Gods will go crazy if they stay for a long time

Chapter 11 Saving Master 10
"Senior sister, where have you been? Why aren't you with us?" Wang Yu saw Du Yan and hurriedly stepped forward.

"I don't know either. I was sent to the easternmost part of the secret realm, so I have been looking for you for a long time." Du Yan thought for two seconds and answered Wang Yu's question.

"Junior Sister Duyan, these two people behind you are" Nangong Jin stared at the strange and powerful two people with a wary look on his face.

"These two are, how should I say, monsters?" Song Yuan answered Nangong Jin's question for Du Yan.

"Monster?" Everyone's eyes fell on Qing Mo and Liu Yue'er, with scrutiny, exploration and enthusiasm.

Monsters, especially monsters that have taken form, are full of treasures. Their blood can be used to draw talismans, their flesh can be used to refine elixirs, their bones can be used to forge tools, and their fur can be used to make equipment needed for talisman arrays.

Now Qing Mo and Liu Yue'er can be called rare treasures. It would be great if there is a demon clan, and the level can be raised several levels.

"Qing Lao Gou, I don't think their eyes are right, they seem to be tearing us apart." Liu Yue'er poked Qing Mo's demon and whispered in its ear.

"Remove it," Qing Mo said to Liu Yue'er in a low voice as he held up the fan.

When Liu Yue'er heard this, her body froze, and then she thought about it, no one of these people could beat her, except for the demon woman, no, the woman next door to Mala was with them. , Knock, if you want to play, you have to play, the life of the long worm is also a life.

Liu Yue'er's eyes fell on Du Yan. She couldn't understand how a demon clan could mix with human monks. If she couldn't figure it out, she didn't want to think about it. Anyway, she was a happy worm. If something happened, she would die later. , Anyway, there is Qingmo.

As for that ugly guy Qing Mo, why does he look so good in human form? Something is wrong with him.

Liu Yue'er felt that no one was satisfied except herself, and she felt like everyone was drunk and I was alone in seeing through the world.

"Everyone, please don't think too much. These two are my guests. Keep your eyes open." Du Yan's cold voice reminded him, Qingyan Sect is okay. After all, their senior sister is a demon clan and is very concerned about this kind of things. Yes, but Yunsang Palace and the others are not gentlemen, but Naihe couldn't beat them, so they could only look away angrily.

Everyone in Qing Yanzong and Yunsang Palace had a rest for the night. Du Yan was not a stingy person, so he took out the food he had brought and entertained everyone.When Gu Yuan's injury was almost healed, he took the disciples from Yunsang Palace and said goodbye to Duyan, Song Yuan and the others.

"The real experience has begun. You must be well prepared. The beast wave will be in an hour. We will not take action except for the safety of our lives. Please be careful, junior brothers and sisters." Song Yuan brought them all out. Standing in the open area, he gave the final advice to the younger brothers and sisters of Qingyan Sect. After saying this, he stopped caring about them. He couldn't lead them alone. Everyone needs to grow. When he goes back this time, he will go into seclusion. .

Du Yan had been hiding in a certain tree, lying down, watching Song Yuan and the others under the tree.She is just a bodyguard. The boss still has to come to meetings, and she can do whatever the boss asks her to do.

"Oi, Qingmo, tell me about your experiences over the years." Du Yan doesn't have any other hobbies, he just wants to listen to others tell his own stories.

"Me? What special experience do I have?"

"Let's talk about it. Anyway, I'm just going to stay."

"Okay, okay, it doesn't hurt to say it." Qingmo would think about his experience over the years, which was nothing more than practicing, practicing, flirting with girls, flirting with girls, being fucked by being fucked by being fucked by, and then continuing to practice.If there was really a big event, it would be the sensation in the secret realm ten years ago. Most of the monsters in the secret realm died.

"Expand and talk"

"Ten years ago, there was an irregular massacre in the secret realm. Anyone who was caught could not escape death. It was not a simple death. After suffering all the hardships during life, the bones were shattered and ashes were scattered. The soul was crushed. It was a real death.

Ten years ago, the secret realm was torn open, and a demon fell in. In the words of human monks, that demon's cultivation was the Great Perfection of God Transformation. He was seriously injured when he was transferred in. Why did he recover from his injuries? Catching a large number of monsters to absorb their life force, and then leaving a breath to torture them to death.

My parents were the victims of that disaster. Fortunately, they died without any torture because the prototype was ugly. It was much better than those monsters. Qing Mo choked up a little as he spoke, took a breath and continued,

"I was protected by your parents and wasn't caught, but it wasn't much better. I witnessed too many massacres and left indelible damage on my body and mind. I may not be able to escape the thunder catastrophe in the future. At night I often wonder, if I am stronger, can I protect my parents and friends. So I practice hard.

But you also know that Tiandao, a lunatic, likes to see people frustrated. Although my cultivation journey is not smooth, it is okay. Tiandao may not see me. Whenever I treat a girl sincerely, that girl ends up running away with someone else. No matter how I treat her well.

Later, there was a problem with my cultivation, and my meridians were damaged. Otherwise, do you think you can fight against me? Let’s not talk about whether you can fight against me. Maybe I have turned into a monster. Sometimes I really want to die. It's all over, but not dead. " Qing Mo had a line of clear tears left in the corner of his eyes. He smiled bitterly, looked away a little, and smiled sarcastically. The hemp rope only picks out the fine points, and fate only seeks out those who suffer.

"How are your meridians now?" Du Yan asked, throwing a handkerchief to Qing Mo.

"Meridians. How should I put it, I'm about to die, Du Yan is not the same. I originally wanted to use Thunder Tribulation to rush it, but the result seems to be getting worse and worse. What should I do? I don't want to die, Du Yan. I haven't taken revenge yet. I I don’t have a wife yet.” Qing Mo started crying as he spoke. The more he cried, the harder he cried. He couldn’t stop, and his eyes were red and swollen from crying.

Sorry, but I really want to be sad.

"After I die, Duyan, make me into a sword. That big sword of yours is too ugly! My bones have been washed away by the seventh-level thunder tribulation. As long as I am not in the Great Perfection of the tribulation period, you can take it with me." He is invincible." Qing Mo laughed as he spoke. He laughed like a lunatic, but why did he laugh so sadly.

Life is a test of death. No matter who you are, you will die. There is no eternal existence. It is just a matter of sooner or later. Just look away. It would be great if you can look past it.

"The sword I was trained to train after Du Yan's death is the Qing Yuan Sword, please," Qing Mo begged Du Yan with his hands clasped together.

"Okay" Du Yan agreed and came down.

Qing Mo looked at the human monks fighting underground and laughed out loud. There was relief and reluctance in the laughter. Qing Mo stared at that man's figure, his eyes full of doting.

"Song Yuan, do you believe in love at first sight?" Qing Mo murmured to himself.

(End of this chapter)