Heaven Defying Little Concubine: Evil King, don't mess around

Chapter 125 The Mission of the Nine-tailed Civet

This is a special intention to trample them into meat sauce.

If they want to stay on the tree, they are fighting for death, including Shuangyan, the other six people don't want to sit and wait like this, and they fight the monsters one after another for the right to survive.

All of a sudden, the blood rained down, and there were bursts of glare, and he took out his housekeeping magic weapon to fight the beast.

After a period of fierce and bloody fighting, the beast with only brute force and death-defying attack method was killed by seven people, and the seven people were also exhausted.

The stumped limbs and flesh of monsters are everywhere, shockingly red, and the red-dyed earth also dyed the turbulent lake red.

In this fight, Shuangyan harvested a lot of good-grade monster pills, so he won't have to worry about refining and improving the foundation pills.

Looking at the snow-capped, tranquil, fairyland-like snow-capped mountains opposite, no one seems to be interested in admiring it except Frost Goose.

Shuangyan was far away from them, thinking about how to cross the lake.

A cloud of black mist emerged, and a black cat appeared, its golden eyes shone faintly yellow, and its nine tails trembled like a peacock spreading its tail.

"Master, thank you for your kindness, for bringing me back to my hometown."

When it appeared, Shuang Yan's eyes lit up, thinking of the black opal bought from that strange old man in Wuma Market, at that time, he felt that it was different, it was indeed an evil thing.

"The opal is your soul, isn't it?"

"Yes. Without a master, I don't know when I will be able to return to the deep valley. I was captured in this forest. In order to save my life, I locked my soul and exploded, turning into an opal."

"Since this is your hometown and you recognize me as the master, then help me cross this lake."

"No problem, this is exactly my mission. The master is the guest that the Snow Mountain Immortal Master is waiting for. You are finally here. I am finally going to complete the obligatory mission."

The black cat's figure flashed, and the Frost Goose was already on its back. It pawed the ground with its sharp claws and rushed towards the lake.

Feeling the power fluctuating around the body, under the impact of the black cat, it gradually drifted away. In front of me was a road covered with seven strings. The black cat was beating regularly on the strings, and the music overflowed with its paws. , Le Dao, it's really incredible.

This is the prohibition of the lake, which is too unreal and amazing.

The black cat jumped on the strings. After the restriction was lifted, there was a winding mountain road leading to the depths of the snow mountain.

"Look, what is that?" Someone has already discovered the clue.

"Which stinky girl...she..."

"what is that?"

"Nine-tailed civet, she actually has a nine-tailed civet."

Those six people watched Shuangyan cross the lake helplessly, this is the rhythm of her own treasure, it was not easy for them to get here, and they were dumped by a stinky girl, so they stomped their feet in anger.

Thinking that the treasure was taken by her alone, she was unwilling, so the six took out the magic weapon and joined forces to break the restriction on the lake.

Besides, Frost Goose was taken by a black cat to a cave surrounded by mist.

After following it into the hole, the black cat turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared.

Shuangyan walks along the dark cave, getting brighter and brighter until it is full of light, and it suddenly becomes clear. There is a garden in front of you, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and everything in front of you feels like walking into the The courtyard of the royal nobles is beautiful.

Pushing open the door of a palace, the faint smell of sandalwood lingers in the nostrils, and the furnishings in the room are simple and elegant.

There are piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. On the flower table, the flowers are blooming and beautiful. The books on the bookshelf are arranged in an orderly manner. It seems that the owner of the house is very interesting and self-cultivated. What kind of fairy lives here?Why did he wait for himself?
"Is anyone there? Immortal...Is the immortal there?"

Shuangyan was at the door and asked politely, but no one answered.

On the incense table, there was a pen and ink, a piece of tissue paper with words written on it, and she walked over.

(End of this chapter)