lost book

Chapter 93

It wasn't until Jiang Ping ran away with all the demons that the mounds in the group of rat demons disappeared, and everything returned to calm, and the army of rat demons, which was originally full of fighting spirit, was already disorganized and disorganized.

Even if they intend to lead the team to pursue them, these low-level rat monsters probably don't have the courage to say, "His rat mother, count them lucky, and we must drive them out next time!" Just as the rat monsters were hesitating When in doubt.

A mouse demon general who looked older suddenly yelled at the demon cultivators in Baicao Demon City who had fled. Seeing that a demon gave an appropriate excuse, the rest of the demon generals all agreed, "Yes, That's right, let them go this time, next time he will definitely kill all the bastards in Baicao Demon City!"

Jiang Ping led the crowd to run wildly all the way, and unknowingly fled back to Baicao City, "Go into the city!" Jiang Ping turned his head and said, although he fell backwards, in the battle just now, Jiang Ping stopped them with only one sword technique. The opponent's pursuit.

Although the Lianshan sword style is powerful, it also consumes a lot of spiritual knowledge and mana. When he used this style of swordsmanship, the mana in Jiang Ping's body had already been exhausted.

Being able to lead them to this place was all due to a willpower that kept them from falling down. Now that he was out of danger, Jiang Ping's tense nerves instantly relaxed, tiredness hit his heart, and Jiang Ping fell directly. go down.

"He's a rat girl! Boss, don't die, I defected to the Yellow Earth Demon City because of you!" The giant mountain mouse was only the size of a palm at the moment, and it threw itself on Jiang Ping's body, howling.

The cry of the giant mountain mouse was sad and mellow, and the tears spilled on Jiang Ping's clothes as if he didn't want money. He turned his face and looked like I didn't know this guy.

"He's raging! Dead mouse, stop howling at me here, he seems to be in trouble." Xiong Kaishan couldn't bear it and said, the giant mountain mouse was stunned, and his ear was attached to Jiang Ping's chest to listen He listened, and the sound of a powerful heartbeat reached his ears.

"Old Xiong, Boss, he's fine, he's still alive! That's great!" Giant Mountain Mouse yelled in surprise, unaware that among all the monsters present, only he thought Jiang Ping was dead.

Shu Cuihua went up and licked one of the Giant Mountain Shu's ears, and dragged him back cursingly, "Hiss! It hurts! Cuihua, please be gentle." The Giant Mountain Shu danced and struggled, "Shut up for me!" Mouth, don't embarrass my old lady!" Shu Cuihua scolded.

After being scolded by Shu Cuihua, Jushan Shu realized what an embarrassing thing he had just done, but fortunately, everyone was immersed in the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe. It's just a one-shot, and it can be regarded as saving the giant mountain mouse's face.

Jiang Ping was carried into the city by the support of the demons. The gates of the Baicao demon city had been completely destroyed, leaving only some broken fragments. The city no longer had the prosperity of the past. Pressing some shriveled corpses of demon cultivators.

Even foreign demon cultivators like Jushanshu and Shucuihua felt desolate, not to mention Xiong Kaishan and other monsters who lived in the Baicao demon city. With tears in their eyes, they searched from under the ruins One after another, the remnants of demon cultivators.

The demon cultivators in Baicao Demon City are busy with their respective affairs, while the giant mountain mouse and Shucuihua monsters are bored by Jiang Ping's side. The flames on Jiang Ping's body sway with the wind, lying there like a group of walking The fire is average.

The giant mountain mouse rolled its eyes cunningly, and suddenly took out a few roasted sweet potatoes from the storage bag, skewered them with twigs, put them on Jiang Ping's body and roasted them, "Hehehe, boss, let me borrow a fire from you. If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement!" The giant mountain mouse said quickly.

However, Jiang Ping, who fell into a coma, did not know that he had become a barbecue stove at this moment. He was in a very relaxed state at the moment. In his dream, Jiang Ping was sitting under a huge tree. Unlike ordinary trees, it is actually made of flames.

There is also a gorgeous silver flower flickering on the fire tree. Jiang Ping has long been familiar with this phenomenon, which completely violates the principle of the five elements' mutual generation and mutual restraint. After all, even such a good-looking person like him has become a monster. What else is unacceptable to him.

Jiang Ping sat cross-legged in this dream, echoing the fire tree and silver flower with each breath. It seemed that at this moment, Jiang Ping completely merged with the fire tree, "Fire tree and silver flower!" A sense of transparency came.

Jiang Ping opened his eyes, and a familiar scent penetrated into Jiang Ping's nose. It was the smell of roasted sweet potatoes. When Jiang Ping got up, he suddenly found that a grill had been set up on his body. , even gnawed on the sweet potato that had just been baked.

When Jiang Ping saw this scene, and added the grill on his body, how could he not understand what was going on, that he fell asleep and was used as a grill?
Seeing Jiang Ping waking up, all the demons hid the baked sweet potatoes behind their backs with a guilty conscience, "What are you hiding?" Jiang Ping said angrily, "Hey, Nanli, you are awake anyway, you can let us Wait for that!" Xiong Kaishan took out a baked sweet potato from behind in embarrassment.

"Come, eat sweet potatoes." Xiong Kaishan said with a grin showing his white teeth. Jiang Ping looked around and saw the gathered corpses in Baicao City. This parting of life and death.

What's more, these monsters have no friendship with him, let alone sadness. These monsters who died tragically will only remind Jiang Ping how cruel this world is. Jiang Ping has deeply understood a truth, that is Morality is not in the sky, morality is in the fist.

In this world, as long as your fist is hard enough, you are moral, you are reason, Jiang Ping took the sweet potato that Xiong Kaishan handed over, and took a bite, the sweet taste swept his taste buds, Jiang Ping felt his mood improved Quite a lot.

"According to our rules here, the corpses of the demon cultivators who died tragically should be cremated, in order to prevent these corpses from becoming mutilated." Xiong Kaishan led all the demons to find a pile of dry firewood and gather around the corpses of the demon cultivators.

Jiang Ping opened his palm and a flame emerged from it. With a wave of his hand, the flame fell on the corpse surrounded by dry firewood. There are also silvery flowers blooming on the branches.

This is the first innate supernatural power that Jiang Ping has mastered in the true sense. The "Fire Tree Silver Flower" silver flower is scattered, and the fire tree withers, and the corpses of those demon cultivators who died tragically were burned into powder by the flames. Xiong Kaishan went forward and used a jar to put it in the jar of ashes.

Then he solemnly hugged the altar containing the ashes of the demon cultivators who died tragically in Baicao Demon City, and Xiong Kaishan walked up to the top of the city with the ashes in his arms.

(End of this chapter)