The sorcery cultivator calmed down his nervousness, and seemed to feel that the swordsman from the Great Yan in front of him was quite rational and could listen to the reason. As long as you know the pros and cons and explain the pros and cons, it's not that you don't have a chance, and there is no need to grovel.

"You can think of it as a threat. ”

He looked at Yu Shangrong, raised his palm, and faced Yu Shangrong with the pattern in his palm, "My name is Sean, and I am from the family of the king of Loulan. If you do something to me, my family will definitely investigate it thoroughly. Why bother yourself?"

Yu Shangrong nodded lightly and said, "I really don't like trouble. ”

"Besides, Loulan and Dayan have always been good friends. After the lotus cutting became popular, some unpleasant things did happen between the two parties, but this did not affect the relationship between them...... It is said that the Great Yan was in civil strife, the Netherworld Sect was rampant, and the gods fell. I deeply regret this. Wizard Sean said.

"It's a pity...... They're dead. Yu Shangrong glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground.

Sean shook his head and said:

"I'll explain to the above...... Of course, it depends on your attitude. ”

Yu Shangrong nodded again and stepped forward.

The moonlight fell on the side of his face, adding a touch of coldness.

"My attitude, from the beginning, has not changed......"

Keep moving forward.

"Very well, I appreciate you most for being a person who knows the times...... There is a period of regret. Sean turned, his face heavily clouded as he turned.

At the same time, there was the sound of Jian Gang gathering in his ears-

Whoa, whoa.

Well?

Sean turned around again, glared angrily, and scolded, "You...... Sneak attack?!"

The sword gangs in the sky were combined into one, lined up in a long dragon, and shot towards Sean.

Sean drank violently, slapped his palms, and a purple shield appeared all over his body, wrapping himself in a circle, like a hula hoop.

Yu Shangrong didn't look at it, and turned around indifferently...... Jian Gang was like lightning, and bang—

Through his chest.

The immortal sword circled around and flew back into the scabbard on Yu Shangrong's back, and one person and one sword stepped into the air and sank into the jungle.

A set of actions is smooth, not muddy at all, understated and unhurried.

Sean's eyes widened as he looked at the quiet jungle, the starry sky, the moonlight, and the mire...... and the scattered corpses of companions.

Life is ticking, and there is even a feeling of being withdrawn......

Then, before he had time to feel the pain caused by Jian Gang, he fell headlong.

Yu Shangrong lay on the trunk of the tree, thinking about the next response.

These sorcery practitioners have just appeared in the place where the bones are buried, and they obviously have a mission on their hands...... Now that they are all the souls of his sword, they will not return to their lives. It is bound to attract the attention of Loulan people. The Loulan people will also send people to look for ...... It shouldn't be difficult to find here.

So...... What's next?

What Yu Shangrong hates most is trouble...... He opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the pool, and sighed, "If it had been in the past, how could there be this trouble." ”

With that, he closed his eyes again and went to sleep.

......

After a series of merit reminders appeared, Lu Zhou thought that Liangzhou had fought a war.

But after thinking about it, if the Rouli people really made a move, how could they just make such a prompt? The merit points are not high, but the number of people is also quite large.

Luzhou made people fly to Liangzhou, and soon, Si Wuya, who was far away in Liangzhou, returned to Feishu and said that everything in Liangzhou was calm, and with him in charge, there would be no trouble.

"It seems that these people were killed by Yu Shangrong......"

Thinking about it, Lu Zhou decided to let Lao Bafei Shuji Wuyi and let his Loulan eyeliner assist him.

Loulan, you have to go sooner or later, according to Liu Ge, Ji Tiandao's memory crystal should be related to the Loulan royal family.

In the afternoon, Duanmu Sheng hurriedly entered the Taizheng Palace: "Master, please command." ”

Lu Zhou glanced at Duanmusheng and said suspiciously: "The eighth is not here?"

Duanmusheng replied: "The eighth child has been working very hard these days, hiding in the house all day long to practice Tuna, if there is anything, do it in vain!"

Lu Zhou nodded and said, "It's okay...... Feishu Si Wuyi, let him find a way to help Yu Shangrong. ”

"I obeyed. ”

Duanmusheng turned to leave.

Meanwhile.

Imperial Palace View and Palace, in a certain room.

"Oh, you're lighter!" Zhu Honggong lay on the bed, screaming again and again.

"Son, did Old Devil Ji beat you again! Look, you should come with me. What are you doing staying, suffer the crime!" Zhu Tianyuan on the side, since he entered the palace, has followed Zhu Honggong every day, like a fart.

"Don't insult my master...... This is the third senior brother beating. ”

"Then I have to find him to theorize! I have no problem with your master beating you...... Why is my senior brother so domineering and beating people indiscriminately?"

At this time, there was a squeak, and Duanmusheng pushed the door in.

Holding the Overlord gun in his left hand and the bone-setting medicine in his right hand, he said, "Old Eight, this is the medicine for you." ”

Zhu Tianyuan turned his head to look, this person was burly, muscular, and his every move was full of penetrating power.

"Who are you?" said Zhu Tianyuan in confusion.

"Duanmu Sheng...... Zhu Honggong's third senior brother. Duanmusheng said.

Zhu Tianyuan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "It turns out that Your Excellency is the third Mr. of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, the dog is stubborn, and you are a senior brother who has a lot to bear." If he makes another mistake in the future, he will beat him hard! Don't be polite to me!"

Zhu Honggong: "???"

Duanmusheng had heard about Zhu Honggong, so he arched his hand and said, "Uncle, this is all a trivial matter, how can I worry about my junior brother." ”

"Zhuhong has a wise and open-minded senior brother like you, which is really a blessing he has cultivated for eight lifetimes. ”

"It's easy to say...... Bone-setting medicine three times a day will heal within three days. I still have something to do, so I take my leave. “

"Mr. Three, go slowly. ”

Zhu Honggong: "???"

......

Seven days later in the morning.

Yu Shangrong, as always, flew out of the jungle and skimmed over the quagmire.

Observe the changes in the blisters and perceive the situation under the mud......

Compared to seven days ago, the breath of life can be clearly felt...... This means that Yu Zhenghai is one step closer to resurrection.

After observing, he pulled out the immortal sword and practiced swordsmanship for a while.

When he saw Jiliangma foraging for food in the nearby mountains, he smiled.

At this very moment...... He saw three purple-robed cultivators, flying towards Ji Liangma.

Jiliangma was extremely alert, and when he noticed someone approaching, he immediately flew back...... hid in the jungle behind Yu Shangrong.

The three purple-robed cultivators also flew over.

Seeing Yu Shangrong hanging in the air, the three of them saluted.

"If there really is someone...... Friend, have you ever seen a companion dressed similarly to me?" asked the purple-robed cultivator standing at the front.

Yu Shangrong also pointed to the corpses near the quagmire, the weeds and the groves below, and said, "It's them?"

The three purple-robed cultivators looked down......

This is not to be seen, it is not tight, and when I look at it, there are corpses all over the ground...... I couldn't help but be startled and swooped down.

The three of them were flying back and forth, using witchcraft, and all the corpses were gathered, and after counting, fifty people were just right, and their faces were full of incredulity.

The purple-robed cultivator at the head asked:

"Friend, have you seen the murderer?"

Yu Shangrong smiled: "It turns out that they are your companions, and I regret their deaths...... As for the murderer, he should have gone to the royal city. ”

"Thank you, friend!"

The purple-robed cultivator raised his big hand, and a purple grid-like witchcraft net wrapped the corpse, flew up, and said, "Go back as soon as possible to restore your life." ”

"Yes!"

The three cultivators, carrying the corpses, flew away from the place where the bones were buried.

Yu Shangrong glanced at the direction of the quagmire, shook his head and said, "If it weren't for you...... How would I use such a clumsy and stupid means as lying? ”

But after that...... He smiled again and said:

"In life, you have to do a few stupid things. ”

With that, fly into the jungle.

Night falls.

In the middle of the quagmire, the blisters in the clear water area are getting bigger and bigger...... The sound is getting louder.

In the middle of the night, it's even a little noisy.

Yu Shangrong flew out of the jungle, approached the quagmire and checked it, and said, "The dead are dead, and the temper is not small." ”

He flew back into the woods again.

Luckily, for the next five days, no one came close to the quagmire, and some went well.

"Twenty-two days to go. ”

Every day that passed, Yu Shangrong would use the Immortal Sword to leave a mark on the trunk of the tree.

Grunt!

Grunt!

The sound of water bubbles in the mud is much more than before.

Yu Shangrong looked through the leaves and looked against the sky...... One glance at the quagmire, the water in the middle seemed to be boiling.

With such a big movement, if someone comes, it will be troublesome.

Yu Shangrong spent ten days peacefully in the sound of water bubbles.

Blister sound...... Gone.