Zuo Xiaonian was stunned. "No."
"Really? Not at all? "
"Really."
"Then what about the fluctuation of spiritual sense?"
"Not at all!"
Zuo Xiaoduo frowned. "Was it just my imagination?"
He tried to recall carefully. It seemed that … there was an extremely small amount of spiritual power that flashed past.
Zuo Xiaoduo was sure.
This was definitely not the spiritual power of a human. If this spiritual power was controlled by someone, then this person's cultivation must have reached an unparalleled level.
It was so much so that even Elder Wan in the Tianling Forest, as well as Sire Shui, didn't possess such meticulous Spiritual Energy.
Zuo Xiaoduo flew up with Zuo Xiaonian while staying close to the cliff.
He carefully looked for any abnormalities on the cliff. Were there any holes or shallow areas? Perhaps there was some attractive hole that sucked Qin Fangyang in?
However, they did not find anything even when they were almost out of the poisonous fog.
Zuo Xiaoduo finally let go of the last bit of luck and could not help but feel disappointed.
"I didn't find anything."
"I didn't even find the swords that the enemy threw down. They must have been swallowed and melted by the swamp …"
Zuo Xiaoduo was disappointed and returned with Zuo Xiaonian.
…
After the two of them left.
On the ground of the swamp, not far from where the two of them were standing, the space suddenly changed and a huge hole appeared out of thin air.
This hole was thousands of meters wide and was more than enough to accommodate an aircraft carrier …
A moment later, a humongous head silently stretched out.
This head was at least the size of seven or eight train engines. A pair of eyes rolled around. It looked up.
Just one of its eyes was almost the size of a house.
The swamp area seemed to be boiling and rolling, with gurgling waves hundreds of meters high. In the next moment, a huge tail rolled in the swamp, like a person who had slept for a long time suddenly stretching …
Countless bubbles popped up and burst, and the poisonous fog in the sky became denser.
A muffled voice murmured, "That little thing almost found me just now. It's quite sharp …"
"That was close!"
His huge eyeballs rolled up and revealed an expression of 'lingering fear'.
However, if this look was seen by others, most of the people in Shang Jing City would be scared to death.
"The ancestor said that I can't be discovered by anyone. Once I'm discovered, it will be my end …"
The voice murmured.
"But those two little things are obviously so weak. Can they really threaten me …"
This huge monster that suddenly appeared had two strange horns on its head.
It murmured, "Whatever, I don't care.. What the ancestor said must be true … I just don't know when the ancestor will come back … I'm bored to death here …"
It wagged its tail gloomily.
Then, it rolled its eyes even more gloomily and turned its head to look at its side.
It was a person who was covered in wounds and almost cut into pieces. He quietly lay beside the monster. His body was not even as big as the fingernails on the monster's claws.
"But what should I do about this?"
The monster looked at the person lying on the ground in distress.
"The ancestor said that I can't kill … I can't see anyone. I haven't killed anyone before. Even the poisonous gas is blocked by the power of the inner core …"
"I can't see anyone … What should I do? This person was still alive when he fell from the sky. Does this count as breaking the precepts? "
"How depressing …"
"Can't I yawn at any time? Why do I have to yawn at that time? "The monster was extremely depressed.
"This little thing is not good either. How could it fall into my mouth so coincidentally … I'm speechless …"
"If I didn't yawn … this little thing would have fallen to his death, drowned, or poisoned … It has nothing to do with me. How could it fall into my mouth so coincidentally …"
"Now, if he dies, it has something to do with me … Why is this little thing involved with such a strong Heavenly Fate? If this Heavenly Fate backfires, I can't bear it … "
"What should I do?"
It used its little fingernails to carefully turn the person lying quietly on the ground and sighed, "But the injuries on this little thing's body are too serious … Why should I bear the karma of such a person who is bound to die if he dies in my place? Is there any place in this world that is reasonable … "
"If I want to keep this guy alive … I have to use the power of my inner core … Damn it, I'm at a disadvantage!"
"Why am I so unlucky …"
"Hasn't it always been that whoever meets me is unlucky? Why is it that I'm unlucky to meet one after tens of thousands of years? "
The monster sighed and muttered to itself.
Looking at this person who was about to fall apart and whose life force was getting weaker and weaker, it reluctantly stretched its head and dripped a drop of saliva into this person's mouth.
"Let's maintain it for now … If he completely survives, won't he see me? Once he sees me, won't it mean that I've been seen? If I've been seen, will it mean that I've broken the oath? If I break the oath, won't I be even more unlucky?! "
A drop of the monster's saliva was equivalent to the person lying on the ground taking a bath. His entire body was soaked.
"Too small …"
The monster sighed, "You're lucky … This is the water of my inner core …"
Bored to death, it raised its head and looked at the huge amount of poisonous fog that it had created over the years. In its huge eyes, there was an indescribable desire, "When can I go out and play freely …"
"Ancestor … When will my benefactor come … I've waited for so many years … Do you know, do you know, the flowers have withered …"
"It's so hard … On one hand, I'm not allowed to see anyone. On the other hand, you said that my benefactor will come … If I don't see anyone, how can there be a benefactor … Boohoo …"
After feeling sorry for itself for a long time, it suddenly thought of something.
It lowered its head.
Looking at the person lying on the ground, it was bewildered.
He was bewildered. "This … this … this little thing can't be my benefactor, right?"
…
"If this guy is my benefactor, does it mean that I … can go out?"
The monster's two big eyes blinked and suddenly became excited.
It lowered its head and looked at the tattered person on the ground. The saliva in its mouth dripped to 9.375 meters.
"Benefactor … You have to be my benefactor! … "
"Ahhh … I'm about to suffocate to death … Don't you have to be my benefactor too …"
…
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian ascended to the top of the mountain dejectedly.
Both of them were a little dejected.
They had mobilized so many people and tired themselves out all the way. Both of them felt that they had gained nothing.
They only gained one iron nail.
As for the poisonous fog that Zuo Xiaoduo collected, both of them didn't feel that it was much of a gain. It was just a little bit of poison, what was the use of it?
Whether it was Zuo Xiaoduo or Zuo Xiaonian, they had always collected a lot of things. They didn't care about this little thing at all …
Lei Changtian followed closely behind and ascended from below.
He didn't go to the bottom. He protected them from afar in the poisonous fog.
Seeing this thick poisonous fog, Lord Demon Ancestor wanted to collect some for backup at the first moment. If he encountered a large-scale battle formation of enemies that he couldn't deal with, this thing was simply a necessary weapon in battle!
When the time came …
It would melt a large area in an instant. What a good thing.
However, Lord Demon Ancestor didn't have this kind of equipment. He could only look at it enviously.
Hearing that these two treasures weren't even in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a toothache.
"I don't know what to say …"
"With this thing, it can guarantee that you can keep your life even if you're surrounded by millions of demons … You actually don't think of it as a toy …"
"But I can't collect it at all. I'm so angry that my liver hurts! "
"Sigh, those who really know and understand good things can't get good things … On the contrary, those who don't know anything are so lucky …"
Lei Changtian looked up at the sky and sighed. "When I was young, I played Golden Flower with Zuo Changchang and the others. After a while, I would catch three leopards. They encouraged me to take the initiative to open my cards. When I understood that it was the biggest, I didn't even play Golden Flower anymore, let alone leopards. Every time I played, I lost so much that I lost my underwear … I suspect that those guys cheated …"
"I guess Zuo Changchang cheated …"
"First, he made me addicted, then he made me lose … Finally, I gave him an IOU. Later, the IOU was as thick as a palm. He seduced my daughter … I've been smart all my life, but I'm stupid now …"
"Sigh, the past is like smoke, it's not worth mentioning …"
… …
Zuo Xiaoduo and Lei Changtian shot straight up from the bottom of the cliff like a rocket. They rushed straight into the air and then slowly descended. Their qi surged, completely dispersing the remaining poisonous fog in the surroundings.
Then, the duo stared blankly.
Because in front of the duo, there were actually five black-clothed masked men standing quietly at the edge of the cliff!
Many pairs of bright eyes looked at the two of them.
Their gazes were full of interest.
As well as indescribable cruelty.
"Zuo Xiaoduo, have you discovered anything after entering the bottom of the cliff?" The black-clothed man in the middle, his black robe fluttering in the long wind high in the sky. His voice was like the sound of metal clashing, sonorous and powerful.
Zuo Xiaoduo stopped in midair and narrowed his eyes.
"Who are you people? You actually dare to block my way here? Don't tell me you haven't heard of the great name of Iron Fist Young Master Zuo Xiaoduo? "
Zuo Xiaoduo snorted.
"Iron Fist Young Master, hehehe …"
The leader of the black-clothed men smiled faintly. "Don't play Xiao's tricks in front of me. You, Zuo Xiaoduo, are known as the Iron Fist Young Master, but your true ability is your sword."
The black-clothed man's eyes had a playful look. He said faintly, "Nimble Cat Sword, I'm right, aren't I?"
… …
[I'm taking a leave of absence today. I'm feeling very down. My language teacher passed away, so I have to go back. It's very sad. I still remember that year when my teacher finished reading my essay on the podium, he sighed and said, 'This child can be a writer in the future …' When I was at my wit's end, this sentence supported my online literature career …
I'm sorry for today … brothers and sisters.]
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