Chapter 142: A Little Ghost Pet I Raise, You Can't See It
As a result, the boy did not attack him, but closed his eyes again, as if he had lost the idea of life, and only had the heart to die.
Bai Chen pondered for a moment, gently opened his mouth, and fed him a Blood Demon Pill.
Su Linger was holding her cheeks on the side, looking curious, and couldn't help but smile and tease:
"It turns out that you can not only save people, but also save demons, I thought that when you saw demons, you would kill them and eat them as food."
The Blood Demon Pill was given to him by Lixuan, because Lixuan is not a demon, and he doesn't understand alchemy, so the Blood Demon Pill is just such a bottle, which is very precious to Bai Chen, Su Linger didn't expect that he didn't keep it for himself to eat, but used it to save a little devil he didn't know on the side of the road.
"It's just a whim."
"On a whim? Do you think of yourself? ”
Su Ling'er touched her chin and recalled, as if oh, Bai Chen had been imprisoned since he was a child, and seeing this young man wearing handcuffs and anklets couldn't help but evoke some memories.
However, in her opinion, the appearance of this little boy is much worse than Bai Chen's past, Bai Chen did not wear shackles with internal stabbing when he was imprisoned, and he did not shed so much blood.
After eating the Blood Demon Pill, the young man got a little better, slowly opened his eyes, and said weakly:
"You...... Who is ......?"
"My name is Bai Chen, I passed through this place, and I am going to find the god, who are you?"
"The gods...... Don't go near Guta Mountain......"
"Did you escape from the gods?"
The boy nodded effortlessly, shook his head again, and then closed his eyes again, his expression becoming painful.
The shackles around his neck glowed slightly, as if they were tightening, and blood was pouring from the wound on his neck.
"I ...... Can't escape...... Once you leave Guta Mountain...... will always be shackled...... Until...... Dead ......"
Bai Chen's face was heavy, and he reached out to touch the chains of his neck cuffs, but he retracted like an electric shock when he touched it.
"It doesn't seem to work to forcibly remove it, and breaking the chains by external forces may kill you. If you continue to stay here, you will die, so go back to Guta Mountain first. ”
"I'm not going back......"
The boy was still curled up, his face buried in his knees, and he was a little stubborn.
"Don't you understand, you're going to die."
"I won't go back even if I die......"
It seems that this is not the first time for the young man to escape, and he knows the fate of escaping, he is already ready to die this time, so he didn't thank Bai Chen for saving his life, but just let Bai Chen leave by himself.
Bai Chen was helpless, so he had to confess to him:
"Your shackles were done by the gods, and when I kill the gods, and the shackles lose their power, I can untie them for you."
"You're going to kill the gods?"
The boy looked up at him, his dark eyes as calm as stagnant water rippling for the first time, and his hoarse voice fluctuating with it.
He quickly shook his head.
"There are many people who have challenged the gods, but they have all been killed by them. The god is very strong, you are not his opponent, don't send him to death. ”
"No matter how strong the god is, there will always be a weakness, are you willing to help me deal with the god?"
"Me?"
"It's better to gamble on vague hopes than to die in despair."
Bai Chen said lightly, his detached demeanor gave people a very handsome feeling, and Su Linger couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
She agrees with Bai Chen's words, although waiting for death gracefully is her ultimate pursuit, but that is after exhausting all possibilities and still being unable to do anything. In fact, as long as you live, there will always be a glimmer of hope in life, even if you struggle ugly, you have to give it a go!
What's more, Su Ling'er knows the future and is full of confidence in Bai Chen, he will definitely be able to kill the gods.
However, I don't know if this Yunpeng boy can survive in the end, seeing that he is so seriously injured, he will probably be sacrificed in the end, I hope his death is at least worthy of Bai Chen's Blood Demon Pill.
After a short hesitation, the young man nodded as Su Ling'er thought, and promised to help Bai Chen deal with the gods.
He retracted his wings and struggled to stand up, but as soon as his body moved, his wrists and ankles were bleeding, and the pain made him curl up again, his body trembling uncontrollably, and he was already weak and unable to move.
Bai Chen had no choice but to pick him up on his back and gallop away in the direction of Guta Mountain.
Although he has not practiced any body skills, his demon body is strong enough, and when he runs with all his strength, his speed is as fast as a meteor, and he disappears almost in the blink of an eye, which makes Su Linger envious.
A moment later she appeared in a new place, at the foot of a small snow-covered hill, and on the top of the mountain there was an extremely conspicuous tower-like building, presumably the Lone Tower Mountain.
Bai Chen stopped on a ruined stone corridor of ancient monuments, placed the boy next to the stone pillar, and then checked the shackles on his body, and sure enough, the spikes had converged, no longer making him painful, and the speed of blood flow had slowed down.
The young man noticed that Bai Chen's clean white clothes were stained with blood because he carried him, and he couldn't help but feel a little apologetic:
"Sorry for staining your clothes."
"It's okay, you can worry about yourself."
"The god lives on that lonely tower, his body is a snake, he has eight heads, his strength is strong, and there are many demons under the seat, and I ...... was one of them......"
The young man looked gloomy when he said that, as if he was unhappy when he recalled some hurtful things he had done for the gods.
Bai Chen didn't care about any of them, there was only one thing he wanted to know.
"How many years does that god have cultivated?"
"As far as I know, he is almost three thousand years old."
Su Linger was listening and couldn't help but let out a "wow".
"Three thousand years, isn't that over-the-top? You can deal with a thousand years of demons, and if you want to deal with a 3,000-year-old snake, you will definitely die, or you should change to a simpler one. ”
Bai Chen glanced at her angrily.
"Don't you care about my life or death?"
"I don't care, I'm just suggesting it casually, it doesn't matter if you want to die."
The young man couldn't help but wonder when he saw him talking to himself.
"Benefactor, who are you talking to?"
"It's nothing, it's a little ghost pet I raised, you can't see it."
"Hey! I'm not your ghost! ”
Su Linger jumped to her feet in anger, why did this guy still treat her as a ghost pet, she was not a ghost!
The corners of Bai Chen's mouth raised slightly, turning a deaf ear to her complaints, and casually asked the young man: "What is the weakness of that god?" ”
"The god is a snake, and his body is cold and afraid of fire, but unless he is at the level of heaven and earth, it is difficult to inflict substantial damage on him. However, he was seriously injured a hundred years ago and lost five heads, and over the years, he has been devouring the big and small demons near the snow field to restore his strength, but with little success, but his strength has become more uneven. ”
"In this way, although he is three thousand years old, his strength is far inferior to that of three thousand years of cultivation. Eight heads went to five heads, and there are still more than a thousand years left to cultivate, so it's good. ”
"It can't be counted like this, there is a saying among mortals that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse."