Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Natives of the Nether
Facing Long Sanguan's smile and greeting, Lu Li suddenly said, "If everyone in the Sword Sect is as polite as you, it will be too boring. ”
"What?" Long Sanguan asked suspiciously, unable to keep up with Lu Li's train of thought.
Lu Li shook his head, without explaining much, he said, "Let's leave now?"
"That's right, let's go now, although Dugu Haotian and Gulian Chasing Wind will follow in the shadows, but this time to Xingyue Lake is still very likely to be directly attacked and killed by the people of Tianyuan City, you have to be prepared for battle. ”
Long Sanguan said as he walked out of the post station with Lu Li. When the dark red canopy appeared in Lu Li's sight, the person in charge of the post station immediately threw out a pale yellow talisman.
This talisman grows in the wind, and it is as big as a fishing boat in the blink of an eye.
It was also the first time Lu Li had seen this kind of magic weapon, and he touched the surface of the [Fu Zhou] with great interest, only to feel that the touch was not like paper or cloth, and it was much tougher than it looked.
Long Sanguan had already jumped onto the Fu Zhou, and he said to Lu Li: "This is the [Fu Zhou], when you become an inner door monk, you will have the opportunity to exchange for contribution points." ”
Lu Li nodded, and as soon as the black robe was unfurled, he jumped onto the [Fu Zhou].
Phew-
Lu Li had just gained a firm foothold on the [Fu Zhou], and the [Fu Zhou] rushed out abruptly under the control of Long Sanguan.
The black hair danced wildly in the wind, Lu Li stood with his arms around his chest, he felt the strong wind blowing in his face, and said to himself silently: "The speed of this [Fu Zhou] is many times faster than my wind control, but I don't know who is faster than the sword flying." ”
The scenery of the Nether is single and boring, and Lu Li looks around, there is a dark red desert everywhere, and not even a single plant has been seen.
Lu Li was also looking for Dugu Haotian and Gulian Chasing Wind, who were secretly following, but there was nothing else in the vast desert except for the red sand.
"If even I could see at a glance, those two guys were so bad at concealment. Lu Li muttered in his heart.
At this time, Long Sanguan's lips suddenly moved slightly, and he said in an extremely soft voice that only Lu Li could hear: "Someone is watching us, ready to fight at any time." ”
"Huh?" Lu Li couldn't resist the knee-jerk reaction of raising his eyebrows, he didn't notice that anyone was observing him at all.
Long Sanguan continued in a very small voice: "Control yourself, don't let the other party find out what is wrong. The line of sight comes from the canopy on your upper left. ”
Lu Li maintained his previous state and continued to look at the surrounding scene, the corner of his eye swept over the canopy in the upper left, but there was nothing but a dark red.
Long Sanguan didn't speak again after reminding him, and it wasn't until [Fu Zhou] flew out at its original speed for nearly a hundred miles that Long Sanguan said, "It's okay, it may be from the prying eyes of Tianyuan City, or it may be the surveillance of other forces." ”
Lu Li nodded, his expression was no longer as relaxed as before, and it wasn't until just now that he felt the strength of other forces in the Nether.
If there was no reminder from Long Sanguan, Lu Li alone might only be able to detect it at the moment when the other party suddenly attacked, and that kind of development would mean that Lu Li had lost the opportunity and was likely to fall.
Fu Zhou maintained a speed far beyond the wind and continued to move forward. On the horizon in the distance, a black dot appeared in Lu Li's eyes, and he looked intently and found that it was another post station.
"This is the post station of Tian Yuan City. Long Sanguan said flatly.
Lu Li was shocked when he heard this, and his first reaction was whether Long Sanguan was bought by Tian Yuan City, and he would send himself to invite credit.
"It's a provocation and a proclamation, and if they can't bear it and choose to do it directly to you in this area, that's the best scenario. Long Sanguan explained.
The speed of the "Fu Zhou" increased slightly, and Long Sanguan's reaction was quite normal, choosing to speed up and bypass Tian Yuan City, while the Tian Yuan City below was quiet until the "Fu Zhou" disappeared into the sky in the distance, and did not make any reaction.
"It's really cowardly, I've arrived at his door, and the people in Tianyuan City don't dare to come out. Lu Li sneered, "I really don't know where they got the courage to attack and kill you in the first place." ”
Long San said: "That can only mean that Tian Yuan City will choose a more covert method to attack you, after all, the Lightning Sword Saint is now in the Nether, Tian Yuan City will either give up this attack on you, if you want to make a move, it must be a thunderous blow." ”
The Fu Boat continued to fly until the Xingyue Lake, which was like a projection of the galaxy, appeared in Lu Li's sight, and the attack on Tian Yuan City still did not come.
Looking at the beautiful and unreal lake below, Lu Li couldn't take his eyes off it for a while, and he asked, "This is Xingyue Lake?
Long Sanguan lowered the height of the "Fu Zhou" while nodding to Lu Li, and said, "Yes, this is Xingyue Lake. ”
As he spoke, he pointed to a building under construction on the shore of the lake, and said, "Since the last attack and killing, the Sword Sect has intended to build a post station near Xingyue Lake, but the construction process has not been smooth, not to mention the opposition of other forces in the Nether Realm, even the water tribes in Xingyue Lake often leave the bottom of the lake to prevent us from building a post station. ”
As he spoke, the "Fu Zhou" had landed next to the post house that had yet to be built. Lu Li looked at it and saw aliens who were no more than three feet tall and had dark red skin, building this post station.
These aliens were dressed in rudimentary cloth shirts, and their dark red skin was covered with pimple-like bumps, which looked rather rough. They all have no hair in most parts of their bodies, and they also have two eyes and a mouth on their faces, but there are only two small holes in their noses, and there is no such thing as a bridge of the nose.
"These are the natives of the Nether, and only they will build the inns we live in to withstand the storms of the night. Long Sanguan explained.
When Lu Li and Long Sanguan left Fu Zhou and landed on the ground, the natives of the Nether Realm, who were either knocking and knocking, or carrying building materials, just glanced at this side with indifferent expressions, and then continued their work.
People like Lu Li, who are quite insensitive in their minds, also feel the rejection hidden in the eyes of those aborigines.
"These dwarfs don't seem to like us," he said. ”
Long San said: "To them, all the alien races that come to the Nether are invaders, demons who enslave them and not only oppress their labor. ”
"Brother Sanguan, I haven't seen you for a long time. A voice came from not far away.
Lu Li followed the prestige, only to see a dwarf with gray hair and a height like a child walking towards him.
The dwarf was dressed in a gray-and-white robe of the Sword Sect that had been clearly modified, with two delicate short swords crossed on his back, one on the left and one on the right.
As he walked, the dwarf kicked the natives in front of him to the ground.
"Walking slowly, when will you be able to fix the post station at your speed?" the dwarf reprimanded, and continued to walk towards Long Sanguan, leaving the aboriginal to stare at the scattered building materials.
Long Sanguan's face was expressionless, obviously not surprised.
He said to Lu Li: "His name is Pales Tightrope, he is the head of another post station, and he is also the inner monk of the Sword Sect. ”
At this time, the dwarven monk had already approached, and Long Sanguan nodded to him and said, "Tightrope, we haven't seen each other for more than a year, right?"
The dwarf named Parles Tightrope exchanged a few more words with Long Sanguan, then looked at Lu Li on the side and said, "He is the outer monk who was used as bait by the Lightning Sword Saint?"
Long Sanguan nodded, he saw Lu Li frowning slightly, and then said: "His name is Lu Li, and he is a 'force' martial artist with quite good strength. ”
Parles Steelrope laughed and said, "Brother Sanguan is still so subtle when he speaks, he is just an outer monk, how good can his strength be?"
Lu Lijian raised his eyebrows and said, "You can try it." ”
At the same time as he said this, Lu Li was ready to fight, and with his character, he didn't care about Tianyuan City.
If he can ignore the humiliation that happens in front of him, he will not be Lu Li.
Who knows, Paris Tightrope didn't pay attention to Lu Li at all, and didn't even cast a cold look.
Feeling the other party's disregard from the bottom of his heart, Lu Li was not a person who had to chase after him, he just sighed secretly in his heart: "A monk like Long Sanguan is a minority of the minority, and only the strong deserve respect." ”