Chapter 255 Burying the Bones of a Foreigner
Baili Pianpian, who was playing with the vajra with his fingertips, twitched the corners of his mouth inaudibly. He coughed lightly and said: "Yes, this young master is Baili Pianpian." Inside Pianpian.”
He knocked the Vajra in his hand lightly on the table, making a thick and dull sound.
Under the old man's increasingly penetrating gaze, he raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "I heard that there is an unknown inn hidden in this unknown town in your Zhao country. There is a well in the backyard of the inn. water , only hiding the red flame quicksand, which is extremely rare in the desert, I don’t know if I can let this young master pass by today.”
The wind and sand wept on the street, covering the bright blue sky. It means yellow and turbid layer.
It was extremely quiet in the inn.
The old man said nothing for a long time.
The young man was extremely patient, lowering his head and slowly picking at the blue sealing talisman on the vajra.
The old man finally spoke: "The weapon refined by Dao Immortal Xuecheng is indeed outstanding. It is one of the three weapons of Penglai Xiandao. It is only the curse of the sealing blue talisman. The strength is enough to kill three old men. Life.
If the young master tears off this blue talisman and allows the power of the vajra to explode, no monk in the entire city who has practiced the magic sect will be spared. ”
The demon cultivators in the inn held their breaths involuntarily, their pupils began to fill with a murderous red color, and they stared at the young man.
The old man chuckled, looking at him with a faint gaze, with an inexplicable smile on his lips: "But if the young master really spreads the things that the soldiers of the Xian family killed on the territory of our country, he can kill Demon cultivators all over the city died, but at the same time, Young Master He will also face the endless pursuit of countless masters of our demon sect."
The old man took off the rag from his shoulder, his attitude was still humble and respectful, and he wiped the remaining water marks on the table for the young man, and his tone was as normal. Lazy as an old man.
"The vajra can protect you for a while, but it can't do anything to the truly powerful masters in our Demon Sect. If you want to bury your bones in a foreign land, you might as well give it a try."
Baili Pianpian's face was stiff. live.
The old man's smile became more and more friendly, and his tone was affirmative: "If this thing does not show its power, the young master can indeed go south safely in this desert north, but if this thing is stained with a little blood, Mr. Baili... But I can’t get out.”
The atmosphere in the inn began to become relaxed again, and the demon cultivator guests all showed sarcastic smiles and their eyes were extremely contemptuous.
Baili Pianpian felt that her face had been slapped hard, and it hurt.
He originally thought that it was extremely rare for him to enter the Penglai Immortal Island, and he even did not hesitate to exchange the most confidential information within the Immortal Alliance, and successfully exchanged it for the Demon-Conquering Vajra that Master Xue Cheng had spent his entire life refining. , can roam freely in this desert, and can also help his father complete his great cause.
But I never thought that the vajra that once frightened the demons could not even scare an old demon.
On the other hand, I was so intimidated by this old guy's few words that the vajra in my hand was extremely heavy at this moment.
He was even vaguely worried that what the old man said was true. If the runes were damaged and the demon cultivators were suppressed in this demon land, he might really be thrown into jail.
“It’s great to have friends from far away.” The old man put the wine on the table, his smile unchanged: “If you are a sincere guest, I will not dare to show any slightness. It’s just the way of being a guest, so I think it’s okay. Don’t you need me to teach you?”
At this moment, Baili Pianpian’s face can’t see the joy of spring breeze just now.
With a sullen face, he carefully put the vajra into his arms without saying a word.
"Sir... this mission is of great importance. We must bring the head seal in the sea of sand back to the Immortal Alliance. We must not..." A disciple behind him called out in a low voice.
"Shut up!" Baili Pianpian, whose face was swept away, shouted, and his unruly eyes became fierce: "When did I say that I was going to back down from the battle!"
He He took a deep breath, and the spicy taste surged through his chest, making his altar boiling hot.
He clenched the wine glass and gritted his teeth and said: "We will act according to the situation. Let's stay here first." While people in the inn were looking at Baili Pianpian, he also calmly glanced at everyone quickly. on the body.
Including the slender figure behind the black gauze curtain.
Obviously, today, their goals are the same.
Baili Pianpian was not surprised that these demon cultivators were able to know this confidential information in advance, because the reason why the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance was able to obtain the information about the head was obtained from the Demon Sect.
It would be strange if there were no demons here.
Thinking of this, Baili Pianpian's mood suddenly became relaxed.
Because in this inn, although nine out of ten are demon cultivators, most of them are at the Kaiyuan realm. Occasionally, two or three Kaiyuan peaks can be seen, but it is always difficult to break through Takumi.
The deserted town must have reached its limit in attracting these flies.
The current plan is to break through the secret of the manhole before attracting the truly terrifying and powerful demons. As for these insects and flies, it is easy to deal with them.
Baili Pianpian made a vague gesture to his subordinates, put down his wine glass, and went upstairs to find a guest room to rest.
“Dingle bell…Dingle bell…”
At this moment, the clear sound of bells broke the silence of the ancient yellow sand road.
The harsh sunshine suddenly seemed much darker.
Because at some point on the ancient road in the deserted city, a dark horse appeared.
The black horse is completely black, and its eyes are even darker. The eyes are so deep that at first glance, they appear so deep and cold, like some monster under the Nine Netherworld.
The blazing heat of the desert during the day has created a somewhat cold atmosphere for no reason.
The black horse was led forward by a middle-aged man. On the horse's back sat a girl who looked to be no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.
She was wearing a tattered cloak and short robe. Her hood and hair were messed up by the wind and sand, and there were two locks sticking up on the left and right sides.
The girl's complexion is extremely pale, like the frozen snow on the top of a mountain, cold and white. Her big eyes are blurred. She looks like she hasn't slept well for a long time, and her eyes have deep blue bags. , There is no sparkle in his eyes at all.
Under the cloak, a pair of white little feet are bare, with a green ring tied to the delicate ankles.
The ethereal tinkling sound on the ancient road just now must have originated from this.
In the inn, the snow lion, who was lying behind the curtain after drinking strong alcohol, snorted and opened his eyes.
The man holding the horse stopped at the door of the inn. This ordinary-looking middle-aged man looked at Baili Pianpian, his eyes fell on his chest where the vajra was hidden, and then he smiled slightly.
The vajra that the Immortal Xue Cheng spent his whole life refining will not be broken or damaged by a single look.
However, the figures reflected on the walls around the inn were separated in an instant, and the shadows of blood were also scattered.
Baili Pianpian's complexion became extremely pale, and he did not dare to move while sitting on the chair, because except for him, no one among the disciples of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance in the inn was standing safely.
(End of this chapter)