Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

Lu Mu saw a piece of skeleton sandwiched between the tree roots and the soil.

Those are the front legs of some demon species.

It was unknown whether that guy died here or not, because Lu Mu didn't have the energy to dig out the skeleton to see whether it was complete or not.

"Roar……"

Suddenly, a hoarse, unpleasant, and violent roar echoed through the forest.

In front of us, there was a demonic shadow suddenly flashing back and forth. Upon closer inspection, we found that it was not a huge monster. However, the environment was dim and the spiritual sense could not be used. The figure of the monster could not be clearly seen with the naked eye.

"Be careful."

Feng Yan'er's pretty face darkened slightly, and she pulled Yuan Yu, and the two of them slowed down their pace cautiously.

"Ow..."

The howling sound came from far away and got closer. A giant wolf covered in black pus and with a hideous and ugly appearance suddenly appeared in front of everyone. It was a wolf, but unlike an ordinary wolf, it had two human-like hands and a melted head. Its claws were as sharp as blades, and its bloody mouth extending to its neck was filled with sharp fangs that shone coldly. There was also an eye in its mouth!

This is a low-level abyss beast.

It opened its mouth and bit everyone.

Lu Mu narrowed his eyes and clenched his palms.

In an instant, tremendous Taoist power burst out from his fingertips, Shura's murderous intent merged into substance, the murderous light was sharp, and the red-gold Taoist power blade slashed out.

"puff--"

The strange beast was caught off guard. It had no intelligence and didn't know how to hide. It just knew that when delicious meat appeared, it wanted to feast on it.

Then it was chopped up.

But the surroundings immediately became quiet, and no more extreme abyss beasts appeared. These monsters usually appeared in groups, with at least hundreds and at most thousands.

However, in a place where demonic energy permeates all year round, the number of strange beasts from the abyss has decreased.

Chapter 100: Feng Yaner knows everything

After killing this lone abyss beast, the dead and silent forest became quiet again.

"Let's go."

Lu Mu restrained his spiritual power.

It's too strange here, we shouldn't stay here for long.

Several girls followed him.

The atmosphere in this dead forest was quite depressing, without any movement of any living thing. Although there were rustling sounds in almost every dead tree, and he didn't know how many little monsters were hiding in them, since they would not leave the dead trees they lived in, Lu Mu naturally didn't want to pay attention to them and continued on his way.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally left the dead forest.

What appeared before my eyes was an ancient, desolate, and majestic stone tablet, only ten feet high, with countless indistinguishable claw marks carved on it, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life atmosphere.

The only recognizable characters left on the stele were "Ancient Dragon Forbidden Realm".

This is a boundary marker.

Looking back, the demonic energy became thicker and deeper. The black demonic fog did not block the vision now, but if we continued to go deeper, it would probably become so.

Moreover, around this boundary marker, one can still see some skeletons of people who have been dead for a long time, all of them are monsters.

It seems that most of the monsters who once entered the ancient battlefield and intended to explore this demon wasteland have only come here and dare not go any deeper.

"Let's take a break here."

Lu Mu took out his silver palace shuttle and threw it into the sky. Then a small palace wrapped in green light stood in the wasteland filled with demonic energy.

The defensive barrier outside the palace has firmly isolated all the evil spirits from the Abyss, so this palace does not need to worry about the invasion of evil spirits.

They also didn't refuse to find a place to rest.

After all, the environment of this demon wasteland is too suffocating.

After entering the palace, the other three women each chose a room, but Murong Xue asked for the same room with Lu Mu without any hesitation, and also half-heartedly brought Feng Yan'er along.

"Do you all live together? Then can I come?"

Chi Xin opened her eyes wide with an expectant look, looking full of innocence.

Then she was rejected without hesitation. Yuanyu naturally understood the atmosphere. She smiled and coaxed the little ancestor, who pouted after being rejected, to the other side.

As for Feng Yan'er and Lu Mu sleeping together... Yuanyu is not stupid. Although she has no husband, let alone a lover, just from the way Lu Mu looks at Feng Yan'er, and the way Feng Yan'er looks at him, Yuanyu can read a lot of confused and panicked emotions.

Also, Feng Yaner was willing to sleep in the same bed with Lu Mu from the moment they met, and she often showed some panic after being away from him...

She knew that the relationship between them was as close as that between fish and water.

But as a maid, she doesn't need to care too much about her master's love affairs. She just needs to know that Feng Yan'er has a great and powerful man standing behind her to provide her with support.

In the room, Murong Xue stripped naked and lay directly in the bathtub, while Feng Yan'er and Lu Mu sat by the window. The dim sky outside indicated that evil demons were roaming around. She watched indifferently, without saying a word, and without feeling sad or happy.

Lu Mu put his arm around her shoulders, and she leaned on him. The silver lines at the corners of her eyes seemed to be glowing with a dark, fiery red light.

But Feng Yan'er's body was obviously warm, soft and fragrant, but he always felt that there was a coldness in her heart.

It made her eyes look so dim.

"Before, on the soul raising platform, what did you see?"

he asked in a low voice.

"I saw... a flourishing age."

Feng Yaner raised her eyes and looked towards the black clouds in the distance.

The Soul Ascension Platform evoked the deepest memories in her heart, those memories that were lost because of Nirvana, so she had remembered everything.

Before her nirvana, she was the princess of the Nine-feathered Holy Phoenix clan. Her mother was revered as the Great Demon Lord and ruled over the Ancient Dynasty of Ten Thousand Demons. Naturally, she had lived a good life.

That was the last heyday of the demon race.

Even before the magic machines from outside the realm broke through the sky and descended into this world, the demon race was actually suppressed by humans to the point that they could only build up their own power on the edge of the South and Central Regions.

The most glorious days of the past are naturally gone forever.

But a lean camel is bigger than a horse after all.

Then, the demonic machine descended, bringing about the Xuantian catastrophe.

Everything changed.

The Ancient Dynasty of Ten Thousand Demons is gone, and the Southern Region is no longer a united front. The Nine-winged Holy Phoenix clan is so miserable that only Feng Yan'er is left alive.

Feng Yaner closed her eyes, as if immersed in memories. After a moment, she said, "I saw... a huge demon shadow in the sky above the Imperial City. I couldn't see its face, but it had a pair of huge blood-red eyes... It just floated in the sky, as if blocking the faint glow of the sky."

As she was talking, she suddenly stopped.

But without continuing, Lu Mu also knew what appeared in her memory.

In Feng Qingluo's memory, he also saw the huge magic machine, which looked like a manta ray covered with tentacles, but was more dangerous than a manta ray.

Although Lu Mu was unable to see the entire scene at the end of the Great Demon Lord’s memory, there was no need to elaborate on what happened afterwards, because the ruins of the Imperial City still stand on the land of the Southern Region today.

Feng Yaner therefore felt a sense of contrast.

It also brought fear.

This fear came from the deepest fear in her heart, like a subtle pathology, which made her often feel like she was in a dream, and when she woke up, nothing was left.

However, the warmth that Lu Mu brought her was real and genuine.

"I saw your mother."

Lu Mu lowered his head and kissed Feng Yan'er's forehead, and said softly: "She asked me to treat you well."

Feng Yaner was stunned for a long while.

"Mother......"

She always remembered Feng Qingluo.

Because that was the last face Feng Yan'er could see before her nirvana, how could she forget it?

She murmured, and then hugged Lu Mu tightly, "You have been very good to me."

"Not good enough."

Lu Mu stroked Feng Yan'er's satin-like red hair, stroking it gently and tenderly, as if soothing the unhappy haze deep in her heart.

"Did she say anything else?"

There was a little more tenderness in her eyes.

"Your mother has no objection to my being with you. Of course, what I am saying is..."

Feng Yaner pouted and pinched Lu Mu's face.

"I know what you mean."

She is a virgin.

But I understand everything.

But Lu Mu always thought that she knew nothing.

Lu Mu smiled instead, his fingers slowly slid across her slender neck, leaving a few ambiguous marks on her collarbone, then slid down to her waist, and then slowly moved up...

His fingers tapped lightly on the skin beneath the clothes, causing Feng Yan'er to tremble involuntarily.

"That's good to know. It will be easier for me to do it, right?"

Lu Mu's whisper made Feng Yan'er's ears turn red.

Chapter 103: Arrival at the Old Dragon's Tomb

I'm a bit sleepless tonight.

At night, there began to be movement in the Demonic Wasteland.

First, a large number of extremely strange beasts appeared from various places, underground, in the woods, and then in the wilderness. The roars of those deformed monsters began to rise one after another, and soon, they were no longer just roars.

A bizarre and shocking fight among the same kind began to unfold across the entire wilderness.

The low-level beasts in the abyss have no intelligence and they only think about killing.

Anything that moves wants to be taken a bite.

Lu Mu was sitting by the gate of the palace, from where he could see below. They were not flying very high, and the night in the ancient battlefield was not so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly.

So his gaze was lingering in the wilderness.

Dense numbers of extremely strange beasts emerged, fought each other, were killed, and then the next one came out, repeating the cycle over and over again...

It was chaos down there.

It is not difficult to imagine that if these strange beasts could fly, they would pounce on this palace without hesitation.

Lu Mu stood up, walked to the edge, and rubbed his fingers casually. The power of Taoism turned into a small fireball that burned. He threw it down casually.

When the fireball fell, it immediately became quite huge, dyeing the chaotic earth orange.

Flames shot up into the sky and heat waves rolled, but Lu Mu's expression remained indifferent.

He looked at the strange beasts fighting in the firelight, noticed the movement above, and then jumped up one after another, as if they smelled the scent of fresh meat, and they couldn't wait to tear apart any living thing.

Too bad they can't fly.

So don't even think about reaching this palace. Even if you can, the defensive barrier surrounding the palace will burn them into nothingness.

There were no ripples in Lu Mu's eyes, only a lonely shadow.

The night wind blew over with a hint of chill.

The long hair of Feng Yan'er, who was standing behind Lu Mu, was blown up. He turned around and saw Feng Yan'er's face with a serious look. She was looking at him, and seemed a little fascinated.

Feng Yan'er's gauze nightgown had already slipped off her shoulders, fluttering in the wind, making her skin look as white as cream, extremely beautiful. Her shoulders that revealed a semi-circular arc, and her slender and beautiful neck were so crystal clear that they were almost transparent, and in the dim light, they were tinged with a faint pink, which was very tempting.

A dark light flashed across Lu Mu's eyes. He stretched out a hand, placed it on Feng Yaner's shoulder, and slowly slid it down to her perky buttocks.