Ying Yanshu sat up suddenly, took off the towel covering his eyes, his eyes were slightly red, but his eyes were very indifferent, and he couldn't see any emotion. Xiu immediately focused his attention on him, for fear that this cunning guy would not know when he would slip away. But her caution seemed to be a little redundant, and Ying Yanshu was unusually calm at this moment, moved her ankle, and then stood up and walked straight to the door. Xiu hurriedly followed.

The two of them walked one after the other until they reached a place close to the entrance of the alley. Ying Yanshu stopped suddenly, and Xiu also stopped.

Ying Yanshu turned around and looked at the cultivator: "When are you going to follow me?"

"Until you hand over that thing. Xiu did not shy away from it.

"Hmph. Ying Yanshu said disdainfully, "I'm just a thief, and I can't fight against you." That thing is the only thing that saves my life, and if you keep following it, won't it be like cutting my life in half?"

"Since Lord Blood Sword Slave has agreed, as long as you hand over the fragments, we will not hurt you even a point. ”

"With all due respect, I really can't imagine the charm behaving to be trustworthy to a thief. Ying Yanshu sneered on the surface, and was shocked in his heart, only then did he know that the thing was a fragment, "To be honest, your strength is above mine, why should I believe that you won't snatch it?"

Fragments?Weapons······ Could it be that the fragment was cast in the weapon? Ying Yanshu's brain was running rapidly, but he was silent on the surface.

"So, what do you want?" asked Xiu rhetorically.

"Simple, you leave, I will naturally send it to Chenyuguan after I find something. ”

Hearing this, Xiu was silent for a moment and suddenly made a move. The thin iron rope rolled out like a scorpion's tail, instantly wrapping around Ying Yanshu's neck. And Ying Yanshu stood in place, neither dodging nor resisting, and even his expression did not change.

"How can I trust you to keep the agreement?" Xiu's tone was a little angry.

Ying Yanshu smiled, but the poisonous resentment in his eyes was not concealed in the slightest, and even flicked the iron rope around his neck with his right hand: "Cooperate with snakes, and rats will naturally have to prepare more ways back." ”

"Do you think this is a collaboration?" Xiu sneered.

"Otherwise?" Ying Yanshu also sneered back, "You kill me." ”

Under the ghost mask, Xiu's face became more and more gloomy. The iron rope in his right hand pulled Ying Yanshu closer, and then his fingers relaxed slightly, followed by a kick in his chest. Ying Yanshu slammed into the wall behind him. Xiu took advantage of the momentum to get closer, kicked with his right leg, and the arch of his foot pressed against Ying Yanshu's Adam's apple. With a flip of his wrist, the iron rope suddenly tightened, and strangled his neck like a rope.

The finger bones roared, and the iron ropes rubbed against each other to make a terrible "Titica" sound, tightening little by little. Ying Yanshu's complexion quickly turned red, and her eyes bulged, but she still maintained a hideous smile.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, even if Xiu no longer strengthened it, as long as he maintained this strength for a maximum of five seconds, Ying Yanshu would be strangled to death. But Xiu was defeated in the end and had to relax his strength, and Ying Yanshu didn't have the slightest intention of struggling throughout the whole process.

She couldn't think of any way to threaten Ying Yanshu. This guy now decided that he didn't dare to kill him, and he didn't make any concessions at all. To deal with this kind of hob meat, they must not be allowed to grasp any handle. Otherwise, they will be like a vulture that smells death, pestering you until they peck you into a dead corpse without any flesh left, and they will be insatiable and bold.

It's a pity that the blood sword slave was too anxious just now, and suddenly showed the bottom line, otherwise he still has room for maneuver now. Xiu thought indignantly. She couldn't help but wonder if Xi would have the courage to oppose the Blood Sword Slave in person if Xi was still here.

"What's the matter?" Ying Yanshu rubbed his neck, coughed twice, and asked with a smile.

To his surprise, Xiu was silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly.

Ying Yanshu frowned - he compromised too quickly, which can only mean that the other party has a ghost in his heart.

Xiu's wrist twitched, and the thin iron rope wrapped back around his waist like a spirit snake, and with a slight touch of his toes, he floated backwards and disappeared without waiting for Ying Yanshu to speak. Ying Yanshu's eyes gradually darkened, and then left.

At this time, the sky was already bright, Ying Yanshu bought a horse in the morning market and walked out of the city through the south gate.

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The sunrise in the mountains comes a little later than in the cities. The early morning mist fills the bamboo forest, and water droplets condense on the limestone walls. A white snake emerged from the clammy grass and laboriously climbed up a jutting rock. It is white all over, and even glows with a warm blue light, like a jade ornament.

The white snake opened its long, narrow mouth, greedily catching the temperature in the air. Unlike ordinary snakes, its mouth opens in a very large arc, like a crocodile. Two rows of tiny fangs were densely packed, and the deadly fangs clung to the roof of the jaw. Its mouth was black, not pure black, but purple, with a hint of purple and a fishy stench of death.

The Jade-Faced Ghost, one of the most notorious poisonous snakes in the world, lives in only one kind of place. It is not a demon beast, but it has a certain demon beast bloodline. Once an ordinary person is bitten, his whole body will ulcerate and die within three breaths.

A meager rays of daylight pierced through the mist, warming its icy body. As ectotherms, snakes have a limited amount of time to move throughout the day. It's too cold at night and too hot at noon. After getting sunbathed in the morning, snakes forage for food in the morning, then find a shade to hide from the sun before noon, and bask again in the afternoon to store the heat they need for their activities after sunset. This kind of foraging efficiency is not high, but fortunately, ectothermic animals do not have a large demand for food.

"Knock", "knock", "knock", the sound of footsteps came from afar. The jade-faced ghost's body suddenly stiffened, and the front half of its body suddenly lifted up, and it was as tall as an adult man's shoulders. The snake's head headed in the direction where the footsteps came from, and the purple-black snake core nervously explored the air.

Familiar smells are drawn in the brain, and simple intellect makes it immediately aware of danger. After a moment of hesitation, the jade-faced ghost jerked forward, abandoning the warm rocks and dragging his still somewhat stiff body into the depths of the bamboo forest.

The footsteps gradually became clear, and a rickety figure leaned out of the forest. The visitor was on a cane made of vines, and his palms were withered. The hat was pressed very low, and the bamboo basket behind it contained four or five strange herbs.

The herb picker walked slowly, gracefully, like an old man walking in his backyard, and he did not see that he was now in the most dangerous poisonous mountain in Xiling.

Nestled deep in the mountains, the humble bamboo hut is enclosed by a low hedge with a small nursery where harmless birds nest among the nearby trees. The most dangerous place for them is also the safest place. Whether it was ordinary poisons or demon beasts that appeared from time to time, they didn't dare to get even half a step close to the bamboo fence, but fortunately, the old guy was not interested in them.

But today is different, and all the birds that are usually noisy are gone.

The herb picker who returned to the door of the house also noticed this, but did not care, walked straight into the hospital, and pushed the door open.

Inside the bamboo hut stood a tall guest, who also pressed his hat very low, revealing only the long reddish-orange hair that hung down to his waist, and his black robe was wrapped up below his shoulders.

The medicine picker stood at the door, slowly took off the hat, and said in a deep voice: "I guessed that there would be a big man, but I didn't expect it to be you." ”

Under the hat is an old man with a hooked nose, his face wrinkled like an old tree about to die, his cheekbones are prominent, his jaw is emaciated, and his eye sockets are deeply sunken, like an old vulture with a dead face. The white hair is messy, the eyebrows are like swords, and the golden pupils reflect the sharp light.

"Gu Yuan, I haven't seen you for many years. The black-robed man took off his hat, it was a middle-aged man, and five different colors were circulating in his pupils, "Even you have become like this, Gu Chen, he ······"

"It's been dead for hundreds of years, and I'm tired of your old concern. The old man known as Gu Yuan shook his head helplessly and smiled, "It's worthy of being a high-level half-demon, and I haven't seen my old age for three thousand years." ”

"Does it work?" the middle-aged man sneered.

"Uh······" Gu Yuan coughed twice in embarrassment, "You, how did you come here?"

"I sneaked out for a while, and only a few of my henchmen knew about it. ”

"It's an understatement, that's the elite of the millions of Terrans. ”

"Hmph, no matter how much waste there is, it's just a bunch of waste at best. If it weren't for the fact that he came to stay and protect my people, how could this group of humans who had begun to degrade since the reckless wilderness be able to trap this seat. Not to mention sneaking out, what if it's just breaking in?"

"Haha, this tone is crazy enough, worthy of the identity of the strongest. Gu Yuan laughed, touched his chin and asked slightly teasingly, "But I remember that there was a madman of the human race back then, but he forced himself into your territory to spread wild." Why didn't you leave him there?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man suddenly fell silent, and his serious look made Gu Yuan also put away his smile.

"I'm distracted······ He's so much like him. ”

"Like whom?"

"The Last Soldier······ Don't think about it, you don't know it, if you change it, your father may still have a little impression. ”

"Don't tell me it's those old perverts from three thousand years ago, how can humans live that long?"

"There are more people in this world who look like him, and I didn't say it was him. The middle-aged man shook his head, throwing all the messy thoughts out of his mind, "I have something to ask you for." ”

"It seems that my old man's hairs can't be saved. Gu Yuan smiled bitterly.

With that, the two of them turned their heads to look at the top of the bamboo house at the same time. There hung a huge eagle skull, the surface of the bone painted with an eerie black paint, its sharp beak as formidable as it had been in life, and its deep eye sockets seemed to be still watching everything in front of it, and its gaze wanted to pierce every offender who dared to look at it directly. The most bizarre thing is that it actually has a pinch of black feathers on the back of its head.

"There are strange birds in the wilderness, the name Yingwu, the black feather, the red feather, the sex is withdrawn, and the person can turn into a person. Legend has it that he is the envoy of the demon god and the secretary of the Yin and Yang Department. After the death of the shadow go, the bones of the body were immediately burned, and all foreign objects were burned and indestructible, and they were all destroyed after seven days and seven nights, and only his skull and black feather could survive. Sacrificing bones with blood can measure good fortune and evil. After the recklessness, the demon was defeated by others. The Shadow Tribe, because their bones can measure good fortune and evil, were massacrated by the Terrans. Today, very few survive. ”

- "Ancient Demon Chronicles" Volume 56 - Hades Shadow Go

"Gu Chen, Gu Chen. You haven't given me a good look since that incident, and I'm not bored. I didn't expect to meet again in this form. The middle-aged man looked at the pitch-black skull and was full of emotion for a while.

"Strange to say, the old man says he owes you his life, but when he mentions you, he is always angry. Gu Yuan asked suspiciously, "Three thousand years ago, what happened?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face sank and he stopped talking.

Gu Yuan sighed lightly, unloaded the back basket, walked under the head of the hanging demon beast, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it." You don't want to mention it, so I didn't ask. Help you break your life today, and pay off the old man's debt. ”

"Nope. The middle-aged man suddenly shouted, "It's not about me, it's about burning." ”

Gu Yuan's shoulders shook suddenly, turned his head, and looked at the middle-aged man in surprise. Of course, he knew Burning, and in fact, Kagego's life-breaking technique could only measure the fate of the people he knew. In the nearly 2,000 years since Gu Yuan's memory to the present, the father and son have hardly met each other, and every time they will cause Gu Chen to be furious. For the middle-aged man in front of him, Gu Chen may still mutter twice angrily on weekdays, but as for burning, he didn't bother to mention it at all.

Looking at the middle-aged man's determined expression, Gu Yuan knew that this was not a joke, so he immediately nodded and closed his eyes. His expression gradually became religious, and he raised his hands in the air, and then slammed them on his chest. A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Gu Yuan's mouth, as if pulled by some kind of gravity, and went straight to the head of the demon beast above. Blood splattered on the skull and "snorted", and the blood mist steamed. The black feathers on the back of the skull seemed to be moistened with blood, and quickly turned a bewitching crimson.

Gu Yuan fell into meditation. A piece of crimson feathers slowly floated down from the monster's skull, spinning, turning into a wisp of dust in the air and drifting away. At the same time, the second red feather began to fall.

"It's interesting, the fate of the burner has really changed recently. Suddenly, Gu Yuan opened his eyes and smiled. To be precise, open your right eye and smile. His face presents a strange line of differentiation, with the left half of his face still meditating, and the right half of his face vividly conversing with the middle-aged man.

When he heard the "big variable", the middle-aged man unconsciously clenched his fists, but his expression did not change.

"Is this the Shadow Clan's life-breaking technique? ”

"Actually, it can't be said that it belongs to our race. As long as Kagego's skull is obtained, even humans can use this secret art. Gu Yuan's right cheek smiled bitterly, "That's why the corpses of my clan are so popular with those humans." To tell you the truth, over the years, news has somehow spread to the rivers and lakes, saying that I have the corpse of Shadow Wu here, and many mercenaries have broken into here to beat my father's head. Fortunately, their skills are average, and I don't have to reveal my identity, which is enough to drive them away. ”

"Take them away?" the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, "You didn't kill them?"

"Don't keep saying that killing people is so easy, do you think everyone has your strength, if I don't reveal my demon body, my strength is only enough to defeat them. Gu Yuan's right cheek rolled his eyes, "I've lived for almost two thousand years, and for our Shadow Wu Clan, I'm almost dead." I don't want to make a big mess before I get into the ground. ”

The middle-aged man chuckled lightly, noncommittal.

Time passed, and the red feathers fell one by one. Gu Yuan's left forehead oozed some beads of sweat, the look on the right side of his face became more and more ugly, and he swallowed his saliva and said, "Things, there is some trouble." ”

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

"The life-breaking technique is taboo, and it is a person who follows the fate of yin and yang and peeks into the secrets of heaven and earth. Gu Yuan said uneasily, "It is impossible for an individual to exist independently in the world, everything about him will always be connected with other individuals in various ways, thus affecting the world." Existence is the process by which an individual's influence is perceived by other individuals it affects. The sum of the individuals that can be affected by the existence of an individual is the 'relationship' of the individual. The more affiliations an individual has, the more complex the number of fates becomes. Peeping into his fate will also consume more energy. ”

Also, it is impossible for an individual to have all the conditions evenly distributed in his lifeline. And when multiple relationships converge together at a certain time on the individual's lifeline, a 'fate knot' is formed. Fortune Breaker can only predict fate for a period of time in the future. The more complex the fate is involved, the more energy is consumed. ”

"Back then, a medicinal herb merchant from Yisang came to me to test my life. That man was a puppet demon of Liuze who had fled to Xiling after getting into big trouble. It was for such a person that two feathers were used. But now, the feathers on the back of the skull are almost gone, and there is still no end in sight. ”

"And what are you doing now?" the middle-aged man immediately asked.

Gu Yuan shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know anything unless the divination is over." ”

As he spoke, the few remaining feathers fell down at the same time, and the skull trembled violently. The middle-aged man's lips are closed. Gu Yuan's face turned pale, and he suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood. The pitch-black skull shattered in an instant.