At this time, it was already dark, but the place was still brightly lit and people were constantly talking. Sang Ling hid in the shadows and took in all the scenes not far away-

The ground is full of rubble and broken bricks, and you can vaguely see the glory of the cave here in the past. However, now in front of the flat cave, there are a bunch of mourning demons, who are forced to chisel and cut off the large stones inside the cave, and then push them up one by one, and transport them to the open space and pile them up.

Every demon is a man with low mana, a rickety and tired body, scarred, incomplete fur, and the human form is difficult to maintain, revealing many demon characteristics before and after. Not to mention the heavy work, the good ones will provoke whipping and reprimand, which will make the situation worse. They all look sluggish and have low mana.

Sang Ling's eyes were heavy, and he glanced at the few overseers with whips, these people were uniformly dressed, with swords at their waists, all of them were dressed as monks, and they should be sword cultivation disciples in a certain city.

The people of Longnan City are fierce, and the city lord is good at using swords, these should be his disciples. I heard that the knife maker is domineering and bloodthirsty, which can be seen from this.

At this time.

As soon as a wave of demons put a boulder in place, they heard the almost thunderous sound of "boom-boom" coming up from the ground.

The demons in front of the cave immediately retreated, leaving a large open space for his use.

When the muffled thunder sounded the loudest, at the huge hole mouth that was nearly ten meters high, a huge stone that accounted for two-thirds of the size of the hole appeared impressively.

Every demon pushing the boulder gritted his teeth and used all his strength. But the stone was too big, and the cart and the rope it was pulling were all tattered, and it was difficult to help.

The two or three sword cultivators standing at the entrance of the cave waited for a few moments, and saw that the car still had two wheels underneath, and all the demons were chattering for a long time, but they didn't completely pull it up, and they suddenly became angry, and their green tendons twitched, and they threw two whips without thinking about it, and they all fell on the last few demons.

The little demon was in severe pain, and the force in his hand subconsciously shook. Even the whole body shook non-stop, and the boulder shook off a lot of gravel on it, and smashed it like rain, all of which smashed on the head of the little demon under the car.

The demon standing at the front of the car looks like a little demon who is not very old and has a lower cultivation, and there is a pair of yellowish ears on the top of his head that cannot be covered, but his eyes are clear and tenacious, and he is very conspicuous among the tired and chaotic little demons.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately pulled his throat and said:

"Don't hide, don't move! Move again, or the stone will fall! ”

The rest of the demons didn't dare to dodge, let the pain in their heads, hold their breath, wait for a few breaths, fortunately wait until the gravel stops and no longer shakes.

Just when the demons were overjoyed, they were ready to pull this boulder up this ramp completely and stop this dangerous state!

Suddenly, there were two "crackles" in the air, and the whip of the sword cultivator disciple fell straight down, all hitting the little demon with yellow-haired ears, and cursed with disgust:

"I have the strength to speak, why don't I know how hard to pull the stone up! Pull it up! I made the effort to come out! ”

This time the whip was far better than before, and with the fury of the monk, it rained down.

The hairy-eared little demon was in sharp pain in an instant, and the whip had the thunder and lightning attribute that the demon clan was most afraid of, and the slightest contact was a heart-rending pain. Now it has used ten percent of its strength, and it hurts several times.

The new injuries and old pains were added to the situation this time, and the body shook uncontrollably.

What expected!

The rope that maintained the traction and pull-up shook violently for a moment, and the entire body brought a thunderous posture, and it was about to rush down the slope quickly!

The sword cultivators who threw the whip immediately retreated, hid in a safe area, and watched coldly.

A disciple with a higher cultivation, a tiger's back, and a pair of copper bell eyes, even coldly threatened:

"If a stone falls and smashes the stone below, you will all die!"

Where is this if the stone is broken, they will die, and if the boulder falls, they will all lose their lives! The demons dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and they used all their strength.

The hairy-eared little demon's palms were torn out of blood by the hemp rope that pulled the boulder, but he still held a bloody hemp rope, desperately trying to stop the car from sliding backwards and smashing the flesh and blood of the demons in the cart into a meat pie.

But the car continued to slide and did not stop.

A trace of despair crossed the eyes of the hairy-eared little demon, and he shouted loudly:

"Get out of the way!"

But there was no demon left beside him, and every demon was silently exerting force, trying to push the car up, but the boulder was too heavy. The downward trend, although slowing down, continued to retreat uncontrollably and unstoppably. The rubble on the top of my head fell even more at once!

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, you guys! Let me die alone, and if I die, I won't suffer, why are you still here! ”

The evil voice of the demon led by him has learned the usual posture of the sword cultivation disciples, but the soft and protective attitude in the bottom of his heart is easily revealed, which will only make the demons red-eyed and more determined.

The demons pushing the cart grabbed the cart hard and didn't dare to let go, otherwise the demons led by it would definitely be taken down by the wheels and lose their lives.

For a while, only the sound of "creaking and rattling" sounded hard, and everyone was working hard and did not flinch. A few nearby sword cultivators with higher cultivation shook their heads mockingly, originally one monster took the car, and the rest of the little demons still had a chance to escape, but now none of them can survive.

The other demons on the flat ground closed their eyes slightly, and couldn't bear to look at it, like today's tragedy, they had seen it countless times, and too much of their blood and tears had been shed on this land.

The boulder slowly sank, silently writing the end of the cart demons.

Suddenly, the "crunch" sound suddenly stopped, as if a force appeared out of thin air, suddenly pushed the car up, rushed up, and went to the flat ground.

The hairy-eared little demon was overjoyed, and immediately became nervous and scared, and he stretched out his hand to block the distance of the car, not wanting to be seen by the people guarding outside the cave.

But when the outstretched hand touched the car, the car suddenly stopped and did not move forward.

The hairy-eared little demon was even more shocked in his heart, and looked around hesitantly, but before he could find anything, several sword cultivation disciples walked in from outside the cave.

The entrance to the cave is wide, and near the entrance is already a short stretch of flat land, five or six meters away from the descending ramp.

Therefore, the situation just now was not discovered by the sword cultivation disciples. But the disciple with the bronze bell eyes looked at the car and did not move, and the irritability that he was afraid of the car falling just now suddenly turned into even more anger.

"This is the last car, don't push it yet! Delay the lower value of the brothers, see if we don't strip you naked! ”

The leather whip flicked around, and several whips fell on the hairy-eared little demon. But he was silent and endured in silence.

As soon as the muscles of his arms moved, the car behind him had slowly moved forward, and it was difficult to get out of the hole.

The other compartment.

Sang Ling took away the trick, and the trick to push the car out of thin air just now was made by her.

Now, the night was darker, it seemed that it was almost the time of the next duty, only three disciples were left here to take care of it, and the rest of the people had already sneaked down the mountain to go back, and she knew that the time had come.

Several lights went out one after another, and the light suddenly became even dimmer.

The disciples of the sword cultivator hurriedly locked a group of little demons in a cage, and then impatiently went down the mountain together.

"I used to be able to go back before dusk, but now I have to do it in the middle of the night, I really don't know what tricks are up there."

"Why else is it that these little demons with low mana are driven here, isn't it just to build a mansion for the only daughter of the city lord."

"Tut-tut, you see, a mortal is just a good father who is so powerful, but he is just a courtesy, and he is not at peace."

The three of them talked and complained.

Sang Ling, who was following behind, heard a few ears, but it was a trick to cast a spell, and one of the knives loosened the buckle around the waist, only to hear the sound of "ping pong", and the saber actually fell into the bushes next to it and rolled all the way down.

That disciple suddenly felt a loosening of his waist, and the saber actually fell.

The knife is the life of the knife cultivator, and sometimes, it is as high as life.

Now, the saber fell, he was even more panicked, a tiger rushed over, but he didn't expect the saber to go all the way down, rolling extremely fast, and suddenly brushed his fingers and quickly rolled down.

"Hey, my knife!"

The disciple with the bronze bell eye chased after him like a dog, and the two disciples behind him also followed, wanting to help.

But this place is full of loess ravines, there is not even a piece of turf left, and the saber does not even have a block to stop it, and it rolls so smoothly and slippery that it is impossible to catch up with it at once.

Finally.

Just listen to the sound of the "bell".

The saber stopped rolling, and the disciple of the bronze bell eye was a joy, and before he could bend down to pick it up, he saw a slender hand at the foot of the mountain picking up his saber and handing it over.

"I'll give you something."

The three of them looked up, and in the dim light, it seemed that the person in front of them would shine, clear and gentle, and had an outstanding temperament. A thought crossed everyone's hearts at the same time, and there was a pity in their eyes.

This is the place at the foot of the mountain, where the stone monument comes down from the path.

Sang Ling was dressed as an ordinary male cultivator, and her facial features were covered with aura, turning into an ordinary and delicate appearance. This is an image that is convenient to appear in the city, and it is also suitable for dealing with people in the cultivation realm.

The one who lost the knife was much more polite in front of Sang Ling, thanked him, took the knife, and when he buckled it back, he deliberately increased the force in his hand and tied the buckle tightly.

"Hahaha, it won't fall off again this time."

Sang Ling nodded in agreement, yes, I won't get rid of your knife next time. With a polite smile on her face, she bowed and asked:

"Dare to ask a few Dao brothers, when will this Longnan City open, I was pointed to the wrong way on the road, this is past the time to enter the city, I don't know how long to wait?"

The few sword cultivators saw that Sang Ling was young and her cultivation was not low, and as soon as they were not in front of the demon clan, they also returned the salute, and said very politely:

"This opening time is at the end of the day, but we are disciples of the city lord of Longnan City, and we are on a mission, but we have this privilege to enter the city now."

The last sentence of the disciple of the bronze bell eye was slurred, and he was a little hesitant to the monk who had just helped him pick up the knife.

Wen Qin knew the elegance, Sang Ling didn't kick her nose in the face, and took the initiative to change the topic:

"Hahaha, all the Dao brothers have worked hard and done tasks for the city lord, so they have the privilege to return to the city in the middle of the night. I don't know, what task are you busy with, and you have got it now? ”

Seeing that Sang Ling didn't get an inch, but came with a high hat and an open mouth, the three sword cultivation disciples suddenly became much closer to her, and when they heard that they were asking about the task, the stomach full of complaints was instantly aroused, and they all spit out at once:

"It's not Zang Lingling yet!"

"Oh, it's the only daughter of the city lord, the only heir, who has loved it like a treasure since she was a child, holding it in the palm of her hand. Looking at it like a ball, now that the eldest lady is sixteen years old, she is considered an adult, and she opens her mouth to be a mansion! ”

"A mansion! We have the most yellow mud and the least stones, and we have to build a mansion, so hundreds or thousands of stones are not enough. ”

"As soon as we come and go, we disciples will suffer, and we don't have to cultivate, so we come here every day and let those cheap demons dig stones....... ah!"

The most arrogant brass bell-eyed disciple suddenly screamed, his feet slipped, and he fell into the ravine next to him with a thud, gnawing a mouthful of yellow mud.

Sang Ling silently retracted her stumbling foot and immediately called someone to save her:

"Little brother, are you okay, oops, I didn't see the road under my feet clearly when it was dark, and I fell so hard."

The disciple spat out the mud in his mouth, and couldn't tell how he fell, so he could only kick the pit a few times in anger before crawling out of the ravine with the hands of the other two disciples.

At the same time, he smiled at Sang Ling, who was the culprit, and was grateful:

"It's me who didn't pay attention, thank you Brother Dao."

"Little things."

Sang Ling squinted and smiled, blocking the cold murder in his eyes-

A mouthful of yellow mud is just to wash his heart and mouth, as for the rest?

Sang Ling suddenly smiled even more kindly, and said gently:

"A few people should be careful, the terrain here is complicated, and it is dark and you can't see the road clearly, which is the most dangerous."