Chapter 970: Scraping the ground
It even took a full hour to artificially design a dangerous, but reasonable trap, and repeated the simulation in its mind to confirm that there would be no loopholes in its own statement, before it breathed a sigh of relief.
"Now..."
"The only doubt that exists is that I just subconsciously ran the exercises, and my mental power has increased by one percent."
"It's very doubtful."
While thinking, the six-tailed fox gritted his teeth, and his demonic energy rushed straight to his brain.
With a muffled snort, the six-tailed fox became very weak, and his mental power also dissipated by about one percent, and he collapsed against the wall, panting heavily.
"As long as the demon lord doesn't lose his heart and tortures every demon beast that walks out of the ruins, I will be safe and sound."
"No..."
"Demon Lord, it's possible to do this..."
For a moment, the six-tailed fox smiled bitterly.
What the hell is this?
I just poured blood mold inexplicably!
"If I take the exercises and take refuge in the human race at this time, can I be a vote..."
"No, those guys of the human race, they are completely unreasonable, and there is a high probability that they will let me go back to the demon domain and be an undercover agent."
"My only advantage right now is probably that I know a little bit more than the other hapless guys."
For some reason, it felt a little relieved to think of another member of the same clan who had not joined them for a long time.
No matter what I say, I still know that I am about to face danger.
That guy, I'm afraid that the first time he goes out, he will be arrested, and he won't know what happened until he dies.
In other words, the demon lord killed himself, and he knew that he was not unjust.
The one...
Gee.
The six-tailed fox shook his head, let out a soft sigh again, and slowly closed his eyes in the cave, completely hiding his breath.
As for the heart-rending cry of the demon lord's sister-in-law dozens of miles away, the hint to it...
It's too far away to be heard at all.
At the same time, for the rest of their lives, Zhao Zicheng and the others also hung the demon lord's concubine on a tree and began to search for other buildings and rooms in this space.
It's a small space, but the benefits are huge.
The spars harvested before are generally used as natural treasures in the human race, to strengthen awakenings, or to make weapons and medicinal materials.
But after absorbing the memories transmitted by the nine-tailed fox, the rest of his life knew that in the ancient Heavenly Clan, the effect was similar to that of the demon crystal, and it was an existence used to absorb energy in their cultivation system.
In addition to these spars, there are many ingredients for feeding pets, which are usually planted in the backyard of the pet house, and a small garden has been specially created.
Due to the fact that in the pet room, even the weakest of these pets start at level six, resulting in a particularly high level of those demon plants!
What Zhao Zicheng is looking forward to the most for the rest of his life is one of the buildings that resembles an arsenal.
The weapon used by that kind of strong master must be anti-heaven.
Of course, they were right.
The shelves for weapons alone are extremely luxurious, especially in the center, where there are three exquisite stands, highlighting its special place.
Pity...
There are only shelves and booths left.
The weapons on it were missing, and the shelves were covered with a thick layer of dust.
Zhao Zicheng's face was dark, and he dismantled the shelf with a look of resentment, and stuffed it into the mountain and sea bottle for the rest of his life, pursuing the idea that thieves will not go empty.
After walking around the entire space, the two of them were like bandits robbing houses, tearing down everything they could see in front of them, but everything that could be demolished.
Even the threshold was not spared.
Including a crooked-necked tree planted outside the building, it was chopped down by Zhao Zicheng with an axe and packed and taken away.
In his words, in case they lose their eyes, what kind of high-grade ancient tree is this?
It's like a few pebbles in the yard, why haven't they broken after so many years?
There are bound to be surprises!
So, when the two of them walked out of the space one after the other, carrying the demon lord's sister-in-law, the space had become a mess.
The two stood at the door of the basin building, turning to look behind them.
The rest of his life was thoughtful, as if he had a whim: "Can I take this space into my own space and release it to the Ink Academy..."
While talking, he and Zhao Zicheng glanced at each other, and their eyes... It's lit up!
Sun Wen hid in the corner, looking blankly at the rest of his life that appeared out of thin air, Zhao Zicheng, and saw the demon lord's sister-in-law who was kidnapped by them.
Even at this time, he was very calm, as if he had already guessed that he would do this for the rest of his life.
But then, the two of them seemed to be going to move the huge castle, and they insisted on holding a big pillar to lift it, this operation, Sun Wen really didn't understand.
"These two... Crazy! ”
He got up in a hurry, trotted out, and stood behind the two, admiring their feat without saying a word.
"Look at what a lot of fun!"
"Come over and take a hand, see if the foundation of this thing is stable, if it's unstable, just pack it and take it away!"
Zhao Zicheng tried to spread his hands, hugging the pillar in front of him, and couldn't help rolling his eyes when he saw Sun Wen, and muttered.
"Huh?"
Sun Wen became even more dazed for a while.
"There's a space inside..."
Zhao Zicheng just explained quietly, but Sun Wen understood it in seconds.
In the last second, he was still looking at the two of them with disdain, but in the next second, Sun Wen also rolled up his sleeves, hugged a stone pillar, gritted his teeth and lifted it, perfectly integrating into the fool's camp.
Only the demon lord's sister-in-law, who was thrown on the ground at random, was still whining and shouting, expecting the six-tailed fox to hide not far from the exit and observe himself.
And then through his rhythmic whining, he judged that there was a big problem with the exercise being opened the back door.
But after all, it's just the best prayer.