"I...I...was wrong...I'm sorry..."
Seeing that no one was helping her anymore, Dodder quickly changed her attitude and acted like an obedient person, admitting her mistake.
Shen Wuyou stopped looking at her and turned to look at the other demons. He said, "If you all have a destination already, then we will part ways here. If not, you can follow me to Yuyin Mountain and stay away from the human race."
At this time, Brother Song took Wei Yu's hand and stood up together, bowing to her and saying, "We thank the leader of the gods for his great kindness, but we won't be going to the Prison Mountain. I promised to take her home, so..."
"You must keep your word and do what you say. I understand." Shen Wuyou waved his hand and said goodbye to them.
"So, is there anything else?"
She asked again, and seeing that all the monsters shook their heads, she didn't delay any longer and headed towards the Prison Silent Mountain.
The night was deep with heavy frost and biting cold wind.
But Bai Yumo and the others didn't feel any coolness at all.
At this moment they were fighting with the rioting corpse puppets. Because of the spread of those evil thoughts, these corpse puppets were no longer obedient. Every move they made was powerful and could break the wind.
Although they were not very agile, they had no sense of pain and no thoughts. They rushed around fearlessly with fierce moves, and they really couldn't subdue them in one go.
"If we continue like this, we'll be out of energy."
Bai Yumo panted as he looked at the endless army of corpse puppets in the dungeon. He kept talking and he thought that one punch could tire them to death.
"Where is Long Aojun? When will he come?" She looked at Yan Qingli.
Ordinary flames could not burn them to death in a short period of time, and the corpse puppets with flames on their bodies were even more dangerous and difficult to get rid of, so they contacted Long Aojun who was in the palace, waiting for his Phoenix Divine Fire.
Speak of the devil, and he will appear——
"I am coming!"
Long Aojun rushed over without stopping, holding the Phoenix Sword with red flames attached to it.
In the dense darkness of the night, a dazzling crimson arc of red flame suddenly slashed out.
"Bang!"
The corpse puppets were knocked into the air, and then the red scorching divine fire instantly swept over their bodies. Dozens of corpse puppets were burned to ashes before they fell to the ground and disappeared in the air.
"Huh... I'm finally here." Bai Yumo rubbed her sore wrist and looked at the invincible Long Aojun in front of her. She couldn't help but admire him and said, "Qingli, I finally understand your happiness."
Yan Qingli glanced at her sideways: "Where's Wuyou? Ask her what's going on?"
The ghost general in the storage ring leaned forward, raised his two ghost claws, and skillfully began to write...
[The master said this was a deal she had with someone. She'll tell you the details when she gets back. Boo~]
The last word was written with trembling pen tip, suppressing the discomfort.
Bai Yumo: “…”
Yan Qingli: “…”
"Come back? Haha, just die outside!"
You didn't even tell me about such a big thing in advance. Do you consider them your friends?
Bai Yumo pouted, crossed her arms over her chest, turned her head angrily, and pushed the ghost general into the storage ring.
“Don’t be like this…”
Yan Qingli slowly exhaled...
"Just wait until she comes and kill her."
Bai Yumo: ???
You are so cruel!
She silently gave her a thumbs up.
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“Ahh~ Ahhh~~!”
Shen Wumo touched his nose, stretched out his hands and hugged himself tightly, and suddenly shivered.
“It’s so cold…”
Her voice was too soft for Bai Wei to hear clearly: "What did the leader say?"
"I said we're almost there," Shen Wuyou said quickly and seriously, "Just through the forest ahead is Prison Silent Mountain."
"Do we have to go so far?" Dodder muttered weakly, "It's obviously safe here, why do we have to go to the ghost tribe..."
"What do you want to say?" Shen Wuyou asked directly.
"I...I..." Seeing Shen Wuyou suddenly turn his head and look at her, that sharp gaze seemed to be able to penetrate her soul, making her feel a little uneasy.
However, she did not give up.
After scanning the surrounding demon tribe's curious gazes, she looked up at the white crane holding her in her arms, and tears slowly filled her aggrieved eyes...
"I... I'm just curious. Clearly, no human has ever been here. There were no traces of humans in the places we just visited. There are so many untouched places in this world, so why can't we go anywhere? Why do we have to go to the Prison Silent Mountain, which is under the feet of the ghosts..."
"That's enough." Shen Wuyou said impatiently, his brows furrowed slightly. "Hurry up and say what you want to say. If you keep talking nonsense like this for a long time, I'll leave you here and we'll go on our own."
As he said this, he raised his foot and continued walking forward, completely ignoring the surprise and anger on Dodder's face.
Seeing this, the other monsters followed Shen Wuyou's footsteps and continued to move forward.
After all, compared to the weak and crying Dodder, the clear-minded and decisive Shen Wuyou is their backbone.
As for the dodder behind her...she will be fine with Baihe around.
Seeing them walking further and further away, Dodder's eyes grew anxious, and he immediately grabbed Baihe beside him and ordered:
"Quick! Take me over! Stop them!"
Upon hearing this, the White Crane Demon Cen Jin frowned slightly and looked unhappy.
He did say that if needed, we could ask him for help, but he didn't give such a condescending order!
He didn't move for a moment, looking at the weak and boneless Dodder beside him with complicated eyes. For the first time, he felt that she might not be as kind and weak as he thought.
Seeing that those people were about to disappear, Dodder saw that the man next to him did not move at all. He immediately turned around and glared at him angrily.
"Why—why do you look so bad? Are you feeling unwell?"
Her tone changed so quickly that Cen Jin thought that the previous moment was just an illusion.
While he was stunned, Dodder said softly and aggrievedly:
"Brother Cen Jin... I didn't mean to be mean to you... I was just... I was too anxious... They all ignored me, and the leader couldn't stand me, making things difficult for me and scolding me... I don't know why the leader couldn't stand me so much...
"I clearly, clearly just felt that Prison Silence Mountain was too dangerous and was worried about everyone's safety...
"But why, no one believes me...
"There are obviously other safer places to go, so why does the leader insist on sending everyone to such a dangerous ghost tribe territory? Brother Cen Jin, think carefully, if the ghost tribe appears one day, and those powerful ghosts come down the mountain, will we still be able to survive?"
She was good at acting pitiful. With just a few words, she dispelled Cen Jin's doubts and unknowingly led him into her conversation, falling into deep thought.
"In the past, I only saw that when humans offered sacrifices to the gods, they would lead cattle and sheep to one place, waiting for the gods to come and enjoy..."
She observed the situation and tried again.
"Brother Cen Jin, what's the difference between us and those cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered?"
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