The bright moon is like a hook, and the clear light is like water.

The ravines are vast, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and there are faint bursts of ape and crane chirping in the mountains. On the steep and convex cliff, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, the green pine is proud, a rich and gorgeous pavilion is hidden in the green tree branches, and the word "Zhu Lou" is written on the door.

Outside the building, there is a stream of water, connected by a stone bridge.

Some people came from the forest, crossed the stone bridge, and went to the Zhu Tower.

Incense was burning in the building, and an old man sat in silence, bowing his eyebrows and bowing his head, holding a purple and gold pipe with a long rod in his hand, with a confused expression.

A young man with clear eyebrows held a bamboo slip in his hand and stood quietly beside the old man.

A black-robed man walked into the building, his face covered with a demon mask, and walked towards the old man.

As if he had just woken up, the old man slowly opened his confused eyes and looked at the visitor.

"Why are you here?"

The voice is hoarse and obscure, low and gloomy.

The black-robed man was silent, and his gaze fell on the huge wall behind the old man.

There are no less than 10,000 names listed on the wall, and there is a corresponding reward written next to the name, as long as anyone can kill the name on the wall, they can get the corresponding reward, or if you take out the item written after the name, you can ask Zhu Lou to kill that person.

Even the several demon kings who reigned supreme in the 100,000 mountains could see their names on the wall, and even thickened them with a vermilion pen as if they were invisible.

However, the names of those demon kings are all written behind the unicorn horns, Kui ox bones, golden black feathers, Kunpeng wings and other sacred objects that only exist in legends, and none of them must be able to take them out.

Of course, as long as you can take out what Zhu Lou wants, whether it is killing people or something else, Zhu Lou can do it beautifully for you.

After no less than 10,000 years, Zhu Lou's reputation is well-known in Demon Continent, but all the monsters who mix up the name will receive an invitation from Zhu Lou, and with this post, they can enter the building.

"Why are you here?" the old man asked again.

The black-robed man retracted his gaze, looked at the old man and said, "Do you really take any job?"

The old man took a puff of his cigarette holder and said, "As long as you can take out what we want, we can do any dirty work." ”

"I want you to rescue all the people who are being raised in the 100,000 mountains. ”

"Oh. The old man spat out the smoke from his mouth and said lightly: "This matter is indeed a bit troublesome, no, very troublesome! I don't know if the guest is going to die or live?"

The black-robed man said in a deep voice: "Of course it's alive, what am I going to do when I die!"

"That's even more troublesome. The old man glanced at the black-robed man, and then said: "Those mortals are delicate and expensive, they will hurt if they touch it, and they will die if they pinch it, and they will ...... live."

"I wonder what the guests can give us?" asked the old man.

The black-robed man was silent for a while, and then said, "A thousand-year-old demon pill." ”

"Millennial Demon Pill. The old man's thin fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop and said, "Good things are indeed good things, but not to mention a thousand-year-old demon pill, even a hundred, it is not worth our shot."

After all, the demon pill is precious, and it will not be a problem to spend 1,800 years to make hundreds of them by the method of raising pigs and dogs.

If you can't get anything else, please go back. ”

The black-robed man said, "What about the eagle dove's life?"

The old man looked up at the black-robed man with a surprised look in his eyes, and asked, "The Eagle Dove Demon King of the 100,000 Great Mountains?"

"That's right. ”

The old man groped around the table full of cases for a while, and found a map of 100,000 mountains.

"In the past few years, the Demon King Eagle Dove has indeed been in full swing in the 100,000 Great Mountains, and its territory has more than doubled.

His life is worth a lot of money!"

"However, the dignified demon king is not something that anyone can kill if they want to. ”

The black-robed man said coldly: "You don't have to worry about this matter. ”

The old man closed the map and looked at the black-robed man: "Okay, if Your Excellency can really kill the eagle dove, we will take over this errand by Zhu Lou." ”

The black-robed man looked at the old man and said, "Before that, I want you to help me kill someone, and the reward is a thousand-year demon pill." ”

The old man turned his pipe upside down and tapped the edge of the table lightly, knocking the ashes out of the bowl.

"Murder, Zhu Lou is good at this, who does the guest want to kill?"

"Black Wind Old Devil. ”

......

The black-robed man left the Zhu Mansion and passed by a man with a spear and a hat on his back on the stone bridge.

The wind is howling, and the arrows and bamboos are undulating like the sea. The fog was thick, and the man somehow suddenly turned his head to look, but the figure of the black-robed man had lost its traces in the vast night.

And in front of him, the vermilion building also disappeared, as if he knew that it was an uninvited guest, and it was better to go first.

In the Zhu Building, not long after the black-robed man left, the young man standing beside Hua Changsi couldn't help but speak: "The life of a mere eagle dove is to save all the mortals in the 100,000 mountains, Master, this is clearly a loss-making deal!"

"Losing money?" Hua Changsi smiled and said: "If you lose, you can lose it, who can make a steady profit for a lifetime." ”

"But ......"

"Well, no need to say it. Hua Changsi interrupted him, "You go get some Soul Breaking Flowers for me." ”

Moyu flatly refused. "Don't go. ”

"Hurry up. ”

"Master, if you continue like this, you will die. ”

"If you don't take it for me, I'll die now. The black qi slowly crawled from his limbs to Hua Changsi's face, and he gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice.

Mo Yu walked into the darkness, but after a moment, she reappeared, holding two flowers in her hands, the petals of which were as red as blood.

Hua Chang Siyi snatched the Soul Breaker Flower away, picked off the petals and crushed them into powder, and put them in a cigarette bowl.

The flames ignited, the smoke from burning the petals rose and dispersed, Hua Changsi put the purple gold pipe to his mouth, took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression slowly became blurred.

"Moyu, the Black Wind Old Demon will be handed over to you. ”

Mo Yu was puzzled: "A black wind old demon, you can use ......"

"I'll just tell you one word, just come back alive. ”

Mo Yu became more and more puzzled and asked, "Master doesn't think I'm his opponent, so why do you want to?"

The smoke dispersed, enveloping the middle flower Changsi entirely, and in the white smoke, no sound came out.

......

100,000 mountains, outside the snowy mountains.

The smell of blood-red permeated the dead ruins, and the crimson soil was littered with horrific wreckage.

The grass was green, the cold wind was howling, the lightning tore through the sky, the black clouds were churning like surging waves, the thunder sounded from time to time, and the whole sky was shrouded in a dull and desolate atmosphere.

Shiro, when he opened his eyes, it was still dark as far as the eye could see, and the stench of rotting corpses and the peculiar smell of blood and dirt mixed with it were all around.

The north wind blowing through the wasteland and the faint sound of breathing from his nose poured into Shiro's ears, and his mind was buzzing, and the image of arguing with his father kept flashing in his mind.

"Father, you are old, I will lead the Snow Wolf Clan to new glory and become the greatest leader!"

The young man stood in front of his father, his chest held high, and his voice was full of the boy's bravado and rebelliousness.

"Bai, the ancestral training of the Snow Wolf Clan, you must not cross the ice wall in the south, and outside the Great Snow Mountain, it is not a place where our clan should set foot.

If you can't follow the teachings, even if you are my son, I will not let you succeed me as a leader. ”

It was the first time Bai had seen such a serious look on his father's face, he had been afraid, but once he hadn't.

The boy decides to rebel against his aging and memocratic father for the sake of his ideals, believing that he can lead his people to a brighter future.

"Father, you are old, you dare not go out of the snowy mountain, you are afraid of death, you would rather hide in the biting cold wind and steal your life, than dare to take a step forward.

But Father, I am not like you, I am younger and stronger than you, and I want to go out and be a conqueror. ”

"Shiro, I don't allow you to do that, neither as a leader nor as a father!" the old leader roared angrily.

He looked at the old leader with cold eyes and took out the dagger hidden in his arms.

"Father, you can't stop me. ”

Then there was the picture of my father in the snow, with a dagger in his stomach, his eyes open, and his face still with the shocked expression of death, and the warm blood melted the snow beneath him.

His father's face before his death kept appearing in front of his eyes, his face was pale, his wheezing voice gradually intensified, and his head became more and more painful, as if someone was holding an iron vertebrae and wanted to chisel through his brain.

In the space of three months, 100,000 people were wiped out and died in this land full of bones, and he was like a clown, rampaging through the 100,000 mountains, fearless at the beginning and then fleeing from the wilderness.

Every moment a clan died, and all the clansmen died.

He's alive.

"Ahhhh

He flailed his arms frantically and pushed away the corpses one by one.

Dark clouds hissed and pierced the thunder and lightning in the sky, and raindrops fell from the gray sky, falling on the white mouth, which was a bitter taste.

His consciousness became more and more blurred, his eyes intertwined between light and darkness, and in a trance, it seemed that a ball of light was slowly approaching him, very warm.

"Hey, are you still alive......?"