I wanted to hide Qingcheng and Little Red Dragon, but the two little dragons were very naughty. While I was stunned, I ran over to the middle-aged woodcutter, surrounded the woodcutter, and sniffed around like a husky.

I was speechless, but I could only walk over quickly. I was worried that I would scare the middle-aged woodcutter, but I found that his face was calm, which directly confirmed the guess that he was not an ordinary person.

"Brother, this..." The middle-aged woodcutter did not move, looked down at Qingcheng and Xiaohonglong, feeling a little embarrassed, but he could not see the fear, and was very calm.

I went over and grabbed Qingcheng and Xiaohonglong, and then smiled and said, "This is my friend, I'm so sorry to bother you!"

"Friend? Isn't this a pet? I thought this was something rare raised by the people in your city!" The middle-aged woodcutter was a little curious, but more surprised.

His performance was like an old mountain farmer who had never seen a dragon and had not seen much. As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.

I frowned slightly. Could it be that I was wrong? He was the villager living nearby?

When the middle-aged woodcutter saw me pulling away the little red dragon and Qingcheng, his face returned to calm. He pulled his clothes and wiped his face and said, "God doesn't know what's going on. Two suns emerged from the sky, shining day and night!"

After these words, I became even more confused. If I were to say that he was really ignorant, why could he see the two channels in the Tianfeng Formation?

I gently bounced on Qingcheng and Xiaohonglong's heads, and they immediately calmed down and hid behind me. I said straight to the point: "Senior, since you are here, there is no need to hide like this. What purpose do you have? You can just say it!"

"Hahaha!" When the middle-aged woodcutter heard this, he suddenly laughed wildly. My face darkened, and my fingers buzzed violently. The air roared, sweeping the Taoist patterns and shot directly at the middle-aged woodcutter.

He raised his head and laughed violently, and with a thunderous sound, the runes I bounced across from his body. The next second, the middle-aged woodcutter's body exploded and turned into a ball of purple-black mist, which quickly floated into the air. The black mist floated outside, and the purple mist condensed a huge human face inside, and jumped into the sky with a big laugh, like a sky curtain, falling into the mountains, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Demon!" I was shocked and felt a little incredible.

The master of the Shangguan family talked about the devil, which was also related to Yanhuang. The subsequent things about the devil world were almost gone. The demons we talked about later are all used to describe creatures who do evil, not real demons.

And the people in the demon world are not just unforgivable. They are just one kind of creature.

Although I didn't have all my strength in the attack just now, I had already used the innate runes, and the suppression of him seemed not so obvious, so I didn't chase him for a while, for fear that Qingcheng and Little Red Dragon would encounter danger in a hurry.

I suppressed the Taoist qi in my body and remembered the place where the demonic qi fell.

He took the initiative to come to the door, whether it was an enemy or a friend, obviously there was something wrong. It was impolite to come and not go, so I also wanted to prepare to visit.

And what I am most worried about now is that not only are there immortals and demons, but also the ghosts in the lower realms, but the creatures in several realms gather here.

The only thing I can't be sure of is that they lurked down, is the passage closed and cannot go back, or is there something to do?

You can't be the one lurking here. You want to help the Yin Emperor in the lower realm rebellion, right?

This idea came to my mind, and it was a big deal. If this is true, it would be a sad thing in the world. Not only was it chosen to be a springboard on the battlefield, it was still a breeding circle for other people's sacrifices.

Instead of chasing me, I returned to the room, got some food for Qingcheng and Xiaohonglong, and comforted them to sleep. Then I took out my magic armor and injected my Taoist energy into it, checking inch by inch.

I was not able to find any problem with the ordinary Taoist Qi, but I was still not able to find any problem with it. I was holding the divine armor and was a little confused. If there was no consciousness of the Immortal Emperor inside, why didn’t the stolen immortals be used, but instead hid it?

Or is he afraid of causing trouble, so he doesn't need it. After he was killed, the consciousness on the divine armor disappeared?

I am not sure, I dare not put it on rashly. After all, the enemy I face in the future is likely to be its owner. If I wear other people's things to fight against him, I will be completely seeking death!

After checking over and over again all night, at dawn, Qingcheng and Little Red Dragon started to tossing again. I collected my magic armor and took them around during the day, flying hundreds of kilometers away. In addition to enjoying this short peace, I also wanted to seize the time to find a place to hide.

Actually, I have a choice now. The hillside of Shushan is a good choice. It is just that people from the Demon Realm are nearby, so it will become less secret. Otherwise, as long as Xia Tian and Chen Ou come to set up the formation at that time, I will use the innate Taoist pattern to reinforce it, and there will be no big problem.

After a day of swimming, there was no valuable discovery, but we had a lot of fun and left a laughing sound along the way.

This is the life I want. The only shortcoming thing is that she is beautiful and has no human beings. However, she and Xiao Honglong are almost the same day and grow very fast. I believe that within half a month, they will undergo huge changes.

After playing for a day, Little Red Dragon and Qingcheng fell asleep very early. I was still studying the magic armor and wanted to pick bones from eggs. Only in this way can I feel at ease when I use it.

As the sun sets, the cries of wild beasts and night birds begin to be heard in the quiet forest, and the noise is filled with peace and tranquility.

At about the same time, I sealed the entire wooden house with the innate Taoist patterns, put away my magic armor, stood up, walked to the lake and sat cross-legged. Sure enough, at almost the same time, the middle-aged woodcutter carried firewood out again.

As soon as he appeared, I became alert and secretly touched Lou Guanjian. As a result, he seemed to have forgotten what happened yesterday. He walked up to me as if nothing had happened, pulled up his clothes and wiped the sweat on his face.

This time, before he could speak, I said, "Senior, you are like this, there is no meaning at all. We know ourselves and our enemy, so there is no need to hide each other. I am Lin Chu of the human world. How dare you ask if you are from the demon world?"

I remained silent, but under my instruction, Lingxin secretly urged the Yang Soul Grass to sink into the ground. During the time I was talking, the Yang Soul Grass had already spread all over the surrounding ground.

The breath of my body remained unchanged, and the middle-aged woodcutter didn't notice it. He just heard what I said, and he acted a little surprised, looked at me with a strange look and asked, "My friend, do we know each other?"

"Haha!" I was so angry that I sneered by his reaction, "It's an enemy or a friend, we spread it out and said, there is no need to act!"

"What acting?" The middle-aged woodcutter became more and more confused, and his expression was very real.

I took a deep breath. I originally planned tonight as long as he appeared, no matter whether he was an enemy or a friend, I would have a result. I didn't want to leave a hidden danger to the future, but his expression and words made me a little confused.

I stared at him for a long time, took a deep breath and said, "It's nothing, it's so late, you have to be careful, there is no peace nearby."

The middle-aged woodcutter then showed a mouthful of white teeth, smiled kindly, went to the lake to drink a few sips of water, and then walked towards the mountain opposite.

I took a deep breath, quickly sealed the breath on my body, and followed him.

On the way, the middle-aged woodcutter did not notice that I was following me, nor did he react abnormally. Instead, he whistled and sang a mountain song, which was very leisurely.

I followed along, speechless. This demon was either having a problem with his brain or something big secret was hidden on his body.

These days I have been very leisurely, but what I have discovered seems to have subverted what I knew before. The world seems to be not as simple as the altar and battlefield.

Perhaps, from this demon, I can ask something.

The middle-aged woodcutter climbed two mountains, but still walked slowly and leisurely. I followed him, and couldn't help but feel a little worried, afraid that this was luring the tiger away from the mountain. When he was about to return, the middle-aged woodcutter stopped on a ridge. He put down the firewood and pulled open a pile of weeds. Under the weeds was a sloping hole. He walked in slowly and put down the firewood again, pulled over the dead branches and leaves, and still blocked the cave. The whole process was neither too fast nor too slow, and he was extremely skillful, as if he had been repeated for a long time.

After a while, I carefully drilled into the middle of the branches blocking the entrance of the cave. The cave was very deep, leaning downward, and walking more than a hundred meters, a cave room appeared in front, with a bonfire in the middle, and a copper pot hanging on it with a wooden rack. Something was boiling inside, and it kept boiling.

The first thing I saw was these. I felt like a seclusion place for people who returned to nature. But when my eyes shifted and looked around, I was so creepy that my hair stood up.

In the cave with a height of more than 100 square meters, except for the entrance and the other three rock walls, each of which was leaning against four dark coffins. In each coffin, the first mouth on the left was empty, and the rest of the coffins were filled with a person exactly like the old woodcutter.

Twelvets? I think even gods can’t be born. Is this the secret to his survival?

The middle-aged woodcutter who came out to cook something, took out a wooden bowl and started eating. After a while, he stood up, touched his stomach, and looked at the hole at the entrance. At this glance, I thought I had been discovered and was startled. But soon, the middle-aged woodcutter's eyes were withdrawn and murmured to himself: "It's so fast! Another day has passed." After that, he turned around and walked towards the empty coffin and leaned in. The next second, a purple air flew out from his eyebrows and floated to the coffin next to him. The eyebrows of the person who was in the coffin were immediately closed. The middle-aged woodcutter's eyes suddenly opened, and his face was a little excited, and he said: "It's so good, it's a new day."

Another middle-aged woodcutter who walked out of the coffin was busy as soon as he came out, fearing that his time would be wasted. Soon, he cleaned the hole, washed the pot, and cooked things inside.

A person who is exactly the same behavior is exactly the same, but I feel that they are two different people.

For a moment, I couldn't figure out what was going on. I wanted to force him to take action and catch him up to see what was going on, but I was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble.

It was busy until dawn that the middle-aged woodcutter picked up the hatchet on the ground, carried the load, and prepared to get out of the hole. I pinched a earth escape technique and hid into the rock wall. After he left, he quietly came out and checked the eleven old woodcutters who remained. The result surprised me a little. These eleven people were all living people with breathing, but none of them had souls.

Seeing this scene, I seemed to have guessed something.

This is indeed the secret of his survival. The purple air should be similar to our soul. He uses continuous entry into new bodies to waste time. However, this change is very thorough and cannot retain memory. Therefore, every middle-aged woodcutter is an independent person.

I didn't dare to delay the living middle-aged woodcutter left, so I quickly returned to the cabin. As soon as I arrived by the lake, I saw Qingcheng and Xiaohonglong chasing and playing with the two of them.

I was so angry that I thought that the next time I sealed it, I must not keep the exit, otherwise I would probably have to come back once I came back, and I guess the two little dragons would be gone.

When I saw me coming back, the two people who led Qingcheng and Xiaohonglong to run also walked towards me. They were neither others, but Chen Ou and Xiatian.

After many days, the three of them seemed a little alienated when they met. This alienation was not emotional, but our different ideas. When we met, we didn’t know what to say.

Chen Ou first broke the silence, touched Qingcheng's head, looked around and said, "You are so cool, you have chosen such a good place and have a small face. Where did you get the pet from? You are so naughty."

They had never seen the transformation of Qingcheng and the little red dragon, and the misunderstanding was understandable. I glanced at Chen Ou and said lukewarmly: "You touched your head, Qingcheng, the red one, is the little red dragon in Kunlun Xu. Are your eyes standing on the back of your head? You can't even tell the young dragon!"

When Chen Ou heard this, he was so scared that he hurriedly retracted his hand, but soon touched Qingcheng's head and asked me: "After the younger brother and sister have escaped from transformation, they have entered the cycle of reincarnation?"

After the summer cultivation level has improved, he has also come into contact with more things. He reminded Chen Ou: "This should be the Nine Changes of the Anti-Dragon, which is like the Phoenix Reverse Pan. It is on the verge of death. The Dragon Reverse Scale will release its power, giving them a chance to be reborn. The younger brothers and sisters are still in their childhood, but they will grow up soon!"

Chen Ou smiled, bounced Qingcheng's forehead, and said, "No children can remember anything. Take advantage of the moment and bully this female boss!"

Chen Ou won’t hurt Qingcheng and the others, and I ignored it. Hearing this, he just said inadvertently: “Their memories will always be preserved. After they change again, this part of the memories will become the dominant.”

After I finished speaking, Chen Ou was a little unbelievable. I added: "These words were said by the Nine-tailed Fox. They are both demon clans, and I think he knows them best."

Chen Ou's face changed suddenly. He trembled and pulled his hand back. He knelt in front of Qingcheng with a thud, pulled Qingcheng's chubby little dragon to grab it, and insisted that Qingcheng press it on his head, muttering, "My brother and sister, I was an unintentional act just now, don't care. You just need to rub it back."

Xia Tian and I were speechless, but Chen Ou’s behavior just now was indeed a bit deadly. I ignored Chen Ou and turned around and said to Xia Tian: "I didn’t expect you to come here!"

"The location of the nine-tailed Fox Senior told us!" Xia Tian said.

I said, "If you are here to be lobbyists, I don't think you need to!"

"Lin Chu, you really misunderstood this time. We won't talk about future affairs. We are here today, just want to get together!" Xia Tian saw that I was talking with a thorny expression and wanted to bring up this topic. He smiled and said, "Tell you a good news. Mengmeng's matter has been solved. The people from Qimen Dunjia helped find the ghost grass. Now he has taken over Qimen Dunjia. In a few days, if he has handled the Qimen Dunjia matter, he should come over."

Speaking of Zhang Mengmeng, I feel a little indebted, "I didn't do anything about this, thanks to you and Chen Ou. By the way, what's your situation now?"

Xia Tian inherited the immortal essence and gained powerful power, but in return he was suppressed by the human world.

"Fortunately, it's not a complete immortal. It's weakening a little every day, but it won't die so soon. Besides, we don't have that much time!" This time, Xia Tian said this, and seemed much more free and calm. He asked me, "By the way, there is still about a month left, what are your plans!"

He was worried that I would misunderstand again, so he explained, "I mean, your own plan!"

"Well! Let's sit in the yard and talk!"

Chen Ou also came over at this time, but was stuck by Qingcheng and Xiaohonglong. He knew their identities and Chen Ou didn't dare to tease them anymore.

I comforted Qingcheng and Xiaohonglong, and told them not to go far and just play nearby.

Even if there is something wrong with Chen Ou and Xia Tian, ​​there is no need to hide it. I will tell you about Shushan first. Chen Ou said as soon as he heard it: "This news is really bad news, but it is also good news. Use that sword for me!"

I knew he would say this and talk about the problem. I heard that it could not inject Dao Qi, and Chen Ou was also boring.

I originally wanted to talk about spiritual matters and take this opportunity to see if it can be given to Xia Tian, ​​but thinking about this thing is useful to me. At least with it, Lou Guan Jian does not need to be activated, which saves a lot of effort. Moreover, it can be activated in secret, so it can be silent, but I still haven't mentioned it.

This is not because I am selfish, but when facing a strong enemy, if you focus useful things on one person, your chances of winning will be greater.

I ate something briefly at noon, and we talked about the topic of God Armor. I told all the results of my exploration. God Armor was also placed on the table, and I read it again in Xiatian.

Chen Ou’s current strength is unable to inject Daoqi. After we finished reading it, I planned to put it away. But he was dissatisfied and muttered: “You are discriminating against the weak, I want to protest!”

I knew that he could slap his mouth for a long time, so I had to hand him the magic armor. After tossing and turning, he returned it to me and made a suggestion: "Everything with a spirit is related to blood. Perhaps, you can investigate it from this aspect!"
Chapter completed!