After the Demon Scale Race left the Stone Palace, he climbed to a high place, looked at the bustling and disturbed streets of the Stone City, and shook his head abruptly, "In the blink of an eye, I have been around this Demon City for more than a thousand years!", jumped down from the height, took advantage of the night, and went out of the city overnight.

This demon-scaled human race ran under the moon, extremely fast, like a black arrow walking close to the ground. Every time his powerful legs stepped on the rocks, there was a loud roar, and a large number of stones flew up, leaving a long footprint on the ground.

He seemed to be tireless, running from the moonlit night to the dark sun, then to the gray moon rising into the sky, and then to the sunrise, and so on, he even rushed for nearly half a month, running more than 100,000 miles.

Finally, on the sixteenth day, he stopped in front of an inconspicuous stone mountain, walked around the vicinity, and made sure that there was no danger in the ambush, before he patted the storage bag and took out a black token to urge it.

As the black token emitted a halo of light rippling out, the scenery around the stone mountain was slightly distorted, and a dark crack gradually appeared at the foot of the original mountain, reaching into the ground.

The Demon Scale Terran jumped down, like a meteorite, and fell straight into a crack more than a hundred zhang deep, standing in front of a teleportation array, and then he stood up without hesitation, urging the teleportation array.

The scenery flashed in front of him, and he appeared in an unknown underground cave, surrounded by more than a dozen dusty teleportation arrays in addition to the teleportation array under his feet, and each with a special forbidden magic array around it.

If there are people who are proficient in the formation here, they will immediately find that these teleportation arrays are connected into one, leading to different places, and the destination will change, today this teleportation array may lead to the east, but at night it may be changed to another place!

Of the dozen or so teleportation arrays, only one was always genuine.

The Demon Scale Terran stepped on the seven stars, calculated for a while, and then walked onto a teleportation array on the far right, and with a slight pinch, it teleported out.

This time it was not a deserted cave, but a beautifully decorated stone room, and even the tables and chairs were wrapped in soft silk, completely enclosing the edges and corners, as if to prevent any bumps.

The Demon Scale Race entered here, sighed slightly, pinched the spell, and the black scales on his body were all hidden under the skin, and even the two arms under the ribs were retracted.

In a moment, this demon-scaled human race turned into a real human monk, his face was slightly dark, and he did not look amazing, but his eyes seemed to be an unfathomable pool of water, dark and deep.

The Terran skipped through the stone chambers and went straight to the deepest one, only to find that the stone door was not closed, but hidden, which made him nervous and immediately pushed it open and walked in.

The stone room is also beautifully decorated, and the stone walls are covered with long-haired demon animal skins, although some dust has fallen, but it is still soft, and walking on it is like walking on the grass. In the middle of the stone chamber is a small Aoki coffin also covered with animal skins.

The lid of the coffin was pushed open, and there was no body lying inside!

The Terran was a little anxious, and immediately walked out of the stone chamber, searched around, and finally found it on his stone bed, a petite skeleton entangled in black and white gas.

It was like someone was holding it from behind, huddled into a little ball, like a kitten.

When this human race saw this scene, his heart was astringent.

He walked up lightly, also lying on the stone bed, leaning sideways, hugging the petite skeleton from behind, gently using his arm as a pillow, quietly watching it, and the small skeleton also obediently rubbed, attached to the chest of the Terran, groggy and continued to sleep.

Just watched like that, and I don't know how long it took, Han Ming, who was physically and mentally exhausted, let down all his guards and fell into a deep sleep, everything in his sleep was fine.

In the dream, his concubine was still alive and well, and she could still pout her mouth, stretch out her smooth little jade feet, let him help put on shoes and socks, and scold Ran Qixi for having bad intentions and not being a good maid.

The kind of living concubine who can exhale and have a small temper.

In the dream, he didn't have all his blood and energy, he was still a complete Rahu body, and his cultivation talent was amazing, cultivating the No. 1 Tongtian Demon Skill in the Demon Realm, as well as the Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra with unlimited potential.

Self-dispersion of the Yuan Infant, the loss of the origin, he can not continue to cultivate at all, in the mortal cultivation for a hundred years, in the end can only take the path of demonic qi quenching, more than a thousand years, with various means, experienced many life and death tribulations, but can only gain a foothold in this vast demon world, can be worthy of some self-preservation.

But self-protection is useless, since a thousand years, I have watched Concubine Yu's spiritual wisdom dissipate little by little, although I have tried my best to collect all kinds of spiritual things that are useful to the soul, but I can only slow down this process, and I can't do anything else at all!

Now, she's almost a psychic skeleton, with only the remnants of her instincts wandering.

The dream is worry-free, but after all, he has to wake up, he suddenly woke up from a deep sleep, there is no time, if he can't find a treasure that nourishes the soul with a great history, the concubine can't even last three hundred years.

Han Ming got up slowly, gently picked up the petite skeleton in his arms, and walked all the way into the stone room where the small Aoki coffin was placed, gently put the small skeleton into it, and prepared to close the lid of the coffin.

But before he could pull out his hand, two small arm bones were on his arm, dragging him, although there was no flesh and blood on the skull, and he couldn't make an expression, but that posture was clearly aggrieved.

She didn't seem to want to be locked up in a coffin.

Although he has long lost his mind, he is just confused, but he is still so dependent on him, and when he wakes up, he will instinctively run to his bed, although there is no him, and he also poses with him.

"Don't be afraid, concubine, I will definitely recall your spiritual wisdom, even if it is to slaughter the city and sacrifice the world, I will do it with all my might!" Han Ming's eyes flashed with anger, in the past thousand years, with his extremely poor qualifications, he has refined his dilapidated body to the peak of the god transformation, and he has experienced so many life and death tribulations, and his heart has already been as cold and hard as meteoric iron, and it is no longer comparable to when he was in the human world before!

Now, what the human body and the underworld body don't want to do, he may not hesitate!

Gently placing Concubine Yu in the coffin carved from the soul green wood, Han Ming took a long breath, and then carried the green wood coffin out of another opaque black iron hanging coffin, and then pulled out the green gold chain under the coffin, trapped the coffin, and tied it to his body.

When passing by the stone room where the guests were entertained, he seemed to remember something, and with a light step on the floor tiles, ten jars covered with mud flew out, nine jars were put away by him, and one jar fell lightly on the stone table.

At this time, there was a tooth-sore friction in the coffin behind him, as if something was grasping the Aoki coffin.

"Concubine, we won't stay in Mozhou anymore, go to the Great Clan, go find medicine for you!" Han Ming said softly.

The friction behind him stopped, not because he understood his words, but because he heard a familiar voice, he could feel at ease.

Reappearing in the stone cave full of teleportation arrays, Han Ming calculated for a while, chose one of the middle formations, and with a slight pinch, the teleportation array suddenly shone brightly.

More than 1,000 miles away, on the deserted Gobi Desert, a tall figure carrying a heavy black coffin on his back, breaking through layers of solid rock formations, and landing steadily on the ground, then stepped on the ground with both paws, turned into a streamer, and flew away into the distance.

The three black suns in the west are about to set, and the already gray light is even dimmer, and the black monster is walking in the direction of the setting sun, and the shadow is stretched long, long, lonely and distant.

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