Qingtianyou said: "I'm actually a little lucky that I happened to meet you."
Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked, "What?"
Qingtian You breathed a sigh of relief and said: "If I hadn't met you, I would be on that wasteland now. If you were playing chess, I wouldn't have much chance of surviving."
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps this will really be the case."
"Right."
Qingtian You smiled and said, "Maybe it's because I have a good life."
Chen Changsheng nodded slightly and said, "What are your plans for the future?"
Qingtian You thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. After this incident, are you going to leave too?"
"Um."
Chen Changsheng said: "I can't stay here for long."
"That's a pity." Qingtian You muttered.
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen once promised you to take you to see a wider world."
"Of course it would be best if you can go and take a look." Qingtian You said.
A man and a demon sat facing each other and talked, all talking nonsense, as if the bloody light outside was not enough to attract their attention.
…
On that wasteland.
The dog fought a bloody path, he stretched out his hand and casually grabbed the neck of a certain 'monster'.
He bit into it, and the blood entered his throat. It seemed to be extremely sweet, which made him enjoy it especially.
But what kind of monster is that?
Not far away, Mucang saw this scene with his own eyes.
"He is..."
He shook his head and murmured: "No, no..."
How could that harmless young man become like this?
But Mucang could never forget that face. Even though the dog had become so skinny and pale, he still recognized it.
Mucang looked again and saw that the man had grabbed another demonic beast and sucked up the demonic blood.
He drinks demon blood as well as human blood!
In this wilderness, the young man full of murderous blood did not distinguish between friend and foe. He laughed maniacally and bit his neck one by one.
Mucang came up with a gun and shouted: "Hey! Is it you?"
Mucang's voice attracted the boy's attention.
The young man turned around and looked at Mucang with his red eyes.
"Hehe, hehehe..."
There were blood stains on the corners of the young man's mouth. He licked it and then rushed towards Mucang.
Mucang raised his gun to block him, but was knocked back several steps by the young man's palm.
Mucang gritted his teeth and looked at the person in front of him with a solemn expression.
"Blood, blood..."
The young man whispered in his mouth and walked towards the wooden warehouse step by step.
Mucang was stunned. He didn't understand why the dog exuded the aura of the Great Demon of the Eight Realms, and why it appeared here again?
What happened?
Didn't the leader of the Song Dynasty arrange for him to go into the Demon Realm as a spy?
After only a brief moment of confusion, the young man arrived in front of Mucang.
He opened his fangs and was about to bite Mucang's neck.
Mucang was startled, but suddenly he saw a long sword coming towards him.
"puff."
The knife hit the young man's shoulder, causing him to take a few steps back.
Lao Scar lifted Mucang up and said, "Go back!"
Mucang said: "He's not, he..."
Lao Scarzi swung his sword and slashed at the young man with the sharp sword energy.
The young man dodged sideways, opened his five fingers and turned into claws, and attacked Old Scar. There seemed to be some anger in his eyes, and he was much sharper when he struck.
Lao Scarzi struggled with him, but when he got closer, he saw the young man opening his mouth and biting him.
A piece of flesh was bitten off from his arm.
Lao Scar retreated in pain, Mucang stepped forward and blocked the attacking young man.
Old Scar cursed: "Damn it, this beast is in the eighth realm!"
"He is not a demon." Mucang suddenly said.
Old Scar was stunned for a moment.
Mucang reminded him: "You have seen it."
Lao Scarzi looked at the young man who was full of blood. He was suddenly startled, obviously he recognized him.
"It's him!"
Old Scar couldn't figure out the situation for a while and asked: "What's going on?"
"I don't know." Mucang said, "But it seems that he is no longer human."
Lao Scarzi's pupils shrank, and he and Mucang both doubted their own judgment at this moment.
The young man stood up again and walked towards the two of them step by step.
The aura of the Eighth Realm Great Demon came over me.
Both Mucang and Lao Scarzi felt the heavy pressure, their expressions were solemn, they clenched their guns and knives, and were always vigilant.
"Oh……"
A low sound came from the young man's mouth, and his clothes were stained with blood. There was human blood, but there was more demon blood. He staggered forward step by step.
But he suddenly stopped.
There was suddenly a glimmer of light in the young man's red eyes.
"ah!"
The young man roared and clasped his head with his fingers.
Mucang and Lao Scar were both stunned.
But he saw the young man raised his head tremblingly and said: "Quick, hurry up! Let's go!!"
His voice sounded like he was trying his best.
Use up all your willpower to control yourself and not take action.
"Blood……"
The young man whispered again, but then suddenly said: "No!!"
"Let's go!!"
The young man roared, but in the blink of an eye, his eyes turned blood red again.
Seeing this scene, Mucang grabbed Lao Scar and said, "Let's go!"
Old Scar thought for a while, then he stopped staying. His eyes lingered on the young man for a moment, and then left.
Looking again, the young man was killing everyone in the chaotic wasteland without distinguishing between friend and foe.
Old Scar murmured.
Mucang dragged his injured body to the city wall and sat down, stuck his spear aside, and took a few deep breaths.
"He's crazy." Mucang said.
Old Scar frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
Mucang shook his head and said: "Song leader, I never said that."
Old Scar's expression was solemn and he asked: "What should we do now? He is in the eighth realm. Now he is killing me without distinction. We..."
Mucang opened his mouth, looked at Lao Scar and asked, "Can you defeat him?"
Old Scar fell silent, of course he knew the difference.
Mucang took a breath and said, "He just controlled more than himself. He came to his senses just now. You saw it with your own eyes."
Lao Scarzi suddenly said: "We might as well... have someone withdraw it first!"
Mucang paused after hearing this, "You..."
Lao Scarzi said: "He has eight realms! Although I don't know how he did it, but if he is crazy, maybe..."
Mucang's eyes widened and he looked at the chaos. The blood shadow was killing people non-stop. He even saw a monk who had been drained of blood and fell down.
After a brief silence.
Mucang grabbed the gun and stood up. He clenched his fists and shouted: "Everyone! Retreat while fighting and retreat to the city!!"