Chapter Ninety-Two: A Bold Arrangement

Wang Erniu obviously didn't realize that he had been arranged by Lu Ming, and when he heard Lu Ming's words, he suddenly said excitedly: "Of course I want to, I want him to die without a place to be buried in my dreams." ”

"However, after a few years, Fang Sheng may have made greater progress in the Beast Gathering Sect, and he may have entered the eighth rank and become an inner disciple. Wang Erniu quickly said helplessly.

"Eight Rank ......" Lu Ming groaned, secretly happy in his heart, "The inner disciple is good, the demon beast is stronger, the supernatural power is deeper, and it is more valuable." ”

After thinking about it, Lu Ming patted Wang Erniu's shoulder heavily, and said decisively: "I can help you, but I need you to lure them out." Are you sure?"

Wang Erniu was obviously stunned, and couldn't figure out the mind of the adult in front of him for a while. He didn't know Lu Ming's true realm, and it was impossible for him to know that Lu Ming's supernatural powers were enhanced by devouring, so he couldn't figure out why Lu Ming wanted to help him.

Shouldn't it be to quickly hollow out the spirit stone here, and then abandon him Wang Erniu and go back to the city to make a fortune?

Lu Ming seemed to be able to see through the incomprehension behind Wang Erniu's hesitation, and said righteously: "You and Ding Qiang will be my right-hand men in the future, if you can't help you but wish to take revenge, you can't do things with peace of mind, and I can't bear it." ”

Wang Erniu's eyes were red, although he didn't know whether the adult in front of him was true or false, but even if he was really lying to him, he was inexplicably moved. Because, since he was a child, he Wang Erniu didn't even have the qualifications to be coaxed, everyone looked down on him, and they didn't even treat him as a person.

"Although the lord commanded, as long as I left Wang Erniu a small life, the villain will obey his words. Wang Erniu said angrily.

"I'm still a death-scared ghost. Ding Qiang on the side couldn't help but roll his eyes and muttered disdainfully.

Lu Ming was very satisfied, a person like Wang Erniu who spared his life, if he said that he would repay him with death at the moment, it would be fooling. Now this situation proves that he is really moved.

"Very well, let's rest here for a day, and tomorrow we will act according to the plan. Lu Ming praised it, and then discussed with the two while eating and drinking, and then went to sleep.

There is not much time left for Lu Ming, he has to try to return to Qinglan City before the end of the year, otherwise Lao Hei and Tie Lihua will have to worry.

The next day, that is, on November 27, Lu Ming took Wang Erniu and left. Ding Qiang stayed where he was, and with three black ants 'protecting', nothing could happen to him.

Lu Ming no longer hidden, and used his wind control magic power to take Wang Erniu, and flew to the realm close to the Barbarian Demon Gathering Beast Mountain in half an hour.

There were still mountains here, and Lu Ming faintly saw groups of various demon beasts, patrolling and wandering in an orderly manner among the mountains and forests in the distance.

This scene reminded Lu Ming of a song: The king called me to patrol the mountain......

Not daring to approach the border, Lu Ming landed on a mountain, Wang Erniu, whose face was slightly pale, was still trembling, this guy was still a little afraid of heights.

"My lord, in front of you is the realm of the barbarian demons, and that mountain is the mountain gate of the Beast Gathering Sect. After Wang Erniu eased slightly, he got up and pointed to a towering mountain in the distance, with a complicated expression.

Lu Ming glanced at the rising mountain with a faint aura, as if he had seen his own private treasure, and his eyes lit up.

"Okay, you go, don't worry, I will send black ants to protect you secretly. "Lu Ming brought the six strongest black ants under his command, especially the No. 1 of the Nine Rank Perfection, even if he encounters the Eighth Grade, he can fight.

Wang Erniu responded, knowing in his heart that this mysterious adult still didn't trust him, and these black ants were not only protecting him, but also to spy on him.

The aura under his feet surged, and Wang Erniu's body quickly sank into the ground, approaching the border of the barbarian demon realm.

Lu Ming was not idle, he glanced at the clouds floating above his head, his mind moved, he swayed up, hidden in the white clouds, walked with the wind, and followed Wang Erniu.

The border defense of this barbarian demon territory is not very tight, and it is not guarded by a large array like a human city, and most of the demon beasts patrolling the mountains are small demons of the ninth grade or even unqualified, and it is impossible to detect the sneaking arrival of Lu Ming and Wang Erniu.

Lu Ming looked at the group of little demons patrolling the mountains, as if he saw countless space-time forces and beckoned to him, but he really didn't dare to do it here, in case he provoked a big demon in the mountains to chase and kill, it would really be worth the loss.

As soon as the two of them went up and down, after passing through several mountains on the border, they were already thirty miles away from the Gathering Beast Mountain, and when they arrived here, Wang Erniu stopped, and Lu Ming naturally drove the clouds to stay, and at the same time controlled the surrounding clouds to follow.

With a glance, on the periphery of this Gathering Beast Mountain, there were actually small human villages and towns, and thousands of human beings lived in them. It's just that most of the people here look numb and lifeless.

Lu Ming also saw that these people, including the old and young women and children, were busy in the grain fields or medicine fields, and there were little demons around as 'supervisors', of course, it was mainly the disciples of the Beast Gathering Sect behind those little demons who were patrolling and urging.

According to Wang Erniu's words, the people in charge of this part are the miscellaneous disciples of the Beast Gathering Sect, and many times they don't even have the qualifications to go up the mountain to practice, so they can only show off their might in this nurtured human village.

The villages and towns surrounding Jubeast Mountain are home to more than 100,000 human beings, most of whom are human captives or descendants of years of war. They are also the main source of food, medicinal materials and even talents of the Beast Gathering Sect, and they are puppets and slaves with no dignity to speak of.

Wang Erniu is an orphan who came out of here, as for where his ancestors are, and whether he has relatives and friends, it has long been impossible to investigate.

Lu Ming, who came from a peaceful country and a harmonious society, was a little uncomfortable and indignant when he saw this scene, but he also knew that he couldn't change anything at all. Unless, the Zhennan army can defeat the barbarian demon leader and go deep into the hinterland, it will be possible to rescue these human beings who have long been numb.

The most hateful, in fact, are those people from the Beast Gathering Sect, who have no sympathy, and they still fall into the well like this, treating their fellow clans as fish and meat, which really annihilates human nature.

"This is this world, if you don't be strong, even the right to live can only be given by others. With a secret sigh, Lu Ming retracted his gaze and quietly waited for news from Wang Erniu.

At this time, Wang Erniu had already surfaced and appeared in the corner of one of the villages.

He quickly found a miscellaneous disciple, took out a few spirit stones from his arms and handed them to the other party, and slightly released the aura belonging to the late stage of the Nine Rank supernatural powers, suppressing the miscellaneous disciple who had not yet entered the product.

"This junior brother, can I trouble you with one thing, these spirit stones will be regarded as a thank you gift from Wang. Wang Erniu glanced at the one-horned dog trembling at the man's feet, and then politely bowed his hand.