Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 192 Almost Died at the Hand of Zhao Yunfeng

"He is not an ordinary person, his ears can hear voices from thousands of miles away, and he will not ask about innocuous matters in the future."

The girl stayed where she was, her expression became cold for a moment, her mouth was not opened, but the old man heard it clearly, trembling with fright, he dared not speak any more.

This is the cape of Xihuanghai, Tu Shan's lineage of seductive aliens, the unique lost secret method: Void Voice Summoning Technique!
"Grandpa, let's go help too." Akagi Yaya looked happy at this time, and smiled innocently at the old man beside her.

Akagi Jiangliu was in pain for a while, how could he have such a master, but if he hadn't been hunted down and rescued by him a few months ago, he probably wouldn't be alive now.

Originally, he didn't believe in some non-existent things, because the Humei who is in charge of marriage in this world is a legend after all, but the legend is right in front of him, and he has to believe it...

Moreover, this girl claimed to be the second head of Tushan Humei's alien race. Akagi Jiangliu had no doubts about this at all, because among the people who killed him was a saint and five or six powerful people. miss him.

And he witnessed with his own eyes a big scene where a powerful man was torn apart and a saint realm was killed with three or five moves!It was this weak-looking girl who did it!

The old man looked at the girl at this time, and he couldn't understand why he wanted to cross a young man who had fallen into a demon when so many people couldn't pass the time.

As Peng Ye, who has been the headline of Donghuang news for the past two years, Akagi Eryu knows a little bit about it, not to mention.

You know, the fallen demons are very different from the demons of the demon clan. Fallen demons have demonic obstacles in their hearts. Throughout the ages, as long as fallen demons, no matter whether they are humans or demons, they all end up miserable and end in tragedy.

Time passed little by little.

"According to this speed, I am afraid that your budget will be broken, senior." Peng Ye said with a casual smile to the old man beside him, "All can be done today."

"Hahaha, you young people are still smart, and you actually do it yourself to boost morale. You don't look like a kid from a rich family at all." The old man also smiled at this time.

"I didn't say I was a kid from a rich family." Peng Ye moved a piece of furniture and said to the others: "Everyone, work harder, if you finish the work today, the wages will be much higher. I force you to count as ten times. "

Whoa-!
As soon as this remark came out, many people almost had accidents while moving. Ten times the salary is not much?Fuck, poverty really limits my imagination!

Everyone in their hearts criticized Peng Ye as an invisible masquerade, and at the same time they were all excited and worked harder. It can be seen that everything is a double-edged sword. As long as you treat them well, they will naturally love you. return to you.

The sky is approaching red clouds.

There are 150 rooms, all the furniture is complete, and the moonstones illuminate the entire pavilion, which is particularly artistic in this dark night.

"You can choose a room to live in at random, and I'll pick someone up." Peng Ye told the old man and the girl at this time, and left without staying.

……

Zhao Yunfeng hadn't returned to the inn yet, and Peng Ye felt a little uneasy. After leaving the inn, he walked towards the nearby Warcraft Mountain.

The secret technique of Soul Eater Shura was created by the Emperor Motian, so how could it be so easy to learn?It's been almost a month, and Peng Ye is really afraid that Yunfeng is a stickler.

If he went mad, he would die of guilt.

At night, the forest of Warcraft Mountain is very quiet. There are no ferocious beasts or birds, probably because they have not yet reached the depths of the forest. Although the warcraft around the imperial capital dare not approach the city, there are still some tough ones that are not afraid of death.

It is said that a seventh-level monster equivalent to a human saint appeared hundreds of years ago. If several ancient clans were not in the city and joined forces to subdue it, the current imperial city would not exist.

The seventh-order ferocious beast is not to say stronger than some wild beasts in the forbidden area, but it is not much weaker, so we still have to be careful in the Warcraft Mountains around the imperial capital.

Boom, boom——

Peng Ye was walking with his sword. At this time, several dull voices came from his ears. Then he raised his eyes and looked at the deepest part of the forest ahead, where there was a purple light faintly visible.

Immediately surprised by my hearing, who would be able to hear a hundred miles away?For a while, Peng Ye became somewhat looking forward to the cultivation of the Nine Desolation Scriptures.

"However, I have just reached the first level of cultivation, and I actually have such amazing abilities." Peng Ye clicked his tongue, and then speeded up to the place where the light appeared.

After flying for nearly half an hour, Peng Ye finally came to the deepest part of the Warcraft Mountain, and saw Zhao Yunfeng's figure, who was sitting curled up, holding his breath.

"Brother Ye?" Zhao Yunfeng opened his eyes at this moment, saw the figure on the Void Sword, and suddenly called out flattered, "You still come to see me at such a late hour."

"I thought you were insane, and you haven't shown up for almost a month." Peng Ye said helplessly, then Yu Jian landed and took a pot of wine: "You can't bear not eating for a month?"

"I brought a lot of dry food when I went out." Zhao Yunfeng smiled politely.

"Don't be so restrained. Your master is not here, and this is not the Vulture Palace. Don't keep calling me brother Ye, it sounds a bit awkward." Peng Ye sipped his wine, then handed it to Zhao Yunfeng. In the past, said: "Do you want to have a bite?"

"Master, he forbids me to drink. He said that drinking is a mistake." Zhao Yunfeng said, with his faded immature cheeks, which turned red with embarrassment.

"Fuck, old man, you can delay things. If you don't drink, you can smoke a cigarette?" Peng Ye's mouth curled up with a hint of charm, and he took out a homemade Wangyoucao cigarette. The smoke is harmful to health. It is made by Peng Ye using several rare medicinal materials. It has a refreshing effect, and the smoke with a strong medicinal smell is very fresh and comfortable.

Zhao Yunfeng knew little about cigarettes, so he took it immediately, looked at it, and asked, "What should I do?"

"Like this, look at it." Peng Ye took out a cigarette and held it in his hand, waved his palm slightly, and with a bang, he condensed into a fire, and finally lit it for himself, and after taking a few puffs, he hissed , spit out a mouthful of white smoke...

"Why is there a white mist coming out of your nose?"

"Wow, it's really swallowing clouds and fog! What kind of secret technique is this?"

"Oops...could it be the loss of aura in the body!"

Zhao Yunfeng was stunned for a moment, with a fresh worried look on his face, all kinds of brainless questions came out of nowhere, and then he threw Peng Ye down and covered Peng Ye's mouth with his hands!
"Cough cough, cough cough..."

Peng Ye was almost choked to death, quickly made seals with both hands, and sent Zhao Yunfeng flying hundreds of meters away, and scolded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "The spiritual energy leaked? It leaked to your uncle, it's smoke, smoke! I'll drop it, my god, Almost hung up..."

"..." Zhao Yunfeng looked innocent. He followed his grandfather since he was a child, and hadn't been out of the Vulture Palace for more than [-] years. How could he know this.

(End of this chapter)