"I didn't expect that you, a junior, would make the Demon Emperor take a fancy to him and become a foster body, hahaha. "The sound came from the center of the flames, and it was deep, deafening, arrogant, and unstoppable.

The other party paused, as if thinking about something, and after a moment he whispered to himself: "Why can't you go up when you walk to your chest.......?"

Then he raised his voice and said: "Boy, you need to go to the three major demon valleys of Ghost Valley, Ice Valley and Demon Mist Valley in the future, find King Peng, King Wujiao, and King Demon Wood, and get the demon seal from them, remember? Haha, I didn't expect my demon clan to rise one day!"

He Lang only felt that something was shot into his chest, and it was extremely hot, but he could only bear it, but he could not show resistance, because he was still in a dream, and he could not control his actions at all.

Then, the dantian was also shot into an object, as soon as this thing entered the dantian, he couldn't help but tense his body, his whole body trembled, he could only silently say: "I'm dead, this is a dream, I'm dead, this is a dream." ”

The man laughed heartily and said loudly: "Okay, you kid is really funny, you just treat yourself as dead, I have planted a blood mark in your dantian, if you don't do what I say, the one who suffers is you!" After speaking, there was another burst of wild laughter.

After a while, the voice said, "You are really inconvenient to walk outside like this, it is simply unrecognizable, I will reshape your skin, so that you can successfully complete the task assigned by this king." ”

He Lang suddenly had the illusion of being flayed alive, and his whole body seemed to be torn by ten thousand steel knives in the bones, obviously he was dead, why was this feeling so real?

Could it be that he has found a new body and is not really dead?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice, thinking that no matter what, as long as he didn't die, he could still see his eldest brother, second brother and Fei'er, even if the situation was worse, he would be content.

Then, when the pain moved up to his chest, his eyes darkened with pain, and he didn't feel it at all.

I don't know how long it has been, a century?

"Hey, young man, wake up, wake up, can you hear me, and still breathe, why can't you wake up, wife, you pass me the water again." An old man's hoarse voice grew clearer and clearer from afar.

The sweet spring water slowly flowed into the mouth, and the mouth was more comfortable, and the water was moistened when swallowed down the throat.

He Lang's fingers moved slightly, could it be that he was alive again?

He slowly squinted and closed again, the sunlight was a little dazzling to him, and he closed and closed again and again, and it took a long time for him to get used to the light.

He found that he was in a dense wood, and not far away he could hear the sound of running water, and behind him was leaning against the waist-thick trunk of a tree two adults, and the light was shining on him through the gaps in the leaves, and his whole body was warm.

The whole forest was filled with humid air, and it was clear that it smelled fresh soon after the rain.

He wanted to say a word of gratitude to the charitable old man in front of him, but his throat was dry and hoarse, and he grinned, but he still couldn't say a word.

"Wife, you see this young man is awake, come and help me put him on the donkey cart. ”

An old woman's voice also came: "I've really woken up." ”

Then the two of them carefully helped He Lang up gently, He Lang was able to exert a little strength, but he was still swaying from afar, as if he was about to fall.

It took a lot of effort for the two of them to lay him down on a donkey cart covered with hay.

The donkey cart creaked, and he didn't know where to go.

He Lang was lying on the donkey cart, only to know that the two old men happened to pass by, and found him in the place where he woke up, and he was cold all over his body except for breathing.

He had heard that it had rained heavily for nearly five days in the area, and that there was a river near him when he woke up, and he guessed that perhaps it had risen so much that it had washed him into the woods.

Suddenly, I felt some itching on my cheeks, so I slowly raised my arm and prepared to scratch it twice.

Raised his hand and scratched it twice, I always felt that something was wrong, why the skin on my face was hard, and the elasticity I should have was gone, and I touched it on my face with my hand, and I was stunned, and I was so frightened that my brain was buzzing for a while.

For the first time, he thought of hearing the man's words in his dream.

"It's really inconvenient for you to walk outside like this, it's just unrecognizable, I'll reshape your skin, so that you can successfully complete the task assigned by this king. ”

The wild voice echoed in his mind, and He Lang couldn't stop trembling.

He quickly opened his eyes to see his hands, the skin of which was dark but dry, like shriveled orange peels, and his heart was pounding with start.

I also knew what the reason was, and it seemed that it was not a dream, but a real thing.

Although he didn't know what his current image was, he felt that it would not be much better, and from the feeling of touching, he knew that this was not the skin that a person should have, but like a wrinkled orange peel directly on his face.

It took about half a day for the donkey cart to get out of this large wooded area, and then for half a day on a rough path, when it was dark, the donkey cart turned into a small fork, and three huts appeared in front of it.

At this time, He Lang had recovered a lot of strength, he got off the donkey cart himself, knelt in front of a pair of old people as soon as he got off the car, kowtowed three times in a row, and said in a hoarse voice while kowtowing: "The life-saving grace of the two old people, He Lang will never forget it." ”

The old man hurriedly helped He Lang up, and said kindly: "Young man, don't be like this, get up quickly, you can rest for a few more days in the three grass huts of the old man, I see that you are not lightly injured." ”

He Lang nodded hurriedly, his eyes were already moist, he was very grateful to the kind old couple in front of him, and he also knew that if it weren't for these two old people, he would still be in the wilderness, even if he didn't die, it would be inevitable to shed his skin.

The old man arranged him in an empty room, helped him make his bed, let him cultivate more, and went out to feed him.

He Lang sat in a simple thatched hut, leaning on a simple bed made of broken wooden planks, and began to think.

He thought about the things back and forth in the future, and finally came to the conclusion that he was given a blood mark by the Qilin King in the huge stone gate, in order to let him complete the task assigned to the other party, and that task was to go to the three major demon valleys of Ghost Valley, Cold Ice Valley and Demon Mist Valley, find King Peng, Wujiao King and Demon Wood King, and get the demon mark from them.

But if he does this in every possible way, what good can he do for himself? The advantage is that after activating the Demon Emperor Yuan Shen, he will completely disappear? A fool will do those things for him!

Or how could the Kirin King think he would go and accomplish this for him?

Blood Seal?Could this drive him to do what he didn't want to do? Then the Qilin King's thought was too simple, right?

After sitting in the grass hut for more than half an hour, the old man brought in a bowl of steaming wild vegetable soup and handed it to him.

"Young man, there's nothing good to eat here, that's all there is to it, you can be wronged, and tomorrow I will ask my wife to go to town to buy some cornmeal and come back and make you something delicious." ”

"Old man, I am grateful that you can save me, don't bother me anymore. ”

He Lang thought of something as he spoke, and quickly probed the space of his left palm with his divine sense, and deliberately took out a relatively ordinary-looking intermediate magic weapon, which was a black hidden blade with a long palm.

On He Lang's body, only before leaving, the four magic weapons obtained by Lan Yun were specially given to him by the other party for self-protection, and there was no other valuable one, he didn't dare to take too conspicuous magic weapons out, for fear of causing trouble to the old man.

After handing the Hidden Blade to the old man, He Lang said: "Old man, I really don't have any money on me at the moment, only this, you can exchange this for some rice and noodles and food." ”

The old man didn't refuse too much, nodded, and went out first with his Hidden Blade.

He Lang looked at the bowl of wild vegetable soup in front of him, and carefully looked for something to eat in the space of his left palm, sighed, and then picked up the wild vegetable soup and drank it slowly, although he had never drunk this, but after only one sip, he couldn't swallow it, this vegetable soup was made of unknown ingredients, it was salty and bitter, but he was really hungry, so he had no choice but to pinch his nose and pour it down in one go.

I didn't expect that the gap between the rich and the poor between people was so big, thinking that although I didn't have spare money at the beginning, after all, it was a delicious mountain and sea delicacies, accompanied by delicious spiritual wine, and I couldn't help but sympathize with this old couple.

When the old man came in and wanted to serve him another bowl of wild vegetable soup, He Lang hurriedly stopped the old man, and he said: "Old man, I'm afraid I've hurt my internal organs, and my stomach is very unbearable. ”

When the old man saw that He Lang was indeed blue-faced, he believed it, took back the empty bowl, and helped him fetch hot water for cleaning, before withdrawing again.

Where is He Lang's visceral discomfort, he really can't drink the wild vegetable soup, he made up his mind, even if he is hungry, he won't drink it.

After everything was cleaned up, He Lang hesitated and took out a bladed broadsword from the space of his left palm, raised the blade, and pointed it against his face.

The big knife can clearly take a picture of most of his face, and can see clearly, in the blade he saw a strange person is looking at him blankly, that person's skin is dark and dry, his face is pitted like orange peel, big nose and small eyes, nose bridge, big mouth, the first impression is that he is stupid, stupid, ugly.

And down the neck, there is also dark and chapped skin, and the chest and arms are still bulging with muscle bumps, which looks really nondescript, like a little ghost jumping out of some gutter.

How did the old couple see that he was a young man? This is obviously a face of the vicissitudes of time?

At first, He Lang saw that the old man kept calling himself a young man, and he thought that even if his current image was ugly, at least he still looked like a young man, but now he was completely stunned, and he didn't turn his mind for a long time.