"The fog is getting thicker." Xiao Hei, who was dressed in white, frowned and said worriedly.

"Today is the moon in the teens!?" The bull head asked suddenly.

"Eleven or twelve." Xiao Hei thought for a moment and then said.

The night wandering god who was riding Pu Feng in front also stopped and looked up at the top of his head, "At most, the moonlight won't be able to enter in half an hour, so we have to speed up." ”

“…… Don't look for it, he's not in the fog. The bull head said suddenly.

"How do you know?" Xiao Hei asked in surprise.

Niu Tou didn't answer, but said to the Night Wandering God, "Please go out and inform Gong Cao, let them guard the entrance of the Quartet, and be ready to meet us at any time." ”

Ye Youshen suddenly turned his head, and stared at him with two deep eyes for a long time, and then smiled, "...... It is better to be respectful than to obey fate. ”

After that, he patted Pu Feng's head, and Pu Feng let out a long howl, carrying him and galloping away the way he came.

"Let's go, follow me." The bull leader sent him away, and then he took the lead and walked forward.

Xiao Hei followed his footsteps and remained silent.

"For us, the group of people in the Yin Cao Division are outsiders after all, and there are some things that they know as little as possible." The bull head explained to her in surprise.

"yes, I know." Xiao Hei nodded obediently.

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The scribe and Jinglun sat on the chessboard and were fighting, and the scribe had the upper hand with the sunspot, but his brows were tightly knit, obviously bothered by something.

Syllable!

Jinglun fell, stood up and looked at the lingering autumn rain outside the window. "Your heart is in turmoil."

"Life is like a game, and if you lose, you lose." The scribe looked at this genius stroke, scattered the chessboard, looked up into his eyes and said, "If it weren't for the fact that you are both a Taoist materialization method and a Mo family's thirteen puppets, I don't believe that you would still be as unhurried, arrogant and impatient as you are now." ”

"Fate!" Jinglun said quietly.

"So, how long do you have to hide!" The scribe stretched out his hand, and all the chessboard pieces were in his cloud sleeves, he stood up and walked to the window, looked at Jinglun, and asked sharply.

"Nothing is self-sufficient. If there is no desire, it is rigid. Jinglun turned his head to look at him. Do you really think that I covet that star key? ”

"What the hell do you want to do!?" The goat's whiskers under the scribe's jaw trembled a few times, and he confessed that he had never seen through the man.

"You can barely be regarded as shouldering the duty of surveying the heavens, and you have been dormant for eight years for your own selfish desires. Have this kind of heart. Instead of asking me. I don't ask you, why not ask God. Jinglun said in a calm tone.

The corner of the scribe's eyes twitched, and he looked at Jinglun for a long time. The person in front of him was too far from the information he had investigated. He has reason to believe that since the first time the two of them interacted, this man has been making some small calculations!

Looking back, the scribe became more and more certain of his suspicions. With this person's cautious character, how could he believe in a person who had never lived so quickly, how could he write such a gaffe on his face, and how could he be bewitched by a person in a few words and change his mind!

The planner is good at thinking but not judgment. There is a saying that the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, but bystanders are only bystanders after all. So someone jumps out of the chess game and turns into a chess player to control the chess pieces, but after all, he can only control the son of his own side, who knows, there is another kind of person on top of this, he takes himself as a chess piece, follows the trend, seems to be stormy, but in fact he controls all the chess pieces.

Suddenly, the scribe thought of a possibility, and pointed at Jinglun in shock, "You, you deliberately dragged me to play chess for fifteen days!" Everything you've done before was just for show! ”

Jinglun smiled lightly and replied, "I'll tell you a story." ”

Once upon a time, there was a monk named Zhang Sui, the name of the law, this person was gifted and intelligent, and he had been involved in astronomy and geography, but in a hundred years, his Buddhism was already quite exquisite.

After faking his death and getting out, he lived in the western plateau to practice, one day he accidentally suddenly noticed the change of heaven, a hexagram after the calculation only to know that it is the star of the six or seven killings in the sky, if you don't find the source, there will be chaos in the world within a hundred years!

With a compassionate heart, he spent a full time traveling almost all over the Western Plateau, and finally found the source of this evolution in a large lake. That is the Tomb of the Stars, commonly known as the Star Grotto.

Seeing this, he divined another hexagram, only to see that the hexagram had been changed, and only a big killing word came to his face. He pondered for seven days, and finally resolutely escaped into it, but this time it was fifty years. Fifty years later, when he re-entered the world, he had already attained the Great Dao, but the first thing he did when he came out was to find a snow-capped mountain to sit on, and look at the lake day and night, and sit for thirty years.

Thirty years later, he re-entered the deep lake, and half a month later, there was a landslide here, and the surrounding world was turned upside down, but only the mirror lake was calm within a hundred miles.

On the same day, a shepherd surnamed Jing once saw countless strange beasts flying through the clouds and going straight to the west, and disappeared. In another year, the herdsman found a group of people who were seriously injured and fainted by the lake while grazing, and after four months of recuperation, although the group recovered but the repair was lost, and returned to the Central Plains after being a farewell herdsman, and died not long after.

The scribe's mind turned sharply, and he lost his voice, "Jinglun, Jinglun!?" Could it be ......"

"For the sake of you not being a traitor, I would like to advise you, no one can shine with the sun and the moon, no matter what, you can't beat the word years after all, after the limit, after all, it will turn into a handful of dust, why should you be too obsessed with external objects." Jing Lunlang interrupted him with a laugh, and after saying meaningfully, he picked up a pot of tea from the table casually, drilled out along the window, and disappeared without touching the ground for a few moments.

"No wonder, no wonder I didn't find any valuable treasures in the Tomb of the Stars this time, no wonder this person actually has the heads of several families, no wonder he obviously doesn't care about the star key but has to go with me......" Thinking of this, the scribe suddenly brightened, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I played chess pieces, but you played fate, Mobei chess king, really worthy of his name!" ”

It's just that since he doesn't have to worry about his life, he is not interested in these treasures. Then why did he insist on mixing it in!? The scribe pondered for a moment, but was puzzled.

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Although the Shura clan lives in hell, their essence is not a ghost, if you insist on giving them a position, it should be the aborigines. In fact, in these eighteen layers of hell, there are still many aborigines like the Shura clan, and there are countless races. What race can survive in such a harsh environment as hell is easy to mess with!?

In the Shura clan, the title is also very particular. Like a combat group. They tattoo hidden characters on their faces regardless of gender, and use the stars to commensurate them, and Shura, who can be named after the stars, must be the best in a certain aspect. And the leader of a tribe, such as the little old man, is revered as a sacrificial wine. Most of them are knowledgeable and well-versed in secret techniques. It is the guiding light of the whole tribe.

The Shura clan is divided into many tribes. If you want to judge whether a tribe is strong, you must not only look at its combat effectiveness, but also look at its comprehensive quality. For example, the ability to coordinate operations and command capabilities......

When half of the Shura jumped from the secret door and fought the filthy wood worms. Han Xu really realized how fierce this group of guys was once they activated the Origin Liliang!

The Tailed Fire Tiger, who had taught Han Xu in close combat before, smashed the big mouth that was coming at him with a horizontal elbow, and then grabbed the tentacle that had retracted due to the severe pain, and the whole person flew into the air like a projectile shot by a slingshot, and kicked heavily on the huge head of the Filthy Wood Worm, causing the Filthy Wood Worm's head to thump with a thud, and the thick neck suddenly sank.

Bi Yuewu ran wildly at the side of the filthy wood worm with a swarthy scythe, the scythe was as sharp and fast as harvesting wheat, halving all the small feet under the filthy wood worm, while Fang Ritu stood on his shoulder, using the arm blades of both hands to block and tear apart the tentacles that attacked him.

The size of the filthy wood insect was already very large, because Bi Yuewu's destroyed body immediately lost its balance and fell diagonally.

"Unicorn snake, up!" Catching a good opportunity, a red-faced man with the word "room fire" engraved on his forehead shouted.

"Got it, stupid pig!" Kang Jinlong, a man with long hair and a round chainsaw with a long handle on his back, answered impatiently, and ran towards the room fire pig with a short body. The room fire pig bent slightly, put his hands between his knees, and threw him up with force when Kang Jinlong stepped on his hands.

A cold light flashed, and the circular iron saw in Kang Jinlong's hand sank straight into the handle, and in the hysterical howl of the filthy wood insect, he pulled it hard, and the half side of the head of the filthy wood worm was immediately cut a long hole, and a large stream of green blood burst out.

"Sao Fox, send me up!" A woman with the word "water" engraved on her forehead called out, and she had a golden rope tied around her waist and two eight-edged silver hammers hanging from each side.

"Dead loach, how many times have you said don't call me that, don't think that you are beautiful and I dare not cut you in two!" The handsome man with the word Xinyue engraved on his forehead gritted his teeth and said, and with a flash of silver light in his eyes, he transferred the water worm standing on the ground to the top of the head of the filthy wood worm.

With a laugh, she untied the rope around her waist and shook her hand around the thick neck of the wood worm twice, and then four small silver hammers shot out at the same time, two hit the rock wall, and two sank into the earth. The worm sat cross-legged on top of the head of the worm, silently reciting a set of mysterious formulas in its mouth, and the rope around the neck of the worm emitted a faint golden light, and the hoop became tighter and tighter, making it go crazy and struggle, and the thousands of tentacles on its back bit down on the worm like a group of demons.

At this moment, a fat man with a pair of red wings and the word "Danger Moon" engraved on his forehead flew through the air with a strange smile, and he let go of his hands and threw a person out of the air.

The man landed steadily beside the water worm with a beautiful somersault, facing the menacing tentacles, the man with the word willow soil engraved on his forehead spread out his palms unhurriedly, and a yin and yang gossip plate in his palm became larger in an instant, the yin and yang fish swam quickly, and the black and white chaotic qi covered the two willow earth roe deer and the water worm in it, allowing those tentacles to be whipped like crazy demons, this yin and yang gossip plate was still as stable as Mount Tai.

The others rushed forward without hesitation, and beat the filthy wood worm as hard as they could, beating it with a wailing and green blood splattering everywhere.

It's just that the wood worm was beaten and broken, like a rag doll that has been broken.

“…… With all due respect, aside from its unsightly appearance and huge size, I really don't see anything powerful about this filthy wood worm, isn't it being pressed and beaten by you!? Han Xu looked at this scene and finally couldn't help but blurt out the question he was holding in his heart.

"You underestimate it too much, if the filthy wood worm is so easy to destroy, how can we entangle it for a thousand years!?" The Great Sacrificial Wine walked up to Han Xu at some point and said with a serious face.

Before the words fell, the field changed prominently. (To be continued......)