Chapter 7: Saving Lives
"Have you seen that demonic aura you came into contact with just now?"
Zhanlu follows Twilight to save the person Twilight wants to save.
On the way there, Zhan Lu asked.
Twilight answered all the questions, and he didn't even bother to notice when he became so patient.
"Today is the first time I have encountered this demonic energy."
After saying that, Twilight fell silent again, and in his memory, this was indeed the first time he had encountered this demonic energy.
But not only why, the demonic aura was the same as the feeling given to him by the woman in front of him, obviously it was the first time he had met, but there was a sense of familiarity.
The difference is that this feeling of déjà vu is different, and the feeling of the woman in front of him is like a feeling of nostalgia.
And there is some disgust for that demonic energy.
Zhan Lu listened to his answer and fell into deep thought.
She shouldn't have sensed that demonic energy, she was chasing that demonic energy.
It's just that I don't know when that demonic energy was left by the heart demon, and the breath is not strong.
She thought that she would meet the inner demon here tonight, and then she would inevitably fight with the inner demon.
I don't know what kind of realm the demon has cultivated now, so when she fights with Die'er, she doesn't want to spend too much spiritual power.
I wanted to retain my strength and fight with the demons behind Die'er.
But now it seems that there is only Die'er here, a ghost who is about to become a demon, and there is no shadow of a demon.
And Twilight, he doesn't even remember that demonic energy.
It seems that there is probably something wrong with his memory, he has forgotten not only her, but maybe he doesn't remember the past.
In addition to the above two things, she cares more about Die'er's words.
"Who the hell are you, one moment persuade me to hate, and the next moment persuade me to let go."
She just came back today, and it was the first time she and Die'er had met, not to mention that she had only persuaded Die'er to let go, but had never persuaded her to hate.
So who is the person who persuaded Die'er to hate? And that person is likely to look very similar to her, so that Die'er will think that they are a person.
It also shows that before she and Twilight came, someone did come.
Could that person be a demon? Or is it someone else who is very similar to the demonic energy in the heart?
She has just returned to this world, and the information she currently has is insufficient, and she has no clue, so she can only put aside these thoughts for the time being, and then check slowly.
Without the Butterfly Enchantment to hide, Twilight quickly found the Mao Zheng people who were piled together.
Zhan Lu looked at the tragic situation in front of her and couldn't help but sigh: The one named Die'er is really only gentle to the person she loves.
Look at this arrangement, what's the difference between this and stacking wood?
A few of them are still unconscious, and Twilight casts a spell on them, only Dai Peijiu wakes up.
The other three were too shallow to know how long they would be asleep.
Twilight tugged at the collar of Umasa's coat and dragged him out and set him aside.
He has always been cold and hates physical contact with others.
He skillfully picked up the belt with the hilt of his sword and picked the man up.
I'm going to take it back with me.
Instead, he used the other end of the sword to pick up Liu Qinuo's belt.
There is no place for everything.
He has a good sword, and at this moment he is like a flat pole, carrying a big living man at each end.
Seeing this scene, Zhan Lu couldn't help laughing.
Her smile was extraordinarily sweet, a smile that could clear away the gloom in people's hearts.
Her smile happened to be caught in the eyes of Dai Peijiu, who woke up.
Dai Peijiu's first reaction was that he shouldn't save his younger brother and put himself in.
Is this to heaven after death? to see such a dusty and beautiful fairy.
Before he could see enough, Twilight's unheated voice interrupted his thoughts.
No, it was his imagination that was interrupted before he could start thinking about it.
"Your brother, you carry it yourself."
There was no place for his sword anymore.
Looking at the way Qiandui carried people, Dai Peijiu couldn't help laughing.
"No, Senior Brother Qiandu, I've heard that you are not close to people, you love cleanliness, you have a habit of cleanliness, and others can't easily touch a corner of your clothes, but you are too ......"
"How so?"
He organized the language, "Your apprentice is right, forget it, this kid has rough skin and thick flesh, and he can withstand construction."
But although that little junior sister really doesn't look like a woman, she is also a woman, and you don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. ”
He laughed as he spoke.
Qiandu glanced at him lightly, "You know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, you come?" ”
Dai Peijiu immediately confessed, waved his hand, and quickly refused, "Forget it, I can't afford it." ”
said that he silently carried his younger brother, saying that his hands were full, and there was no place to give them to the little junior sister, but don't stuff it to yourself.
The group walked towards the inn, and Dai Peijiu saw that the woman who was smiling beautifully just now, and who was also beautiful when she wasn't smiling, was also following her.
Then he asked, "What a coincidence, the girl can also meet by chance in such a situation." ”
Zhan Lu glanced at him and ignored him.
Dai Peijiu cheekily continued, "Girl, don't ignore people, meeting is fate, it's better to make a friend, under Dai Peijiu, dare to ask the girl's name?" ”
Zhan Lu finally admired his face and ignored him, "Zhan Lu, blue Zhan, dew of dewdrops." ”
Dai Peijiu felt a little subtle, this woman really took care of herself and answered her own questions.
But when she said her name, she looked at Twilight.
It was as if he had helped Twilight ask for the girl's name.
And this girl seems to be deliberately trying to introduce herself to Twilight.
Well, Senior Brother Qiandu, a high-cold and ascetic immortal, is indeed more popular and more pleasing to girls than him.
He is handsome, white-clothed and snowy, fairy-like, ascetic and cold, like a sacrosanct immortal.
Let the women only look up, but they will not get it.
But women in the world are so magical, the more this kind of male god is not easy to touch, the more they like to chase it.
As a result, in the end, you may not be able to change the male god's eyes, what's the point? Moved yourself?
Dai Peijiu sighed, this Zhanlu girl looks obviously smart and wise, how can she not be exempt from vulgarity.
It's not good to follow the wind, but I like the abstinence of the male god.
Hey, the beauty is destined to end up in tears of sadness, what a pity.
Qiandu, who was walking in front, listened to Zhanlu's self-introduction, and only felt a little familiar, as if once upon a time, somewhere had heard a similar version.
But he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
He suddenly realized that since the woman appeared, he had been listening attentively to her.
Before dawn, several people returned to their respective rooms in the inn to recuperate, planning to leave for the sect after dawn.
The area in the backyard was glowing with fire, and the area was once again covered in darkness by night.
In the depths of the night, a red figure stood in a distant place.
She looked at the inn deeply, and her tone was a little regretful, but also a little imperceptible joy.
"I miscalculated, it turned out that Zhan Lu came back, no wonder you who just demonized are not her opponent."
"But it's still useless for you, not a single immortal monarch has been able to kill and absorb."
"Even if you kill one of them, it won't be so brittle, it's really useless."
"Forget it, don't want a useless subordinate like you."
As she spoke, the woman kicked the skull skeleton on the side.
The eyes were fierce, "Zhan Lu, the coming day is long." Our accounts will one day be clear. ”
After saying that, the woman stepped on the white skeleton under her feet, and then merged with the night.