There are hundreds of less mature flying ants, one more resentful slave, and after a few rounds of greetings, Shisanlang packed up and continued on the road.

The Holy Son of the Demon Soul came happily, depressed and depressed, and he was really a little resentful in his heart; however, he was forced to follow Da Gray honestly, acting as a companion who accompanied and chatted and thugs.

It must be said that Yamu's strength is quite strong, and he cleans up sporadic demon mosquitoes all the way, and Shisanlang basically doesn't need to get started: even if he encounters a blue-level mosquito swarm, he only needs a little assistance to solve it. Considering that this was still a situation where most of his family property was confiscated and his injuries were almost demoted, Thirteen Lang said that he was lucky. He felt that if the two of them fought in a real battle, he would probably still be able to win, but the price he paid was definitely not a little mana and a few flying ants, which would inevitably hurt his vitality.

Where there is strength, there is status, this is the unbreakable truth of nature. After witnessing his performance, Thirteen Lang was very polite to Yamu, so polite that it made his heart cold, and he was modest and cautious, and his consciousness was quite high.

"Cheap bones!" Big Ash scolded indignantly.

"Stupid donkey!" Yamu was indignant, but his face remained unchanged: he thought that the old man fell into the hands of a spiritual realm traitor, what kind of three chastity and nine spirits did he pretend?

After walking for two days, the teleportation location of the Sky Wolf Clan

Tiange Feng was in sight, and Yamu learned from Thirteen Lang's mouth that he was entrusted to save the beauty of the hero this time, and he didn't feel suspicious.

"That...... , why isn't the young master worried?"

"Worried?" Thirteen asked rhetorically.

Yamu said kindly: "I'm worried about Mai Shao...... , Brother Mai's safety?"

"Flutter!" the donkey smiled shyly, with indescribable contempt and mockery in his eyes.

“...... Disgusting!" Yamu trembled with fright from it, thinking that the stupid donkey still had this trick, which could be called a killer weapon.

The donkey was furious and said, "Get out! ”

Pacing with a small square step and a big gray posture is still complacent, and the demeanor of the jade-faced Langjun is fully displayed, and he is even more chic than the young man behind him. Yamu's face flashed pale and flashed, his eyes were bleak, sad, angry, and contemptuous, even if he had a wonderful brush, it was difficult to describe, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Life, life, is it a wonderful thing!"

Who would have thought that the holy son of a dignified family would fall to the point where he was laughed at by a donkey and did not dare to fight back, and the most wonderful thing is that Yamu should obviously be bitter and full of revenge obsession: However, after walking with Shisanlang for a few days, Yamu gradually found that he was quite comfortable with this kind of day, and his heart was quite peaceful. Subconsciously, he actually had the idea that "it's not bad to walk like this".

To be fair, Thirteen Lang is also good to him: at least he treats his injuries very generously, and there is no slightest deduction and difficulty: in addition, when facing the demon mosquito, Thirteen Lang always acts as a cover and defense, taking care of him properly, without any worries. With such a strong body refiner around him, Yamu quickly realized the benefits, and he didn't feel a little regretful in his heart, he shouldn't have been paranoid about the soul path in the past, and he should have cultivated a few henchmen to specialize in body cultivation.

"Am I such a!"

This thought made him feel frightened, and he was a little panicked in his heart, and after thinking about it, Yamu suddenly retrieved his childhood memories, and suddenly realized that he was so emotional.

Yamu is simple in nature, and then encountered a mutation and ascetic soul cultivation, although he has achieved something, but he has been dealing with ghosts and monsters all day long, to say that his heart is not affected, nine and a half out of ten people do not believe, and half are mentally retarded. Every time I see the eyes of others who are afraid and avoided, "Set sail ☆ no harm in the starry night", Mu Wei has no regret of loss, but when the road comes to him, where is there a chance to turn around and start again: I have no choice but to bury my sigh deeply, and tell myself to seek the Tao wholeheartedly and not to have distracting thoughts. ...,

People who get along with Thirteen Lang basically have this feeling: big things turn small things into small things, there is no hurdle in life that cannot be passed, and there should be no jealousy, resentment or even hatred: no one owes anyone, no one is sorry for anyone, as long as you go all the way happily, life is quite beautiful.

At best, this is called optimism, at worst, he is actually inaction and self-paralysis. However, no matter what it is, such a feeling is very comfortable. Yaki quickly experienced that feeling of peace of mind, and even consulted Jusan Lang about it, only to get an answer that made him puzzled.

"Ahh Spirit. ”

"Ahh , What's going on?" Yamu asked again, but Thirteen Lang didn't say any more, and smiled lightly as a reply, making him so confused.

"A wise man, understand!" said Big Ash with disdain.

"Uh... Yamu was thoughtful and in awe.

"It must be a certain great fate under the mountain monarch's door..."Maybe it's the mountain monarch himself. Yamu thought to himself.

As he was pondering things, he suddenly heard Thirteen Lang say, "There's nothing to worry about. If Shaofei can't even handle Lin Yibiao, it will be in vain for me to call him brother. ”

Thirteen Lang's tone was very flat, and his face was also very calm, and Ping Ping often seemed to tell a simple fact: listening to it in the tooth fungus was no less than a thunderbolt, rumbling.

At this time, Yamu would be too stupid if he still thought that Thirteen Lang was an arrogant boy who didn't know what to say. He has already explained everything he knows, and Thirteen Lang can still say such things, where does the confidence come from?

People refused to say it clearly, and Yamu was thinking about whether to ask how to ask, but Big Ash suddenly spoke proudly.

"One thousand eight hundred and thirty-seven!

"Uh... , huh?" Yamu was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that the stupid donkey was having a convulsion, and what was he talking about.

"The Battle Spirit Spears you've tasted before, a total of one thousand eight hundred and thirty-seven.

The god donkey leaked the bottom, and by the way, he bragged too much for himself, and Thirteen Lang couldn't blame him, and said in a faint voice: "This is the data when I left." ”

"Bang!" Yamu's eyes turned black and he fell to the ground.

With this experience, Yamu's attitude became more deferential.

The demon mosquito mutated, and the thoughts of the major holy sons were roughly the same, and they would no longer divide their troops in all directions as before, but concentrate on the Liliang Push Sweep. According to common sense, the horned worm and the burning spirit will both head towards the middle, and they should meet each other in a month or two: if Lin Yibiao doesn't know the details by then, the consequences will be ...... ，

"The whole clan is destroyed!"

This cold word came to his mind, and Yamu shuddered, looking at Thirteen Lang's eyes with awe.

Thirteen Lang noticed his eyes and said, "Why are you so worried? Didn't you say that you are only responsible for taking care of me and not participating in Lin Yibiao's affairs?"

"Disgusting, isn't it!"

Yamu was stupid and frightened, and hurriedly said: "The young master misunderstood, I was worried that Gou Xing Lao'er would bewitch again......; ”

Thirteen Lang shook his head and said indifferently: "No, according to what you said, I don't think Gou Xing's Jihua is as we guessed before." His main purpose may be on monuments, not necessarily to murder Shaofei. ”

Regarding the monuments, it is actually another theory of the origin of Mengli: some people say that this is not the nest of demon mosquitoes, but the cave of the ancient immortals, which has all kinds of incredible treasures and opportunities, if it is a person who is destined, you can even get a complete immortal inheritance.

Thousands of years ago, this theory was more mainstream than the legend of the demon mosquito, and many people who entered the land of dreams were driven by chance. However, tens of thousands of years have passed, and no one has ever been able to confirm this matter: including the Demon King's Palace, there have been no measures such as sealing and probing the land of dreams. After a long time, people's attention was attracted by the threat of demon mosquitoes, and they had long been out of mind about the immortal fate of the fairy mansion. ...,

Both Yamu and Lin Yibiao were invited by Gou Xing and made various promises, but Yamu's main interest was the Spirit of Extreme Resentment and Thirteen Lang, and he didn't care too much about the monuments. According to his understanding, what you eat in your mouth is real meat, and no matter how good other things are, let's wait and see.

"Uh...... What's the point?"

"It's very single, and it's a cover-up. ”

Thirteen Lang said calmly: "If the rumors of the ancient monuments are really as magical as you say, the significance of this matter to Gou Xing is far more than the position of the patriarch. In fact, I have always had doubts, Gou Xing and Shaofei compete for the patriarch, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit ridiculous. In any case, it is an indisputable fact that Shaofei is valued by the Great Elders, and the prospect of cultivation is far beyond what Gou Xing can do: even if he makes a group of elders in the clan to follow, it will be difficult to convince the public. ”

Since he said it, Thirteen Lang didn't plan to hide it anymore, and said seriously: "Just imagine, even if he kills Shaofei, he will also become the patriarch, but if such a handle falls into the hands of several foreign clans, how can he live in peace."

And the patriarch seems to have infinite scenery, but in fact, the affairs are complicated and laborious, and for a person like him, the gains outweigh the losses. ”

"This may not be! Gou Xing Xiuwei has been unable to break through for a long time, and has turned to be keen on power, which makes no sense before he tastes it. ”

Yamu had a different opinion and said, "Two hundred years ago, Gou Xing participated in the autumn hunt, and he should have taken over as the patriarch soon. Later, I don't know what happened, his cultivation has always stagnated, and then Mai Shaofei came to prominence, and Gou Xing gradually disappeared; ”

"The villain's mind! Just like you. The donkey never forgot to hit the tooth wood, and sneered coldly.

That's why. ”

Thirteen Lang stopped the big gray and said, "The change of Gou Xing starts with the autumn hunt. If I'm not mistaken, he must have found what he thought was a reliable clue, and he had long since given up the struggle for the position of patriarch and instead concentrated on planning a trip to the monuments. ”

"This matter is too big, if it is accidentally spread, how can Gou Xing be qualified to participate. Therefore, while actively preparing, he deliberately released the posture of competing with Shaofei for the patriarch, only in this way can he enter the land of dreams to justify his entry into the land of dreams" will not arouse the suspicion of those who have a heart. ”

"Then he's looking for outsiders?"

Yamu said suspiciously: "Okay, he said that it takes the power of many people to open the door of the ancient monuments, but that old man has been in business for many years, how can he not even have this liliang?"

Hearing this, even Da Ash pricked up his ears, he was actually full of doubts like a tooth wood, but in order to pretend to be wise, he deliberately didn't say it.

Thirteen Lang smiled and said: "It's still the same sentence, the land of dreams is not who wants to enter and who enters, Gou Xing's back road must have been arranged, but the entry into the customs must be careful and careful, no matter what, it can't arouse suspicion." ”

"The demon envoy doesn't eat white rice, if Gou Xing enters Mengli with five or six people, saying that it is to deal with Shaofei alone, can you believe it?"

Yamu shook his head suddenly, and then said, "Then he is looking for us ......." ”

"No matter how powerful Gou Xing is, he can't kill tens of thousands of people by himself, it's best to let everyone kill each other, and it's best to die. ”

Thirteen Lang sighed and said, "As for the few of you, Gou Xing must be sure enough to let you all die inside, so you don't need to worry about anything." If there really is any inheritance, he can choose whether he leaves and walks away, or simply hides in it and cultivates. ”

Yamu sneered and said: "This old man's heart is not small, just rely on him, and he also wants to wipe us out!"

Thirteen Lang didn't say anything more, and there was a dark color in his distant gaze. Yamu cursed in his heart for a while, pretending to be Thirteen Lang's worried look, and couldn't help but say, "...... Master, don't you want to go and see ....... ”...,

"I don't want to. Thirteen Lang knew what he was referring to, and said categorically.

“...... , then what are you worried about?" Yamu thought to himself, since the matter has nothing to do with you, why put on a compassionate appearance.

Thirteen Lang's face was solemn, and he said: "I'm worried that your understanding of Gou Xing before was wrong! How could a person who could endure for hundreds of years be so rash." ”

Yamu was shocked, thinking of a possibility, and his heart was cold.

"What the junior brother said is extremely true. In a moment of condensation, the donkey said solemnly: "Brother thinks the same way. ”

"Idiot!" Yamu scolded no longer as he could hold back any longer.

On the subject of monuments, he mentioned it lightly once and then did not talk about it again: Yamu did not dare to ask more, but he was worried that the originally easy road became heavy. Except for the heartless donkey, neither of them wanted to speak easily: during the period, Yamu wanted to open his mouth several times, begging Shisanlang to let him go back to preside over the overall situation, but every time he touched his indifferent gaze, he would always feel an inexplicable chill in his heart, and the words that came to his mouth retracted, so tormented.

Unable to find a reason, and not knowing what Thirteen Lang was planning, Yamu could only act as a security guard with all his heart, intending to leave a good impression on the other party. He thinks that the Thirteen Lang people are not bad, they are honest and decisive, as long as they are honest and do their errands well, they may not be able to regain their self-justification.

"Anyway, he also said that he would leave the Demon Domain after the autumn hunt. This Holy Son can not be regarded as a traitor if he responds to the situation on the spot. ”

Knowing that Thirteen Lang wants to collect demon mosquitoes, Yamu Mao has to perform well, but it is no wonder that when he doesn't want to kill, demon mosquitoes are everywhere. Now Yamu has a ruthless heart, but the demon mosquito seems to have a spiritual wisdom, hiding in an unknown corner, and there is no trace.

The closer he got to Tiange Peak, the more solemn Thirteen Lang's expression became, and Yamu became more and more nervous day by day. I don't know weishenme, the more he knows about Thirteen Lang, the more chill in his heart becomes: at this time, he has already put away his disobedience and grievances, and only hopes that Thirteen Lang is in a good mood and everything goes well, so that he can let himself go.

"What the hell, could it be that this Holy Son has hit an evil spirit?"

Without a chance to show his merits, Yamu began to think wildly, and if Jusanro knew what he thought, he would probably be proud. It can make the Demon Soul Holy Son, who is good at ghosts, so scared that he thinks that he has hit an evil spirit, no matter how you look at it, it is a glorious thing.

"Do you know this?"

Yamu was wondering if there was a problem with his exercises, or if he was invaded by resentment when he was practicing the soul servant, and when he heard Thirteen Lang's inquiry, he was shocked in his heart, and blurted out: "I'm not lazy, I'm looking for a demon sect ......."

"Flutter!" Da Gray imitated the lazy expression of Thirteen Lang, and his huge face made a shy look, so terrifying.

Yamu was embarrassed and embarrassed, and asked, "What did you say, young master?"

"Don't worry, I'll let you go when I'm done here. ”

Thirteen Lang also smiled a little, and said sincerely: "There will be some help later, as long as Brother Mu does his best, Eight Fingers will never be embarrassed by you, and relax." ”

Promoted from a captive to Brother Mu, and got a promise again, Yamu was honored and relieved, and hurriedly said: "Young Master is too polite, you just now," ... What did you just say?"

Thirteen Lang stretched out his hand, motioned for him to look at the ring that could not be removed, and said seriously: "Brother Mu has never seen this thing?"

As before, Jusan Lang described its original shape, and at the same time told Yamu how he felt after entering the land of dreams, Zuihou said, "There are four times in that situation, and each one is stronger than the other: this is the fifth time, and it feels like I have lost my hand."

Yagi listened carefully, searching his mind for his memory, trying to find a treasure that matched Jushiro's description. Big Ash was a little impatient, and said casually: "From the perspective of this god, it must have originated here, and it should be related to ancient monuments." ”...,

Thirteen Lang glanced at him, and secretly thought that you can't say specifically, even the name of the monument is from Mai Shaofei, how can you take it seriously.

"It's right, it's about monuments!"

The words were shocked, and the thirteenth Lang Huo Ran raised his head. Da Ash was stunned for a moment, and then he was extremely proud, and snorted vigorously.

Looking at the expectant eyes of one person and one donkey, Yamu's expression was a little strange, with doubts, surprises, and a trace of envy and greed that could not be concealed.

He said: "This matter is a long story, young master, listen to my ......." ”

"Wait!"

Thirteen Lang waved his hand to interrupt him, looked beyond Yamu into the distance, and said in a cold voice, "Solve the matter in front of you first." ”

Yamu turned back in amazement, his face instantly turned as white as paper, without any blood. Beside him, the big gray had long lost his smugness, and a donkey's face was almost dragged to the ground, and he couldn't wait to dig a pit for himself to get into, and never show his head again.

In the distance, there was a steep mountain, not very tall, but extremely terrifying. Just by looking at it, Yamu had the idea of turning around, and he almost didn't dare to face it.

The mountain was alive, as if it were tumbling, and it made a thunderous sound. From such a distance, the two of them and a donkey faintly heard the sound of killing and the wail of death from the mountain peak.

It was a mountain of demon mosquitoes composed of demon mosquitoes all over the body, and the number was almost endless! Compared to here, whether it was the Burning Spirit Valley or the Demon Soul Clan, it was like a child in front of an elephant, and it was not worth mentioning.

The Heavenly Wolf Clan, led by Zhong Hanhan, is there!

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