Looking at the three red-armored demon cultivators who fell, Zheng Lin felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up and his scalp also felt numb.
If people can be so cruel to others, wouldn't they be even more cruel to themselves?
At this time, Zheng Lin actually remembered the "Xiaobai" that Hong Ling had just mentioned, and estimated in his heart that it must be an extremely ferocious beast, and the woman who kept the ferocious beast in captivity must be even more ferocious than the ferocious beast.
"What bad luck, what bad luck! This time, I'm afraid I won't even have a semi-crippled body." Zheng Lin thought in great distress.
Escape? There are so many masters around, and with Zheng Lin's strength, if he escapes, he may die faster.
Not running away? As soon as Zheng Lin had this idea, the ferocious beast in his imagination opened its bloody mouth at him.
At this time, Zheng Lin thought of the thunder talisman in his storage bag, but the thunder talisman could only be used once, and it could only deal with one enemy at a time. At present, the opponent had a large number of people, even if he used the thunder talisman.
, it is also difficult to escape bad luck, but will also anger the other party.
Zheng Lin, who had complicated thoughts, was pulled into the teleportation array by the demon cultivator surnamed Jin. As the "evil-hearted" woman left first, everyone began to enter the teleportation array in an orderly manner.
After the teleportation, Zheng Lin saw the veiled woman again. She waited for everyone to arrive and then issued an order: "Let's do it. Remember to be quick and don't leave anyone alive. If there are no accidents, I will do it in an hour."
A signal will be sent to summon you."
After the woman finished speaking, the demon cultivators divided into four groups with a tacit understanding, each group consisting of more than a hundred people, and flew in all directions.
"Hong Ling, you go to the team with Ping Hu first."
After hearing the woman's order, Hong Ling used her flying sword to choose the direction of a group of demon cultivators and chased them.
"Can you tell me what kind of strange medicine makes your muscles and veins continue to strengthen?" After the red silk flew away, the woman walked to Zheng Lin again and asked Zheng Lin noncommittally.
Zheng Lin finally understood why the woman took him with her. It turned out that she was very interested in the so-called miracle medicine. The miracle medicine that can make the muscles and veins continuously strengthen is naturally Dao Shaojiu, but Zheng Lin doesn't know if he should
Tell the truth.
After so many days of understanding, Zheng Lin still has a preliminary understanding of cultivation. The strength of the muscles and veins is directly related to how much energy the monk's body can withstand. Once the impact of energy exceeds the endurance of the muscles and veins, the result will be
This will cause the tendons to break, and the energy will not have a suitable circulation channel. Even if there is energy that can destroy the world in the Dantian, it cannot be released safely.
Strong muscles and veins are what every monk needs, and the magic medicine that can enhance the toughness of the muscles and veins is an irresistible temptation for any monk. Of course, every sect and every set of skills
Each method has its own method to strengthen the practitioner's muscles and veins, but the effects are different.
The rickety old man's sword soju is definitely the best product for strengthening the muscles and veins. It is also very effective. If it is sold in the world of immortality, it will definitely fetch a sky-high price.
After pondering for a moment, Zheng Lin decided not to say it. Once he said it, he would have no value. With this woman's behavior, his fate would definitely be death. It would be better not to say it. Maybe he could live a few more days, maybe
You can escape from the devil's clutches.
Of course, if he didn't tell you at all, he would definitely anger this woman and put his life in danger. Zheng Lin pretended to be embarrassed and said: "It's not that I won't tell you. In fact, I don't know either. I just arrived at Wanchuan Star.
When I was working in the mines, my body was too weak to mine, so the hunchbacked old man asked me to drink some wine he brewed every day, and it took more than half a year for me to recover to where I am now."
In fact, it only took Zheng Lin more than a month for his muscles to reach the current level. He did not dare to tell the truth because the speed was too exaggerated.
Hearing this, the woman just smiled slightly, and instead of dwelling on the strange medicine, she asked, "You have nowhere to go now, right? Why not join us in the Heaven-Slaying Demon Palace?"
Zheng Lin replied awkwardly: "With such low strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to contribute to the Demon Palace. Don't you think I'm a burden?"
The demon cultivator surnamed Jin was also very strange, but he did not dare to ask questions. He only listened to the woman who had turned away and said: "It's okay if you don't..."
Zheng Lin was about to thank the person, but unexpectedly the woman added: "We will not let anyone who knows about our actions leave safely, especially the immortal cultivator."
Zheng Lin was startled, then realized that he had no choice today. However, since they did not want to kill him but wanted to take him in, there was no need for him to be stupid and seek death. He was alone now. He was either a demon or a Tao. What should he do to him?
It's all the same.
Thinking of this, Zheng Lin bowed to the woman honestly, pretending to be very happy and said: "In that case, I would like to thank Your Highness for taking her in. Although I cannot charge into battle, I can still cheer for my Demon Palace disciples.
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"From today on, you are my follower. There is no need to charge into battle or wave the flag and shout. All you have to do is follow my orders. You are satisfied with this arrangement." The woman turned around and responded to Zheng Lin.
"Uh...satisfied, satisfied." Zheng Lin said he was satisfied, but secretly complained in his heart. When he thought about it, even if he joined the Demon Sect, he would be an unnoticed little guy at most. He could still leave if he finds a chance.
Oh, I never expected that this woman would let me be her follower.
"Could she be attracted to me?"
As soon as Zheng Lin had this idea, he remembered that he was mediocre and there was nothing remarkable about him.
Unable to figure it out, Zheng Lin didn't bother to think too much, but the demon cultivator surnamed Jin on the side said bluntly: "Your Highness, his origin is unknown, and he is an immortal cultivator. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to follow you.
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The woman was very satisfied with Zheng Lin's answer and said to the monk surnamed Jin: "Don't worry, I'm measured. Do you think he can hurt me with his strength?"
The monk surnamed Jin quickly shook his head and said: "That's not true. His Highness is already at the Yuanling stage. He is a low-level immortal cultivator of the second level of Qiao Qiao. How can he hurt you in the slightest? However, for the sake of safety, I feel that I should treat him
Plant a 'talisman of life and death'!"
Hearing this, the woman giggled a few times, which was as sweet as the cry of a willow warbler. After laughing, she said: "That's right, even that Xiaobai, I have planted the life and death talisman, so it is natural for him to be my follower.
Indispensable. Plant the life and death talisman, and life and death will be in my hands."
After she finished speaking, she suddenly stretched out her jade hand, and there was a bloody talisman in the center of her palm. Before Zheng Lin had time to see what the talisman looked like, it had already penetrated Zheng Lin's body.
