Zhaoyue smiled softly and said, "The eighth cultivator is embarrassed to call himself the evil king?"

Among these nine apprentices, the cultivation of the eighth child is a little stronger than that of the little kite, but the little kite started late, only five years. It won't be long before the little kite overtakes him.

As soon as he heard that a little stupid old man could also be an evil king, Zhaoyue naturally laughed.

Ye Tianxin said: "It's not that the eighth is too weak, but that old thing...... Too strong. ”

The outside world's perception of the devil stays in the "great achievements" made by the old devil who dominates the world.

Only these apprentices know what it's like to be by the old devil's side.

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After the whole family was rescued.

They all knelt down to Lu Zhou to thank them.

Luzhou also successfully obtained more than 100 merit points from pious worship.

The little kite also recognized her mother Ci Chang and was excited for a while.

It's a pity that there was no time to greet him, so Lu Zhou asked the little kite to send the clansmen back safely.

They still have people to save.

The father of the little kite is still in the hands of that unknown powerful cultivator.

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After a short battle in Qingyang Mountain, Murong Hai had a new understanding of the little kite.

"Old man, I'm afraid that this granddaughter of yours is the youngest Venerable Eight Veins cultivator I have ever met. In less than three years, he will definitely step into the realm of the Divine Court. Murong Hai was sincerely amazed.

Lu Zhou didn't speak, and walked forward with his hands in his hands.

Little Kite played with her hair, pointed at Murong Hai and said, "Phew, I remember that you were scared to death just now." ”

"Forehead ......"

Murong Hai looked embarrassed.

"If it weren't for the use of keeping you, this girl kicked you to death believe it or not......"

“......”

Seriously, Murong Hai really can't grasp this moody little girl.

Saying nice things can provoke her.

It's better not to speak.

Ay.

Murong Hai couldn't help but speed up two steps and keep up with Lu Zhou. The old gentleman is still kind and much more comfortable.

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After walking for a while, Murong Hai couldn't help but say, "Old man, although the Ci family has been rescued, if someone kidnaps them at this time, won't all the previous efforts be wasted?"

didn't wait for Lu Zhou to answer.

The little kite said angrily: "Stupid! My grandfather has the royal forbidden army token. I gave them the token ......"

"......" Murong Hai almost choked to death by the little kite's words.

Lu Zhou said lightly: "It's okay." ”

After a pause, he said, "The goal of these cultivators should not be the ...... of the Compassion Family."

Murong Hai nodded and said, "That makes sense." If they ask for riches, they ask for money, and if they do not seek riches or kill people, they ask for something else. So why are they doing that?"

It was at this time that ......

The little kite pointed to the sky and said, "Messenger Bird!"

Call!

With lightning speed, the little kite caught the messenger bird.

The fourth senior brother replied. ”

This time, Lu Zhou didn't let her read, but beckoned.

Little Kite handed the letter to Lu Zhou.

After reading the letter, Lu Zhou frowned slightly.

"Grandpa, what did you say in the letter?"

"A few little things. ”

Lu Zhou waved his hand.

And the letter turned into powder and fluttered in the wind.

Murong Hai didn't dare to ask more, and stood aside silently.

Lu Zhou looked at the beautiful mountains and stroked his beard and said: "Feishu fourth, wait for the teacher to return." ”

"Oh. ”

Little Kite didn't know what the letter said, but seeing the master's calm and calm appearance, it shouldn't be an important thing.

Murong Hai guessed from the titles of these grandfathers and grandsons that it should be a certain sect.

The Great Yan World is vast, and it is normal to have one or two hermit masters.

"Old man, there is no mark on Master Ci's body, so it cannot be traced. Or...... Let's go back. Murong Hai made a suggestion.

Lu Zhou glanced at him, and instead asked:

"Murong Hai, do you recognize the royal token?"

Murong Hai replied: "Emperor Dayan's personal belongings can mobilize 100,000 forbidden troops. Eight commanders, divided into eight sides to protect the capital. It is said that there are four masters of the Yuan Shen Tribulation Realm, which are divided into the south, east, and northwest, and have become the strongest fortress in the capital. The eight commanders are directly under the Great Yan Emperor, and the one who can mobilize them, except for the emperor, is this token, and the identification method is very simple, that is, the exclusive dragon pattern on the token. ”

Lu Zhou nodded.

That's pretty much true.

Ji Tiandao heard about the special features of this token at the beginning, so he sneaked into the palace and stole the token.

Time has passed, and it is impossible for the royal family to have the ability to mobilize the forbidden army with the lost token. But the symbolism of this token remains.

"You recognize the token, but you dare to kidnap Wang Fugui?"

Murong Hai cried and said, "Blame me for not knowing Mount Tai with my eyes, and I didn't notice the dragon pattern for a while." ”

Lu Zhou did not continue to ask.

The little kite pointed to the front and said, "Grandpa, it should be the front." ”

"Hmm. ”

The trio walked around the lake.

I came to an open place surrounded by mountains.

There was no one around.

Lu Zhou carefully observed the surrounding environment, and said in a deep voice: "Come out." ”

There was silence all around.

There was only the sound of birds chirping in the mountains and jungles, and there was no response.

I don't know why, Murong Hai felt awkward, a chill ran down his spine, and a particularly bad premonition arose.

He took a step back.

Swish.

The birds of the jungle scattered and fled in unison.

A sinister laugh came out, echoing around the mountains and forests.

Boom.

Boom Guy –

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A black figure flew from the mountains.

There was a man under his armpit.

But it fell slowly like a feather.

Murong Hai stepped back again and said, "What a strong breath, Divine Court Realm? It's not good, it may be the demon of Jinting Mountain! Run-"

Murong Hai turned around and ran.

However, as soon as he ran far, he was stopped by an invisible gangqi.

"Want to run? ”

The hoarse voice of the black shadow was chilling.

"Old sir, help me—"

Lu Zhou stood with his hands in his hands and was unmoved.

Judging from the fluctuation of the breath, the person who came was stronger than the eight veins of the Brahma Sea, and it should be a strong person in the Divine Court Realm.

It's enough for him to use the Pinnacle Experience Card.

The black figure's cheeks were obscured by black hair, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"Being able to survive the catastrophe of Qingyang Mountain shows that you still have some strength. ”

"But alas...... It's not enough. ”

"Through the two orifices, quenching the body eightfold ......" The black figure passed through the hair, his gaze swept over Murong Hai and Lu Zhou, and finally landed on the little kite'er's body, "Fanhai Eight Veins, tsk...... It seems that this is a fair deal. ”

The little kite's eyes lit up, and she laughed: "This should be more durable." ”

The man laughed again.

The little kite just wanted to rush up. was stopped by Lu Zhou raising his hand.

If you can save, you will save.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said: "Put down the hostages, leave here, and I will spare you from death." ”

“......”

Murong Hai's heart trembled.

The old gentleman looked at the good face, how could he speak so inflated, isn't there a granddaughter with all the eight veins of Fanhai?

"Old thing, do you know who you're talking to?" the black shadow raised his hand and pointed at Lu Zhou.

"Since when did you start to learn a little bit of Daomen Sanyin style fur, and you dare to see no one in your eyes?" Lu Zhou's tone was still very flat.

The black shadow was slightly stunned, and his eyes moved away from the little kite.

Look at Lu Zhou.

His intuition told him that this old thing was not quenching the body eightfold, but using some kind of deliberate means to hide his aura.

can see through his master at a glance!

It's not easy!

"Who are you?"

"The method of reverse breathing, imagining the essence of heaven and earth, is gathered in the dantian through the labor palace with both hands. This kind of cultivation method is easy to practice, but the disadvantage is that the cold wind penetrates the bones, and at least ten days a month you live in the pain of life that is worse than death. ”

Lu Zhou paused and added, "You can live for up to three months!"