"Senior sister. The fat man sat on the ground, looking at Monroe, who was walking around again full of life, and said helplessly: "Don't worry, the gale is sure that it will see Brother Rogge fall into the underground river, and nothing will happen!"

Gale is the name he just gave to the Wind Griffins, and the means of transportation that escaped with them won the approval of the fat man, and he completely lost the appearance of his previous dislike.

Black cats and white cats, if you catch a mouse, you are a good cat. This temporary partner is clearly a very qualified means of transportation.

Dafeng Wenyan, who was also lying on the ground and licking his wounds to recover his vitality, also nodded. It did see Rog fall into the underground river, but it didn't know if he was alive or not.

Free falling from a high altitude, even with the buffer of the dark river, as a mid-level fierce beast, it may not be able to withstand it, let alone a human with a weaker body.

It didn't remind the two of them of this speculation, and kept checking and walking around the dark river, and Monroe, whose energy seemed to be endless, made it a little dizzy, and hoped that she would stop and rest.

She can't stop!

Monroe, who thought the world was gloomy, suddenly heard the fat man shouting that Rogge might still be alive. Unbelievable, she seemed to grasp the last straw and burst out of her second life in an instant!

If the fat man hadn't persuaded her in time, this senior sister might have jumped down the dark river to find someone without hesitation at the moment she landed.

The maid who had the guarantee of the two was finally a little relieved, but there was still a strong worry in her eyes. This underground river leads in all directions, and I don't know where Rog was taken by the current, but don't have any surprises......

"Ah......h

Rogge exhaled weakly and licked his chapped lips, his whole body aching.

Rogge, who was a little more awake, found himself lying in a cold rock formation, surrounded by darkness, and his eyes flashed with fluorescence, and only then did he see that there were also jagged rocks dozens of meters above.

The sound of water can be heard not far away, and there is obviously a communication to the underground river.

Rogge felt the inside of his body, because the last resort did not erupt, although there was a lot of damage to the meridians, but fortunately, it did not reach the worst step. After a period of coma, he even accumulated wisps of true qi on his own.

"Where is this?" asked Rogge.

He's certainly not asking himself or the air. Despite being unconscious, Rogge was vaguely aware that someone was protecting him, otherwise he would have suffocated in the dark river, if not to his death.

And not far from him was a black figure in human form. Although I don't understand why I can't see the man's true face, this does not prevent Rogge from being grateful.

"Hmm...... Here, it is supposed to be an underground karst cave formed by a dark river. The dark shadow replied. The voice was old and harsh, like a crow's crow, which made Rogge frown imperceptibly.

"You should be thirsty, right?"

Rogge was thirsty, but before he could answer, his eyes widened. A finger-thick stream of water flowed from the mouth of the dark river, gurgling towards his mouth.

The mouth is sweet and cool, which makes Rogge's spirit shake.

"What kind of means is this, is it a power above the high ranks?" Rogge, who had been full of drink, blurted out.

The black shadow shook his head and said, "It's just a subtle use of power, you'll know later." ”

Rog blinked, and with some strength, he struggled to his feet, looking at the dark shadow. But it seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, and no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see the face and posture of the black shadow clearly.

"Who are you?"

"Scourge!"

Rogge was a little surprised by the figure's crisp answer, if this person wanted to hide his identity, he would definitely not tell him, but since he didn't want to hide it, why didn't he want Rogge to see his true face?

Silent for a while, unable to guess the thoughts of the life-saving benefactor, Rogge asked directly: "Why save me?"

Scourge risked the thunderstorm to save him, and Rog himself would not have done that. Therefore, he did not believe that the fight was just pure generosity and that there must have been a purpose for him.

The black shadow screamed twice abruptly, laughed ugly like a wolf, and praised: "Nice little guy, he is very vigilant." ”

Scourge was satisfied with Rogge's straightforwardness, and choked, "However, do you think there is anything about you that is worth looking at?"

Rogge was speechless for a while, thinking about it, he was a poor and white little cultivator, although he thought that he had some potential in the future, but from the current value, he was not as good as a fat man who was the first heir of the Thorn Line.

Just as Rogge pondered about continuing to say something, Scourge had a rapid spasm, and the black mist around him began to escape strangely, leaving only a gray phantom for a moment.

Rogge watched the scene and opened his mouth wide to the hell. This is again beyond the scope of his cognition.

I didn't expect the ghosts in the mouths of those bards to be real!

"Humph——!"

The gray phantom, which gradually recovered from the spasms, let out a soft grunt. The surrounding space was shattered, like water, rippling in waves.

Rogge's mind was shaken, the spiritual platform was unstable, and there was an illusion that his consciousness was about to be lost. Hooking up the injuries in his body, he immediately spat out another mouthful of blood.

The phantom calmed down after a while, and floated over to look at Rog, who had fallen into a coma again, and was relieved to see that he was fine. Just float above Rog's head and wait for him to wake up......

When Rogge opened his eyes, he saw the scourge above his head, which was the appearance of an old man, but the eye-catching bloodshot eyes made people shudder.

"What just happened?" asked Rogge, turning his head.

It was indeed a pair of bloody eyes, and even a faint smell of blood could be smelled. Rog didn't know if it was an illusion or what, and he glanced at Scourge's eyes, and he felt as if he was about to be sucked in.

There was a strange magic in his bloody eyes, forcing him to divert his attention.

"My level of life is beyond the limits of your world, and the world does not tolerate it, and the world is trying to exclude me. ”

This is too fantastical, isn't it, Rogge smacks his tongue, the world has its own consciousness?!

Scourge saw his doubts, but he didn't have the idea of elaborating, and shook his head, "My existence is too far away for you, and knowing too much won't do you any good. ”

Rogge was noncommittal about the Scourge's rhetoric, he didn't believe or doubt it, he had seen more strange things today than he had in the previous eighteen years combined, and his mind was still a little dull.

But there was no need for Scourge to deceive him.

"Then you ......" Rogge was a little curious about the existence of Scourge.

"Soul body, my physical body has died, and it is only with these eyes that I can hold on for so many years. Rogge didn't know that the "many years" in Scourge's mouth were measured in hundred years.

He remained in this world for almost a thousand years.

The phantom of the soul of the scourge flickered, like a flame candle that was about to be extinguished, which made Rogge's heart tremble.

Scourge Fight's voice was a little weak, and he sighed, "I can't hold out for too long, allow you to ask one more question, and then you will obediently listen to me." ”

"Where are you from?" Rogge didn't hesitate.

Scourge looked at him with bloody eyes, very satisfied with his question, where he came from and where he went almost covered a person's life.

But Scourge apparently didn't mean to answer seriously.

"God's Land, one of the Seven Great Divine Kingdoms!"

Scourge was high-spirited and proud of his origins, but this answer was like no answer to Rogge. He didn't know anything about these two terms, so he was naturally confused, but Scourge had no meaning to explain.

"Don't worry, although the old man has killed countless people in his life, but those are all mortal enemies, and saving you is just trying to find an inheritor. Scourge squinted at him, dispelling Rogge's doubts.

"Why me?"

Rogge didn't believe it, he really didn't have anything to think about for such a strong man.

Although he didn't believe that Scourge could be so powerful that the world could not tolerate it, the Duke of Thorns was far from being able to stun him with a snort.

Scourge didn't mind Rog asking the second question, as that was exactly what he wanted to say to Rog next.

"I don't have much time, and I haven't met many dolls over the years, your talent should be first-class, and you just happened to catch up with the old decay and die, which can be regarded as fate, and now it's cheap for you. ”

Scourgee raised his hand and conjured up a raven in the air, but unusually, the raven had a third eye on its forehead.

The Evil Third Eye!

There is also a circle of nine crows with the pupil as the center, and the tail of the crow. Rogge observed carefully, but his heart was broken, and he almost fell into it again, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

It's so weird! Rogge even had the illusion that once he got into it, he would never come back, and could the image alone be so powerful? It was hard for Rogge to understand, it seemed to be a kind of effect on the ...... The power of the soul.

"It's a three-eyed raven. Rogge's voice woke him up.

He deliberately didn't remind this junior not to look at the raven's third eye, just to give Rogge a dismount. But seeing that Rogge actually broke free on his own, he was surprised and happy.

Originally, he was hesitant about the hasty decision, but he didn't expect Rogge's excellence to exceed his expectations.

"Three-eyed raven?" Rogge looked serious.

The dismount of the scourge did make his attitude much more correct. At least put the scourge in the position of the powerful who are beyond the world.

He began to believe in the narrative of scourge.

"Yes. ”

Scourge gradually unfolded an unimaginable world in front of Rogge.