Those who know say this is the dwelling place of a great demon; those who don't might think it's some kind of mass grave.
Lu Mengmeng has excellent night vision. Wearing a pink dress, she slowly walked up the mountain and stopped after a short while.
He looked at the withered tree branch next to him with a puzzled expression.
"You've been following Mengmeng for so long, is it because you need to see Mengmeng?"
If there's nothing else, hurry home. You're too weak.
Mengmeng isn't interested in you at all.
Or you can just tell Mengmeng Xuan where he is.
Mengmeng needs to see him about something!
The man in black hiding behind the tree was the crow spirit who had gathered information for Xuan before Xuan took revenge on Lu Haotian and Lu Mengmeng.
At this moment, he was so frightened that he was covered in sweat.
His innate skill is stealth.
I don't understand at all why I was discovered when I was hiding so well.
It has now been discovered by the ancient Pixiu.
He was caught in a dilemma: whether he went out or not.
The crow spirit fell silent for a moment, and stopped moving forward, following Lu Mengmeng.
After standing there for a while and thinking, he disappeared from the spot.
Although he didn't want to tell Xuan that the ancient Pixiu had come to kick the mountain.
Ideally, we should catch him off guard and kill him on the spot.
But he possesses a mysterious curse.
If this curse determines that he has betrayed us, then he will surely die a miserable death.
Lu Mengmeng only regarded this as a minor incident and did not pay much attention to it.
That little imp is too weak.
She couldn't even muster the energy to do anything unless he took the initiative.
Along the way, the mindless little demons would run away whenever they saw her.
Even intelligent little demons can't escape her once they see her.
The entire Xuanfeng Manor was thrown into chaos by Lu Mengmeng's arrival.
Inside the magnificent bedroom.
Xuan, dressed in white loungewear, leaned casually against the bed, enjoying the fruit his concubines fed him.
The wound on my thigh, torn by the ancient Pixiu, still aches.
Xuan was seething with anger, and his temper had been quite bad these past few days.
Last night, news came again that the Corpse Demon had failed.
He wasn't too surprised by the news.
Even he himself couldn't defeat the ancient Pixiu, so what was that three-thousand-year-old corpse demon?
Is he stronger than him?
"Your Majesty!" A raven spirit dressed in black suddenly appeared in Xuan's bedchamber and knelt down.
Xuan waved to him, "What happened?"
The crow spirit did not look up, but stated the facts: "Lord Pixiu has come to our Xuanfeng Manor."
We've now reached the outer edge of the second layer of the barrier.
"Clang!" In his excitement, Xuan accidentally knocked the metal basin containing the fruit to the ground.
He exclaimed excitedly, "What!"
How did she find her way here?
Are those outer barriers inanimate?
How could we let him in so easily?!
What use are you guys?
The crow spirit lowered its head, concealing the disdain in its eyes.
Although he was scolded, he didn't show the slightest anger.
He stated the facts in a calm tone: "There are rumors that Lord Pixiu came down from Nanke Mountain."
No need for further explanation; Xuan could understand the unspoken meaning.
His face immediately darkened, and he slammed the pre-packaged food in his hand to the ground.
"That bitch Nan Ke! Doesn't she understand how good I am?"
With a "crack!", the jade pendant hit the ground and shattered into pieces, leaving no trace of its original form.
His concubine rushed over to comfort him, rubbing his chest and back.
She said in a soft, sweet voice, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry."
You're injured right now, don't get upset and hurt yourself.
Xuan's features were fierce, and I roared, "How can I not be angry?"
That damn bitch! She's obviously betraying me now!
Is this for real? They won't let me live past her 8200th birthday?
That bitch's birthday is in two days.
Why did that damned ancient Pixiu arrive so early?
He was also thinking of taking advantage of Nan Ke's birthday to apologize to her in front of everyone.
It makes him look bad in front of the other Yao Mings, and prevents him from standing up for her.
We'll just take care of this Pixiu for him then!
They didn't even give it to him for two days!
Xuan's anger was understandable.
However, the concubines around him were not as skilled as him.
I heard that an ancient Pixiu has come up the mountain, and everyone is terrified.
A concubine stepped forward and asked in a whimpering voice, "Your Majesty, what should we do?"
Will the ancient Pixiu harm us after it arrives?
He said that only to get Xuan to promise to protect them.
Or, we could just take them and run away.
Asking whether those things would hurt them is utter nonsense.
Which king would not eliminate his enemies completely?
Upon hearing her words, Xuan glanced at her from head to toe.
The concubine was so frightened that she trembled.
It looks like it's being targeted by some predator.
Xuan withdrew his gaze.
I want to escape, but I can't bring myself to do it.
If we don't run away.
Even in his prime, he couldn't defeat the ancient Pixiu. Now that he's seriously injured, how could he possibly win?
In the end, I gritted my teeth and realized that nothing was more important than my life.
He instructed his concubines, "Since the ancient Pixiu has come to our mansion as a guest, we should naturally treat her well."
"You all stay here and keep me company. I'll go to the back and pick out some of the finest wines."
Upon hearing this, the crow spirit gave a sarcastic laugh.
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