The little dragon girl looked at the corpse in the rain, she raised her head, and the rain slid down her pretty cheeks.

"Ziyu, you must be fine......" her lips opened.

In the attic, Lu Ziyu's body was already densely covered with wounds, he stared at Bao Xingbang in front of him, and Bao Xingbang was also uncomfortable, one of his arms had been neatly cut off: "I didn't expect that in less than a year, you have made so much progress." ”

"Thanks to you, if it weren't for your betrayal, how could it have provoked me to practice hard." Lu Ziyu said with a smile.

"But even so, you can't beat me, is my decades of cultivation in vain? You, it's really a heifer riding a rocket, and the cow pen is soaring to the sky! Bao Xingbang said, holding the long sword in one hand, and had already killed Lu Ziyu.

Lu Ziyu smiled: "You forgot one thing." ”

"What?"

"My scythe." Lu Ziyu said, he held the handle of the flying sickle in his hand, and pulled the pair of flying sickles back violently, and then with a pop, the flying sickle directly hooked Bao Xingbang's waist and the back of his neck.

Bao Xingbang's face was gloomy, and his heart was not good, he died at this time, if he didn't go to the cultivation cabin for treatment in time, not only would his arm not be able to recover, but even his own life would be difficult to protect.

He rolled his eyes and immediately said: "Ziyu, first to this day, I have to tell you that the four of us have actually been undercover all along, and the dragon slayer asked us to go undercover inside the enemy, so we ......"

Before the words were finished, Lu Ziyu had already pulled the flying sickle back, and Bao Xingbang was divided into several parts of his body like that.

Lu Ziyu slid down the wall and fell to the ground, he took out a bottle of gold sore medicine, sprinkled the gold sore medicine on his wound, and the wound began to heal slowly.

When the wound healed, Lu Ziyu only felt that the wound was itching and unbearable, he took out the Eye Demon Sword, looking at the Eye Demon Sword, but his heart was complicated.

Compared with the sickle, Lu Ziyu is better at using swords, and the thunder swordsmanship is as fast as lightning.

Although the scythe has a larger killing range than the sword, its attack power and destructive power have dropped by several notches.

"It's almost time to rest." Lu Ziyu held his knees and slowly stood up, he moved his hands, and found that he had basically relieved his breath, and immediately moved the oil barrel out, fortunately, the oil barrel was not afraid of water stains, so at this time Lu Ziyu did not entangle, but lined up all the oil barrels, and the other party was around the room.

He glanced at Bao Xingbang, who was dead on the ground, and his eyes fell on Bao Xingbang's ring, and after thinking twice, he still picked up Bao Xingbang's ring.

At this time, the soul binding on it has been erased, and this is the case with any magic weapon, the magic weapon can recognize the owner, but after its owner dies, the magic weapon will immediately become an ownerless thing.

The same is true of this ring, so now the ring is also ownerless.

Thinking of this, Lu Ziyu opened the ring and took a look, and found that there was a large number of spirit grasses and spirit pills in it, and the number was so large that he was dumbfounded.

"By the way, it seems that Elder Bao Xingbang was extremely keen on the art of alchemy before, so many medicinal herbs, many of them are priceless rare herbs, but they are cheap for me." Lu Ziyu smiled and took all the pills into his pocket.

Lu Ziyu turned on a timer and placed the timer on top of one of the oil drums, and between the oil drums and the oil drums, there were ropes stained with fire oil one after another, once one of the oil drums caught fire, the other oil drums would also burn in an instant.

Such a structure, Lu Ziyu was still developed with the help of Feng Wenxuan's teachings.

When everything was ready, Lu Ziyu opened the door, but at this time, Pu Zhenhua was already standing at the door.

Pu Zhenhua is still the same here, with short hair, and under the short hair is a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle's falcon, in addition to the eyes, there are also shallow and restrained lips, and an eagle hooked nose.

Pu Zhenhua looked at Lu Ziyu, and Lu Ziyu also looked at him, and both of them seemed to see each other's eyes in an instant.

Seeing Lu Ziyu clenching the double sickle, Pu Zhenhua said: "If I were you, I would choose to lay down my weapon, because I didn't bring a weapon either." ”

As he spoke, Pu Zhenhua took out a chip with a fingernail from the back of his head, and he crushed the chip.

Lu Ziyu was stunned.

Pu Zhenhua said: "Among the four people, my injuries were the lightest, and I was implanted with a chip to change my memory in a fully awake state, but they ignored that my heart is in a different place from ordinary people, so the spinal cord is also mirror-inverted, and they did not find the right spinal cord, so naturally they could not change my memory." ”

"Are you really Elder Pu?" Lu Ziyu said happily.

"Or else? I don't have any weapons with me right now, do you think their cyborgs would have a calculation like mine? Pu Zhenhua said, he glanced at Lu Ziyu, put his hands behind his back, came to the corridor, and looked at the pouring rain outside, "I have been camouflaging, disguising for half a year, and when they all relaxed their vigilance against me, I started to carry out my mission." ”

As he spoke, Pu Zhenhua handed a small square the size of a fingernail to Lu Ziyu.

Lu Ziyu held the small square, and he was puzzled: "Elder Pu, this is ......"

"The design drawings of the enemy, the design of the Star Destroyer, the War Mothership, and the design of various war weapons, I think your master must want these materials very much."

"But you ......," Lu Ziyu looked at him.

Pu Zhenhua took a deep breath, his eyes were deep and helpless: "The four of us have actually died once, and now we are still alive because we still have a burden that we can't let go...... Naturally, I also want to help my compatriots avoid this calamity, and my compatriots are you, everyone who survived your Extreme Dao Immortal Sect! ”

Pu Zhenhua's words made Lu Ziyu feel a heavy pressure, he felt trusted, but at the same time he had another unspeakable feeling, he sighed, and didn't know what words to explain for a while.

"I'll deal with Chuan Jianguo, you go directly to the Queen of Thorns, she is the commander here!"

"Good!" Lu Ziyu gritted his teeth and said, in the face of righteousness, any hesitation is an unnecessary act.

Pu Zhenhua seemed to think of something again, and he said, "Boy, give me the ring full of fire oil." ”

Lu Ziyu hesitated, but after seeing Pu Zhenhua's determined eyes, he still resolutely gave him the ring.