Volume 3 Heavenly Realm Chapter 110: The Twelve Yuanchen (II)

Gong Cao Yuanchen looked at the person who suddenly appeared, took out a dagger from his waist, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

The person in front of him smiled slightly: "You don't know me?"

The Twelve Yuanchen looked at each other, then shook their heads together.

The person in front of him smiled again: "You don't know me, but I know you." ”

Gong Cao Yuanchen was a little impatient, he pointed at Yang Jian with a dagger, and took a step forward: "Don't talk nonsense, who are you?"

"In Xia Yang Jian!"

said that it was too late, but it was too fast, and I saw an afterimage flashing, and in the next second, Gong Cao Yuanchen's dagger arrived in Yang Jian's hand.

In another second, a stream of true qi emanated from Yang Jian's fingertips, and all twelve Yuanchen fell to the ground.

With a "dang", Yang Jian threw the dagger in his hand to the ground.

The Divine Queen Yuanchen quietly got up behind Yang Jian, he stared at Yang Jian, and tiptoed towards the door.

"Stop!" Yang Jian didn't even look back.

Where was the Queen of God Yuanchen willing to listen to him, and when he saw that he was exposed, he ran outside like a desperate person.

Yang Jian picked up a jujube core from the ground and blew on it, and the jujube core disappeared instantly.

The Queen of God Yuanchen just ran out of the door, but a jujube core flew head-on, he didn't have time to dodge, and the jujube core was directly embedded in his nostrils.

"Oops!" the Queen of God Yuanchen covered his nose, blood flowing down his fingers.

Yang Jian leaned back in his chair, looked at the twelve Yuanchen who fell to the ground, and asked, "Who are you?"

Twelve Yuanchen looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

Yang Jian straightened his shirt and set his eyes on Gong Cao Yuanchen's body: "Let me ask again, who are you?"

"II............ Jiro Zhenjun, I'm ............ We are twelve, you ............ Don't you know us?" Gong Cao Yuanchen looked at Yang Jian and forcibly squeezed out a smile, which was stiff and false, and completely responded to that sentence: Laughing is more ugly than crying.

"Don't let me ask a third time!" Yang Jian instantly put the three-pointed and two-edged knife on Gong Cao Yuanchen's neck.

"Erlang Zhenjun spares his life! I say! I say it all!" Gong Cao was frightened, he knelt on the ground and begged Yang Jian for mercy.

"Say!"

"Erlang Zhenjun, I'............ We are actually demons in hell. Speaking of this, Gong Cao Yuanchen lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Yang Jian's eyes.

"Nonsense! If you are transformed by evil ghosts, how can I not see the three-eyed divine light?" Yang Jian stretched the three-pointed two-edged knife forward by another inch.

"Erlang Zhenjun Mingjian! I really didn't lie, I don't believe you asked them. Gong Cao Yuanchen pointed to the remaining eleven people and said.

Yang Jian moved his gaze to the others: "What he said is true?"

"Uh-huh-hmm............" the others nodded as if they were pounding garlic.

Yang Jian put away the three-pointed two-edged knife, sat down again, and said, "Get up!"

"Thank you Erlang Zhenjun! Thank you Erlang Zhenjun!" Twelve Yuanchen hurriedly got up, they patted the dust on their bodies, and stood in a row, no one dared to look up at Yang Jian.

"What the hell is going on? You tell me exactly what happened. ”

Hearing this, Twelve Yuanchen looked at each other, they twisted and pinched, and no one spoke.

Yang Jian pointed at Cao Yuanchen: "You come!"

"Huh?" Gong Cao Yuanchen raised his head, looked at Yang Jian, who was sitting precariously, his heart trembled, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "Okay! Okay! I said!"

Immediately afterwards, Gong Cao Yuanchen began his narration:

The twelve of us were evil spirits in the hell of Abi, and in hell, we had to suffer all kinds of torture every day, and so on, endlessly, painfully, worse than dead.

But one night a year ago, the king of Hades suddenly came to us, and he said to us, "There is a good errand now, and if we promise it, we will not only be able to get out of hell, but also go to heaven to become immortals."

At first, we didn't believe it, but when we thought about it, we would never be able to live forever, so it would be better to inherit it, and if it came true, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?

On the recommendation of Hades, we met a man. This man was dressed in white and wore a mask of demons, and the king of Hades told us that he would be our leader from now on, and that we should listen to him.

Then we went up to heaven under his leadership, but after we went up to heaven we passed out, and when we woke up again, we were twelve yuanchen.

Although it has become the twelfth yuanchen, the demonic energy on our bodies is still there, so we can't show up during the day, and we can only come out at night to move.

Gong Cao Yuanchen finished these words in one breath.

"Demon Mask?" Yang Jian said thoughtfully.

"Exactly. Gong Cao Yuanchen nodded.

"Then have you seen the true face of this demon mask?" Yang Jian asked again.

"I haven't seen it. Gong Cao Yuanchen shook his head: "He has never taken off his mask. ”

"In this Heavenly Court, how many other immortals are fake?"

"I don't know. Gong Cao Yuanchen shook his head again: "We were locked in a dark room during the day, we couldn't come out, and we barely had contact with other people. ”

"I see, you guys, take me to find the Demon Mask!" Yang Jian stood up.

"Huh?" As soon as they heard the words Demon Mask, Twelve Yuanchen's eyes were filled with fear, and their bodies trembled involuntarily, and their heads shook like rattles.

"What, you're afraid of him?" Yang Jian's tone was a little disdainful.

"I............ We don't dare. Twelve Yuanchen lowered his head.

"What's not to dare?"

"If we take you to him, he'll kill us. The Queen of God Yuanchen snorted.

"If you're afraid of him, aren't you afraid of me?" Yang Jian slapped the wall with his palm, and when he raised his hand, a huge crack appeared on the wall.

"This ............" Twelve Yuanchen looked at the wall, then at Yang Jian, hesitated for a long time, and finally, Taiyi Yuanchen stood up: "Erlang Zhenjun, we can take you to find him, but, after finding him, please let us go." ”

Yang Jian didn't think about it, so he replied, "Yes, but you'd better not play tricks." ”

The night was getting deeper.

There was a cold humidity in the air, like a fog. In the distance, the faint moonlight of the Guanghan Palace made the night even quieter.

In the dark night, outside the Tai Sui Palace.

Twelve Yuanchen led the way in front, and Yang Jian followed behind, their steps were particularly light, even lighter than the sound of breathing.

Twelve Yuanchen led Yang Jian out of the Tai Sui Palace, walked a few hundred steps to the south, walked east for another minute, and then passed through a mist and came to a clearing.

"Where's that demon mask?" Yang Jian looked at the empty surroundings, he grabbed Gong Cao Yuanchen and asked sharply.

"That's where we usually meet, and he's going to show up as soon as we come. Gong Cao Yuanchen said.

At that moment, the clearing in front of him suddenly collapsed.

Yang Jian walked over.

I saw a demon mask lying quietly in the pit............