who had just been dug out of the coffin.

His double pupils turned slightly, and his eyes seemed to fall into the void:

"My 'son' master who has never met before said, how many miles should you travel from Wusu County?
If you haven't answered his question, let me do the math for you. "

As he said that, he narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, looked into the distance for a moment, and said: "After you left the county, you walked about ten miles, but I think it's better to kill one person in ten steps."

After finishing speaking, he raised a pale and skinny finger and waved it lightly.

The sky that was supposed to brighten the dawn dimmed again, and the majestic and terrifying monster power seemed to be under the nine heavens, once again condensing into a boundless sky.

Yu Xiujie didn't feel anything, so he got up off the ground, and was hit back at a speed beyond his knowledge.

The outline of Wushan County expanded rapidly behind him like a huge shadow, and in the blink of an eye, he had already returned to the city.

It's not close or far from the city gate, and it's only ten steps away.

Yu Xiujie was covered in cold sweat, the arm holding the bow creaked and trembled wildly, and there was a huge tide in his heart.

This... what kind of sick and weak little demon is this!
escape……

must escape quickly...

Even if he doesn't return to Shifang City, he must do everything possible to escape from this person's sight at any cost.

At this moment, Yu Xiujie didn't have the slightest bit of anger to speak of, the indescribable fear was like a huge mountain collapsing, and it was about to crush him.

As soon as his body moved, the man in black clothes who was still ten miles away appeared in the same distance as him just now.

The same moonlight, the same pale cheeks, the same flourishing Qiong tree, and the deep green shade, were tightly fixed in front of his eyes like a painting.

A cold look fell on Yu Xiujie, and he felt like he was in a cage.

All over his body, not to mention moving his fingers, he couldn't even blink.

A purple arrow in the quiver behind him flew out without attracting attention, and Tang Di looked at him expressionlessly.

The purple arrow carried a sense of scatter, and slowly rolled into his shoulder, inch by inch, at such a slow speed that it seemed to be deliberately torturing him.

The toxin poured into the half of the human body, and Yu Xiujie was in pain, but he couldn't make a sound.

The witch plague began to rage wildly in his body, and the purple feeling began to spread all over his body, as if something terrifying was frantically destroying his remaining consciousness.

The source liquid contained in the crystal fell out of his arms, his eyes widened, almost bursting from their eye sockets, staring fixedly at the source liquid on the ground.

Tang Di came slowly in front of him, turned his palms over, and those few raw liquids fell into his palms.

"You want this?"

His ink-splashed eyes were dark, and he couldn't see any emotion. Under the fierce gaze of the other party, he slowly put the few pieces of source liquid into his sleeve.

"My leg hurts, I don't have time to play with you."

As soon as the words fell, a green leaf floated in the air, and the green leaf fluttering without gravity suddenly fell obliquely.

The bright red liquid mixed with blue tung oil splashed on the city wall of Wusu County.

The balls of Yu Xiujie's widened eyes were still spinning wildly in their sockets, but his head rolled down.

Tang Di tapped the ground twice with his foot, and a branch of green vine broke through the ground, piercing Xiu Jie's heart.

Between closing and releasing, a heart half covered by the hearth was drawn out.

Tang Di crossed his arms and sneered for the rest of his life. The branch of green vine wrapped tightly around the heart, slowly changed its shape, and became a wooden and rattan box, exuding an icy chill.

He put the box away, the sky light had risen from the wall and fell on Tang Di's pale face, he seemed to feel it was dazzling.

With another flick of the finger, two green leaves flew out from the fingertips, and the green leaves turned into a deep blue ribbon, covering the eyes.

Tang Di looked sideways indifferently: "Have you seen enough?"

His voice was alienated and cold, and from the space a hundred meters behind him, two figures stumbled out in embarrassment.

Qingzhi rolled lightly on the ground, stood up, patted off the dust on his body, bowed his hands and said:

"Member of One Drop of Blood, Qingzhi, I have met Lord Tangdi."

Tingyan was also taken aback by his powerful wrist just now, lest the giant monster, regardless of enemy and friend, would reap her life cleanly and neatly if he didn't like it.

He also quickly reported his name and said: "Tingyan, a new member of One Drop of Blood, see... met Mr. Tangdi."

No matter how distorted Tingyan's demon character is, there are no taboos, but the food chain among the same kind is clearly carved into her bones, and she cannot tolerate being in awe or fear.

Who said that this small faction that has only been established for a few years is understaffed and lowly in power?
Who could have imagined that there are such giant monsters sitting in such a little-known hidden force?
All of a sudden, Tingyan seemed to open the door to a new world.

Tangdi's reaction was very cold, and he pushed the box made of ivy back to Qingzhi.

"Since you are interested in the affairs of Shifang City, why don't you take this thing down and study it first?"

"Yes." Qingzhi didn't have the slightest temper in front of Tangdi, and put away the rattan box respectfully.

The domain behind Tangdi disappeared completely, just as Tingyan thought it was such a proud and arrogant monster.

He certainly didn't pay attention to such a low-level demon like her, and he was afraid that he would ignore her existence and leave directly.

Just when Tingyan breathed a sigh of relief, Tangdi sneered again.

"It's just a little demon, with the immortal energy left by Bai Yang in his body. You are the companion demon who died for Bai Yang thousands of years ago?"

Tingyan's expression froze, how could this monster know so much about Jinxian's aura?
For Jinxian, he even called him by his first name.

Tang Di turned around, his pale face was covered with eye bands, it looked more and more like a dead face.

"Bai Yang is obsessed with his obsession. Such actions have already violated the laws of the heavens and the way of heaven. The existence of this demon fox will only bring trouble to a drop of blood."

Tingyan's face turned pale.

Listening to this means that you want to destroy her?
Tingyan hurriedly looked at Qingzhi subconsciously, who knew that Qingzhi didn't even look sideways, but didn't react at all.

Tingyan hated secretly.

Also, how could these people care about her life and not hesitate to offend a big demon.

Tangdi has already spread his palms, and the golden demonic aura in his palms gathers a terrifying artistic conception.

Tingyan closed her eyes in despair, not thinking that she would have any chance to resist in front of such a person.

There was a soft "pop".

Unexpectedly, it was just loud thunder and little rain.

Tingyan got a blow on the forehead, which was not light, but the pain was negligible compared to the fear in her heart.

Opening her eyes, Tingyan saw Tangdi holding on to a golden rattan with no expression on her face, full of aura, and she knew it was not extraordinary at a glance.

After he threw the vine branch to her: "You can do it yourself."

After saying this, his body disappeared, and he just left.

Tingyan held the vine branch, but didn't realize it for a long time, she looked at Qingzhi in a daze: "What does he mean?"

Qingzhi glanced at her lightly, and said: "Tangdi is a vine demon, and the golden vine in your hand was transformed by one of his avatars.

In the future, if Baiyang Golden Immortal fails in his deeds, the Heavenly Venerable will come down again, and punishing Baiyang is nothing more than a minor punishment.

But for an insignificant little demon like you, I'm afraid he will have to be punished by heaven. He said that you are a big trouble, but the power of this golden vine demon is quite good, enough to prevent you from a catastrophe. "

Tingyan was overwhelmed by the favor of a powerful giant monster for no reason: "That's why he was giving me a meeting gift just now."

Qingzhi didn't know what she was thinking just now, suppressed a smile, and said sullenly: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

"His murderous posture, who would know that he is giving a meeting gift?"

Qingzhi said: "Tangdi has always treated people like this, you have to get used to his behavior."

The corner of Tingyan's mouth twitched, the temperament of this giant monster is really hard to fathom.

Qingzhi took the golden vine from her hand, touched her head again, and said: "So, I'm so kind, I brought you to watch a battle of Tangdi, what did you realize?"

Tingyan looked at Yu Xiujie, who was dying in a miserable state, with a distorted expression: "You call this a battle? Are you sure this is not a unilateral massacre?

That adult just raised his fingers and kicked his legs, he chopped off the head and dug out the heart. I didn't even see how his demonic power works, but I was stunned. What can I realize! "

Qingzhi shook his head and said: "Tang Di is indeed right, you are just a Fanhu with extremely poor bones."

Tingyan grinds her teeth angrily, wishing to scratch his fake face to pieces.

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When Bai Lian woke up again, the injury on his shoulder had been treated simply, and the toxins in his body seemed to be cleaned up.

He found himself lying in an old house, surrounded by adobe bricks and thin tiles.

It was raining like a torrent outside, pouring densely on the ground, separated by a thin wall, but could vaguely hear the snoring of pigs and the barking of dogs next door.

Here, it seems to be a remote small village.

Bai Lian propped himself up and found himself covered with a thick quilt full of patches.

The clothes on his body have also been obviously changed, and the bed lying under him is not a bed, but an old kang made of red bricks.

There was still a crackling fire under the kang, and the cold body under the quilt was extremely warm.

The walls and corners are covered with cobwebs, the house is extremely small and full of sundries, the air is full of the smell of wood decayed by termites, and it is dilapidated everywhere.

At this time, the sound of rain falling on the umbrella surface came from outside the house, and at the same time, a human voice came:

"Hey, my silly girl, why are you squatting at the door and not going inside when it's raining so hard? The spring rain is cold, and the moisture gets into the bones, but it will cause serious illness."

Bai Lian glanced over, only to find that there was a graceful figure squatting under the beam at the door of the house, with a charming back, it was the perverted fox.

The fox demon said, "Is the iron pot I want ready?"

When Bai Lian heard this, he touched his Qiankun bag, it was very good, another night pearl inside was taken away.

Mostly, I went to buy a pot for this aunt.

But why did she buy the pot?
The aunt who entered the room with an umbrella was quite embarrassed and said: "Oh, sister, I don't know what kind of precious meat you want to stew, but you want such a big pot.

In our village, there is only one master blacksmith. It has been raining continuously recently, and he has a bad leg. I am afraid that he will have to wait for a few more days. "

The witch let out a disappointment, and said: "Then I will wait a few more days."

"Oh..." The aunt sighed, and said, "It's not easy for you. You have to take care of such a sick son at such a young age. Look at his face, he looks like a dead person. I'm afraid you will have to work a lot." The good medicine will hang his life for him, right?"

It was not easy to say, but the aunt still kept looking at Shu Ci unconsciously.

He thought to himself, this is a down-to-earth foxy description. Looking at her graceful and charming, her figure is both coquettish and soft. At first glance, she looks like someone who has never done heavy work.

I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money to pull a medicine jar hand in hand.

Just throwing out a night pearl when buying an iron pot, it seems that there is no concept of money.

Presumably this money is easy to come by, but it is also a flesh and blood business.

Look at this charming little face, and it is matched with such a heartless little eyes, it seems that the brain is not very bright.

Thinking about it, I don't know anything about my dishonest business.

Thinking of this, Aunt Wu's heart was full of sympathy.

It's such a time, and I still miss her pot. Mo Yao is almost dying to see her son, and wants to cook some good meat before he dies.

Thinking of this, Aunt Wu's eyes were moist, she patted Shuci's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Oh, big sister, I understand, it's not easy for us women, and I also know that you guard him every day. thought."

Hearing her sympathetic tone, Shu Ci also deeply sympathized, and said angrily: "Even you know that it is not easy for me to guard him. I am a hard-hearted person who was born to be harmed by this ghost. I treat him so well, but he always It's just thinking about giving up!"

Shu Ci especially likes reading scripts, and what he reads are not very serious books, so he started to use vocabulary and idioms indiscriminately.

devil?

scourge?

Always give up?

Why does it sound like you're describing yourself as a good friend?

But this age group doesn't seem to match...

Aunt Wu was puzzled in her heart, secretly thinking that this old lady hadn't studied much, and all she made friends with were little sisters who had lost their way in the house.

I'm afraid I'm used to this kind of blame tone, and it's understandable that I can't change it for a while.

She was laughing and laughing, just as she stepped into the room, she was so surprised that she let out another yo-ha.

"Xiao Xianggong is actually awake?"

(End of this chapter)