What kind of fate was this that made He Zhizhou accidentally hold his hand the moment he turned around.
The sky had gradually darkened without anyone noticing. The thick night grew out from the shadows of the trees that blocked out the sun, covering the gloomy brow of the man in front of him.
How evil, domineering and self-centered he is. Others just run away with the ball, but He Zhizhou has gloriously lived an advanced version - running with the Demon Lord, and co-starring with the big brother beside him in a show "The Genius Demon Lord of Runaway Zhizhou".
"Big, big brother."
He finally stopped laughing this time. His facial features were shifting left and right like a speeding car, and his voice was shaking: "We picked up the wrong person. Can we go back and change him?"
He Zhizhou has a very clear understanding of his own strength.
His master is away from home all year round and he likes to play. Although he was an absolute collector and often purchased various secret books and techniques, after buying the books, he would place them in his study to create a domino effect, and the accumulated dust could form a small mountain.
In short, it's just a worthless piece of junk.
The older brother holding his hand looked like a tough guy. From a distance he was as big as a hill, and up close he was as angry as a bull. His head was half his size, and his body was wrapped in dark evil aura, as if he had not taken a bath for eight hundred years. All the black mud had turned into spirits, floating around him.
Coupled with that half-smile, extremely devilish expression, in one word: absolutely amazing.
"go back?"
Qi Han raised his eyebrows and sneered, his tone was very cold: "You unreasonable young man, I will let you go to the underworld first!"
The evil spirit coiled around like a vine, silently wrapping around He Zhizhou's ankles and calves. The spiritual pressure was as heavy as iron, pressing him so hard that he could not move, and even escaping became a luxury.
After Qi Han finished speaking, he raised his free hand, trying to break He Zhizhou's right hand that was holding him. However, before he could break his hand, he heard a rustling sound behind him.
The murderous intent in his eyes became stronger, and he turned away impatiently.
The dark bushes were cleared away by humans, and from among the dense branches, a human head emerged, reflected by the mushrooms and looking green.
The man was obviously a disciple from an immortal sect, with an extraordinary appearance and outstanding temperament. He seemed to have noticed the movement here and turned his head so that his eyes met the two people's.
Qi Han became impatient and frowned; He Zhizhou's expression changed drastically when he caught a glimpse of the person who came, and he took a breath of cold air like a range hood.
This nose, this mouth, these eyes, this chin, and that underdeveloped little head that he was so familiar with.
He Zhizhou can no longer tell whether the current situation is "there are wolves in front and tigers behind" or "when fellow villagers meet, their eyes are filled with tears."
Jesus Christ, the swordsman who crawled out of the bushes not far away like Wangcai was actually his mortal enemy.
leaf! Zong! Balance!
When Ye Zongheng first saw the scene in front of him, he was also confused.
As the most proud disciple of the Wanjian Sect, he was very successful in the trial secret realm, killing anyone who stood in his way and gaining countless tokens.
After fighting for a while, I naturally want to have a good rest. He originally wanted to find a cave to spend the night, but while strolling leisurely, he actually met his mortal enemy He Zhizhou.
When enemies meet, they are especially jealous of each other.
He Zhizhou didn't know what he was doing, he was actually tugging at a tall and burly young man in the grove. The two of them were holding hands with their fingers interlocked, which made him feel nauseous and he wanted to poke his own eyes out.
Ugh, that's really disgusting.
The Demon Lord Qi Han on the side did not say anything. He stared at the expression of the strange swordsman, and the murderous aura around him became stronger and stronger.
He was surrounded by demonic energy and should have attracted more attention than He Zhizhou, but the other party just glanced at him quickly and then stared at the idiot named He with wide eyes, with shock and confusion in his eyes, and he was obviously very surprised.
He has always been smart and he immediately realized that these two people not only knew each other before, but they also probably had a close relationship.
The two people beside him were thinking rapidly, while He Zhizhou himself stood in the eye of the indescribable storm, silent.
Going forward or backward would both lead to death, not to mention that he was imprisoned by Qi Han's spiritual pressure and could not move. He was speechless for a moment and just wanted to shed two lines of tears to commemorate his own untimely death.
--wrong.
Maybe he still has a chance.
He Zhizhou's eyebrows twitched, his mind worked rapidly, his eyes moved back and forth between the two men's identical stinky faces, and a plan slowly took shape.
In Qi Han's cognition, he and Ye Zongheng must be old acquaintances who are familiar with each other this time;
From Ye Zongheng's point of view, he and this big bull brother were entangled in a complicated relationship, so their relationship must be very good.
In this way, wouldn't he be able to take advantage of this cognitive misalignment and completely reverse the dead end situation? Who says being attacked from both sides by enemies is a life-threatening situation? He insists on turning this into a double happiness!
"Ha! What, you think you can kill me today?"
He Zhizhou sneered harshly, his acting spirit bursting out at this moment, his eyes raised and his chin lifted, his voice as sharp as a knife: "Didn't expect it, I have helpers! He said a long time ago that he would teach you a lesson, with your level, what can you do to me?"
This cheap and pretentious tone would make parents so angry that they would have a mixed doubles match on the spot;
The facial features are so tall that any chef would want to take out a rolling pin and flatten them when they see them.
——This is "He's Acting Guide: Character Setting": the mistress who is complacent in front of the original wife.
This skill can be regarded as the culmination of cheap techniques. Once activated, it can increase the opponent's morale by three times. It is not recommended to use it casually unless it is to seek death.
But now it's different.
Although Qi Han and Ye Zongheng could both hear that He Zhizhou was mocking someone, they only felt that He Zhizhou was targeting them, and the other person present was the so-called "helper" in his mouth.
They never expected that this bastard He Zhizhou not only scolded them both, but also treated them as tools for his own use, just waiting to see a dog-eat-dog fight and a peak battle of the century.
Qi Han was the Demon Lord, and had never been subjected to such a blatant provocation. His eyes immediately became bloodshot and wide open, and the demonic energy around him was like a burning flame that suddenly soared high up.
——There is such a shameless person in the world. I can't beat him, so I arranged helpers early. Presumably, those damned righteous monks had already seen through his true identity a long time ago, and therefore deliberately set up this trap to make him reveal his identity!
This is an obvious humiliation, and he will make sure these two brats suffer the consequences today!
Ye Zongheng had fought with He Zhizhou for several years, and had never seen him so arrogant and domineering. After hearing this, he clenched the scabbard in his hand with a stern expression, ready to meet the enemy.
——He Zhizhou is really shameless. In order to curry favor with a strong man to deal with him, he even sacrificed his looks and tugged with this strong man. How shameless.
There was a very strong demonic aura surrounding that person. He was probably a descendant of the demon clan, just like Pei Ji of Xuanxu Sect. But so what? We are all disciples in the Jindan stage. All beings are equal under the way of sword. Who is afraid of whom? Don't be so arrogant, you bastard!
As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
However, unfortunately, these two believed the slander of villains like He Zhizhou. As they confronted each other, they were fighting a battle of wits and courage with the air, and the fight was so dangerous and furious.
He Zhizhou, however, was eager to watch the fun. When the spiritual pressure around him gradually moved towards Ye Zongheng, he finally let go of Qi Han's hand and stepped back a few steps, still holding his neck high and shouting, "What? You don't dare to move? Are you scared? That's it? No way, there won't be anyone who can be scared so easily! My friend is already prepared, don't be a coward!"
Qi Han's eye twitched.
Ye Zongheng clenched his fist.
A cold wind blew by, lifting their long black hair and flowing robes.
The demonic energy and sword energy were invisible but tangible, and they were confronting each other in a tense manner in the night, with a sense of impending storm. Faintly, one or two buzzing sounds of swords could be heard, hitting the eardrums heavily.
Qi Han's face was gloomy and cold: "You are quite courageous, kid."
Ye Zongheng was amused by the kingly aura he exuded. He sneered disdainfully: "When I kill you, you will find that I am even more courageous."
"You bastard!"
The demonic energy surged like black fog, as if it would attack fiercely in the next moment. Qi Han shouted sternly: "We are just different from you, so we have to be looked down upon and killed. Today I will kill you, a madman, and see who dares to point fingers at us in this secret realm!"
He Zhizhou knew it very well and understood that the "we" he was talking about was the demon clan.
This guy is really shameless. He ignored the fox spirits that were almost exterminated and started by saying "We are just a little different from you guys". It seems that he has done all kinds of things that are abhorrent to both humans and gods, and he is still not convinced by the righteous way of exterminating them.
He killed people and burned things, he slaughtered entire families, but he knew that he was a good boy.
But do people need a reason to eliminate pests?
Ye Zongheng was shocked when he heard this, and his gentle and fair face instantly twisted into a puddle of mud.
——No way, brother, if you really want to hold He Zhizhou’s hand, just go ahead and do it!
I know that your relationship is indeed unique...but there's no need to be so cynical! When other people see the two of you, they would at most gather together to make a few comments, saying what "kill them all" and "slaughter the lunatics" mean, and whether you are sick!
Ye Zongheng drew his sword from its sheath, his face reflected by the sword light in a cold white, and his voice became a little colder: "No point in talking any more, come on! None of you can escape today!"
This brat actually wants to kill all the demons in the secret realm!
Qi Han laughed loudly, and in a moment his spiritual energy surged. A surging black tide swept through the air with an overwhelming force and attacked Ye Zongheng directly not far away!
It was not until this time that Ye Zongheng finally realized that something was wrong.
This old man, who was as burly as a bull, had amazing spiritual power, which was totally different from that of a Jindan-stage cultivator. Moreover, his demonic energy was too pure, with zero pollution and no additives, and not a trace of righteousness could be detected. This person doesn't seem to be a serious person who comes to participate in the trial.
Instead, he is a very orthodox demon with a high level of cultivation.
Before being swept into the air by the surging demonic energy, Ye Zongheng took a last look at He Zhizhou with a look of surprise on his face. Thinking of his abnormal words and demeanor, I finally understood something in my heart, and I struggled to shout, "Brother, you've been deceived by him!"
Qi Han became even angrier upon hearing this.
Of course he knew that he had been deceived by He Zhizhou, otherwise he would not have revealed his identity and found himself in this place, where he was surrounded by the righteous sword practitioners. This person succeeded in his evil plan, and afterwards he even showed off so blatantly...
Why go to such lengths to kill people and destroy their hearts?
Qi Han was so angry that he broke into a voice: "Shut up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, layers of demonic energy surged up and rushed forward like a long dragon. Although Ye Zongheng wanted to defend himself, he was still ruthlessly knocked into the air.
——This is actually a demon who has reached the Nascent Soul stage!
The pure-blooded demons had long disappeared, and he couldn't figure out where He Zhizhou found the thing in front of him. He cut it like cutting vegetables. If he ran into other Jindan-stage disciples, he might be able to make a full banquet.
Ye Zongheng's mind was dizzy and his internal organs were churning due to the impact of the evil spirit. He had never suffered such humiliation before, and was about to curse when he suddenly saw a snow-white figure flash past him.
When he looked closely, he saw that He Zhizhou stepped on his right foot with his left foot, and then stepped on his left foot with his right foot. With the continuous stepping of his two feet on each other, he gradually rose into the air like climbing a ladder!
——Are you sick? ! !
Although He Zhizhou and Ye Zongheng have always been at odds, he is not so crazy as to hand over his mortal enemy to the Demon Lord to be cut into pieces.
He was unable to move due to the pressure of the demonic energy and could only stand there and wait for death. The reason why he deliberately provoked the conflict between the two was just to divert Qi Han's attention. He planned to take the opportunity to escape with Ye Zongheng after he was out of the control of the pressure.
And now, when Ye Zongheng was pushed to the sky by the evil spirit, it was their best chance to escape!
He Zhizhou didn't care about the horror on Ye Zongheng's face. He dragged the collar of Ye Zongheng's neck and ran into the dense forest. While fleeing in panic, he explained: "This is a long story. That person is the Demon Lord hiding in the secret realm. With our strength, we are definitely far inferior to him. The most urgent thing is to escape as soon as possible and meet up with others."
In the world he originally lived in, there was a stock god named Buffett, who was invincible and powerful.
But if the two of them were to duel with Qi Han without knowing their own limitations, they would become the real "Bajuete", invincible, slaughtered by all sides, and in the end it would be no different from giving away their heads for charity, being pinned to the ground by the Demon Lord and ruthlessly harvested like leeks.
Ye Zongheng was dragged by the collar from behind and ran away. It was unknown whether he was angry or annoyed. His words were weak and unclear, as if he was on his deathbed.
He Zhizhou was against the wind and could only piece together his meaning through a few blurred syllables: My heart is so tired. If I die, He Zhizhou, you will be the murderer.
He Zhizhou could only agree with him: "Okay, okay, yeah, yeah, I got it. Remember to drink more hot water to recuperate when you go back."
After that, Ye Zongheng continued to talk like chanting a sutra. His voice became smaller and smaller, and more and more weird. His whole body was convulsing like a dead fish washed ashore, and a sound similar to Kayako climbing the stairs came out of his throat.
When He Zhizhou turned his head impatiently, he found that he had fainted with his eyes closed and his tongue sticking out.
He Zhizhou finally understood.
It turns out that what he wanted to say was, "My neck is so tight... ahh ...
He Zhizhou flipped him over with an expressionless face, as if he was swinging an Indian flying pancake. A mournful wail sounded in the silent woods; it was his last act of tenderness towards Ye Zongheng.
"Hey."
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