"I really want to ask you something about the Demon Lord's token." Shen Lang made no secret.
"The Holy Lady has confirmed that the Netherworld Fire Diamond is in Donghai County." Mo Yingyou also made no secret.
"I already know this." Shen Lang said: "Compared to the Netherworld Fire Diamond, I am more curious about the fifth token."
"Well..." Mo Yingyou showed a sly smile: "This is the big secret of the Demon Sect, and I do know a little bit about it. But this secret is also my amulet now, and I will definitely not tell you easily."
"Perhaps you want to force me to take action?" Shen Lang sneered.
"The Demon Sect has obtained three of the five tokens, and the Netherworld Fire Diamond is about to be obtained. The last remaining token is the most important. You are committed to the right path, don't you really not want to know the secret? If you treat me
If you do it, there will be absolutely no chance of knowing the secret again."
Mo Yingyou laughed loudly and said: "Of course, I can also provide you with some clues for free. The Holy Lady once mentioned that the breath of the fifth token has appeared in the Fairy and Demon Forest area, and people from the Ghost Sect have already been looking for it.
It’s been a long time and I haven’t found it yet.”
"The Forest of Immortals and Demons?" Shen Lang's heart moved slightly. That forest had a special meaning to him, because it was in that forest that he obtained the Demon Bones and the Immortal Sword.
"Yes, thousands of years ago, that was where the Demon Dao General Altar was located. The most important token must have always been there." Mo Yingyou said: "However, even if you know this, it is useless, because that piece
The token is very special, and even the core figures of the Demon Sect have never seen it, so they can only rely on special methods to find it."
At this point, Mo Yingyou stopped talking because he knew that the special method was the core secret, so he looked at Shen Lang with a proud expression, waiting for his attitude.
"You said this to prove that you know a lot and are of great use?" Shen Lang sneered.
"I believe it is easy for Your Majesty to judge whether I am of value." Mo Ying said with a smile: "I don't think Your Majesty needs to be too pedantic, and there is no need to hold grudges. Although we are enemies, it is not impossible for us to cooperate occasionally. After all, you are very good.
They need me, but as a prisoner, I don’t ask for much.”
Shen Lang said nothing and looked at the clean futon on the ground in silence.
Mo Ying said quietly: "First, I hope your majesty will send me out personally. It's really uncomfortable to live in this cell."
Shen Lang remained silent, but his eyes fell on the bowls and chopsticks on the simple wooden table, thinking to himself: After all, prison food is not very delicious, how can this guy eat so cleanly? He kept saying that he was not comfortable, but he left the cell
Everything is organized, but where does it feel uncomfortable?
"Secondly, I am a fourth-grade alchemist after all. If I follow your majesty, your majesty can't treat me badly, right? So I boldly ask your majesty to appoint me as the royal alchemist. I don't ask for much power, at least I want to be delicious.
It tastes good, it has its own mansion, oh...of course it has to be served by beautiful maids."
Mo Yingyou looked like a greedy and lecherous little person. He seemed to have forgotten the fact that he was the special envoy of Cangming Sect. With a flattering expression, he kept making small requests to Shen Lang.
And he was convinced that whether it was a small amount of wealth or a beautiful maidservant, these were nothing to Shen Lang, the king of the wilderness. Shen Lang had no reason to reject him at all.
But at this moment, Shen Lang, who had been staring at the clean futon and pickles, suddenly turned around and stabbed forward with the simple knife in his hand. The white knife went in and the red knife came out, directly piercing Mo Yingyou's heart!
"You..." Mo Yingyou's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he stared at Shen Lang in disbelief with his eyes wide open. He could not figure out why Shen Lang would attack him.
"I think your life is comfortable enough." Shen Lang looked at the dishes and chopsticks on the table and said, "And your acting skills are very poor."
Mo Yingyou followed his gaze and saw the almost eaten pickles on the simple wooden table. She couldn't help but think of the scene in the early morning when she was drinking porridge and eating pickles leisurely. Her heart suddenly shivered and she understood.
The hidden meaning in Shen Lang's words.
"I can't believe it! I can't believe that you would..." Mo Yingyou's face was extremely pale, but the simple knife in Shen Lang's hand was twisted violently, which directly broke his heart and interrupted his life.
He said what he originally wanted to say.
Mo Yingyou felt like a leaking water tank. His vitality kept flowing out along with the incision left by Shen Lang, causing him to fall weakly to the ground. However, Shen Lang put away his knife and turned around, stepping up to leave.
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"No...no..." Mo Yingyou spat out blood from the corner of his mouth. He used his last bit of strength to grasp Shen Lang's trousers like a life-saving straw, and begged desperately: "Help...
.Save me...I'll tell you everything..."
A knife penetrates the heart, which is a fatal injury. But for a powerful practitioner, as long as the head is not chopped off and as long as he is still breathing, there is a chance to be saved.
For example, if Shen Lang transfers some true energy to him at this time, he can temporarily suppress his injuries. Afterwards, he can use the elixir to heal his injuries, and he will recover in a short time. So he hopes Shen Lang saves him.
And under the fear of dying, he was willing to tell Shen Lang everything he knew unconditionally.
However, Shen Lang kicked him away mercilessly, walked silently out of the cell, and let him die slowly.
"No! No!" Mo Yingyou roared with the last of his strength, and for a moment he felt countless regrets in his heart. He thought that if he didn't put forward any conditions at all in front of Shen Lang, and didn't try to be clever, there might be another chance.
A slight chance to survive...
But it's too late to say anything now.
He was lying on the ground struggling, leaving blood stains on the wall, staining the clean futon red with blood, kicking the simple wooden table to the ground, and smashing the clean small bowl and the plate containing the pickles.
Because he believed that these inconspicuous things exposed his true inner thoughts and killed him...
Shen Lang walked in the dark corridor with no intention of saving Mo Yingyou, because he had already confirmed many things.
The more inconspicuous the details, the more likely they are to hide real clues.
Mo Yingyou is a fourth-grade alchemy master and an envoy of the Cang Ming Sect. He holds the power of this plan to conquer the ancient tribes of the wilderness. No matter how you look at this status, he should be a big shot.
A person in power who represents the Cang Ming Sect and is responsible for many important events of the ancient tribes of the wilderness did not show the slightest anger or unwillingness or panic after failing in his mission and became a prisoner. Instead, he was unusually calm. This in itself is a doubtful point.
Okay! Even if Mo Yingyou is open-minded and considers death as home, he is relatively calm. However, a well-dressed and well-fed man can eat prison food with gusto. What does this mean?
This shows that instead of being uneasy, he was in a good mood. At least before Shen Lang came to the cell, he was in a very comfortable mood.
Because he was in a good mood, he was in the mood to keep the cell in order and eat the unpalatable prison food.
But what reason did he have to be in a good mood? As a prisoner, he didn't know Shen Lang's attitude and didn't know where his fate would go, so why was he in a good mood?
After thinking about it, there seems to be only one reason... From the moment he was put in the cell, he felt that he had a chance to win. Even if Shen Lang didn't release him, he confidently believed that he could make a comeback, so he took care of himself.
Waiting for the opportunity you want.
In addition, more importantly...
Shen Lang clearly remembered that when the unknown old demon was in seclusion for no apparent reason, he said to him with sincerity:
"The Demon Lord's token is inextricably related to you. Even if you want to escape, someone will definitely come to find you. You can't escape..."