Wild Dog Taoist followed Ghost Li, one step at a time heading deeper into the death marsh.
Because there had just been a heavy rain, the already soft ground right now became even more muddy but for some reason, ever since Ghost Li met Qin WuYan and Jin PingEr, he insisted on not using his magical weapon to fly and instead walked on the ground.
As if, he and Jin PingEr were the same, faintly apprehensive about something.
If it was in the past, Wild Dog Taoist would naturally break out in curses or at least grumble incessantly but right now, he seemed to be absent-minded and did not say a single word, quietly following behind Ghost Li, which made Ghost Li feel puzzled.
Ghost Li looked at Wild Dog Taoist's absent-minded look, suppressed his voice and indifferently said, "What's wrong with him?"
He seemed to be talking to himself because other than the ice-cold marsh pond and water plants, there was no one else, other than the monkey Xiao Hui who was crouching on his shoulder.
Which was also Xiao Hui, who seemed to be drowsy just now but after hearing Ghost Li's question, it seemed to be triggered by something and immediately became excited, its extremely quick-witted eyes rolled around, suddenly jumped down from Ghost Li's shoulder and started to dance with joy.
This strange behaviour, even Wild Dog Taoist who was following behind was shocked and looked at it.
Xiao Hui looked rather excited, grinned and laughed, waving its hands and feet at Ghost Li, the next moment its eyes rolled and suddenly jumped to the side, scooped up some water from the small pond but poured it onto its own monkey head and then pointed to the sky, jumping up and down.
Wild Dog Taoist stared blankly, walked to Ghost Li and said, "What's wrong, this, has this monkey gone mad?"
Ghost Li instead frowned and then quietly said to Xiao Hui, "Rain?"
Xiao Hui was overjoyed, nodded its head repeatedly and then casually plucked a leaf from an unknown plant and swung it above its head, as if blocking something and then made a coy posture, its body twisting here and there and then like acting, the leaf changed from right hand to left hand and again from left to right hand.
Wild Dog watched and watched, suddenly without rhyme or reason he felt guilty, stared at that strange monkey, said to Ghost Li, "Crazy, crazy, this monkey must be crazy."
Right now the monkey Xiao Hui tossed the leaf in its hand and jumped back onto Ghost Li's shoulder in two or three leaps and then pointed to the direction behind them, calling out incessantly.
Ghost Li was silent for a moment, slowly turned around and looked at Wild Dog Taoist.
Wild Dog Taoist forced a smile and said, "You, what are you looking at me for?"
Ghost Li glanced at the bundle behind him, indifferently said, "Just now when it was raining, did you lend, lend the umbrella to," speaking till here, he frowned slightly again, glanced at Xiao Hui, thought for a moment and then said, "You lent the umbrella to that fortune-telling young lady to shelter from the rain?"
Squeak! … "
Not waiting for Wild Dog Taoist to speak, the monkey Xiao Hui on Ghost Li's shoulder had already jumped up, extremely excited, the monkey's face was smiling till its eyes were almost squinting.
Wild Dog Taoist's face was red and white, his expression extremely awkward, suddenly pointed at Ghost Li and angrily said, "Stinky brat, let me tell you, your Taoist Uncle used to kill people like flies, if not a thousand people died in my hands, there are at least eight hundred …"
Ghost Li glanced at him and actually ignored him, turned and strode away, his mouth indifferently said, "Whether you killed a thousand or eight hundred people, what has it got to do with me?"
Wild Dog Taoist choked, his words to boost his morale could not continue, Ghost Li in front slowly said, "Besides, whether you killed a thousand or eight hundred people, what has it got to do with you lending the umbrella to that young lady?"
Speaking till here, he stopped and turned back to look at Wild Dog Taoist.
Wild Dog was shocked, as if facing a formidable enemy, said, "You, what do you want to do … no, what did you say?"
Ghost Li assessed him, suddenly laughed and said, "But today's matter, ever since you were in Forsaken Abyss, it gave me a shock again!"
He turned around and walked away slowly. His voice became softer and softer, but Wild Dog could hear it clearly.
"... I didn't expect that you would also do this kind of hero saving beauty thing!"
Wild Dog Taoist was stunned at the spot, suddenly lost in thought, when he recovered, Ghost Li had already brought Xiao Hui far away, almost disappearing into the mist ahead.
Wild Dog Taoist looked at that direction, suddenly flew into a rage, stamped his feet and said, "Pei, I have always been a bad person, I have never done that kind of thing in my life, and besides that young lady can be called beauty … uh!"
Wild Dog Taoist scratched his head, suddenly frowned and stopped, after a long while he seemed to be talking to himself, "That young lady actually looks alright too …"
After speaking, Wild Dog Taoist himself seemed to be stunned, suddenly shook his head violently, cursed in a low voice and strode towards the direction where Ghost Li had gone, not long after he disappeared into the thickening mist of the night.
The surroundings were quiet, the sky was getting darker, the darkness came and gradually drowned everything.
The other end of the death marsh.
Evil Sect Chang Shen Hall Sect Leader YuYang Zi was dressed in white, his hands clasped behind his back as he looked up at the sky. The night breeze in the marsh blew past, causing his clothes to flutter slightly. He looked extraordinary, like a celestial being.
Other than his left hand, his sleeves were empty, adding an inexplicable comical look.
That was the mark of the battle at Qing Yun Hill, where he was unfortunately injured by the world's number one sword, Zhu Xian.
The night breeze was slightly chilly, the air seemed to still carry the dampness from the heavy rain just now, the darkness pervaded the surroundings but only his figure, still standing there, unyielding and conspicuous.
In the darkness behind him, indistinct breathing sounds could be heard, that was his disciple hiding in the darkness, patiently waiting for his orders in the darkness.
Evil Sect Chang Shen Hall rose up eight hundred years ago, to YuYang Zi's generation, it was already the seventh generation, with a long history but no one was clearer than YuYang Zi himself, behind this limitless glory, Chang Shen Hall was facing a crisis.
There was no successor!
Ten years ago in the Qing Yun battle, YuYang Zi was unanimously elected as the leader by the other three big Evil Sect branches, it was the time in these few hundred years when Chang Shen Hall's reputation in the Evil Sect was at its peak. At that time, YuYang Zi was complacent and had a dozen highly skilled disciples, all of them were painstakingly nurtured by him in the past hundred years.
At that time, YuYang Zi really thought, there was nothing in this world that could stop him, as long as he could defeat the decrepit Qing Yun Sect in one move, Chang Shen Hall's reputation would naturally awe the Evil Sect, with his own strength and the help of his highly skilled subordinates, Chang Shen Hall would be the second Blood Forger Hall in the next eight hundred years and he, would become the second Elder Blackheart!
Just that, all these beautiful dreams, on Qing Yun Hill, under Zhu Xian Sword, turned into bubbles!
He himself lost a left hand in Zhu Xian Sword Formation, not to mention that his skills were greatly damaged, because Chang Shen Hall was the leader, the highly skilled disciples were naturally in the front line for the decisive battle, TongTian Peak and Qing Yun Sect various Elder Leaders forcefully expended half of their strength and after that Zhu Xian Sword Formation was activated, the remaining highly skilled disciples of Chang Shen Hall were also in a mess, only one or two managed to escape, it could be said that the entire army was wiped out.
In this world, everything was easy to obtain, the most difficult to obtain, was actually talented people, especially those who were nurtured by oneself and completely trusted!
For the past ten years, YuYang Zi had put in painstaking effort, Chang Shen Hall slowly started to improve again but in YuYang Zi's heart, that shadow was getting bigger and bigger. The battle at Qing Yun, almost completely destroyed Chang Shen Hall's main fighting force, these few years, if not for YuYang Zi's own high level of cultivation and deterred the surrounding enemies who were eyeing him like a tiger, especially seven years ago, he made a prompt decision, disregarding his sect's opposition and forcefully moved the headquarters to a remote place like death marsh, far away from the other three powerful sects' sphere of influence, if not, the consequences would be unknown.
But, just one month ago, the increasingly intense internal fight in the Evil Sect came to an abrupt end, the last powerful small and medium sect Blood Forger Hall, was finally subdued by Ghost King Sect, everyone stood in line, after a short period of suffocating silence, YuYang Zi instinctively predicted that what would follow, would very soon be an intense internal fight between the four big branches of the Evil Sect.
After all, in the hearts of numerous Evil Sect disciples, the figure of Elder Blackheart unifying the Evil Sect eight hundred years ago, moving unhindered across the world, was already an eternal legend!
But legend was just legend, at this moment, it was extremely disadvantageous to Chang Shen Hall and even YuYang Zi, limited by their strength, Chang Shen Hall in the internal fight for the small and medium sects had the heart but not the strength, as such, the gap between their strength and the other three powerful sects widened, YuYang Zi was deeply worried about this and almost could not sleep at night.
And at this moment, as if Heaven had opened its eyes, just beside Chang Shen Hall, in the death marsh, a strange sign of the birth of a rare treasure suddenly appeared, YuYang Zi was both surprised and delighted, if they could really obtain a rare treasure like Qing Yun Sect's' Zhu Xian Ancient Sword ', first of all, Chang Shen Hall would not have a problem in protecting themselves and then with further development, it was not impossible for them to make a comeback in the future.
Under such circumstances, Chang Shen Hall saw the rare treasure in the death marsh as their own and would not allow others to dip their hands in it. Just that not knowing who leaked the news, within a few days, this news had already spread throughout the world, immediately the whole world looked askance, the Good and Evil Faction experts one after another gathered in the death marsh.
YuYang Zi was both shocked and furious but at this moment, he could no longer retreat, hence he mobilized all of Chang Shen Hall's forces and deployed them in the death marsh, on one hand searching for the whereabouts of that rare treasure, on the other hand, they were in charge of killing the invading enemies. In these ten over days, the number of people who were secretly killed by Chang Shen Hall in the death marsh, was already not less than ten, among them were Good Faction loose immortals, there were also Evil Sect experts from other sects.
For the survival of his sect, YuYang Zi had already disregarded everything!
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