At night, the cicadas were singing and noisy, and Zheng Xiu hugged the orange cat and hummed a little song back to the room.

Passing by the courtyard where Fengbei lived, the lights went out early, and Fengbei seemed to be resting, which made Zheng Xiu disappointed.

Since returning from the cannibal painting, the relationship between him and Fengbei has been maintained in a subtle "ambiguity". can hug and hug a little, and she does not resist Zheng Xiu occasionally accidentally blurting out "madam", but it is difficult to make the next step.

Zheng Xiu knew that Feng Bei had a little pimple in his heart, and this pimple could not be easily eliminated for a while, so he could only let it be.

Back in the room, the clothes were untied, Zheng Xiu couldn't sleep in bed for a while, so he turned on the machine and entered the dungeon after a long absence.

As soon as he entered the dungeon, he faintly heard a moan.

In a cell, Pingping tied herself up in an undulating shape, her hands and feet cuffed, her toes arched like crayfish, her fair skin slightly red from congestion, and she was drenched in sweat.

This made Zheng Xiu can't help but feel a little dry, Pingping's figure is the most exaggerated among the women he has ever seen, the wide skirt is very white, and the whole body is full of ripe charm. But her face is like a girl of fifteen or sixteen, full of innocence and childishness.

This kind of contradictory collocation to the extreme should be said to be worthy of being the princess of the Da Yue clan, as the name suggests: big, Yue's.

Pingping of the Otsuki clan seems to be practicing some very strange and bold thaumaturgy.

The four maids all took the [Orchid] path, and now they have found another way and taken a fork in the road, and Zheng Xiu can't help on the next road, unless Zheng Xiu makes up his mind to persuade them to go back to the "right path", which is of course impossible.

He knows very well about the four golden flowers that Erniang has been with for many years.

They are all young people who work hard for life.

Since Pingping was concentrating on practicing the [Orchid] Gate Thaumaturgy, Zheng Xiu didn't bother, tiptoed past the hot cell, and Zheng Xiu came to the depths of the dungeon.

The prison cells are also graded, although because of the "Infernal Purgatory", Zheng Xiu can also enter the heart prison on the ground of the Red King Mansion, but there is still a difference between the two. In the real cell, Zheng Xiu felt that he had a closer connection with the [prisoner], and the process of entering the heart prison was smoother.

Sitting down cross-legged, Zheng Xiu calmed down, and almost instantly, he felt the human soul float up and enter the heart prison.

The scenery in the heart prison is still eerie. The Painter is locked aside.

When Zheng Xiuren's soul entered, the dry bone arm was about to move, struggling, and the chains made a clanging sound. He had tried to communicate with the [Artist] monster to see if it had the ability to communicate. It's just that the result is not surprising, the "monster" thing is more like a pure "creature", not intellectual. This made Zheng Xiu disappointed and secretly relieved at the same time.

The [Painter] Trick he obtained was different from other Alien's Tricks, and the Stranger was born with them, perhaps having fused with them when they were born into the world, regardless of each other. However, Zheng Xiu's [Painter] trick was acquired and did not completely merge with him.

"Tricks can be snatched."

Zheng Xiu remembered the memory in the painting, and the candle personally handed over the trick to Gongsun Mo, making Gongsun Mo a real "alien".

"Innate aliens and ...... The day after tomorrow is not human. ”

Zheng Xiu lowered his head and pondered the difference.

But in practice, there seems to be no difference.

It is better to say that his way of "using" tricks is more flexible, tricks are no longer an ability, and in Zheng Xiu's hands, tricks have become a "tool".

This may be what makes the prisoner really special.

Zheng Xiu touched the pimple on his forehead, and secretly thought in his heart: "In other words, I have become a 'stranger' in the two paths of 'prisoner' and 'painter' at the same time. ”

"Except for the particularity of the 'prisoner', is there a ...... for the rest of the doorways? The possibility of true convergence? ”

"There is a 'fork in the doorway', is there also a fusion of the two doorways...... A new path? ”

Zheng Xiu suddenly had a whimsical idea.

"For example, 'orchids' and 'walking feet' will become ...... 'walking orchids'? For example, 'Thousand Door Generals' and 'Door Thieves' have become 'Thousand Door Monster Thieves' who pit and steal? For example, the 'crying mourner' ran to practice a 'literati', once he cried boundless falling wood and Xiao Xiao, he became a sentimental 'sad poet'? ”

"I'm grass, it's weird."

It's weird to think about it.

The more you think about it, the weirder it gets.

Zheng Xiu waved his hand, and the rusty chains that stretched out from the gray mist were loosened, and the bony hand was like a Menghu that had broken free from the cage, and suddenly grabbed Zheng Xiu's face. Zheng Xiu's face was expressionless, and he knocked the "monster" to the ground with one punch, and the monster fell to the floor on its stomach, motionless.

"It seems that there is still some lack of training, which may be the disadvantage of the acquired alien. After all, the trick is not a risk-free thing. Zheng Xiu waved his hand lazily, and the chain locked the monster in the corner again.

Twisted melons are not sweet, they only quench thirst.

It's just that now in the prison of the heart, the prisoner has the final say, and whether this melon is sweet or not depends on how Zheng Xiu twists it. No matter what comes in, it can't make waves.

After playing for a while, Zheng Xiu sat on the table.

At this time, green flames floated up, and the flames contained all kinds of qualities that were used in the incarnation.

"When the prisoner's door opens a new door, other traits can continue to improve."

In the dead of night, looking at many practical qualities, Zheng Xiu began to make the next plan to "gather wool". The candle that has lived for thousands of years is once again hidden behind the scenes, which makes Zheng Xiu like a fish in his throat, full of vigilance about it.

As the saying goes, open guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to defend, and the enemy who is often hiding in the shadows is the most dangerous.

So no matter what, improving your strength is always the most unpretentious way to block the "dark arrow".

The three avatars of [Zheng Shan], [Zheng Baimei], and [Zheng Evil] closed their eyes and suspended on the table. The two avatars of [Zheng Shan] and [Zheng Baimei] were "killed" once by the crow keeper, and now they are "resurrected" again. Zheng Xiu learned from this that the time to resurrect after the incarnation was destroyed was about two months.

Although the destruction of the incarnation did not affect Zheng Xiu's use of the [Painter] trick, in fact, once the incarnation was destroyed, it still had a certain impact on his strength. There seems to be a "phase" between the strange and the incarnate.

[Painter] Trick and [Zheng Shan] are very compatible, and there is no obscurity in use. He once tried to use [Evil Boy] to use tricks to paint, and there was a clear difference between the two to Zheng Xiu's feelings.

This is also why Zheng Xiu wants to change the method to change the restriction of "life and death" of [Heaven and Earth Intersection and One Sword Intent]. It hurts too much to use, and it's a bit unbearable to kill 10,000 enemies and lose 100 yourself.

With the promotion of the [Prisoner] Path, the new blank avatar was also presented on the table in the form of a cloud of mist, but Zheng Xiu still hadn't thought about what to pinch the next avatar.

[Zheng Shan], [Zheng Evil], [Zheng Baimei], their follow-up promotions, Zheng Xiu all had the idea of Mohu, each with its own characteristics. For a while, Zheng Xiu couldn't figure out what he was missing.

There is no need to pinch another Mengman; There is no need to pinch another boy; It's even more unnecessary to pinch another Juggernaut.

"Later."

In the end, Zheng Xiu decided to put the blank avatar aside for the time being before thinking about it again, and first improve the avatar he currently has.

The first is "Mengnan Zheng Shan".

"Uh......"

Zheng Xiu immediately turned to the next one.

In a short period of time, Zheng Xiu didn't want to touch the painter's profession anymore.

Because in Gongsun Mo's cannibal painting, he sat under the palace and painted for a hundred years without eating or drinking.

Tired of crooked.

He even felt like throwing up when he saw the painting.

You'll have to quarantine for a while.

The second place is "Sword Saint Zheng Baimei".

There is no doubt that the old man will take the route of the Juggernaut.

When creating the incarnation of "Sword Saint Zheng Baimei", Zheng Xiu's talent [No Business and No Treachery] was upgraded at that time, and he learned to "do whatever it takes", so that [Knowledge] was exceptionally promoted to [Understanding], and now Zheng Baimei's comprehension is "a thousand understandings", and it is very suitable to take the path of the Sword Saint.

A sword opens the sky.

There is no suspense.

Finally, it is "Evil Boy Zheng Evil".

Zheng Xiu looked at the young man with lotus eyebrows.

If Zheng Shan is "force", he is the most capable painter; Zheng Baimei is "wise", the most enlightened sword saint; So what is the route that the evil boy will take?

"Exceptional?"

Without using the "unscrupulous" way, can we use other ways to achieve "exceptional"?

Nowadays, in addition to the "innate divine power", among the three incarnations, the most prominent one is the [physique].

【Physique】Thirty-six (Righteousness is stored in the body, evil cannot be done, and all poisons are not invaded)

"Why don't you try to practice this?"

Zheng Xiu thought about it for most of the night, and preliminarily decided on the route for the subsequent promotion of the three incarnations.

Strengths.

Before leaving the prison, Zheng Xiu accidentally discovered that his [foreign language] skills had been upgraded.

You have been in the company of non-human creatures day and night, inseparable from them, and now you can occasionally understand their babble.

There has been a subtle change in the description of talent. From "hearing" to "understanding", from "them" to "them".

It doesn't seem to have changed much.

He could have vaguely understood Xiao Fengmeow's words.

Confined to two words.

For example, "handsome", "honest", "dedicated", "friendly", "rich" and so on.

The swear was definitely misheard.

The orange cat from Changyan is so cute that it won't curse.

Following.

Early in the morning, Zheng Xiu saw Fengbei holding the kitten and sitting on the roof looking at the rising sun.

Zheng Xiu thought about it and asked a brother who was on night duty and was about to leave work on time to inform Ji Honglian to do something.

The nameless brother wears a black hood with a hidden blade hidden under his robe.

Listening to the prince's request, the assassin muttered in his heart.

He thought to himself what the prince wanted so much poison for, he really wanted to poison and kill people, and it was not faster, safer, and more painless to directly let Ji Hongrong sprinkle powder.

But the Brotherhood has always done this, even if the master asks for outrageous requests, they are willing to do it, after all, they can increase experience.

The assassin agreed, and one of them turned over and jumped onto the wall, and a few fell back and disappeared, and happily went to work overtime for the prince.

"Are you going to meet Gu Qiutang for a while?"

When Zheng Xiu ordered people to prepare horses for a trip, Fengbei stepped forward with the little orange cat in his arms, pursed his lips and raised his hand: "I'll walk with you." ”

Zheng Xiu saw the worry in Feng Bei's eyes, she was worried that Gu Qiutang would hurt people. Just as he was about to say that it was okay, Zheng Xiu's eyes rolled, and his face showed a look of fear: "That's just right, I'm afraid that guy won't talk about martial arts and wield a sword to kill the king...... This king is so afraid. ”

This deliberately shameless sentence was very loud, and suddenly the Red Palace's mansion was all around, and the whistle rose and fell, vaguely praising the prince's prudence.

Feng Bei was stunned for a moment, and immediately cried and laughed when he heard the words.

"You have to teach me Zheng's secret whistle!"

Fengbei listened to the whistles of unknown meaning one after another, his cheeks bulged slightly, and he seemed to be very angry.

"Next time, definitely!" Prince Zheng readily agreed.

The two went out side by side, and Zheng Xiu called Yin Qingqing.

Yin Qingqing was like a faithful little mare in the Red King's Mansion, and after a while, he came to Zheng Xiu and Fengbei, bowed down and said, "Slave Qingqing, I have seen the Red King." May I ask what the prince commands? ”

Since he wanted to let the emperor know that he was doing practical things diligently, Zheng Xiu unceremoniously let Yin Qingqing be a coachman and drove him to play in the mountains and rivers with Fengbei. Yin Qingqing looked at eighteen, but it was actually a ripe fruit, and Zheng Xiu didn't feel distressed at all.

The people sent by the emperor have a special taste for training.

Talking and laughing with Fengbei all the way, when it was nearly dusk, Zheng Xiu arrived in front of a valley with birds singing and flowers.

The peaks and mountains on both sides gather, the valley mouth is hidden, the boulders on both sides are like the lips of a two-petaled girl, and the side is full of flowers, the grass is delicious, and the birds are happy. After getting out of the carriage, King Chi ordered Qingqing to stick to the valley, and the two mermaids penetrated inside, walking back and forth. At the beginning, it is extremely narrow, and only then can it be passed. After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear that there was another world in the valley.

In the distance, the sound of water murmuring, like a storm crashing on the shore. The water in the valley is as clear as jade, and a silver pilian on the top of the mountain flows straight down, like a snow-white sharp knife that runs through the jade.

A simple hut sits on the shore, and a bare-chested, long-haired swordsman, with a long knife at his waist unsheathed, stands in the middle of a waterfall and lets the waterfall hit, like a human-shaped rock, unmoved by the current.

He had deep and shallow scars.

The swordsman opened his eyes in the waterfall, still motionless, and asked calmly, "You came here to kill me?" ”

Fengbei looked at Zheng Xiu, took a step back, and looked like a little daughter who was in charge of Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu smiled: "Do you know that Ye Weiyang is now dead in name?" ”

Gu Qiutang frowned slightly, but still did not move, and said, "So what?" ”

"This king is recruiting talents, sharing worries for the saints, and solving problems for the people of the world. The grudge between you and the Fengbei girl Shuzhou is nothing, this king is in charge, and it will be written off. All you have to do is deal with the tricks in the new one, as usual, and double the monthly money. ”

When Gu Qiutang heard "add money", a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Zheng Xiu smiled again: "Not enough? ”

Gu Qiutang shook his head: "He is worthy of being the Red King of the rich world." ”

Zheng Xiu heard Gu Qiutang's disdain for money in his words, and he was not angry, so he asked curiously: "You don't like money, why did you stay in Yeweiyang before and do things for the night?" ”

Gu Qiutang said: "Righteousness." ”

"Killing my family Fengbei is righteousness?"

Hearing this, the corners of Fengbei's lips turned up slightly.

"Strangers are the fallacies of the world."

"What did Candle say?"

"Candles?"

"Lord of the Night."

"Yes."

"He lied to you."

Gu Qiutang was silent for a moment and shook his head: "Now, Gu doesn't care about this matter anymore. Gu had already planned to cultivate here until he caught a glimpse of the peak of martial arts. ”

"Heh," Zheng Xiu sneered, "Martial Dao." Do you know that in the cannibal painting, what is hidden is the martial arts of two hundred years ago, and the martial arts are dead. ”

Gu Qiutang shook his head and said suddenly: "One person and one sword, it is martial arts." ”

Zheng Xiu turned around and asked Fengbei: "He has always been so civilized?" ”

"Wen Qing?" Fengbei wondered.

"It's sad, sentimental, and silly."

Feng Bei chuckled: "Yes." ”

Gu Qiutang was motionless, his long knife clenched, and his face was expressionless.

The Red King stepped forward and rubbed his fists with his shoulders loose.

Fengbei was surprised: "You ......"

"Don't worry." After taking a few steps, King Chi looked back and asked with a smile: "By the way, how far has the medical skills of Situ Yong, the living dead, got?" ”

Feng Bei pondered for a moment and replied truthfully: "Don't talk about coming back from the dead, but if there is still a breath, he can't die." ”

Now Gu Qiutang heard it, and looked at the polite and rich "weak prince" who walked forward, and laughed instead of being angry: "You? ”

"Me."

Zheng Xiu walked to the front of the hut: "You are on the wrong path. ”

Gu Qiutang was silent for a moment, still not moving, and said concisely: "You mean?" ”

"Don't use the knife."

Gu Qiutang shrank his face: "Ridiculous!" ”

"The mind is not moving, and it is useless." Zheng Xiu persuaded bitterly: "The door is not played like this. How about a bet? If the next string is killed, Gu Qiutang will have to go with me. ”

"By you?" Gu Qiutang obviously didn't believe it, if Fengbei made a move, he was convinced.

Zheng Xiu walked into the pool step by step, and said as he walked: "This pond is like a cage that traps me and you, and you and I are not allowed to step out of the pool." ”

Cage?

While wondering, the Immovable Knife watched as the Red King stepped into the range of his "Immovable Knife" spell. He lowered his body and put on a "immovable posture", about to swing an electric sword at the Red King.

"Move, then, die."

"That's why I said you practiced wrong." The Red King laughed, and in an instant, the muscles of his whole body bulged like a blow, and the knots of a rock were knotted, and two meat bags bulged out from the shoulder bone behind his back, and then, with a bang, two thick arms burst out, and white bones grew out from under the skin.

Well? How is there only half of it?

Zheng Xiu incarnated as a "birth demon" for the first time, but he only turned into half of it like a "bird in prison", and he wondered in his heart. But he didn't know that Gu Qiutang in the waterfall was horrified, and the Red King in front of him turned into a demon-like posture in the blink of an eye, and a thick arm nearly two meters long grew from his back, like a demon god standing under the sunset at dusk. But when Zheng Xiu "moved", the thaumaturgy of the immovable knife unfolded, and he flashed behind the Red King, raising his hand towards the hard neck is a knife.

It's just that he was greeted not by the hard and thick neck, but by three big hands.

"From today onwards, the second string is dead."

Zheng Xiu pressed Gu Qiutang to the ground with a few arms, and hammered indiscriminately.

Outside the valley.

Rumble!

Yin Qingqing, who was obediently guarding the valley mouth, only heard a loud bang on the ground, and when he looked up, the water rushed up to the sky and fell into a torrential rain.

Whoa!

Yin Qingqing stared blankly at the exaggerated column of water, letting her body be soaked with a beating.

After a while, the Red King walked out carrying a man covered in blood.

The man was motionless, like a corpse.

He's dead?

Yin Qingqing looked at the "dead man" on the prince's shoulder, and trembled in shock, trembling out of a white flower.

Who's doing it?

At this time, Gu Qiutang gasped weakly.

"Let's go! Backhaul! ”

The Red King, who was carrying a motionless sword, laughed.