Chapter 11 Give me the cold and white bomb
A few days later, the demon god came again. This time, a masked man in black stood behind him. Just looking at him from afar made one feel cold.
This is where the entire relationship between Han Zhi and Dong Ge Ming Ye ends.
"He has suddenly come to Musheng Country and is cultivating his own power in Zhulin. Your Highness, I'm afraid the Wood God has reached some agreement with the Demon God."
Chi Changyuan remained silent on Jiang Mo's words, saying, "Now that the seven nations have reached a truce and the world is at peace, it's none of my business who the Wood God chooses to befriend. But if she were to collude with the Demon God to steal my Hanxu treasure, I would definitely not let her off lightly."
The God of Wood has always treated him well, and he does not want to be his enemy unless it is necessary.
Dong Ge Mingye, who had been criticized by everyone for a long time, was now sitting cross-legged with a sword in his arms.
If Chi Changyuan and others were lucky enough to meet him, they would definitely notice the painful expression on his pale face.
"Lord...Lord..."
After struggling to open the sound transmission mirror, Dong Gemingye knelt down and apologized: "My subordinate... my old injury has relapsed, and I can't come back for the time being."
He was indeed not smart. After waking up again, he remembered nothing and only had strength left.
This secret realm would suppress his divine power and would also cause his body, which had been repaired with great difficulty, to become unstable. Unfortunately, he was too anxious to learn the Water Condensation Technique hidden in the secret realm, so he walked in without thinking.
Now that the Water Condensation Art was in his hands, he felt a little relieved, but he still had to wait for the Water Condensation Art to stay here for another three days to purify the restrictions set by the Water God, so he couldn't take the Water Condensation Art away immediately.
At this moment, the only person he wanted to see was his master.
If only I could see him...
He thought that as long as he could see him, he would be willing to die immediately.
It’s a pity that his wish is going to be unfulfilled.
At the moment of thunder, white lightning flashed across the clouds and landed steadily in the Palace of King Cinder.
In the Palace of King Cinder, the man on the throne was cold and ruthless, with black hair and red eyes, and was extremely handsome.
Seeing the other party coming uninvited, he didn't even look at him and just sat there playing chess.
"Ah Jin! Your King Jin Palace is becoming more and more extravagant!"
There are countless glazed tiles everywhere, making the entire palace sparkle.
Nan Chao Wenyan, also a demon god, looked at the room full of glittering and magnificent decorations with admiration and praised: "I heard that Leng Baibai gave them all to you?"
When this name was mentioned, Fenjin's expression finally twitched.
He put down the black piece in his hand with a bad look on his face and said unhappily, "What on earth do you want to do?"
"Nothing." Nan Chao Wenyan said with a smile: "I haven't been here for a long time. I missed you."
"...Are you going to tell me or not?"
Doesn’t this guy always come here to ask something of him?
"Hehe, don't be so excited, Ah Jin." Nan Chao Wenyan grinned. If Fen Jin hadn't known him for many years, he would probably have thought he was some naive young man.
"I heard that Leng Baibai and you made a magical weapon together before. It can blow people into pieces with just a few throws, right?"
Burning Embers: "..."
"Oh, you know, I recently gave the Water Condensation Art to Mu Fanghua, but once I enter that secret realm, I will be reduced to my original form - I have no combat power without magic power." The secret realm that he broke into back then really screwed him over.
He smiled and said, "Lend it to me. I'll take it with me for self-defense."
Fenjin didn't want to waste time talking to him, so he raised his hand and threw what he wanted over to him.
"You don't have to pay me back."
In fact, he had been looking for it as early as when Nan Chao asked Yan Wen.
"Thank you!" The outer shell of the box in his hand was made of ice condensed by the Ice God himself, and it was indestructible.
After getting what he wanted, he left without looking back.
Burning Embers: "..."
Never mind, he's always like this.
He quietly cleaned up the mess. It was getting late and it was time for Nichang to have her meal. He agreed to accompany her to inspect East City in the afternoon.
Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.
Chi Changyuan and the other two who were still in the secret realm were not in a good condition.
"What on earth does the demon god want to do? He took the things and left them in this shabby place instead of taking them away." Jiang Mo couldn't help cursing at Nan Chao Wenyan. Wouldn't a normal person think of leaving the things at home?
He was placed in someone else's home, a place where no one can please him.
"Is there any way for him to use his magic power in here?"
"Impossible." Chi Changyuan immediately denied this guess.
"If my guess is correct, this secret realm should contain the God-Slaying Formation designed by the Wood God a thousand years ago specifically to restrain Nan Chao Wen Yan."
After all, among the seven gods, only Nan Chao Wenyan has extraordinary magical powers, but he has never practiced martial arts.
Even the Wood God, who was not good at fighting, was much stronger than him with his bare hands.
As for Nan Chao Wenyan's idea, he understood it in his heart. If his father had not set up the magic spell long ago, he would not have arrived in Zhulin so slowly.
"As expected, the evil intentions are still there." He hated both Nan Chao Wenyan and Fen Jin equally.
Unlike Jiang Mo and Chi Changyuan, Han Zhi was much calmer.
It doesn’t matter to him who has the Water Condensation Technique. Of course, it’s best if it’s not in the hands of those two men.
The most important thing is that he is hungry.
Moreover, he didn't believe that the two people without magical powers could withstand hunger.
Han Zhi is a good cook. While Chi Changyuan and Jiang Mo were discussing enthusiastically, he quietly dragged a wild boar that Chi Changyuan had killed, picked some mushrooms, smashed the wild boar into pieces with his bare hands, and then took a piece of wood to make fire.
If he still had some magic power, he could create a small flame at will.
If this secret realm did not suppress divine power, he could take food from the storage ring.
Unfortunately, there was no if, so he could only make fire by rubbing two sticks together.
While drilling, he watched to see when Chi Changyuan and Jiang Mo would finish their discussion.
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