Chapter four hundred and forty seventh good brother, good friend
"Difficulty?"
"Brother! It's really hard for me!" Meng Xinghe's expression changed and he seemed a little unable to hold himself tight.
There was joy in the eyes of the man with the mustache.
"You don't know! It's really difficult for us demons. Everyone thinks that we demons can travel through different worlds and see different scenery at will. But our suffering, our pain, our sorrow... who knows
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"We control the ***, we promote the ***, but we ourselves have no ***, let alone enjoy the joy brought by the ***. Is the direct and seamless connection the same as wearing a raincoat for a taste? Of course not
It's the same. We use other people's skins and experience other people's emotions and desires. It seems that we have unlimited glory, but we must always be careful. If someone discovers our true identity, we will immediately become the public enemy of the world..."
"Wandering and homeless...even though we have traveled all over the world, but...where is our real home?" Meng Xinghe opened his mouth with a lot of nonsense, and the man with the mustache he was talking about was
Seeing stars.
Obviously, his idea of making Meng Xinghe distracted and take advantage of the situation to say something was not going to work.
I saw his complexion change, and he also showed a sad look.
"Hey... who isn't?"
"All living beings suffer...how can you and I be an exception?"
Pointing at the red-clothed beauty who was sweeping across with a sword and wielding the sword light, she had an awe-inspiring and domineering attitude and said: "Brother, look... this beauty, who do you think she is?"
"She is the empress of the Wuqiong Realm under my command. She became famous all over the world when she was twelve years old. She became a general and a marquis at the age of eighteen. She started a rebellion at the age of twenty-five. At the age of thirty-one, she swept across a country. She was welcomed by everyone and climbed to the top.
As the empress. But... for her people, for the country she is in charge of, everything goes smoothly... she can only be here, dancing for me, being manipulated by me, like a doll."
When the man with the mustache said this, he did not hide it from the beauty in red.
Hearing this, the beauty's sword dance, which was originally perfectly connected, now moved slightly to the wrong beat. The breath in her chest rose and fell more violently, and her jumps became more extraordinary.
Obviously, under the red clothes, there is a heart full of Akagi.
The man with the moustache was blaming Sang and Huai.
On the surface, he is talking about the beautiful empress in red.
In fact, he was warning Meng Xinghe.
If you want to get, you must give.
Even if this sacrifice is humiliating, humbling, or even contrary to one's own dignity.
But being manipulated, mastered, dominated by others... this is helpless. The so-called power and nobility are just a kind of falsehood. When facing a more powerful and unpredictable existence, you have to lower your original self.
Think of it as a noble head, and then kneel down and lick other people's toes.
Meng Xinghe heard this and said: "I have heard of such a story. In a world, there are two countries, Wu and Yue, adjacent to each other."
"There was a war between the State of Wu and the State of Yue. The State of Wu was much stronger than the State of Yue. When the State of Yue was defeated by the State of Wu, King Gou Jian of Yue was captured by King Wu Fucha."
"He was humiliated by his husband and took up all kinds of despicable jobs, groveling and barely surviving."
"Later, King Wu Fucha released Goujian and let him return to the country of Yue. Goujian hung a piece of gall in the place where he was sitting and lying. He lay on firewood at night and faced the gall. He tasted gall every day when he had meals so as not to forget the past.
shame."
"In these ten years, the Yue Kingdom built a strong army and destroyed the Wu Kingdom, avenging its previous humiliation."
"As the saying goes, if you work hard, God will not let you down. Three thousand Yue Jia can swallow Wu."
When Meng Xinghe finished telling this story, the beauty in red's gradually weakening momentum and the pride flying between her eyebrows suddenly seemed to have recovered a lot.
Then, a red glow appeared on the originally cold and beautiful face, and the eyes were as charming as silk...beautiful and beautiful.
There were many provocative moves in her sword dance.
During the leap, there were some openings and closings of the limbs.
The mysterious scene is sometimes looming, fascinating and stimulating.
The man with the mustache was stunned for a second.
Then his face turned blue and he almost exploded with anger.
It seems that Meng Xinghe's words helped him train a rouge horse.
In fact, it was giving him a thorn.
It is extremely pleasurable to conquer such a beauty.
After all, there are always beauties in this world, but she is beautiful but has an extremely unique personality. There is no doubt that there is no empress in the world... but she is also unique.
To be able to find such a beautiful woman and serve her wholeheartedly is indeed an ultimate pleasure from the soul to the body.
But...if this beautiful man has ulterior motives and other motives, what should he do?
Kill! Or not to kill?
It would be a pity to kill it! It would be a shame to keep it!
The game between the two is still at a stalemate.
It's just that the words "good brother" and "good friend" are becoming more and more skillful.
As we exchanged cups and cups, we seemed to have become more familiar with each other.
However, even at this time, the mustached man did not inform Meng Xinghe of his real name, and Meng Xinghe did the same.
This makes this so-called ‘friendship’ hypocritical and fragile.
Among the ruins of the ancient Demon Sect.
Chu Lingxiao took advantage of the geographical location and successfully killed five visitors from the Infinite God Realm who were chasing him.
Of course, Chu Lingxiao was not completely without contribution.
In addition to consuming some of the treasures Lin Xi gave him at the bottom of the box, he was also hit in the chest.
A strange ghost head grew in Chu Lingxiao's heart, and the dark evil energy was constantly invading Chu Lingxiao's body and corroding his true essence.
This is the method of the ghost tribe.
The methods of beings that are different from the ordinary material world are very strange and difficult to deal with.
Although ghosts and demons are both illusory spiritual beings.
But the demon is born, born from the tide of chaos.
As for the ghost clan, the energy used by the creatures in the material world after death is transformed, and the way it is used is still very different from that of the demons.
Even Lin Xi had no way to make Chu Lingxiao's injury recover quickly.
After receiving these feedbacks, the mustached man's smile became more and more genuine.
As long as he catches Chu Lingxiao's clone, he will gain leverage.
Only then will you really start to get into his rhythm.
But Meng Xinghe was not panicking at this moment.
Because, he still has one more trick.
This move originally belonged to the weapon spirit that was swallowed.
But now...it belongs to Chu Lingxiao.
As a demon, he can transform living beings in the material world, take the form of their souls, and occupy their bodies.
So, can it also be turned into a weapon spirit and occupy a magic weapon as a body?
If Chu Lingxiao becomes the weapon spirit of Wan Gu Zhan, he can use Wan Gu Zhan to absorb the energy and blood of a large number of Gu insects in the entire ruins of the ancient demon sect for his own use, thereby refining all living creatures in the entire ruins.
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Get an absolute advantage.
It's just because Chu Lingxiao's identity still has some inherent value.
So Lin Xi hasn't decided yet whether to give it up.
As a clone, Chu Lingxiao can certainly split his clones again.
It's just that it's very difficult for a clone like this that splits and then splits to reach the height of the original weapon spirit in a short period of time and have strong control over ten thousand Gu lamps.