Chapter 102: Old Flamephil Beast (Part II)
Xiao Cong looked at the flame-loving beast and said neither humbly nor arrogantly:
"Indeed, I am not qualified to speak to you in such a way, but I want to tell you that my master is in such a qualified position, and that he has asked me to convey these words to you. β
"Hmph, your master, where is he, why don't you come to see me in person!" was evident in the flame-loving beast's tone.
"Seniors, please stop being angry, the master can't see you for some reason, but don't worry, the juniors' words today are all shown by the master, and they will never snub their predecessors if they succeed in the future. β
The flame-loving beast snorted coldly, don't look over.
Rao is Xiao Cong has a good temper, but there is also a certain limit, this beast has such an attitude, how can he be worthy of his bitter words!
"Seniors, juniors are easy to talk about, but they just want to calmly ask you for a cup of flame-loving beast blood, besides, they don't want you for nothing! If you don't agree, don't blame the juniors for being rude. Xiao Cong said coldly.
"What do you want?" the flame-loving beast put on that sabre-rattling posture again, as if it was ready to strike at any moment and put Xiao Cong to death.
Xiao Cong sneered a few times, how could he not know that this red-haired beast was already suffering from a serious injury at this time, and such a momentum was just a strong introspection.
"Senior, I said you better save your energy, you are now suffering a lot of vitality, don't accidentally put your old life into it, it's not worth it. β
"Alas, you said that my master, a strong man with soul soldiers, would he still deceive you an old man, and you think of my master too cheaply. β
"Besides, I just used a single blow to disperse your Body Protection Flame, and it's clear that you're no match for me at all, so let's try two tricks. β
The flame-loving beast completely lost his temper when he heard this, and he slowly squatted down, with a humanized expression on his face, listless.
Xiao Cong knew that the red-haired beast's psychological defenses had almost been broken, and now, he was ready to deliver the final blow.
He took a few steps closer and said in a subtle manner:
"Senior, when my master comes to you in person, it won't be easy. β
The flame-loving beast raised its head suddenly, glaring angrily, Xiao Cong smiled and groaned, but did not react to this, after half a sound, the flame-loving beast bowed its head gloomily, sighed, and said:
"How do you know this box is extraordinary?"
"It was my master who said that,"
Xiao Cong then picked up the blindness, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he pretended to be like that,
"He said that it was a box made of perched wood, even if it was not made of pure perched wood, it must be mixed with some powder of perched wood!"
The Flamephil Beast sighed again and said:
"It seems that your master is really a man of the world,"
Then, he moved his body, changed to a more comfortable position, lay down, rested his chin between his two thick forearms, and laughed at himself:
"But my blood may no longer be of much use to you, I am poisoned in my body, have you heard of the punishment of the day? β
He suddenly raised his head again and said:
"Can you tell me what this place is. The tone was calm, and there was not the slightest ripple to be heard.
Xiao Cong's face was stunned, and he said slowly:
"This is an enchantment that my master conjured. β
After this shock, Xiao Cong didn't even say anything, and even he admired himself a little at this time.
"Oh," the Flamephil nodded slightly, indicating that he knew it, and then, slowly, resting his chin on both forelimbs again, said casually:
"Go and ask your master if he can show mercy and let me go, for I am useless to you anyway, and of course I don't care if he wants to kill me. β
Mourning is greater than heart death, Xiao Cong is a little sympathetic to the red-haired beast in front of him at this time, he is heavy and punishable, and he can fight hard with himself, it is enough to see that he must have been a strong man before he was poisoned, you know, it is not easy for the flame-loving beast clan to practice, and it is rare to be able to achieve such a cultivation as him, but now, this former generation of strong people is already like ashes, and he actually begged himself to spare his life, Xiao Cong felt that he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness at the end of the hero in his heart, and he wanted to help him.
"Seniors don't be anxious, wait for the younger generation to ask the master, to see if he has any way, the seniors rest assured, my master has always been compassionate, accumulate virtue and do good deeds, he has a wide range of knowledge, and the Japanese punishment and healing method has heard of it is not necessarily, please wait for a while, and the younger generation will come. β
The flame-loving beast nodded, but did not make a sound, maybe it is not so important to him whether the doctor is well or not, there is little hope, the world is hot and cold, instead of making useless expectations, it is better to relax and let yourself be quiet for a while.
Xiao Cong took a few steps back, turned around, and disappeared.
Returning to the outside of the phantom array, Xiao Cong sat back on the light stone beam he had sat on before, rubbing his forehead with his right hand, meditating, racking his brains, but he found that time passed slightly, but he had no clue.
After about half a pillar of incense, Xiao Cong suddenly slapped his head, and his body jumped up, it seemed that he had suddenly opened up, and finally realized, he paced while muttering to himself:
"I'm confused, I'm confused! Why do I have to ask for his blood, as long as it's from the Flamephilic Beast Clan, I can't use anything but him!
Xiao Cong returned to the phantom array.
"Senior, I don't know if you've ever heard of the Xiao family?"
The flame-loving beast that was lying there pretending to sleep opened its eyes and was surprised:
"You're talking about the Xiao family, who specializes in formations?"
Xiao Cong nodded and said:
"Exactly!"
"What are you telling me about this? The flame-loving beast seemed to suddenly lose interest again, and slowly lowered its head again.
"Xiao Cong, the fourth son of the Xiao family, is building a formation in the Holy City at this time, and the flame-loving beast blood that my master asked you for is prepared for him. β
"Didn't I tell you, my blood is no longer useful to you. β
"The blood that the seniors and juniors ask for doesn't necessarily have to come from you. β
Only then did the flamephil raise its head again and say:
What do you mean by that? β
Xiao Cong cleared his throat and said:
"My master just told me, if you are willing, tomorrow you go to the post house where the Xiao family temporarily lives in the holy city, and give him a cup of flame-loving beast blood, as long as it is not yours, anyone else can do it, so that he will take you back to the Xiao Mansion and ask his father to remove the poison for you, although I dare not guarantee that it will be successful, but it is always a ray of life, I hope you don't give up, seniors." β
"How can your master be sure that Xiao Cong will definitely bring me back to the Xiao family and ask his father to heal me?"
Xiao Cong smiled and said:
"Although the probability of this matter being placed on you is very small, but on my master, he still has to give this face, after all, it was my master who took the initiative to find it, not my master who took the initiative to compliment him. β
Xiao Cong saw that the flame-loving beast was still thinking about it, thinking that if it dragged on like this, this phantom array might be quietly shattered at that moment, and it would be a big trouble, in order to avoid extraneous branches, Xiao Cong continued:
"Senior, now you can get out of my master's enchantment as long as you close your eyes and keep walking behind you, however, when you get out of this enchantment, I may have to wronged you, senior, take care, we will have a period later. β
Without waiting for the flame-loving beast to answer, Xiao Cong turned around and disappeared again.
"Will there be a period later?" The flame-loving beast muttered to himself, Xiao Cong's words made him feel a little confused.
He shook his head vigorously, slowly stood up, looked around, and looked bewildered, and finally, he really closed his eyes and walked in another direction step by step.
Xiao Cong didn't know that he had unconsciously established a mysterious and extremely powerful image in the heart of the Flame-Loving Beast, and this seemingly non-existent existence was the biggest bargaining chip for himself to hold the Flame-Loving Beast, and it was also the most effective constraint on the Flame-Loving Beast. After all, in this world, strength is the hardest truth, or that sentence, natural selection, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, and respect for the strong.
After walking more than a dozen steps, the flame-loving beast heard a loud "boom" behind him, which was loud enough to make his ears buzz, his eardrums ached faintly, and a strong and pungent smell came from the air, the tip of the flame-loving beast's nose moved, and he frowned and said:
"Gunpowder!
Of course, he will not be able to figure out this seemingly "profound" question for a while, how can a peerless powerhouse with all the means to break the barrier with gunpowder not be puzzling. Moreover, when he came back to his senses and looked around, he found that this place was overgrown with weeds and desolate, and then looked carefully at the graves and low mounds among the weeds, and the tombstones that had been not very mottled by the erosion of time, and could no longer see the name of the owner of the tomb, all of which fell on his eyes, although they were not terrible, but at this time, he couldn't help but have a little creepy feeling in his heart, which further deepened the image in his heartβ If he existed, he would be a quirk, but this kind of person is often more terrifying in every way!
He felt that the fear in his heart was deeper, so he involuntarily stood on his tiptoes and began to walk out quietly, slowly, step by step.