Yuan Chen didn't know why he could see such rich emotions on that dog's face.
"Being fooled around?"
In an instant, Yuan Chen understood the profound meaning.
I suddenly felt creepy.
Who is playing tricks on him!?
white?
Gugu?
Wang Xiaoyu?
Or Zhang Ming?
Could it be the Heart of the Immortal Sword?
Yuan Chen subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the blond boy. It happened that Xiao Jianjian was also looking at Yuan Chen.
Xiao Jianjian glared at Yuan Chen, not looking sinister and cunning at all, but more like an angry child.
Could it be that it can see through my heart?
At this moment, Yuan Chen discovered that a small head had emerged from his chest. The small head first glanced at Yuan Chen, and then stared at the blond boy. The two seemed to be mortal enemies.
The owner of this little head is naturally Lu Youfeng. This sable has fallen into a deep sleep since it left the deep mountains and forests. Yuan Chen wanted to stuff it into his pocket, but he found that the pocket of the combat uniform was too small.
Can't fit it in.
In desperation, she could only stuff him into her arms.
This is also a habit of mortals in the world of mortals who trace their origins to the mainland.
Yuan Chen also came out of the world of mortals, so he naturally developed a habit.
Once you have done something, you will naturally forget about it.
Therefore, Sable Yuanchen really forgot about it.
Could it be that Sable was the one who fooled him around?
There was no time to think too much, because Yuan Chen saw that the blond boy was about to turn into Xuanyuan Sword again.
"Don't be impulsive, this is my demon pet."
"Demon pet?!" The blond boy's hair exploded, and each blond hair seemed like needles pricking Yuan Chen's chin.
The blood flowed down and dripped on the sable's body.
"Little Jianjian..."
Yuan Chen's vision blurred for a while, and he gradually lost focus.
It must have been due to excessive blood loss. Xuanyuan Sword's head is naturally very strong, and Wang Xiaoyu's physical body is also very weak.
In fact, there is one thing that Yuan Chen himself cannot deny, Wang Xiaoyu is dead.
No matter how much Yuan Chen nourishes himself with dragon air and nourishes him with the breath of his soul, the fact that his body is dead and his soul is transcendent is really irreversible.
There really is no second source of dust in this world.
After hearing the three words "Xiao Jianjian", the blond boy's eyes became more determined.
Golden light flashed, Wang Xiaoyu's head exploded instantly, and blood covered the ground.
Sable was completely shocked by this scene.
Once upon a time, this man was a bad guy and a person who deserved to die. He killed his whole family and even seriously injured him.
But later, he understood the truth and knew that the man was actually a good person.
Three hundred years of life are actually not as thrilling and fulfilling as what happened in the past few days.
The life in the deep mountains allowed Sable to maintain an ethereal mentality, daring to love and hate.
He knew that the man was actually dead, and he did not deny that he had given his gratitude to the man in front of him, but he did not feel that he had done anything wrong.
Because the truth was given to him by the person in front of him.
He couldn't feel any special regard for this person.
This person seemed to have a certain temperament that subtly gave him a sense of surrender.
Now he is dead!
Sable's eyes were red, staring intently at that trace of blood.
Suddenly, the purple fur all over the sable's body turned into blood.
This seemed to be done in the blink of an eye, so much so that the blond boy squinted his eyes.
The next moment, the red-haired sable rushed towards the blond boy.
The next moment, Sable flew out and fell into a pool of blood.
Just as the blond boy was about to turn around, a red light rushed over.
The claws are so sharp that if it were to catch an ordinary person, that person would die or lose a layer of skin.
But the blond boy is not an ordinary person. To be precise, he is not a human being at all.
He doesn't even have a soul.
On the inside, he has the heart of a sword that has killed immortals, while on the outside, he has a sword that has been dusty for a long time.
The blond boy didn't stop at all and kept turning around.
The red light didn't even get close to the blond boy before it was knocked away by an invisible golden light.
After spitting out several large mouthfuls of blood, Lu Youfeng's eyes gradually lost their luster, but he still crawled towards the blond boy.
The blond boy frowned, but ignored Lu Youfeng and walked towards the little puppy.
The little puppy, who was fainting, suddenly moved his ears, and then narrowed his eyes. When he saw the blond boy walking towards this direction, he immediately became furious.
"What do you...want to do? Don't come over."
"Stop pretending! I'm annoyed!" The blond boy took nine steps and turned into a Xuanyuan sword, slashing at the little naughty dog.
The panicked face of the little nanny instantly calmed down. He raised his hand gently, and his hand was filled with black. He didn't care about the sword at all, and he was still smiling: "The sword spirit of Xuanyuan Sword has disappeared long ago. I
I don’t know who you are, and I don’t want to know who you are, but since you want me to die, then I can only let you die. With the strength of your soul, it is impossible to exert the true power of Xuanyuan Sword.”
The golden light fell and the little puppy split into two halves.
The soul inside was also divided into two halves, and then scattered into many pieces, ready to escape.
But every famous sword must have a sword domain.
In the sword field formed by golden light, Xuanyuan Sword is the judge.
The scattered soul fragments all felt a golden light slashing towards them.
"No, you are definitely not Xuanyuan Sword Sword Spirit. Xuanyuan Sword Sword Spirit has died long ago. Who are you? I cannot die. I am the Lord of Hell, and I am the King of Hell."
"Nirvana system, come and help me. You promised me that I will control that body and you will protect me."
"I'm going to die now, why don't you try to save me?"
The sound could not be transmitted at all, and the sword light fell again.
Everything returns to silence.
The blond boy appeared again. He walked back to Wang Xiaoyu and kicked him.
A figure floated out of Wang Xiaoyu's body. He was a little confused at first, but then Yuan Chen's eyes focused, and then he stared at the exquisitely carved boy in front of him.
Yuan Chen did not criticize the other party harshly, nor did he reprimand the other party. He just looked around and asked: "Is it over?"
The blond boy stared at Yuan Chen's soul with burning eyes and said nothing.
Yuan Chen stroked his forehead and said with some difficulty: "Little... Jian... Jian, you... are... awesome."
The blond boy smiled happily, and then glanced at the sable lying on the corpse.
At this time, the sable has recovered its original purple fur, but he was serious before, so now he is on the verge of death.
The blond boy knew that he couldn't let the other person die, so he stepped forward and kicked it too.
Then the sable stood up again, as if it had been injected with chicken blood.
Even as time goes by, sable's hair becomes smoother.
He was still grinning at the blond boy, but after seeing the soul floating above Wang Xiaoyu, he suddenly became excited.
Then it penetrated through Yuan Chen's soul body and fell to the ground.
"Come with me." The blond boy didn't seem to like talking very much, so he talked as little as possible.
Yuan Chen nodded and didn't ask any questions. After he buried Wang Xiaoyu, he and Lu Youfeng followed behind the blond boy.
The shadow of the Black Lord has long since disappeared. As for the mirror in the center of the lake, even if Yuan Chen is greedy, he can't get it.
At a certain moment, Yuan Chen felt that he and Lu Youfeng were like the bodyguards of the blond boy, protecting the little one.
However, the truth is often very hurtful. Now he and Sable combined are no match for this little guy.
Fortunately, this is not my enemy, otherwise I wouldn't know where to cry.
The whole journey was silent.
The scene in hell is naturally not as simple as the late little milk dog described.
Yuan Chen also saw the so-called cheese mountain, which is a mountain made of flesh and blood.
Looking from a distance, there is a stench coming over him. Fortunately, Yuan Chen does not have a physical body at the moment, otherwise he would have to vomit.
Keep going.
They walked through a black forest.
The forest was full of corpses hanging on trees, which was not only terrifying, but also smelled bad.
Currently, hell has left an indelible impression on Yuan Chen.
move on.
It's been a safe journey... Even if something happens, it's the devil's business in hell. What does it have to do with Yuan Chen?
At first, Yuan Chen was a little frightened, but later, Yuan Chen became numb.
Hey, here comes a demon blocking the way...
Oh, here comes another one...
Well, which number is this?
There is no end to the road.
Finally, the blond boy stopped at the foot of a mountain of bones.
This White Bone Mountain is much higher than other terrains.
It's like there is no place on the entire planet higher than this mountain.
This is the White Bone Mountain, a mountain made of piled bones.
As soon as he got closer, Yuan Chen felt a strong evil aura.
"Huh..." Yuan Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Comfortable."
The current source of dust is the soul body.
The Red Flame Seal has always been a painful yoke for Yuan Chen.
It traps the source dust and continues to burn its soul with blazing high temperatures.
Yuan Chen cannot get rid of it, so he can only endure it with gritted teeth.
When he came to Baigu Mountain, he felt as if he had returned home.
"There is actually a huge soul-nurturing formation here, which is really cool."
Yuan Chen is not a saint. He cannot see the White Bone Mountain and just cry out of compassion and then say, "I will avenge you."
But this time, Yuan Chen really wanted to say: "The day you have been waiting for has come."
The reason why Xuanyuan Sword did not rush into the Bone Mountain immediately was because he was accumulating strength.
Normally, he wouldn't have to be so careful.
But after all, this involves the stupid master behind him.
Just as Yuan Chen floated behind Xuanyuan Sword, the opponent moved.
It completed the switch to human sword form in an instant, and then rushed into the Bone Mountain.
Yes, he rushed into the White Bone Mountain, not going up the mountain in the ordinary sense.
"Let's go up too."
Yuan Chen couldn't wait to go up there and cool down.
The evil fairy Xingbai first gave me candy to eat, and then asked me to help him light a fire.
As soon as he turned around, he pushed me into the fire.
Whenever he thinks of this, Yuan Chen feels particularly uncomfortable.
As soon as Yuan Chen stepped onto the White Bone Mountain, the White Bone Mountain suddenly collapsed.
Occasionally, Yuan Chen seemed to see a throne made of piled bones on the White Bone Mountain, waving to Yuan Chen. (To be continued)