Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

The sand snakes hissed and scattered, Yushan stood up angrily, and a continuous sand fog emerged around him. Countless snake shadows danced in the sand fog, coiling around the flower corridor, ready to bite anyone.

There was a haze flashing in his cloudy snake pupils. He pointed at Bai Shang and said coldly: "My tribe is happy to accompany you. When your Yueyin tribe is destroyed, I will also let your son often go to my tribe's unique 'Snake Prison'!"

"calm."

Huang Yanyao glanced at Yushan coldly, shaking her wine glass, and said lightly.

Yushan and Baishang stared at each other angrily. After about ten breaths, they slowly restrained their anger. He sat back in his seat and said no more.

Bai Shang glanced at Huang Yanyao, the complexity in his eyes was beyond words, he snorted coldly, straightened his wrinkled sleeves, waved his hand and strode away, all his resentment integrated into his heavy footsteps.

"Well... we didn't fight on the spot, which is a good result."

Lu Mu touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

Huang Yanyao pursed her lips and said nothing.

Bai Shang and Yu Shan were both very angry, but they still maintained a little rationality. At least they could not fight here. This was Yu Shan's home court. Although he was weaker than Bai Shang in cultivation, there might be some formation blessing in the City Lord's Mansion. By then, Bai Shang would probably lose miserably, not to mention a draw.

So he chose to endure.

"We shouldn't have let the tiger go back to the mountains, but unfortunately the Quetzalcoatl tribe can't bear too much loss now."

Huang Yanyao glanced at the candied fruits on the table and picked a few pieces to eat. Yushan did not agree with her and his anger had not subsided. However, when he thought of the current situation of the Quetzalcoatl tribe, he felt more pressured.

If Bai Shang could be strangled to death on the spot, the Yueyin tribe would also be seriously injured, but the Quetzalcoatl tribe was already covered in scars and could not make such a big fuss on their own territory. And considering that Yushan was also injured... Huang Yanyao had to give up.

"It seems there will be no wedding banquet to watch."

Lu Mu shrugged, looking quite regretful.

Huang Yanyao glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "We have so many serious things to do, it's not serious."

"Please make good use of that drop of blood. I will be waiting for your news."

She stood up. Yushan was lowering his head, staring at the jade bottle in his hand. That was all hope and also Huang Yanyao's expectation. This drop of essence blood would transform the Feathered Serpent Tribe.

And Huang Yanyao will use their power to expand her territory.

Chapter 68: Rainy Night in the Desert

That afternoon, the Quetzalcoatl tribe announced that the wedding was cancelled.

Many people also saw that the chief of the Moonsilver tribe left immediately with his wife and children. Almost no one could ignore the anger that filled his body.

The guests who came from afar were of course confused and full of doubts, because the Feathered Serpent Moon and Silver tribes had already put a lot of effort into promoting this marriage, but the wedding banquet was tomorrow, and today such news came out...

Intriguing.

But since there was no wedding to watch, there was no point in staying in Yusa City, so all the guests left.

For some people, the cancellation of the engagement was a good thing, because it meant that the Moonsilver Tribe and the Feathered Serpent Tribe had broken up, and being broken off was a shame, but they all knew Bai Shang's character, and this matter would not just end like that.

A powerful alliance was stillborn.

And the thing that is most abundant in the Wuyan Desert is hatred.

Whenever hatred arises for some reason, there is always someone who can use it as bait to catch the fish he wants, and then withdraw with satisfaction, leaving only blood and devastation on the ground.

……

The convoy was driving slowly in the vast desert. The luxury car Luan Zheng in the middle was driving steadily. Huang Yanyao was half leaning lazily on the couch, with her slender white wrists resting on the table. She looked out the window and saw heavy rain pouring down.

Heavy rain fell in the Wuyan Desert.

The wind was howling, lightning was flashing, and thunder was roaring. The Wuyan Desert washed by heavy rain became even more heavy and disorderly, and her eyes reflected the sky and water like a silver waterfall, shining brightly.

The horse's hooves stepped on the muddy road, and the rain splashed on the window sill. Huang Yanyao raised her hand to rub her forehead, closed her eyes tiredly, and closed the car window.

Lu Mu took off his mask, but still sat next to her. He was now resting with his eyes closed. The two of them had not spoken anything since they packed up and set off in the afternoon. In fact, it was because there was really not much to say. She was not interested in Lu Mu's story, but Lu Mu knew her story very well. The car fell into silence.

The two of them just listened to the sound of rain, and now it was already night, but the rain was too heavy outside. There was neither moonlight nor starlight tonight, and the Wuyan Desert was almost completely shrouded in darkness.

Huang Yanyao stopped looking at Yu and looked at him, carefully examining Lu Mu's face, not missing any details from his eyelashes to his lips... She felt that Lu Mu had a very wonderful charm. At first glance, she thought that he was quite heroic and unruly, as well as romantic. But when she calmed down and studied him more, she felt that he was gentle and introverted, as gentle as jade.

This man is really contradictory, yet charming at the same time.

She had actually seen quite a few handsome men. In Tianhuang City, there were plenty of young masters from aristocratic families, princes and nobles who had courted her, but Huang Yanyao actually had a sensitive heart. When those men looked elegant and polite and came to talk to her, she was always calm. Those men could never touch her heart.

But Lu Mu seemed to be an expert at this. Ever since he came to the Immortal Phoenix Emperor to meet her, she had done many things that she would never consider on a normal day.

how to say?

There are different levels among the romantic gentlemen, and Lu Mu is undoubtedly the only one who stands out from the crowd.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Lu Mu's eyes were still closed, but his voice was clearer than the heavy rain outside Che Luan.

"Can't women appreciate good-looking men?"

Huang Yanyao suddenly chuckled, her tone slightly raised with a hint of teasing.

"Be careful, don't be crazy."

Lu Mu slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to stare at her, with a wicked charm in his brows.

Huang Yanyao turned away her eyes and said calmly, "You wish for it."

"Really?" Lu Mu's eyes fell on her, and there was an inexplicable danger in his tone, "Every confidante around me had this thought before falling into my arms."

"Perhaps you'll see an exception."

Huang Yanyao turned her head, her eyes were crystal clear, her smile was brilliant, and her face was frank, without any sign of embarrassment at all, as if she was not the one being teased just now. Her calmness was truly impressive.

"Maybe?"

There was a hint of playful ridicule in Lu Mu's tone.

"Heh, man."

Huang Yanyao snorted coldly and turned her head away. Through the carriage curtain, the rapid sounds of horse hooves and the road echoed in her ears.

This convoy was now heading towards the southwest of the Wuyan Desert. After traveling for several hours, they had already left the territory of the Feathered Serpent Tribe. However, Huang Yanyao's territory was not here, but in the completely opposite direction.

This side is close to the territory of King Nanling.

"In another seventy miles, we will be out of the Wuyan Desert."

Lu Mu opened the car window and saw nothing but darkness. It was raining so heavily that it was impossible to see. But for them, spiritual thoughts were more useful than eyes.

"...Okay, let's do it here."

Huang Yanyao took a deep breath, and her voice was transmitted with her true energy: "Stop."

The convoy was not large, with only dozens of people at most, but the escorting soldiers were all elite and obeyed orders. As soon as she finished speaking, the leading soldier raised his halberd and tightened the reins. These war horses were not ordinary horses. Before they were tamed, they were brutal beasts in the mountains that fed on weak creatures.

They stopped in the heavy rain and it was pitch black all around, but no one had any objection to Huang Yanyao's order, and they never asked. They just immediately changed their formation to a long snake and half-surrounded Che Luan in the middle.

"Where is that guy?"

Huang Yanyao asked him, and added a handful of snow leaves to the incense burner. The crystal lamp on the roof was shining brightly, and purple incense smoke could be seen rising up, swirling on the roof like water waves spreading.

"It's coming from the northwest. We'll be able to see it in about half an hour."

There was a faint green light flashing in Lu Mu's eyes. Huang Yanyao knew that his vision was not here at the moment, but was connected with "Hong Jing".

The Prince of Nanling, who had already died and whose soul was kept alive and his body was kept intact by the temporary injection of vitality, was actually Lu Mu's living dead puppet. Through him, Lu Mu could see everything around him clearly.

The team of Prince Nanling was a bit shabby, with only more than ten people in the entire team. Of course, that was just on the surface.

Including the fact that "Hong Jing" would take this route back, it was also Lu Mu's arrangement. Except for the five secret guards in the Source Realm, the other people who came with him were just small fry. Even those secret guards could not notice anything unusual about "Hong Jing".

Here, a fierce battle will take place whose outcome is already predetermined.

They didn't need to ambush and kill a dead person, but this was done for Nanling King Hong Zhan to see. Huang Yanyao had no intention of hiding the truth that Hong Jing died at her hands. On the contrary, she wanted to make this scene grand and let Nanling King Hong Zhan see that his most beloved only son died at her hands.

Such things that make relatives sad and enemies happy always make people feel excited.

She was happy, but Hong Zhan could only feel sorrow.

Chapter 69: Bloody Battle in the Rain

Half an hour is not a very long time, but the waiting process is a bit irritating, especially now that the rain outside seems to be getting heavier, and the fire of revenge in Huang Yanyao's heart is also burning, as if fueled.

There is no point in killing a dead person, but Huang Yanyao doesn't mind. After all, just wiping "Hong Jing's" neck again will allow her to sleep comfortably at night.

"Where are the secret guards? If they were there, this scene wouldn't work."

Huang Yanyao tapped the edge of the table, her phoenix eyes gazing at the distant sky.

She felt bored and wanted to find something to say to Lu Mu. It was okay not to say anything, but the sound of rain and thunder was not as nice as listening to his voice.

"Elder Renyou will make them "disappear" temporarily. He will not take action again, otherwise the powerful people in the Creation Realm of the Immortal Phoenix Dynasty will find out. However... the Lu clan is not short of magic weapons and Taoist artifacts."

Lu Mu's tone was relaxed and he was full of confidence. The source of his confidence was naturally his financial ability. Huang Yanyao stared at him for a long time, full of resentment.

Sure enough, compared to him, I always feel shabby.

Then the carriage became quiet again.

"This Lu family kid has a very good character."

When Huang Yanyao heard Huang Wumeng's voice, she was relieved. She turned around and found that Huang Wumeng's spirit was sitting next to Lu Mu. The ancestor was sitting in a very seductive posture, leaning against Lu Mu. Her high-tied hair did not reflect the crystal lights on the roof, but seemed to have its own brilliance.

"You seem to be getting too close?"

Huang Yanyao pursed her lips, feeling as if her heart was stabbed, because Huang Wumeng seemed to be leaning on Lu Mu. If he looked a little to the left, he could see the ravines in Huang Wumeng's great chest, which was great enough to accommodate everything, with plumpness and charm. Huang Yanyao felt that if she wanted to become like her, it would probably take a very long time...

Of course, no matter how charming and graceful Huang Wumeng was, Lu Mu could not see her. Her existence was actually quite special. Ordinary spirits, even ordinary cultivators could discover them through spiritual thoughts, but she was not like that. Huang Wumeng died and her soul disappeared. This remnant soul was actually what she left in the destiny of the Xianhuang Kingdom. It could only be seen by the Xianhuang royal family, and she could also deliberately hide herself.

Huang Yanyao could see it because Huang Wumeng felt that this unfilial younger generation was a talented person with great potential. As for the others, they were not worthy of her attention.

"You're not jealous of me, are you?"

Huang Wumeng glanced at her sideways.

"No."

Huang Yanyao stared at her coldly, looking like a cat whose fur was about to explode. It was a very small cat.

"You can fool anyone, but you can't fool me."

"…If the ancestor had nothing to do, why didn't he stay asleep and come out?"

Huang Wumeng couldn't talk to her at all times. Just because her spirit had a place to stay didn't mean she could maintain this attitude all the time. In fact, in order to ensure that she could show up to help in times of crisis, Huang Wumeng basically kept silent on weekdays.

"I saw that you were a little bored, so I wanted to tease you."

"It's good enough that you don't scold me. I don't expect you to make me happy."

Huang Yanyao was a little surprised, because since the moment she met Huang Wumeng, whenever the ancestor spoke, he was either instructing her or scolding her, saying things like "not making progress" and "wasting talent". She heard it so much that she even felt her ears were clogged.

"I am not a heartless person. Besides, you and I have at least a little bit of kinship that is difficult to trace. After staying with you for a long time, I will definitely change."

"...Actually, you are my second dearest."

Huang Yanyao was silent for a while, and then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth again, very lightly and very slightly.

Huang Wumeng raised an eyebrow.

"My mother died early, and my father has always been a stranger to me. Although I have acknowledged him as my relative, I don't really feel any affection. Every time I see him, even though he is not far away, I feel like there is a huge gap between us."

"Sister Yunxi has been with me for a long time, but you have actually been with me the longest."

When she finished saying this, Huang Wumeng's face stiffened for a moment, and then returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Huang Wumeng was silent for a while, then said, "Since I have been with you the longest, why am I your second closest relative?"

"You don't have a real body, so I always feel a little alienated."

"Oh, you like to poke my sore spot, you little girl."

Huang Wumeng saw the smirk on Huang Yanyao's lips, his great chest trembled, but he also laughed.

……

The night deepened, the rain got heavier, the night sky was still dark and depressing, the raindrops hit the car with a crackling sound.

The entire convoy had stopped and the soldiers outside did not make any sound, so when the hurried sound of horse hooves came closer and closer, Huang Yanyao noticed it. So did Lu Mu. He stood up and adjusted his tight cuffs.