100 million walk alone

Chapter 658 Brother Aniu, he is here

There is a cave in the Demon Locking Tower, which is a world of its own.

For five hundred years, the demon tribe suppressed in the tower is growing up and planning big things.

It wasn't until the second day of the Ceremony of Conferring Gods that a ruthless character came.

In the village of a certain fifth-level demon king, the demon king and thousands of his minions suffered a disaster.

That ruthless character wasn't done killing monsters yet, he made a saucy move.

"I have a sword that can kill demons and sacrifice to heaven!"

As the Void Altar appeared, it rained spiritual stones from the sky.

Pei Yin, who maintained the form of Long Xiaoyao, was very calm, but the Hong Ling Empress in the imperial study could not be calm for a long time.

As long as the Empress is willing, she can sense movement in most areas of the Demon Locking Tower, and can even see dynamic images and hear sounds.

The only places where the secret arts of the Great Saint of the Demon Clan are restricted, where the Demon Emperor and the Seventh Princess hide, are beyond the reach of the Empress.

Seeing the rain of spiritual stones, the empress' eyes glowed with gold.

What she saw was not only the spiritual stone, but also her husband's incredible ability to slay demons and sacrifice to heaven.

The empress couldn't help but make a calculation. If all the monsters in the Demon Locking Tower were sacrificed, the number of spiritual stones obtained would probably exceed the income of the entire treasury for several years.

After settling this account, the empress no longer cares that her husband is only fifteen years old.

She herself didn't believe that her husband was not the chosen one.

Many monks are not clear about the concept of "Chosen One", but the Empress has a deep understanding of it.

Back then, she awakened the seven-star spiritual roots and obtained the Demon Locking Tower, thus overthrowing the Demon Clan, unifying China, and maintaining a stable position for five hundred years... There is a great meaning of natural selection in this.

In recent years, the empress has gradually realized the significance of leading the way for hundreds of years.

In other words, the empress knew in her heart that her own era had come to an end.

Perhaps ten or eight years later, she will become a historical term.

Now that she has such a chosen husband, the empress feels that she can still save her life.

Especially after the Ceremony of Conferring Gods yesterday, Empress Hong Ling clearly sensed that she had received a blessing of luck from somewhere in the world.

That great luck was enough for her to continue dancing for a long time.

In addition, her husband acquired so many spiritual stones to make up for the shortfall in building temples across the country. Neither historians nor ordinary people would label her as "wasting money and wasting people".

As the saying goes, public opinion is the will of God. As long as she has the support of the people, the empress can continue to sit on the throne.

The scene continued, and she saw Long Xiaoyao walking and killing all the way, setting up a rhythm of killing through the Demon Locking Tower.

Along the way, no monster could catch Long Xiaoyao's move.

In just one day, more than 100,000 demon clans were killed.

Pei Yin collected countless spiritual stones.

Among them, the number of top-grade spiritual stones of the highest level exceeded 10,000.

The empress was excited just by looking at it.

It feels like a netizen who loves to watch live broadcasts. Watching the anchor excel all the way, the sense of immersion is quite strong.

Until the evening of the next day, the empress sitting in the royal study suddenly became angry.

boom!
She slammed the table and cursed, "Little bastard, I knew you had that in mind. Wait until you come back and see how I'll deal with you!"

So, what is the scene that makes the empress so angry?
A small river appeared ahead. The water was clear and sparkling in the sunlight.

In the river, which is about one person deep, Bai Huahua's body ripples with the waves.

There are far more than one rippling woman.

The three women in the water are full of poetry.

The oldest one looks to be in his early thirties, and is as beautiful as a fairy, with delicate and shiny skin.

Her naturally curly hair is layered like waves, reminding people of a poem: A scumbag has a tinfoil perm, a scumbag has big waves. But I am different, full of positive energy.

The second woman is about 27 or 28 years old, with a delicate oval face and a sense of tenderness.

The straight black hair floating on the water is another poem: There is a girl next door who has long straight hair, a dark belly and a deep and scheming mind. The third woman is the youngest, bright and white-toothed, full of energy, and very girlish.

She is the most poetic: she has it at a young age, comparable to Teacher Cang back then.

Encountering such a poetic picture, Pei Zhenren couldn't explain it without looking at it.

You know that Pei Zhenren is also a graduate student in cultivation at Tianfu University and a senior intellectual in the new era.

As an intellectual, it is reasonable to appreciate poetic pictures with a critical eye, right?

The poetry continues.

You look at the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery look at you on the bridge.

When Long Xiaoyao landed on the shore, the three women discovered him.

Normally, the three women would have screamed, blushed and cursed the bastard.

If he followed the routine of a bloody drama, at least one girl would have to jump out and use force to teach Pei Yin how to behave.

None of the above situations happened.

When the three girls saw Pei Yin, their eyes suddenly glowed with gold.

The hungry look in his eyes looked like he had not seen a man for hundreds of years.

They showed off their bodies wantonly for Pei Zhenren to take a look at them.

The eldest girl with big waves spoke first: "Oh my god, what a handsome guy!"

After experiencing the same plot as in his previous life, Pei Yin felt a lot and silently watched the three women.

While admiring, the female monk Dalang made a request: "Fellow Taoist, life is short, come down quickly and let me serve you well."

Pei Yin was in a trance for a while and mentioned the lines from his previous life: "I am Zeng A Niu. I am passing by this place and I dare to ask three Taoist friends what they are called?"

"Little girl Baili Dandan, I have met Taoist friend Zeng." There was a coquettish look in the eyes of the female monk Dalanglang, and she even introduced herself with a flirtatious look.

"Little girl, Baili Shuangshuang." When the black, straight female monk spoke, she lowered her head slightly, looking a little shy.

"My name is Baili Shanshan, Fellow Daoist Zeng, do you want to come down and play in the water?" The third pretty girl blinked her big eyes and extended an invitation.

"Is water fun?" Zeng Aniu said a different dialogue from his previous life.

"It's a lot of fun, you'll know when you get down." Baili Shanshan said innocently.

"Okay then." Zeng Aniu instantly lost his mind and walked into the water.

He seemed completely unaware that he had fallen into the legendary little weak water.

A goose feather cannot float on the weak water. No matter human race or demon race, if you sink into it, you will sink to the bottom.

No matter how powerful you are, you will definitely die after struggling for a few days.

The Zeng Aniu in front of me was a special case. He was happily paddling in the small water.

Using a graceful dog paddle, he swam in front of the Three Immortals of the East China Sea.

But the three sisters couldn't be more cheerful, their eyes almost bulged out.

According to their knowledge, even monks with water spiritual roots will sink to the bottom of small and weak water.

There are only two species that can survive in small and weak water.

One is the spirit race like them.

The other is the legendary true dragon.

The three immortals of the East China Sea have been trapped for many years and are still alive. It is precisely because they are spiritual tribes and were born from the dragon beads, and they have a ray of innate dragon power.

The man in front of me is actually a real dragon?
The three sisters looked at each other and communicated their thoughts with their eyes.

As psychic beings born from the Dragon Balls, they have a natural affinity for the Dragon Clan.

So the three sisters formed a triangle, surrounded Zeng Aniu in the middle, and raised and lowered their hands.

Baili Shanshan, the eldest sister pretending to be a girl, teased and acted coquettishly: "Friend Zeng, can I call you Brother Aniu?"

(End of this chapter)