Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

Lu Yuan seemed to have expected this expression on his face and sighed, "This letter just arrived at noon today. It was delivered by a Night Rain Spirit Falcon. The Dark Thousand Kite Clan has nothing to do with the Lu family, but you seem to have some dealings with them."

Ask the ancient clan, and you will find that they basically have no dealings with the demon clan.

One is that the current relationship between the human race and the demon race is not particularly good. During the Xuantian catastrophe, all living things in this world worked together, but the more brutal fighting after the catastrophe quickly broke down the friendship between the human race and the demon race, and then they became enemies, which finally led to a chaotic war.

The demon clan lost.

The reason for the defeat is very simple. It is not difficult for the demon race to give birth to the strongest person, but it takes time. Humans do not need too much time, they just need talent.

The second reason is that the Lu clan is too powerful, and there is no force in the demon clan that is worth making friends with. The Feitian Bian'an and Guyue Yulong clans are qualified, but they all live in the demon realm of their own clan. They are said to be indifferent to worldly affairs, but in fact, the number of their clans is too small. Instead of making good friends with the top forces among humans, it is better for them to just stay calm and have more children.

The world outside is too dangerous, so it’s better to close the door and live in your own little piece of land.

"Has father read the letter?"

Lu Mu raised his eyes.

"Of course I read it, but there is no content in the letter. With my level of cultivation, no matter how mysterious the letter is, it cannot be hidden. But I really didn't see any clues."

After all, it was one of the few large tribes in the Southern Territory with a thriving demon land, so Lu Yuan also knew about the Dark Thousand Kite tribe. In addition, several months ago, some old stubborn people came to him to complain, saying that the young master wanted to take away the three seven or eight thousand year old natural treasures in the treasury and give them to the demon tribe in the Southern Territory. They kept saying things like "Young master is so ignorant of the shallow foundation of the tribe" and "Doing this is really a waste of natural resources"...

I heard that the great patriarch of that clan had reached the end of his life span more than 700 years ago, and now he is simply relying on external forces to prolong his life.

Although Lu Yuan had said long ago that Lu Mu had free control over all resources of the clan, he was still very curious as to why Lu Mu would want to send precious medicinal herbs to the Anyou Qianyuan clan?

Lu Mu picked up the letter, flipped through it, and scanned it with his mind, but saw no content.

But he smelled a trace of scent from the paper, causing the phoenix bone in his body to tremble slightly.

That is the aura of the Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix.

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Chapter 11: Seeking Help (revised)

Although the golden invitation had the demon seal emblem of the Dark Thousand Kite clan, the letter paper was definitely written by Feng Yaner herself.

Feng Yan'er actually wrote a letter to the Lu clan... If it's strange, it's not difficult to understand. After all, if she wants to contact Lu Mu directly, she naturally can't do it now, but the Lu clan and Shura Palace can't leave. If she sends a letter to the Lu family, then Lu Yuan will also find a way to convey it to him.

But why write to me?

Lu Mu hadn't heard from Feng Yan'er for nearly a year. The elders he sent to protect her had left long ago. The last time he got news about her was in the Hidden Abyss Valley, when the demon brother and sister happened to bring up their latest news.

Although An You Qian Yuan was under considerable pressure for taking in the last Nine-winged Holy Phoenix, Lu Mu also helped. He gave three rare treasures to Yuan Yu and asked her to take them back and extend the life of their clan elder who was basically buried below the forehead. After all, a saint who was about to die was still a saint. As long as he was alive, some voices within the An You Qian Yuan clan could be suppressed well.

All in all, it looked like she wasn't having a very smooth life, but she definitely wasn't in trouble.

She has a very arrogant personality, even the Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix is ​​so arrogant. And now, as the only phoenix left, she cannot lose this arrogance that looks down on all monsters, otherwise people will see through her weaknesses and eat her to the bone.

This is also true for Lu Mu.

Although he still remembered that Feng Yan'er could fall asleep peacefully anywhere as long as she held him.

But... Lu Mu's hand holding the letter paper gradually tightened.

I'm afraid something has gone wrong.

If Feng Yan'er had tampered with this seemingly ordinary piece of letter paper, it is possible that Lu Yuan could not see it. After all, the Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix clan is one of the three royal bloodlines of the demon clan, so it is normal for them to have some means of concealing information from the strongest humans. But if it was Lu Mu... he has Feng Qingluo's natal phoenix bone.

Then he had an idea in his mind.

Lu Mu activated the phoenix bone, and the aura left by Feng Qingluo dissipated and seeped onto the letter paper bit by bit.

"……interesting."

Lu Yuan could sense the strange and mysterious demonic aura in Lu Mu. He knew that it was not something his son was born with. It seemed that Lu Mu's own adventures were sometimes unexpected.

As the evil spirit continued to permeate, changes finally occurred on the letter paper. Blood-red lines gradually emerged, as if they were living things, lifelike.

Finally, the blood vein stopped flowing and became a fine blood bead. Lu Mu's finger gently touched it, and the familiar cold, but slightly tired and hoarse voice rang in his mind: "If you can hear this message, it means you have received this letter. Please come to Qianyuan City in the Southern Region... I need you, my prince."

That was Feng Yaner’s message.

This secret method of leaving sounds in blood is a technique that has never been seen before among humans.

Lu Mu's expression froze.

She only left these words. Feng Yan'er's voice still sounded the same, perhaps less confused and more heavy than before. Having just woken up from Nirvana, Feng Yan'er still had herself to protect, but now she had gone to the cruel Southern Region. Although she had the protection of a big clan, she was still alone after all.

In this world, only Lu Mu can be considered as her half relative.

Now she started asking him for help... Lu Mu didn't need to think too much.

"Father, I will leave tomorrow."

Lu Mu let go, and the letter paper quietly shattered into powder.

"Going to the Southern Region?"

"Yes."

"Well, I have sent a message to Lu Renyou. He will continue to go with you. If you need anything, just take it from the treasure house. You don't need to tell me."

Lu Yuan just brushed his sleeves casually. He did not ask what was in Lu Mu's letter. Although he liked secrets, since Lu Mu did not tell him personally, he had no intention of knowing. However, the Southern Region was not a good place to go. Compared with the Central Region, there were at least imperial laws there, which could suppress those vicious undercurrents. But in the Southern Region...

The demon race has always only talked about one principle, and that is strength.

Therefore, he had to give his son enough support. At least as the young master of the Lu clan, no matter where he went, he must not tolerate being bullied, even if he was not treated well.

"Thank you father."

Lu Mu bowed and then left the lobby.

……

At night, between the bed curtains.

Murong Xue fell off Lu Mu's body and lay beside him, sweating all over. Lu Mu took the opportunity to cover her with the quilt. Although the night was not cold, the delicate and easily bullied little fox needed to be protected in this way.

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, her whole body was numb and she was so weak that she couldn't muster any strength. Lu Mu turned her face and kissed away her tears.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"Well...how could that be?" Murong Xue lay in his arms, muttering aggrievedly.

It hurts, of course it hurts, it's like this every time, but if it was just pain, Murong Xue wouldn't be so addicted to this feeling that consumes her whole body.

"Let me hold you while you sleep." Lu Mu patted her back to comfort her.

"Okay." Murong Xue closed her eyes obediently.

Lu Mu chuckled and reached out to hug her soft body tightly, his nostrils filled with her unique fragrance.

But I still can’t sleep now, at least Lu Mu can’t sleep.

He didn't need to sleep. He meditated and the little energy he had consumed was quickly restored. But what really made him think twice was Feng Yan'er's brief but soft and pleading voice.

"…At noon today, a letter came from the Dark Thousand Kite Clan. It was written by Yan'er."

Lu Mu touched her back, feeling the touch of her hair and skin.

Murong Xue raised her head. Even though the candlelight in the room was extinguished, the blush on her face was still clearly visible. "A letter from Sister Yan'er? What did she say?"

Lu Mu was not the only one who had not heard from Feng Yaner for a long time.

The little fox next to him, who had just sat on him and fought with him for four rounds, was also very concerned about Feng Yaner's affairs.

"She's begging me to help her."

Lu Mu sighed.

"What happened?"

Murong Xue clenched her hands a little tighter.

"I don't know. You'll find out when you get there. I've already talked to my father and will leave tomorrow."

“…I want to see her, too.”

After she finished speaking, she came closer, wrapped her arms around Lu Mu's neck, and pressed her lips against the edge of his ear: "You are the one designated by the remnant soul as her fiancé. Do you want to guess whether Sister Yan'er still remembers you?"

Lu Mu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "If she had forgotten, she wouldn't have left me a message."

"That……"

She bit his lips and said vaguely: "When we meet Sister Yan'er, should we..."

"Don't do anything stupid." Lu Mu hugged her waist and laughed softly, "If you do that, it might scare her."

"Tsk, Sister Yan'er is not that fragile."

Murong Xue's mind is now very muddy and dirty.

A witch.

Chapter 12: The Holy Phoenix among the Thousand Kites

Lu Mu knew what she was thinking. It was nothing more than waiting for Feng Yan'er to meet him, and then the two of them would make love to each other all night, just like they did with Luo Shuangning, and then in the end, he would lure her in, and suddenly it would become a threesome...

In the past, Luo Shuangning didn't like the idea of ​​three people being together. It wasn't that she was resisting it, but she was jealous of Murong Xue at the time. People with a simple personality like Xue Jianxian were sometimes difficult to appease when they got excited.

Murong Xue still thought about Feng Yan'er very much. She now only found the "marriage contract" entrusted to Feng Yan'er by her ancestors very interesting.

"Brother Mu, don't you want... to let Sister Yan'er lie in your arms like me, and let you play with her?"

Murong Xue's voice became lower and softer.

"… Stop imagining nonsense."

Lu Mu patted her head.

She is really bad.

……

The next day, the sky was bright.

In the Lu family's main city, in front of Ruyuntai, a spirit ship rose from the platform. In just three or two breaths, silver light spread and it instantly rushed into a broken space crack and disappeared.

Lu Mu's spirit ship can break through space and shuttle through the turbulent space with vague rules. It is extremely fast. If it follows the original speed, it will take at least ten days and a half a month to get from the Lu family's territory to the Southern Region, but now, it only takes three days.

Of course, by doing so, the formation engraved on the spirit ship would suffer irreversible damage. After that, the spirit ship would be just an ordinary tool.

But he didn't want to miss too much time.

Feng Yaner may be short of time now.

……

Lu Yuan was in the courtyard, continuing to look at the rockery. From time to time, he raised his head and looked at the subtle ripples in the space among the clouds, with a faint smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Then, two haggard and old figures appeared outside the courtyard.

Before entering the door, Lu Yuan heard their voices.

"Clan leader! The young master just went to the Dan Pavilion and the Treasure House to take out a bunch of things. This is really too much. You have to take care of it..."

Well, as always.

Come to complain again.

……

Southern Region, Qianyuan City.

Qianyuan City, this demon city entrenched in the barren and evil land of the southern region, has always looked heavier in recent days.

The Dark Thousand Kite clan has always been considered a relatively powerful clan.

Of course, that was thousands of years ago.

Who would have thought that when their notorious elder was about to die, his energy and blood were gradually lost, and his power of protection was getting weaker day by day, the clan was still facing the dilemma of division and a lack of strong people?

In the Southern Territory, there are always fewer friends than enemies, and the same is true for the Dark Thousand Kite Clan. But now, they have only a few friends left, and their enemies are increasing day by day. Even the most influential force in the Southern Territory is ready to... no, it has already bare its fangs at them.

Perhaps this is the source of the heaviness that permeates the city.

The Holy Phoenix Palace, the tallest palace in Qianyuan City, was originally the clan leader's residence. However, under the command of the great clan elder, it was obediently given up and became the residence of the last Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix, the "Holy Phoenix Princess" Feng Yan'er.