Under the careful leadership of Wang Dagui, Zhao Shenbi came to the hall in the center of the mansion, a simple and simple, even a little shabby stone room.

After Wang Dagui waited for Zhao Shenbi to sit down slowly, he stood beside Zhao Shenbi tremblingly, and just wanted to light the oil lamp on the table, but he saw Zhao Shenbi's fingers flick, and a thunderball instantly condensed out, rising to the top of the stone room, illuminating the whole room as bright as day.

Wang Dagui's heart was shocked, and he admired Zhao Shenbi's immortal Taoism so much that he didn't even dare to come out, and his eyes looking at Zhao Shenbi were full of fanatical reverence from the heart.

After Zhao Shenbi's eyes motioned for him to sit down together, he asked unhurriedly: "Tell me, what is the specific situation?"

Wang Dagui took a deep breath and carefully prepared his words before he spoke unhurriedly, "Back to my lord, there are still more than 300 brothers on the mountain, and more than 120 of them are dissatisfied with the demon who is so cruel to human life, and they are not willing to help the abuse. ”

According to observation, after the puppet village owner he supported has not returned, the demon does not seem to care, and what is even more unusual is that he does not suck a large amount of human blood anymore, but becomes mysterious and secretive, often alone in the belly of the mountain, and does not let anyone enter. ”

"But once someone hit by mistake, but when the demon was unprepared, he saw a huge cave dug out by Naqi in the depths of the mountain, and inside the cave, there were some transparent ores like glass, which were huge in number, dense, and exuded a strange aura, which made people feel relaxed and happy when they smelled it, and even their spirit and spirit were much better. ”

Zhao Shenbi was originally careless, still reminiscing about the incident with Zhao Ningxiang, but when he heard this, his heart jumped suddenly, and he quickly took out a crystal clear lower grade spirit stone from his sleeve, and asked solemnly: "But this kind of ore?"

Wang Dagui was immediately startled when he saw Zhao Shenbi's face so solemn, but then his face was embarrassed, "The specific situation, the little one has only heard about it, and I haven't really seen it." However, according to the messenger, the demon seemed to regard these ores as treasures, and was ready to send some of his loyal men into the cave to mine the ores. ”

Zhao Shenbi's eyes surged with excitement, if he didn't guess wrong, then under Jiuniu Mountain, I am afraid that there is a huge spiritual stone vein!

And the old man of blood cultivation, whose cultivation must not be much higher, must have accidentally discovered the entrance to this vein, so he took this opportunity to replace the extremely costly cultivation of sucking human blood, and put all his mind on it.

Zhao Shenbi's inner altar master, under the condolences of the heroes of the rivers and lakes, before slowly closing his eyes, he would still recall what the young immortal master said in that snowy night.

And the great country it has established, the country and the people are safe, long-lasting, singing and dancing, everyone is safe, there is no more freezing and starvation, there is no one who dies, everyone does not leave the road behind, and the night does not close the door.

But at this moment, Wang Dagui just turned around in silence, carried the spear on his back, and stepped into the darkness.

Zhao Shenbi remained motionless, and after seeing him go away, a look of relief appeared on his face.

The majestic soul power poured out like a tide, instantly covering a radius of ten miles, locking on the ugly blood-cultivating old man who was short, red-eyed, and skinny.

There was a murderous flash in his eyes, like a ghost, and he also melted into the darkness.

When the moon is dark and the wind is high, when people are killed and punished.

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