Dragon wife and phoenix husband

Chapter 166 The Last Artifact (3)
The cooking smoke seemed to be burning in the middle of the mountain, Song Ling walked over quietly, and sure enough, the Populus euphratica tree in front was seen as a large open space, with many tents tied up on it.It's just that the people who lit the fire didn't look like ordinary people.Until a big dark man turned his head to talk to the people next to him, Song Ling saw his face clearly, Amen!It turned out to be General Dapeng.In other words, she accidentally broke into the territory of the demons!

Seeing that he had gone to the wrong place, Song Ling naturally hurried out of the way.Unexpectedly, just as she started to take steps, she heard a slightly immature and sinister voice from behind, "Who is Gu Dao who is sneaking around here? It turns out that he is an old friend of Gu!"

It was actually the little Zhengtai Mojun Moyin, Song Ling's scalp numb, and he turned around and waved to him, "Yes, I didn't expect to meet my old friend here, what a coincidence!"

As soon as the word "Qiao" was finished, Song Ling quickened his pace and prepared to leave quickly.But the magic sound quickly stopped her, and around them, a large group of magic soldiers surrounded them at some point.The magic voice looked at her with a half-smile, "Since it's a coincidence, why don't old friends catch up with Gu?"

Although Moyin was grinning, the surrounding demon soldiers were all murderous, staring at her fiercely.Song Ling weighed in his heart whether to have the backbone to go all out to fight a bloody path or to compromise temporarily without the backbone.In the end, after weighing the trade-offs, Song Ling still chose to compromise for the time being without backbone.

So she showed a very bright smile, "Okay, since I'm reminiscing about the old days, I don't want to stand in this forest."

Moyin smiled slightly, "Of course I don't dare to treat Gu's old friend slowly. There are a few tents in front of it. Would you like to drink a few cups of tea inside?"

Just go, who is afraid of whom?Song Ling snorted inwardly, and walked into the tent designated by Moyin first.Magic Sound pays attention to ostentation wherever it goes, it is just a tent for temporary living, and the luxury of the equipment inside is basically comparable to that of a star hotel.

Song Ling saw a rather tall and luxurious rattan chair, and sat on it carelessly.The magic voice came in quickly, followed by his swarthy general roc.

Seeing that Song Ling was sitting on the rattan chair leisurely and leisurely, Dapeng Niao immediately said angrily: "What's the point? This is His Majesty's chair, how can you sit around? Come down quickly!"

Anyway, being caught by this little Zhengtai demon king, Song Ling knew that the evil was greater than the good, so she just hummed indifferently: "Your Majesty said that I am his old friend, so it is true that when an old friend comes to visit, His Majesty the Demon Lord can't afford a chair." Are you reluctant to take it out for your friends to sit on?"

Moyin smiled and said: "What the old friend said is very true." He looked at Dapeng and said: "If you want to catch up with your old friend, the general should go out first."

When Dapeng went out, there were only the two of them in the huge tent, and the atmosphere suddenly became delicate.Facing the young but deep magic voice standing in front of her, Song Ling suddenly felt that the delicate and luxurious chair under her was uncomfortable.After thinking about it, she still got off the chair and stood on the ground.

Moyin hooked his lips and smiled: "Why doesn't the old friend sit down again?"

Song Ling couldn't bear the atmosphere of hiding a knife in such a smile, so she decided to open the skylight and speak honestly. She stood in front of the magic voice. When she first saw him, he was as tall as herself, but now he was already half a head taller than her. It lowered her aura for no reason.

The aura dropped, and Song Ling amplified her voice to make up for it. She said to the magic voice with a voice several hundred decibels higher than usual: "It's just the two of us now, let's stop talking nonsense, Your Majesty the Demon King. You have Whatever you want to say, what you want to do, just say it and do it, why beat around the bush!"

What Song Ling said was to take advantage of the fact that there were only two people, she and Moyin would have a head-to-head PK duel for life and death. In the beginning, she chose to temporarily compromise in the forest because it was one-to-many. She was not sure of winning. Now it is One-to-one, that's not necessarily the case.

This can be regarded as her verbal challenge, but the magic voice gave a soft "oh", looked at her with a rather ambiguous smile and said: "Old friend, what do you want Gu to say to this old friend, what to do?" He also made a gesture to get a little closer to her.

Song Ling reacted suddenly, she blushed and almost jumped back, angrily said: "Be as big as you!"

Mo Yin smiled heartily, and his brows were full of smiles. Song Ling was a little dazed when he saw the bright smile in his eyes.

The magic voice said with a smile: "Xizhou is located in a remote place. The old friend must be traveling all the way, or resting in the lonely tent for a while. Naturally, there is a lot of time for reminiscing about the past." .

Song Ling wanted to go out with him, but the Dapeng Niao suddenly appeared with a black charcoal face, and shouted angrily at her: "Your Majesty wants you to stay in the tent, so just stay there, what are you doing?"

I really want to put her under house arrest!Song Ling snorted, and couldn't help but glance at the magic soldiers outside again. It's really not suitable to rush in in broad daylight, so let's talk about it at night.

Song Ling returned to the tent resentfully. Fortunately, the tent was luxurious enough. Apart from luxurious installations, there were also many fine wines and delicacies inside.Song Ling had a good meal, but the magic voice hadn't come back yet, and there was no movement outside.

Needless to say, Moyin led a large army this time, and he must be aiming at Yanxuanjian, and he is bound to win it.Presumably, he just wanted to collect the five artifacts of creation, obtain the divine power of creation, and then dominate the three worlds.

Song Ling couldn't sit still thinking about it.The demons camped on this mountain, could it be that Yan Xuanjian is on this mountain?After thinking about it, she used an invisibility technique and was about to go out quietly, but the magic voice just opened the curtain and came in. He looked at the direction where Song Ling was hiding, and said with a smile: "Old friend, where are you going? "

This so-called invisibility technique is really useless.Song Ling concealed her invisibility technique and stared at the magic voice's smile.Every time he saw Moyin, in order to show his black-bellied nature, Moyin was smiling, but he was just smiling with his mouth, and his eyes were still cold.But now, every smile he shows to her has been deeply stained in his eyes.

Song Ling's mind moved, and he looked at the gradually darkening sky outside, so he said: "I wanted to go out, but it's getting dark, I'd better get a good sleep."

As she spoke, she went straight to the big bed at the end of the tent.Seeing that she wanted to sleep in her own bed, instead of being angry, Moyin followed her with a smile.

(End of this chapter)