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"I get it!" Li Yun, who had been through all kinds of side talks, suddenly said, "I got it! The golden light on his body is a dark talisman!"
Even Yan Zhengming was a little ecstatic, and said softly: "Flowing water, smoke and clouds can be used as dark talismans, but... can they also be engraved on people?"
"It's definitely not a human being," Li Yun said firmly, "it's a soul, I have seen it recorded in a strange anecdote, there was a magician who was a master of spells and could record and watch the three souls and seven souls of people. The invisible talisman, he has left a talisman on the souls of many people, so that these people can't get rid of his drive for life, and Lord Beiming must have such a means..."
"Li Yun," Yan Zhengming finally came back to his senses. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Han Yuan and Cheng Qian listening to Mo Xiu's story with bated breath, and immediately stopped him, "Shut up—let's go."
The entire Linxiantai and its valleys were shrouded in black fog, which isolated the killing clump from the surrounding area. They stood on the top of the mountain and found that they couldn't feel the sound of killing and the smell of blood just now. .
Suddenly, a cluster of fire light slowly illuminated a corner of Linxiantai, which was filled with black mist, and then spread to one side at an incredible speed.
Yan Zhengming froze in his heart and shouted, "Close your eyes!"
A few people subconsciously obeyed his command at this moment, but the qiáng light seemed to burn people's eyes red through the eyelids, and the whole world seemed to be dragged into a sea of fire.
The qiáng light and the raging fire did not know how long it took to subside, only the black thick fog entrenched on Linxiantai seemed to be endless and motionless.
Cheng Qian opened his eyes tentatively at first, but his eyes were still a little blurry, and after blinking a few times, he could barely see anything.
He saw that there was an egg in front of several people, and he came straight to them... roll.
☆, Chapter 17
Han Yuan has not entered the water and rice all night long, and his stomach is empty as can be imagined. When he saw the egg that was nearly two feet high, he instinctively swallowed and asked with a thirsty face: "This... …what is this?"
"I don't know," Yan Zhengming took a half step back and glanced at Han Yuan with a warning, "Don't move! Don't touch the things in the group of demons, wipe your hala, let's go back, Master will be in a hurry ."
It was really going to get dark, and the demon valley was full of dangers. On the way back, there was no wooden sign attached to Lord Beiming to escort him. It was even more dangerous than the way he came.
A few people didn't dare to delay, they walked back along the way they came, and didn't even say a word to the most noisy Han Yuan.
The most loyal spirit in the world, the brothers and sisters remember this sentiment in his heart.
Seeing that they were about to leave, the egg still refused to give up. It tried hard to avoid the hard stones on the ground, overcame many difficulties, rolled itself into a whirlwind of eggs, and chased after him relentlessly.
Li Yun glanced back and said in surprise, "What kind of monster's egg is this, what are you thinking about following us?"
Cheng Qian held the bear's jīng big fangs and said coolly, "Maybe he wants to become a boiled egg."
Egg whirlwind didn't know whether he understood human words, or felt the malice in his words. He shivered on the spot, lingered on the spot for a while, and finally turned around, carefully avoiding Cheng Qian and the others. When he arrived at Yan Zhengming's feet, he couldn't move pitifully.
Yan Zhengming's footsteps stopped, first he walked around the road with a heart of stone, but after taking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back. Deep disappointment, pitiful.
So Master Yan suddenly stopped again and hesitated for a moment. He pointed to Han Yuan and said, "Go... um, pick it up."
Han Yuan frowned and asked back: "Ah? Didn't you just tell me not to touch it?"
Li Yun also wondered, "Eldest brother, why?"
How to answer this question?
Yan Zhengming frowned, it can't be said that he looks pitiful at that egg, right?
Immediately, he had an idea and put up a pretentious excuse, saying: "Didn't the real Zipeng ask us to give her the things on Linxiantai? It is said that even the demon cultivators can't get to Linxiantai, I guess she actually doesn't either. If you know what's on that stage, just use this to fool her."
Several people have been exhausted all the way through, and they have long forgotten about the stubble that fooled the real Zi Peng. They only remembered when he mentioned it, and they all agreed with this statement.
It's just that they all felt that the eldest brother who was less than four or six was a little unusual this time.
Strange to say, although the return journey was not escorted by Lord Beiming, it stopped even more than on the way back. Several people were nervous for a while, and they only encountered a few unformed little monsters along the way. He returned to the residence of Zhenren Zipeng smoothly.
The giant bird was still lying prone in the original place of the mansion, but the woman floating above her head disappeared, and she was not sure whether she fell asleep or died.
Yan Zhengming turned his head and made a quiet gesture to his juniors and brothers, and cautiously stepped forward to investigate—selfishly, he hoped that Zipeng would die consciously and cause them less trouble, but he also knew that this kind of luck might come true. Not much sex.
Suddenly, he heard a "click" coming from behind him, and all the people were shaking. After looking around, their eyes fell on Han Yuan... On the indomitable egg in his arms, he saw that there were many more on the eggshell. Cracks are spreading from the top to all directions.
Finally, at the center of the crack, an eggshell fell. Han Yuan's eyes widened. He saw that the egg was not a bird's beak, but a hand.
A baby's hand.
Han Yuan hurriedly put the egg on the ground, and a few people saw a baby crawling out of the egg in front of the big monster who didn't know whether it was alive or dead.
That thing is a lump of flesh, and at first glance it seems to be no different from an ordinary mortal baby, except that it seems to have the appearance of a mortal one year old when it was born, and there are two inconspicuous birthmarks on the back.
Han Yuan stretched out his muddy claws, poked the egg-born baby twice, glanced at the place where he shouldn't be looking, and judged inappropriately: "Okay, it seems to be a woman."
The baby was stabbed by him on a big horse, and she slid her limbs, and found that she was not as free as when she was in the egg, and the grief and hatred continued, so she let out a roar of "Ow".
This howl doesn't matter, the entire palace of Zi Peng Zhenren trembled.
Han Yuan, who was closest to her, sat on the ground and said in shock, "What the hell is this?"
A weak voice answered him: "That's the Heavenly Demon."
Immortal Zipeng showed a human face at some point, floating above the giant bird's head, blurred like a cloud of fog, and the whole person showed a half-dead depression.
She seemed to have no extra strength to pay attention to other people, and looked at the little girl on the ground with all her emotions, then sighed, and said softly: "This is the son of the demon empress and mortals, and she should be executed when she was born. Human blood, with the pain of thousands of knives and ten thousand cuts, and the pain of thunder, forced its way to Linxiantai, placed it in it, and then died on the stage, but it was born half-human and was not under the jurisdiction of Linxiantai. There has been no movement for a hundred years, and everyone thought it was a stillbirth, and no one thought that the final calamity of the demon clan would fall on her..."
Han Yuan was dizzy when he heard it, but he accurately grasped the point and said in surprise, "What? Is the demon king wearing green on his head?"
Yan Zhengming said weakly, "Shut up..."
Cheng Qian had already reacted - it turned out that they had actually brought out the so-called "things" on Linxiantai after their mishaps.
No wonder, the demon king was seized by the "celestial demon", but he couldn't even get rid of her in advance, because the demon cultivator couldn't get to Linxiantai.
But... who took her down from Linxiantai?
Is it Bei Mingjun?
Zi Peng said: "Hold her over and I'll take a look."
Yan Zhengming was immediately alert: "What do you want?"
After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize that his tone was too stiff, so he hurriedly made amends: "Senior, this little mother has just been born."
As soon as the little miscellaneous hair of unknown breed lit up his voice, Yan Zhengming hurriedly avoided three feet away. This little miscellaneous hair is a living green hat on the head of His Majesty the Demon King, and Zipeng Zhenren is a general under the Demon King's command. Who knows what she plans to do to this little miscellaneous hair?
No matter what kind of background this little stray hair was, she just broke out of her shell just for a moment, and she did neither good nor bad things.
Since there is no good judgment, how can others decide her life and death at will?
Real Zipeng didn't expect that he would be resisted, the shadow of the sickness became clearer, and he turned to Yan Zhengming in anger: "You dare—"
The voice of the word "dare" faded, and the fierce Zipeng Zhenren had already frightened the little baby girl on the ground. Her voice choked, and then her face was wrinkled in tears. "Wow"
The power of this voice is not trivial, and the vibration even more violent than just now struck again, and stones of various sizes fell from the top of the head, and it seemed that the palace of the real person Zi Peng was about to collapse for her!
Yan Zhengming: "Let's go!"
Han Yuan listened and looked at the little baby girl who was crying in front of him at a loss: "What about this?"
Li Yun jumped three feet high to avoid a falling stone, almost smashed his foot, and danced and said: "Take it, take it away! She doesn't even have teeth, so she definitely won't bite you!"
Han Yuan dared to hold up the little baby girl with both hands in a strange posture, presumably because it was better to lie down on the ground in his hands, the little baby girl's ghostly crying was simply intensified, and it went to a higher level.
There was chaos in the flying sand and stone walk. Han Yuan tripped over the corner of his outer robe and gnawed at the mud. The outer robe belonged to Li Yun. Li Yun was older than him, so he was naturally much taller, and the corner of his clothes kept dragging.on the ground.
Fortunately, Cheng Qian, who was on the side, was quick with his eyes and hands. Before Han Yuan, who was on the ground, crushed the baby girl to death, he grabbed the baby girl by one leg, like pulling a radish, and lifted her upside down.