It can be said that the current state of the underground party was achieved by the joint efforts of these dozen people.
They created myths with their insidiousness, cunning, cunning, shamelessness, and unparalleled talent and wisdom.
Siyu started to love talents——
Although Siyu also knows that these people are arrogant people, otherwise they would not break their original lives and set foot on this desolate desert. Being unruly, lonely, pursuing freedom, and enjoying life are the real characteristics of these people.
Portrait. Siyu never thought about regaining them, but suddenly, he wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of people these were. If possible, Siyu hoped to make friends with them.
However, this would hinder the pace of the expedition. There was not much time left for Siyu, only three years.
I secretly pondered for a moment and thought decisively: I must not slack off in my business of being a sand pirate.
But I really wanted to make friends with these weirdos. I was in a dilemma.
Siyu told his friends about his hesitation, and Xiusila, who had always been quiet, said: "Boss, since you are determined to make friends with these people, why not just stay, and I will continue my sand piracy activities with the God of Death. I
I will leave marks for you along the way, so you can catch up with us after you finish what you are doing here."
"This..." Siyu blushed, Xiusila's suggestion was very tempting, but was Siyu the kind of person who could abandon his brothers and completely ignore him for his own selfish desires?
——Obviously not.
What's more, the key reason why they are so successful in every attack is thanks to the super cheating tool of the sub-world. Without the shelter and hiding of the sub-world, the God of Death will definitely be exposed to the sun and will no longer be able to carry out surprise attack tactics.
.And how can the God of Death, who has lost his mysterious veil, still maintain his terrifying side?!!
Xiusila, who was of a keen mind, naturally noticed Siyu's worries, and said with a touch of pride in his voice: "Don't worry, boss, as long as I am still here, the undead army will never disappear."
Summoning the Undead——Xiusla's unique skill.
Siyu had certainly seen how powerful it was, but he was still worried.
Although the summoning of undead is powerful, the level of the summoned undead creatures is too low. In front of real masters, they are like cannon fodder and not worth taking a look at, unless they all evolve into evil bone dragons.
Evil Bone Dragon Legion!! How many people have to be killed?
Siyu slowly shook his head and said: "I'm still worried. The desert is unpredictable, and without the protection of the sub-world, there is not much sense of security after all. If you only meet a fifth-level strong man, you can still escape if you can't defeat him.
But if you meet three or more fifth-level experts at once, I'm afraid..."
Xiusila smiled and said: "Boss, I'm so worried. No matter how unlucky I am, I won't be able to meet three fifth-level masters at the same time. The desert is so big, there is always a chance to escape when encountering danger. Besides, you still can't do what I do."
Are you at ease? I will never do anything that I am not sure about. I am not like some people who only know how to fight and kill recklessly." As he said this, he did not forget to insult Ares.
Ares gathered his fists and glared at his good brother.
At this time, the zombie, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said stiffly: "I'll go with you."
Zombies are only interested in killing. He is a zombie who lives for the battlefield.
With the zombies as companions and Shusla's composure, I believe I should be able to avoid those strong men in the desert. Siyu hesitated for a moment... and agreed.
Two jade charms were specially made for Zombie and Xiusila to wear on their bodies. They can crush them when they encounter danger, which can alert Siyu immediately. Give them all the stored magic weapons in the sub-world.
The two of them equipped it to store the looted treasures.
After thinking about it, Siyu still felt uneasy. From the medicine garden in the world, he ferociously plundered most of the exotic flowers, rare herbs, spiritual roots and precious fruits. These things can restore the divine energy in critical moments and keep them as life-saving tools.
Yes, there are many more of these spiritual beings in the world, and Siyu is not stingy either.
They also dug out a large piece from the Immortal Stone Mountain, which was enough for them to use. There were also no shortage of magic weapons at the level of high-grade immortal weapons, and all the equipment that could be equipped was used, and then it stopped.
Before leaving, Xiusila and the zombies were covered with large and small strange storage magic weapons, looking like explosive dealers. Siyu handed over the God of Death to them. It was useless to stay with them anyway, so why not
Leave it to Xiusila to practice and practice.
After saying a few words of farewell, Shusila and the zombies got on the skull dragon, led a group of undead legions, and returned along the original route. They would first go to the fairy stone mine to join the other half of the gods of death.
Dracula watched their backs disappear at the end of the dune, a flash of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally chose to stay... He was also very interested in those people.
Back in the sub-world, Siyu and the others first woke up Xinghui, who was in a deep coma, and forced him to hand over his soul contract with fists and kicks. Xinghui was depressed because, against all odds, he never expected that these people would show up.
This is a trick, but it is better to be a little brother than to be dead. After being depressed for a few times, Xinghui felt relieved.
Siyu kicked the half-dead Xinghui into the recovery room. After a while, Xinghui walked out unscathed. He pinched his thighs with the left hand and pinched his face with the right, as if in a dream, with a look of disbelief on his face.
expression.
With a sneer, Siyu said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "It feels pretty good, do you want to go in there and be 'comfortable' every day?"
Xinghui's face instantly became extremely ugly. When he saw the ferocious look on Ares's face next to him, he couldn't help but think that on sunny afternoons, he was tortured by these demons in turn, beating him until he was half dead.
He was thrown into the recovery room to recover. After he recovered, he was beaten again...
God, you might as well just kill me.
According to the terror index of this group of people, they can definitely do more cruel and heinous things. Thinking of their endless torture methods, I can't help but feel chills.
She burst into tears and cried: "Master, I was wrong. Please don't torture me. I will be your little brother."
"Very good. I heard that you are doing well in the underground party. Let's get a few of us in first."
Xinghui rolled his eyes, "Would you like to join our underground party? That's no problem, I can make the decision myself."
Ares took a sip and kicked him, "Damn it, remember your identity, you are our lackey now."
Siyu smiled faintly, looked at Xinghui condescendingly and said, "We are not going to join the underground party, but we want to meet your clan leaders. You only need to be responsible for the introduction."
Xinghui rubbed his butt that hurt from being kicked, and whispered: "It's not easy to meet the clan leader. They are all a bunch of weirdos. They are in seclusion and pick up girls. They rarely manage the tribe, and sometimes they can't see each other for several years.
Their side."
"It doesn't matter, let's take us into the underground party first. I will find a way to meet them."
"All right."……
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With Xinghui leading the way, Siyu and the others naturally didn't have to take risks and rush in. They took Xiaosan, Siyu, Ares, and Dracula with them and followed Xinghui toward the underground party.
They took a secret path, which circled the gray rock mountain, and then passed directly through a hidden cave. They encountered several waves of patrolling guards along the way, and all of them greeted Xinghui.
It turns out that he has a pretty good reputation among the underground party.
Soon, they had arrived in the valley. They didn't realize it when they were looking down from the top of the mountain. Now they actually came to the valley in person, and they realized how huge it was. Looking from a distance, they couldn't even see the border. As the stars
Hui walked deep into the valley and soon passed the first checkpoint. When passing by the lighthouses, Siyu even raised his head and glanced at the magic cannon placed on the lighthouse. He thought if he could be on the back of the evil bone dragon,
How wonderful it would be to install this kind of magic cannon!
Xinghui saw Siyu's eyes frequently looking at the behemoths above his head, and couldn't help introducing proudly: "Master, those magic cannons are the masterpieces of Lord Louis Feng, one of our clan leaders, who is known as the greatest alchemist in history. With the magic core of Warcraft
As an energy source, it can emit death beams, which can accurately hit any target within a range of 10,000 meters, from mosquitoes to giant dragons. For masters below the fourth level, when they come over, they will just say one word: 'death'. Louis Feng
He has been obsessed with inventions all his life and often hangs out in his laboratory. More than 80% of the magic weapons we have here are made by him. Because he is obsessed with creating magic weapons, we gave him another nickname.
, called: Feng Chi. Master Feng Chi is our pride!"
Xinghui's triumphant look attracted another flying kick from Ares.
In fact, Siyu had already known all the things stored in Xinghui's mind. He even knew that this Mr. Feng Chi liked two things the most in his life and hated one thing the most. What he liked most was invention and destruction, and what he liked most was invention and destruction.
What he hates is women. Feng Chi only likes men, even though he is a man himself. Xinghui did not say this.
The mistress sat quietly on Siyu's shoulder, holding a roasted chicken wing and chewing it happily. The four of them continued to walk inside.
Along the way, Xinghui enthusiastically introduced them to the layout of the underground party and the hidden terrorist traps.
"Be careful of that branch under your feet. It's not a real branch. It's a trigger-type magic bomb. If a second-level immortal steps on it, he will definitely lose half his life if he is not prepared..."
"Pay attention to that spider web. It is just a cover. What is really powerful is the ground that the spider web is connected to. If any daredevil walks up there, he will definitely taste the taste of hell swamp. Do you know what hell swamp is?
?The earth will suddenly turn into countless sharp blades, cutting your body piece by piece, mincing your flesh into mince, and the blood will flow out, and it will become hell."
"Don't underestimate that chubby little bird. It is actually a kind of magic prop. As long as you enter the underground party, no matter your food, clothing, housing, or transportation, you will be under its surveillance. Even the most powerful concealment master cannot hide from it.
Through its magic eye."
"And that stone. Even though it looks ordinary, in fact... well... it's just a stone."
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Along the way, Xinghui kept introducing people. Although Siyu and the others knew it well, they still couldn't help but be amazed. The defense measures here were really well-equipped. Traps appeared one after another in endlessly, and many of them were carefully designed.
Even though Siyu had already copied Xinghui's memory, she still felt trembling when taking this path.
Finally, after passing two more checkpoints, they came to the last checkpoint. There, they were stopped.
"Please show me your pass."
The guard who stopped them had a second calamity cultivation level, which made them feel a little surprised. The second calamity cultivation level was already considered to be an upper-middle-class master in the desert. After all, the highest level was only fifth level, but here he was just a gatekeeper.
Xinghui took out a well-made card and said to the guard: "They are people from a nearby tribe. They have recently separated from their original tribe and want to join our underground party. Brother, do me a favor and let them in."
"
The guard refused solemnly: "No, Mr. Han is about to leave the customs recently, and the superiors have ordered that non-members of the clan are not allowed to enter."
Siyu said unhappily from behind: "What should we do?"
Xinghui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Siyu, "It's okay. Just wait a moment. I'll go in and get some temporary passes for you."
Siyu glanced at him, then nodded and said, "Go."
Ares looked at Xinghui who was running towards the tribal territory quickly and couldn't help but said: "Boss, aren't you afraid that this kid will never come back?"
Siyu said lightly: "He doesn't dare."
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The three of them stood quietly in front of the checkpoint. Their cold aura attracted the attention of passers-by. Some people pointed at them, but no one dared to come up and chat with them.
As time passed by, Ares seemed a little impatient: "Boss, that kid didn't really run away, did he?"
Siyu believed that Xinghui was a smart person and said, "Wait a little longer."
The three of them stopped talking, but the mistress finished chewing a chicken wing, and then magically grabbed a braised pork elbow from nowhere, and started eating it with relish.
Suddenly, from afar, a melancholy melody came from a distant place, with someone faintly singing along: "Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many battles have there been in ancient times? A luminous cup of grape wine. If you want to drink, play the pipa immediately..."
Siyu raised his head to look for the voice and looked over. A slender figure gradually walked out of the horizon, slowly lengthening in the sunset.
It was a middle-aged man, very tall and very thin. His long black hair was draped casually behind his back, making him look bohemian. He was wearing pure white plain clothes, barefoot, and walked briskly. Every step he took was like a
He stepped on a ball of cotton. In his hand, he held a sword.
Sword without scabbard.
The long fingers gently flicked the sword, hitting different places each time, emitting a different melody of sword sounds. The melody Siyu heard just now was actually played by this sword.
The man lowered his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something. From Siyu's angle, his face could not be seen.
When he came from a distance, several guards guarding the checkpoint immediately knelt down and kowtowed in the direction in which the man came.
Siyu's face remained calm, but she was wondering in her heart who the underground party figure was.
In just a moment, the man was strumming his sword and humming a tune, and walked over.
When passing by Siyu, the man's singing stopped suddenly, he slowly raised his head, and the man's eyes met Siyu's.
Suddenly, Siyu's brain exploded, falling into a brief blank, and his heart started beating violently.
Those... eyes are so melancholy.
Like Siyu, that man also had a pair of pitch-black eyes, but these eyes gave people a strong visual impact, with decadence, melancholy, and deep emotions shining in them.
Everyone who looks at these eyes will be deeply shaken in their hearts and have a strong resonance for no reason.
Until much later, when Ares recalled the scene when they first met, he used a word to describe the first feeling after seeing those eyes, well, that was "ache in the balls"!
Siyu was watching this man, and he was also watching Siyu.
Suddenly, he smiled——
"Your little beast is very interesting."
The mistress was busy dealing with her elbows and had no time to talk to this strange man.
"Thank you, you are also...very interesting." Siyu couldn't find the right words for a while.
The man laughed again and couldn't help but flick the sword with his fingers.
Suddenly, Siyu remembered the name of a person who appeared in Xinghui's memory: Zhou Dongfei. One of the members of the underground party's weirdo group, ranked seventh, and known as "Poet Fei Ge" in the desert!
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[PS: Everyone has probably guessed who Fei Ge is the guest star in the article. Well, that’s right. Anyone who has seen Fei Ge’s photos will be deeply fascinated by his eyes. People in the world call him: The Egg Pain Emperor.
This is a fact! This chapter can be considered two in one!]