Zhao Ting thought to himself in his heart, and he didn't forget to show a polite smile on his face, and asked, "Oh, but the Zhou family of the Spirit Clan?"

The white-haired young man's gaze fell on him and nodded faintly.

"It turned out to be Brother Zhou's face," Zhao Ting suddenly turned pale, bowed down and arched his hand at the white-haired young man, "I've seen Brother Zhou." A certain Li Bai came from the Northern Plains. ”

"Kitahara?"

The white-haired young man squinted his eyes slightly, and stood with his hands in the air: "You are not the demon of the Martial Kingdom?"

Zhao Ting replied: "Naturally not, Li was born in the country of Yeqi. ”

"Oh, the demon outside the square. ”

The white-haired young man's expression was as flat as water, he couldn't see the joy and anger clearly, and after a pause, he changed his words and asked, "But you killed the 'Ming King'?"

Zhao Ting met his gaze and did not shy away from saying at all: "Yes, but please don't blame Brother Zhou, Li does not like to kill innocent people, but has a deep hatred with this Qingpeng." ”

"Many years ago, it brutally killed Li's parents for a pure green lotus. Li knew that he was invincible, and after escaping for his life, he practiced hard day and night, and did not dare to relax for half a minute, but now he has finally succeeded in cultivation, and he has come to seek revenge on it......"

Zhao Ting was making up a story, but the white-haired young man raised his hand to interrupt him, and said coldly: "I don't care if this is a vendetta or what, I just want to know, how did you, a 'weasel' of a low-level demon race, kill the Ming King who was of the same rank and had a trace of Jinpeng blood?"

"Could it be that you also have some kind of divine beast blood, and this seat doesn't even see it?"

Speaking of this, the white-haired young man's gaze at Zhao Ting seemed to have changed, and it became very hot, as if he wanted to arrest him back and study him now.

Being stared at by this weird gaze, Zhao Ting couldn't help but shudder, and goosebumps popped up all over his body.

"Ahem, Brother Zhou said with a smile," Zhao Ting smiled a little ugly, his face stiffened, "Where is there any divine beast bloodline in Li, it's just that the Sea Emperor Demon once rewarded some dragon essence blood." ”

"Oh, are you the Sea Emperor?" the white-haired young man asked softly with a look of pity flashing between his eyebrows, scrutinizing him.

Listening to his tone, it was clear that he had some doubts about Zhao Ting's identity.

Zhao Ting didn't explain, a white light flashed in his palm, and a sea-blue token engraved with the Naga totem appeared in his hand, which was simple and contained a trace of divinity, and it was true at a glance.

The white-haired young man glanced at it, retracted his gaze, and said lightly: "Since you are doing things for the Sea Emperor, and my Zhou family is communicating with the Sea Clan, it is difficult to say anything in this way." ”

"Well, next time you come to Youzhou to do business, remember to say hello to this seat first. ”

Zhao Ting nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, this time it is indeed Li who is abrupt, and I want to thank Brother Zhou for his magnanimity." ”

"It's okay," the white-haired young man waved his hand, "When you go back, say hello to the Sea Emperor for this seat." ”

With that, he turned and left, and in an instant he melted into the world and disappeared without a trace.

It's been a long time.

It wasn't until he was sure that the white-haired boy had really left that Zhao Ting secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He still did not dare to let his guard down, tensed his nerves, and after a little discernment of direction, flew towards the north.

......

......

Thousands of miles away, north of the territory of the Wu Kingdom.

Mobei Wasteland.

In such a remote and desolate bitter cold place, the yellow sand is all over the sky, the dust is billowing, and there is no human population in a radius of thousands of miles, and it is almost a Jedi for living beings.

But even in this kind of place, there are beautiful scenery that others can't appreciate.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

At the end of the yellow sand, a round of sunken sunken red like blood, two sloppy men dressed like savages walked side by side, the taller man on the left carried a black-skinned giant rhinoceros about three or five zhang long on his shoulder, the giant rhino had been dead for a long time, and his limbs were stiff and waiting, as big as a mountain.

Boom –

The tall man threw the giant rhinoceros off his shoulder, and the sand and rocks flew in the fierce desert, and the flat ground was smashed out of a huge crater.

"Eat hind leg meat tonight. The tall man took a dagger from his trouser leg and said half-jokingly.

The horse-faced man beside him looked sickly, and his face was extremely tired: "Second master, after the villain becomes a 'stranger', he doesn't need to eat." But you, let's eat more. ”

"The villain just wants to rest for a while. ”

When the tall man heard this, he couldn't help but show a little guilt in his eyes, and said, "It's really hard for you to run around like this." ”

"But the day we're going to settle down is coming soon. In a few days, we will be able to get out of this desert and cross the North Underworld by boat to the other side of the Endless Sea. At that time, the Tiangao Emperor is far away, no matter how eager the Ghost Emperor is, he will not be able to find it for a while, and you and I will be able to rest. ”

The horse-faced man sighed and said, "Actually, it's not this that the villain is worried about, but why our whereabouts are frequently exposed under the nose of the Ghost Emperor?"

"Didn't the eldest prince spread the word that he had found a lot of trouble for the Ghost Emperor, and he couldn't spare his hands to deal with us for a while?"

The tall man showed a thoughtful look on his face and said, "That being said, the fifth-level 'ominous' has unpredictable abilities, so maybe the trouble has been solved." ”

"No matter what the situation is, we can't delay a quarter of an hour now, the sooner we enter the North Hell, the safer it will be. ”

The horse-faced man nodded and said, "The villain can save it." ”

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......

Meanwhile.

Thousands of miles away, at the entrance of the Mobei Wasteland, you can faintly see the yellow sand raging in the sky, a sense of desolation.

A thin black-robed figure walked slowly from a distance, seemingly slowly, but only two steps before coming to this approach.

His expression was indifferent, and after he stood still, he glanced at it casually, and a strange dark color appeared in his eyes.

With a slight hook of his index finger, two white silk threads emerged from the heavens and the earth, wrapping around his fingertips. This white silk thread is not only like a fishing line pulling a fish, but also like a string behind a puppet. It's messy, but there's a pattern.

"Found ......"

The black thin figure muttered softly, and the white silk threads on his fingertips turned into dots of light and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Then, his gaze seemed to travel thousands of miles away, and he directly saw the person behind the white silk thread.

He did not hesitate and strode towards the desert.

After just walking four or five steps, he threw off the scenery behind him and entered this yellow sand world.

In the distance, you can see what used to be a Gobi Desert, and a row of boxwoods planted by unknown people, which have long since died, leaving behind rotten trees, adding to the sense of loneliness.

The black, thin figure looked into the distance, paused for a moment, and then continued to walk forward.

"A rabble. ”

The setting sun on the horizon drained the last rays of afterglow, and the night slowly enveloped the earth, as if to foreshadow something.

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