Chapter 297: Infiltrating the Demon Realm
Su Tang's face changed slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "I have to think about it for two days." β
Let the girl get a pass in Blackwater City, maybe something will happen, and finally be peaceful for a few days, she doesn't want to live that kind of life of being scared and being searched four or five times a day.
Fu Zhu was just about to open her mouth to agree, but Tianfang floated past her with a smoke and said cautiously: "Su Tang, two days is too long, can you consider shortening it?" β
After saying that, she floated back to the same place, as if she was afraid that Su Tang would be angry, so she stayed away and didn't seem so obtrusive.
Su Tang gave a cold "um", didn't even take the bamboo basket away, and turned to leave.
Tianfang looked at the courtyard wall in a depressed mood, and asked sullenly, "Is she angry with me?" β
"It's not." Fu Zhu explained softly, "Su Tang is just worried about you and doesn't want you to go on an adventure in the Demon Realm. β
But she was reluctant to refuse Tianfang's request, she was actually a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted person.
After Tianfang heard this, the expression on her face was finally soothed, and her happiness was mixed with melancholy, and she said to herself: "This is the last thing I trouble her." β
After she leaves, Su Tang will be able to return to her former stable and peaceful life, and they will never be involved again.
This is probably the last thing she can do for Su Tang.
The moonlight shone through the window on the low bed, Su Tang covered the cloth tightly, it was still too cold to sleep, she put on a coat and got up, did not light the lamp, and rummaged in the house by the moonlight to find something.
The thin layer of the earthen wall seemed to be audible even the sound of the long breathing next door, and Su Tang didn't dare to make the movement bigger, and rummaged through all the places in the house that could be stored.
These places were so obvious, she shouldn't have put things in any of them.
Su Tang's eyes swept to the loess under the bed, opened his thumb and index finger, began to measure from the head of the bed, stopped after four times, retreated a little, and dug down the soil.
After a while, she dug into the hard object, sped up, and took it out.
It was an unremarkable wooden plaque with the word "Tong" engraved on the front and a flower shaped like a full moon carved on the back.
Su Tang has never seen this kind of flower, but he has heard that this flower is called "moonlight", and there is only the moonlight poured by the silver moon on the land of the demon world, and it is quite appropriate to use this flower to symbolize the demon world.
The pass is carved from the unique heaven and earth wood of the Demon Realm, and it is almost impossible to imitate it.
So she didn't want the girl to get the pass by herself, once she was found to be a fraud, the entire Blackwater City would fall into a panic.
The pass in her hand was picked up by a dead man many years ago, and even if it was traced, it would not be able to find her.
Su Tang pinched the pass order and lay back on the bed, the cold cloth did not play any role in keeping out the cold, and he slept very unsteadily all night, and when the day was about to dawn, he dressed and went out.
At midnight, the whole of Blackwater City was still quiet. The fog is thick, making it easier to hide your figure.
Smack.
Something was thrown in from outside the wall, Fu Zhu jumped down from the attic, picked up the mist of the pass, and turned around, Tianfang stood behind him, with a shallow sorrow on his beautiful face.
After the fog, thousands of strands of gold threads pierced through the thick demon clouds and pierced out.
The demon soldiers guarding the city casually glanced at the passage order of the rune beads and let her go.
"Blackwater City hasn't seen the sun for many days, and the sun is really warm today!"
"Hehe, we're lucky, we just got to Blackwater City and we saw the sun." The demon soldier stretches out his arms and soaks up the sun.
And the Demon Realm, which is separated from Blackwater City by a line, doesn't even have moonlight today, it's gray, and you can only see sporadic torches when you get closer.
"Fu Zhu, I feel a little depressed ahead." Tianfang's voice came from inside the Shulan Dzi, "Let's take a detour." β
"Okay."
She gently descended and descended from the other side of the hill.
Fu Zhu has not forgotten the purpose of coming to the Demon Realm, so naturally there will be no extraneous branches.
What's more, Tianfang is protected by Shulan Dzi, and they all feel that the front is depressed, and if they get closer, I'm afraid it will be even more uncomfortable.
However, as soon as she turned around, a wisp of black gas swept towards the hillside, rolling red light.
Kengββ
Fu Zhu held the Dulu Sword to meet the giant sword emerging from the black mist, and in an instant, he retracted his palm and shot out an open fire curse seal.
Her movements were too fast, and the black mist only saw a flash of light, and she didn't see any weapons the girl had at all.
"Terran?"
The hoarse and harsh sound was like the "creaking" of an old waterwheel.
Fu Zhu squinted, and saw a red lantern fluttering in the black mist, and the black qi was divided into several strands, and spiraled around them, turning into a man's appearance.
His pale, cold hand grasped the lantern pole.
"Yuanjia Demon Lord, your Yuan Soul is not stable, this human race should be handed over to us to deal with."
A short, sturdy old man, carrying a torch, climbed up the hill.
He was followed by a group of demons who looked like small hills and had ugly faces.
Fu Zhu couldn't help but smile contemptuously when he heard him call the man, and his voice was obvious in the dark night, so obvious that it could not be ignored.
"Bold!" The old man pointed at the girl and scolded, "In front of Lord Demon Lord, you dare to be rude!" β
"His strength is still far from the realm of the Demon Lord."
The girl's fluttering voice made the old man nervous, "Who are you?" β
Unless she had fought with the real Demon Lord, how would she know that the Yuanjia Demon Lord was only the strength of the Pseudo-Demon Lord.
The demon clan behind him who couldn't hold his breath shouted: "After tonight's sacrifice, we will soon have a real demon lord!" β
The old man turned his head and shouted, "Shut up! β
How could he tell such an important thing to a girl of unknown origin, it's really a brainless thing!
Sure enough, it's a low-level demon race, and there is no wisdom.
Fu Zhu looked into the distance, her eyes were good, and she vaguely saw a black altar, "You want to make a demon lord out?" β
"Do the other Demon Lords know about this?"
The old man's eyes flashed fiercely, "Since you know this secret, you must die!" β
Fu Zhu thought it was funny, "Could it be that if I don't know this secret, you will let me go?" β
The old man snorted, "Of course not. β
He smiled strangely, "When the Yuanjia Demon Lord devours your soul, he will definitely become the most powerful Demon Lord in the history of the Demon Realm, and maybe he will become the second Demon Lord in the Demon Realm." β
"What if the other Demon Lords don't agree? In the Demon Realm, strength is always respected! β
"When we find the Demon King Order, the entire Demon Realm will be in the hands of our Dream Clan, hahahaha!"
A sharp wheel of light, split in two, slashed left and right, the old man's gloomy laughter stopped, and his body turned into a black mist that filled the air, and gathered again after a while.
His eyes were cold, he beckoned, and commanded: "Array, be sure to trap and kill the people in front of you!" β
Dozens of demons, set up in formation, tall bodies, like standing rocks, covering the surrounding yin wind, that Yuanjia Demon Lord carried a red lantern, didn't look at this side, looked into the distance.
The old man bent down beside him and said, "The human race is full of lies, you don't have to take what that little girl says, you don't have to take it to heart. β