Chapter 131: Master and Apprentice of Yin Cao

The setting sun was like blood, staining Mount Nabel red. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Nabel River at the foot of Nabel Mountain, flowing with golden water.

Tobal stopped by the Nabel River, and he turned back to the warriors behind him and said, "Brothers, we have been ordered to assassinate and go to the Nabel Taoist Temple to find the people of Tiertahan, but I have found that among the people we are going to assassinate is the Holy Spirit Envoy, which makes me in a dilemma. ”

His expression was extremely solemn: "I originally planned to go to the Chiha tribe and ask my senior brother Wan Yantong for clarification, but once we leave, the target of our assassination will disappear." ”

He looked around at the warriors: "Brothers, you have all followed me for many years, and you know that I am a rough man, and I don't pay much attention at critical times, I want to ask you, what should we do?"

A warrior named Aguhan said, "Big brother, we are acting according to orders, and as long as we do what the archmage says, we will not make mistakes. Perhaps the Holy Spirit Envoy did deserve to be killed, otherwise, the Archmage would not have given the order to assassinate. ”

Another warrior named Muhamburu echoed: "Aguhan is right, although the archmage did not name the Holy Spirit envoy in the assassination order, but he explained in the assassination order that he ordered us to assassinate all the immortal demon clansmen who went to the Nabel Taoist Temple to find Tiertahan. ”

Tobal looked at the others again, and he wondered what all the samurai who had participated in this mission had any opinion on whether the Holy Spirit Envoy should be killed or released.

Tobal already had his own idea in his heart, he was not a rough man as he said, he was a warrior of the Immortal Demon Clan, and the belief of loyalty to the Immortal Demon Clan flowed in his blood. He asked the warriors to make the decision to kill or release the Holy Spirit Envoy, and he had his own plans.

Chunzhu and Fei'er, who stayed in the Taoist temple on Nabel Mountain, did not know that Tobal and his brothers were deciding the life and death of themselves and Chunzhu at the bottom of the mountain, but Fei'er clearly knew that Nabel Mountain was full of crises and their lives were in danger at any time, but Chunzhu's situation at this time did not allow them to leave here immediately.

The toxicity in Chunzhu's body This attack was very different from the previous ones, and Fei'er's ice lotus was poisoned and dispersed, and it was impossible to suppress the toxic attack. She could only put Chunzhu flat on the ground, seal several acupoints of Chunzhu, and protect Chunzhu's heart.

Chunzhu expected that this time it would be more auspicious, so he forcibly endured the heart-rending pain, and reluctantly smiled and said: "Fei'er, you are the princess of the Immortal Demon Clan, I am an Oriental Immortal Cultivator, we are not all the way, you don't need to accompany me here to wait for death, you can go." ”

Fei'er smiled bitterly: "Chunzhu, three years ago, you were able to save me without knowing me." Now, you are my suitor, although we are not husband and wife, but we are still married, you think, we are all like this, will I abandon you?"

Chunzhu's heart was like breaking a five-flavor bottle, and all kinds of flavors came to his heart. How much he wanted to tell Fei'er that he was Fei'er's brother-in-law in his previous life, a confidant who shared happiness and hardship.

But Chunzhu knew that he couldn't tell Fei'er the secret now. He wasn't afraid that Fei'er wouldn't want to believe it, he was afraid that Fei'er wouldn't leave here because of this matter.

He twisted his head to the side and said solemnly, "I'm an Oriental Immortal Cultivator, I won't believe your nonsense, and I don't need your mercy. ”

"Really?" Tobal walked into the gate of the Taoist temple with a dozen warriors, "You don't need the mercy of the Holy Spirit Envoy, so what do you need?"

Tobal smiled strangely: "You tricked the Holy Spirit Envoy here, induced her to betray the Immortal Demon Clan, and made her bear the shame that she can't wash away with her life, and pay the price of her life." I've now received an order from the Black Slayer Archmage to kill her, are you satisfied?"

Chunzhu gently pushed Fei'er away, slowly got up and said: "Okay, if you kill the Holy Spirit Envoy, the Immortal Demon Clan will have internal strife, and the Immortal Demon Clan will have no time to peep into the Eastern Continent, this is exactly my intention, you do it, kill it." ”

"Good boy, when you are dying, you still want to talk about lotus flowers and filthy people, I will fulfill you today, and then kill the Holy Spirit Envoy. Tobal drew his sword, his face murderous.

"Wait. Phil stood up, pointed at Tobal, and said, "Tobal, this matter has nothing to do with him, let him go, and I will follow you to my father Khan, and he will take care of everything." ”

Sticky Hanburu smiled gloomily: "There is no need for this, the order we received is that there is no mercy for killing." ”

Fei'er scolded angrily: "Sticky Hambi, do you want to rebel?"

Aguhan laughed, "We obey the edict of the Black Demon Archmage, so what if we do the opposite?"

Tobal held a steel knife in his hand and shouted with a cold face: "Aguhan, Sticky Hanburu, kill this Eastern Demon and this traitor who rebelled against the Immortal Demon Clan. ”

Fei'er held the hunting fork and shouted, "Who dare?"

"Hands-on. Tobal sneered and roared.

After the sound of the blade crashing, a stream of hot blood sprayed Chunzhu's face, and then his head was slammed by Fei'er's hunting fork, and a wave of dizziness hit, and he suddenly lost consciousness.

Ten days later, in a gloomy cave, Chunzhu opened his eyes. On the wall of the cave, there is an oil lamp like a bean, and the dim light shines on the icicles hanging from the ceiling of the cave, shining.

It was unusually cold in the cave, and Chunzhu wanted to hold his arms in front of his chest to keep himself warm, but he found that he had lost the ability to move, and he didn't have the strength to open his mouth and say a word.

He didn't know if he was dead, he didn't know where it was, he just felt a biting chill coming through his body. Blended with the burning heat in his belly like a blazing fire.

He was tormented by the alternation of fire and ice, and he was also thinking hard: Who am I, how did I come here, is this the underworld, how did I die?

I don't know how long it took for Chunzhu to hear a sound of footsteps, and the light in the cave also increased, and a woman's face suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Master, he's awake. "This Dao Gu is about thirty years old, although she is not a peerless beauty, but she also has a bit of beauty.

An old face appeared in front of Chunzhu again: "Wake up, wake up, hum, look at this, even if his body recovers in the future, he will become a fool." ”

The middle-aged Dao Gu lightly: "Oh." After a while, the two of them didn't speak again, Chunzhu just thought that they should be doing something on his body, but he didn't feel it at all. I wanted to ask him if he couldn't make a sound, so he was very depressed.

The two of them were busy for a while, and left without saying a word, leaving Chunzhu in the cave and enduring the painful loneliness alone.

I don't know how long it took, but the two Dao aunts came again.

"How are you feeling now?" the middle-aged Dao Gu brought her face closer to Chunzhu's face.

Old Dao Gu sneered: "Hmph, if he can speak now, wouldn't I become a Da Luo Immortal?"

The middle-aged Dao Gu just let out a soft "oh" again. The two Dao aunts were busy on Chunzhu's body again.

"His head and heart have grown together with this body, there is nothing wrong with him, Master?" asked the middle-aged Dao Gu.

The old Taoist aunt said: "In my hands, as long as it is what I want to do, when has there ever been a problem?"

"Master, can his hands and arms be changed today?" asked the middle-aged Dao Gu again.

The old Taoist aunt said: "Tomorrow, let's see tomorrow." ”

The two of them were busy for a while before leaving.

Chunzhu can be sure that he is dead, and now he is in the Netherworld, and the reasons he can be sure of are: first, he has no ability to move now, so he can only lie quietly.

Second, these two Dao Gu may be ghosts from the Netherworld, and they are experimenting with his body. He now felt cold and bitter on the outside, but his internal organs were burning like a fire, which is the best proof of this.

Third, after death, people will pass through the Nai He Bridge, as long as they drink Meng Po's ecstasy soup on the Nai He Bridge, they will forget the past. I don't even know who I am now, what is it if I am not dead?

Haruko wants to figure out who he is, how did he die, and why did he die?

But he thought of another question, after the death of the legendary person, there will be a judge Yama to interrogate, why is there no Yama to interrogate himself? Isn't the legendary Yama Hall different from the real one?

At the same time, he wondered why he could only remember these ghost things, and forget who he was?

He racked his brains and thought hard, who was he, what had he done in his life, and when he thought about it, he suddenly heard a crackling sound in his head, and a lightning bolt flashed through his mind, and then he had a splitting headache and was in great pain.

The pain made Chunzhu give up and reminisce about the past. Something strange happened, he stopped thinking about what he had done before, and his head immediately stopped aching. Chunzhu felt too incredible, this abnormal phenomenon made him feel an inexplicable fear.

He had to give up thinking about who he was, so he had to lie quietly and resign himself to his fate. "Do I still have a life?" a thought rushed into Chunzhu's mind again.

When the old Dao Gu and the middle-aged Dao Gu came again, Chunzhu closed his eyes. He didn't want to and didn't dare to look at these two, one looking fierce, the other still charming.

Because he didn't know what they were going to do to him, he had no power to resist, and he had to be slaughtered. He understands the truth that people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat.

"Are you asleep? Still afraid to look at us. The middle-aged Dao Gu asked with a smile.

"Master, don't you say that as long as he wakes up, he won't sleep unless he 、、、、、、" The middle-aged Dao Gu looked at the elderly Dao Gu.

The old Dao Gu said angrily: "Shut up, unless you dare to talk nonsense, I will punish you to Yin Fengling and feed the wind demons." ”

The middle-aged Dao Gu said fearfully, "The disciple doesn't dare. ”

The old Taoist snorted: "If you don't dare, go, bring the saw, I'll see off his arm." ”

The middle-aged Dao Gu left in response, and then a hissing tug of war sounded.

Chunzhu sighed secretly and thought to himself, "It's over, how are they going to torture me?