'So it was you 'was very easy to understand, but the following' so it wasn't you 'was rather inexplicable and incomprehensible.
Anyone else would probably be confused and think that Chusu was a madman, but Xu Yourong understood his meaning. She gave a faint smile and said nothing.
The smile on Chusu's face gradually faded as he solemnly said, "The fate between us is truly not shallow."
A rancid odor wafted through the ruined mountain, as nauseating as his hoarse and unpleasant voice.
Chusu was a monster of the Longevity Sect while Xu Yourong was the Holy Maiden of South Stream Temple.
The Longevity Sect and South Stream Temple had an extremely deep relationship. If one truly wanted to talk about fate and the Dao, it truly was a very long story.
Xu Yourong was not in the mood to listen to this story, and Chusu did not have the time.
The ground trembled, the scattered red rocks bouncing about on the surface of the grassland.
A dense mass of red dots of light appeared on the perimeter of the grassland, appearing like scattered specks of blood.
These red dots were the eyes of the monsters.
Several hundred monsters had used the cover of the darkness to surround the mountain.
"I can't beat you."
Chusu looked at Xu Yourong and shrilly said, "But I have many subordinates. Are you afraid?"
Just as he had said to the Golden-winged Great Peng, he had no teachers, relatives, fellow disciples, friends, and not even a master.
He was an exclusive species, and also a poisonous species.
When he came to the grassland, he suddenly had many loyal and devoted subordinates. He was very unfamiliar with this feeling, but he liked it very much.
He felt like he was the emperor of the grassland, that with a wave of his hand, a magnificent army would follow.
He wanted to show off to Xu Yourong.
The Earth Monkey lay at his side, its head lowered, its body trembling in fear.
Chusu was very proud.
Xu Yourong calmly gazed at him, somewhat pitying him.
Chusu was very angry.
But he did not have time to order the monsters to attack.
The cry of a crane resounded from the distant night sky.
The monsters raised their heads in fear, as if they had been turned into statues.
The Golden-winged Great Peng opened its eyes and glanced at the night sky. Sensing that familiar Qi, it scornfully turned its head.
She's not even married yet, but you're already being ridden by him every day. Do you have no shame?
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… …
In the breeze, the White Crane landed in the disorderly mountains.
He wore a light green Daoist robe, and his tightly bound black hair was tied into a simple ebony Daoist bun.
He was no different from several years ago. Chen Changsheng was still dressed in such a simple manner that no one would associate him with the Pope.
After Chen Chang Sheng appeared, the entire world became quiet.
The demonic beasts retreated cautiously in fear, not even daring to make a sound as they rubbed against the grass.
Perhaps it was because his Daoist robes had too much of the scent of Black Frost Dragons, or perhaps it was because of the reverence of some ancient Demonic Beasts.
The root cause of the silence was Chusu's silence.
He stared at Chen Chang Sheng's face for a long time and suddenly shouted, "It's not you either!"
Chen Chang Sheng said, "Yes, not me."
Upon receiving confirmation, Chusu's mood became extremely good, and he found it hard to control his laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
"It really wasn't you!"
"I knew it couldn't be you!"
He pointed at Chen Chang Sheng's face and kept laughing and shouting until tears and snot flowed down.
The reason he was so agitated, even losing his composure, was that Chusu was currently in a very complicated mood.
He had noticed the changes in Chen Chang Sheng in the last few years.
The star radiance in his one hundred and eighty acupuncture points was almost nonexistent, and his sword intent was barely visible under his blue Daoist robe.
What did this mean?
It meant that he was only half a step from the Divine.
For someone as young as Chen Chang Sheng to be so close to the Divine Domain, had there ever been such a person in history?
Chen Xuanba?
Yes, that person was not Chen Chang Sheng.
But the current Chen Chang Sheng was no longer an opponent he could defeat.
Chusu decided to flee.
He laughed so exaggeratedly to hide his true intentions.
His voice came to a screeching halt as his gray wings of flesh broke through the wind, the stench of blood wafting through the air.
Chusu fled underground.
Xu Yourong's reaction had been a little slow, so she could not catch up, not even by igniting her Phoenix fire.
This was also the truth of the situation.
Chusu vanished.
Xu Yourong did not pursue.
In the darkness, the disorderly mountains and plains were pitch-black.
Only a very faint strand of spiritual sense drifted in the wind.
Chusu had intentionally left this strand of spiritual sense for the Earth Monkey.
He had lived with the Earth Monkey for the last few years and had already gotten used to its existence. He had raised it like a dog, and even at this tense moment, he did not want to abandon it.
Suddenly, several li away, a mound of earth several zhang high rose from the plains.
Under the starlight, the green grass was torn apart and black earth gushed out.
Whoosh!
A figure shot out of the mound like a pebble and was thrown several dozen zhang into the air.
After a moment, the person crashed to the ground and groaned.
It was Chusu's voice.
Just what had happened?
Chusu was also very confused.
He lowered his head in fear and alarm and saw that something had bitten off half of his left foot.
Soon after, he felt a chill and pain from his back. With a slight movement of his spiritual sense, he realized that the old wound Xu Yourong had left on his wings of flesh had split open again!
Fear would increase the intensity of pain. Chusu felt his scalp go numb from the pain coming from two places. Unable to control himself, he began to scream.
"Who! Who ambushed me! "
Rustling could be heard over the darkness of the plains.
It was not the wind rustling the grass, nor was it a flood serpent burrowing into the ground. It was the sound of fur rubbing against grass.
The Earth Monkey used its forelimbs to crawl under the mound and turned its head to the side, spitting.
Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!
The Earth Monkey's spit contained blood and rotten flesh.
"It was you?"
Chusu was stunned by this sight. The Earth Monkey's thin body seemed to transform into a devil.
He could not understand why it would suddenly betray him after all these years of mutual dependence. Even if his temper was a little bad, why did it have to want him dead?
The Earth Monkey turned its head and glanced at Chusu.
Chusu felt like he could see a terrifying smile in the monster's eyes.
At this moment, Chen Changsheng's voice rang out, "Enough."
The Earth Monkey stood up and eagerly ran back to Chen Changsheng's side, then turned its head to glance at Chusu.
Only now did Chusu realize that this Earth Monkey was not crippled. It could actually walk on two feet!
He knew that he was raising a fake dog, but only today did he realize that everything had been fake.
The mental pain of being tricked and toyed with surpassed the pain from his wounds.
"You did all of this?"
He angrily yelled at Chen Changsheng, "I'll kill you!"
A fierce wind stirred and a foul stench soared into the sky. The grass was dyed black and the red rocks rustled to the ground.
The tattered black clothes rustled in the wind.
An awe-inspiring sword intent suddenly appeared, shattering the starlight.
Several streams of blood shot out. (To be continued …)
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