Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 1077 thick body hair

Cui Ziru's face was calm, but her heart was extremely dignified.

Since the failure of the team's mission last time, his face no longer had the lazy temperament before, and his heart was always heavy, and he could almost squeeze out the water. The scenes of that day still seemed to be still in front of him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help covering his eyes in pain.

Always joking and joking to himself cheerfully, with a majestic high arch!

Li Hanyan, who has always had a cold face, but her heart is very different!

The moon spirit girl whom I have a crush on in my heart!
There is also Xiao Chuhe, who is not very happy, but acts vigorously and resolutely!
They are all dead!
Originally, Li Hanyan would not die, but because of the failure of the mission, the deducted merits were not enough, and in the end, she watched the other party's soul fly away in front of her!
At this moment, Cui Ziru didn't have any thoughts other than bitterness on his face.

He has only one thought now, and that is to do the task!

Complete tasks and earn merit!
Then redeem the resurrection opportunity and ask the Lord God to resurrect all the members of his team!
Although it takes a lot of merit to exchange for resurrection, as long as you slowly accumulate reincarnation tasks, you will be able to collect them all one day.

He took a deep breath in his heart, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and the surrounding light flickered. After the light dissipated, the cold voice of the main god dissipated in his ears:

"Mission background: In the underworld, since the fall of the underworld emperor, the twelve royal families have occupied the underworld and competed in the world. Up to now, the people have lived in dire straits. The emperor's heirs are spying secretly, wanting to fight for the rule of the underworld."

"Main task: Infiltrate into the holy mountain festival, intercept the descendants of the Emperor of the Underworld, and help the twelve royal families resolve the crisis."

Cui Ziru involuntarily shook the long sword in his hand. Although his face was calm, the strong heartbeat that kept coming from his heart still exposed the tension in his heart.

Hearing the sound of the main god disappearing and leaving, he frowned involuntarily: "The birth of a new holy mountain messenger? Help the twelve royal families intercept the descendants of the Underworld Emperor?"

"How should I stop this?" He frowned as he walked, and at the same time his body began to change, turning into a monk from the underworld. I blend perfectly into the underworld without letting anyone see the problem.

"Fortunately, I exchanged my merits for information about this mission, otherwise I really wasn't ready this time, and I didn't expect to come back to the underworld." Cui Ziru breathed out a long breath, looking at the drowsy man in the distance In the sky, I suddenly thought of a way.

"Maybe this method will work." His eyes flickered. Since he almost died in the hands of Fang Qi last time, he worked hard, and he was the only one left in the whole team to escape. This was a huge blow to him. It was also this blow that forced him to keep moving forward, to forge ahead.

"I still need to wait for the opportunity." After he changed his appearance, he held a golden bell in his hand, and the long sword on his waist quietly disappeared in place.

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Time flies, Fang Qi is still practicing in closed doors, studying the mysteries of the breathing soil, he found that since the breathing soil and that piece of building wood were combined together, now this scorched piece of building wood has started to glow with a new vitality Come on, a strong breath of life came from that piece of Jianmu, and Yi Laoyuanshen who was hiding in Jianmu also got this benefit. The Yuanshen is growing stronger every day, although still It's incomplete, but at least there is a real shelter, no need to stay in Fang Qi's previous heirloom ring.

"There must be other mysteries between Xitu and Jianmu, but I haven't discovered it yet..." Fang Qi's eyes sparkled, and he felt that he seemed to have grasped some tricks, but he didn't seem to grasp anything. Seeing this, there was a slight change in my heart.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Messenger, today is the day of the Holy Mountain Festival! When will you leave the customs?" Niu Dali's loud voice came from outside the door, and the whole small building before the rain was trembling slightly, and a layer of fine particles fell in a rustle. Fine dust.

Fang Qi had no choice but to retreat from the state of retreat, glanced at the other party, and smiled involuntarily: "The day of the holy mountain festival has arrived? That's good, let's go."

Niu Dali narrowed his eyes flatteringly and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, I, Lao Niu, have a special suggestion for you, that is, let's go with the monks of the Yasha clan. After all, no matter how many people you have, Your Highness, you can't hold back the opponent's masters."

"Besides, if people from other ethnic groups also want to come and intervene, it will be really troublesome then."

Fang Qi glanced at the other party, then suddenly smiled and said, "Niu Dali, are you afraid of death?"

Niu Dali didn't even think about it: "I'm afraid... ah, that's not right! For the safety of His Royal Highness, I, Lao Niu, are absolutely not afraid of death! If I die, I will die with Your Highness!"

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and retracted when the words reached his lips, and said with a righteous face.

Fang Qi smiled and looked at the other party, shook his head and said, "Let's go, it's okay to go with the monks of the Yasha clan."

On the way, many Yasha monks saw Fang Qi, and they couldn't help pointing at Fang Qi, with awe-struck expressions on their faces. When Fang Qi's eyes swept over, none of them dared to look directly at Fang Qi, They lowered the proud heads of the royal family one after another.

The only one who can make the royal family surrender is the envoy of the Holy Mountain!
"By the way, Your Highness, this time I heard that all the royal families have received an invitation."

"Received an invitation?" Fang Qi suddenly asked curiously, "What do you need to know? It can't be sent by some important person, right?"

Niu Dali slapped his thigh vigorously, as if he had found a confidant: "That's right! You said that every royal family sent an invitation card, this is too arrogant!"

"However, the person who sent the invitation card has a lot of background. It is said that it seems to be the invitation card sent by the heir of the Underworld Emperor!" After speaking, Niu Dali could not help lowering his voice.

"Heir of the Emperor of the Underworld?" Fang Qi looked at the other party in amazement, feeling a little surprised in his heart. There had been rumors that the heir of the Emperor of the Underworld was about to be born, but he did not expect that the other party would choose to announce it on this day.

This... seems to be aimed at yourself?
A sense of vigilance suddenly rose in Fang Qi's heart. The opponent was definitely not simple. This time, he was coming in a menacing manner. He must have no intentions. Just as he was frowning and trying to figure out the thoughts of the descendants of the Underworld Emperor, Niu Dali who was next to him suddenly He said to Fang Qi furtively: "His Royal Highness, I can now understand why you rejected Yan Mengyue."

Fang Qi looked at the other party with a half-smile: "Why?"

Niu Dali raised his chest and said triumphantly: "Because this Yan Mengyue has no muscles and is not strong enough, the key is that she does not have thick body hair!"

Fang Qi's face darkened suddenly, and he kicked him flying.

(End of this chapter)