At the end of the stretch of mulberry fields and flowers is an ancient majestic city. The majestic city was built around Buzhou Mountain.
There are many people in the city, including farmers, herdsmen, merchants selling gems, and hawkers selling steamed buns. Their skin color is darker than that of people on the mainland, just like wheat color. Their eyes are simple and kind, not revealing the slightest bit of ferocity, and they are just like those on the mainland.
Compared to ordinary people in many cities, they are equally ordinary.
This was different from Shen Lang's imagination. He felt that the Demonic Holy Land must be full of mysterious monks wearing black clothes, black robes and black hats, but he never imagined that the largest number of people in the Holy Land would be ordinary people.
Those ordinary people looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, feeling the powerful demonic energy, and cheered excitedly, as if they were welcoming the heroes who had been away from home to return.
The burly Shura pressed the cloud head and flew lower and slower.
Saint Leng Yanji suddenly took off the black hat on her head, letting her long hair and beautiful face be exposed to the light. Her expression, which was originally extremely cold, actually showed a rare and innocent smile.
That smile is so bright and real.
Shen Lang looked at her quietly, and suddenly seemed to see a kind and beautiful fairy...
It turns out that the rumored Saintess of the Demon Sect with a heart of snakes and scorpions can also smile, and she can also smile so beautifully and touchingly.
It turns out that the Demonic Holy Land is not filled with evil aura, but is so beautiful and peaceful.
It turns out that there are heinous people hiding in unknown corners of the world, and most of them are so ordinary that they can even be described as harmless to humans and animals.
In just a short moment, Shen Lang's knowledge of magic quietly changed. But the moment those changes appeared, he abandoned them all.
Maybe there are no pure good or pure evil people in the world, but his position does not allow him to have a good impression of the Demon Sect.
This was not only because he was thinking about the Qingyun Sect and his family far away in his heart, but also because he suddenly thought of his own situation.
Leng Yanji said that he would die within ten days, but it took him seven days to rush to Buzhou Mountain, the holy land of magic. This undoubtedly meant that Leng Yanji was planning to let him die here directly, which was not what he thought at all.
You need to get the Netherfire Diamond to kill him.
The so-called kind-hearted ordinary people in the city would not pity him at all. If those ordinary people knew that he was the junior uncle of Qingyun Sect, or knew that his death would make the devil's path prosperous, I would be afraid that those kind-hearted ordinary people would
People will celebrate his death with loud gongs and drums.
This kind of thing has nothing to do with good or evil, but only with stance.
While he was thinking about these things, Leng Yanji had already brought him to an elegant and quiet courtyard, and said calmly: "You just stay here first, I'm going to the Holy Land to prepare some things."
"Preparing things?" Shen Lang asked casually: "Are you going to prepare a butcher knife?"
Perhaps it was because Leng Yanji was in a good mood after arriving in her hometown. At this time, she was no longer as cold and taciturn as before. Instead, she raised her eyebrows lightly and said with a naughty smile: "What do you think?"
"Um..." Shen Lang was speechless. He looked at the smile on her pretty face and was stunned for a moment. Then he thought of all the ruthless deeds of this woman and not only shuddered, he felt deeply that it was better not to make random guesses about this matter.
good.
Leng Yanji ignored him and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Shen Lang chased her two steps and wanted to ask her something.
Leng Yanji actually turned her head around. Before Shen Lang had time to secretly rejoice, he saw her suddenly smile, and lightly swiped her green jade finger in the air, and then she saw a black cage falling from the sky, trapping Shen Lang directly.
In a cage.
The four walls of the cage were railings made of powerful demonic energy. Without thinking, Shen Lang punched the railings almost as a reflex.
But he was lucky not to hit him. After punching out, the demonic energy surging on the railing seemed to come alive. Five black chains separated and instantly locked his limbs and neck, locking him tightly.
He was stuck on the black railing, unable to move at all.
"Hey! Let me out quickly!" Shen Lang looked at the witch angrily and said, "This is the territory of the devil. I definitely can't escape across the vast sea. There are Lang Wusheng and Tmall Girl looking at me here. In fact, I
You can't even sneak out of this courtyard, so why do you do so much?"
"Maybe what you said is right. But there are too many ordinary people living in this city. If something goes wrong and you slip out, who can guarantee how many innocent people you will kill when you go crazy?" Leng Yan
Ji said seriously: "For their safety, no amount of caution is too much.
After hearing these words and looking at her serious expression, Shen Lang suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
What is this?
In order to prevent him from killing innocent people indiscriminately, the witch locked him up with extreme caution?
Is there any mistake?
He is a figure like a leader of the righteous path, the junior uncle of the Qingyun Sect, okay! How come he is now made to look like a heinous person, while the witch has become a good person who is worried about the safety of innocent civilians?
"Hey, hey, hey! Do I look like the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately?" Shen Lang said speechlessly.
"How come it's not the same? Don't you all want to kill all the demons in the world?" Leng Yanji said: "Although those people outside are very weak, the demon blood in their bodies is so thin that it is almost undetectable. But no matter what,
, they are all subjects of the demonic path, and of course I will not let you, a restless guy, threaten them in the slightest."
Shen Lang was speechless. He once again realized that in Buzhou Mountain, all existences related to the righteous path were the targets of everyone's beatings, and there was no excuse at all.
This is just like when you were in Zhongzhou, whenever someone from the demonic path showed up, regardless of whether they were good or evil, they would immediately be attacked by a group of righteous monks.
What makes him depressed is that at this time, he, Qingyun's junior uncle, is bearing all the sins of the righteous path...
"Okay! The gate is closed and the lock is locked. You have to tell me what you want, right? If you want to kill or cut into pieces, you can't do it with just one sentence. Just give me a quick one so that I can make some mental preparations in advance.
." Shen Lang said.
Leng Yanji laughed, because this was the first time she heard some uneasiness in the tone of Shen Lang, a stubborn guy, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart.
But the more proud she became, the less she wanted to tell Shen Lang the answer. She even thought it was very interesting to let Shen Lang guess and worry all day long.
After all, the guy who was imprisoned was not only the owner of the Demon Bones, but also the Emperor of Heaven and Earth who inherited the Sun Sword!
For countless years, the Emperor of Heaven and Earth has been one of the biggest enemies of the Demonic Way. But throughout the history of the Demonic Way, even the powerful Demon Lord has never captured the Emperor of Heaven and Earth alive. But he locked up the Emperor. Just this kind of
I feel like Leng Yanji has a reason to be proud.
Thinking of this, she patted Shen Lang's head proudly and said with a smile: "If I want to kill a puppy, do I need to tell the dog how to die?"
Being touched on the head by this little girl and scolded as a puppy, Shen Lang's old face turned red and he felt a little ashamed. His limbs were locked and he couldn't move. He suddenly raised his head and bit Leng Yanji's hand.
.
Leng Yanji was slightly startled and hid easily, but she was not annoyed at all. She twisted Shen Lang's little face and teased him and said, "Hey, my emperor puppy has really learned to bite."
While saying these words, she held Shen Lang's chin with her left hand and looked down at her prey like a victor. There was a bit of overbearing conquest in her narrow eyes, as if she wanted to drive Shen Lang directly.
Generally swallowed.
Shen Lang felt terrified as he was stared at by these eyes with evil intentions, and he had a very bad feeling in his heart. Because he felt that when he saw a beautiful woman, he looked like that.
"What a pity, you must die. If not, I think..." Leng Yanji suddenly stopped mid-sentence and turned into a long sigh, with a look of regret on her face.
Shen Lang looked at her aggressive gaze, felt her regret, and seemed to understand something. His mood suddenly became weird, and he couldn't help shouting: "What a beautiful idea you have! I will definitely not marry you!"
"Marry me?" Leng Yanji was obviously startled and said disdainfully: "Why are you so narcissistic? How can I marry you?"
"Then what did you mean just now?" Shen Lang asked.
"I was just thinking..." Leng Yanji showed a very evil but seductive smile, but her little hand suddenly grabbed the chain around Shen Lang's neck and deliberately pulled it, "If we can conquer the emperor,
Keeping him by my side as a pet dog will definitely make me so excited that I can’t sleep.”
Shen Lang's old face turned redder, and he didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment, or because the chain around his neck was pulled too tightly by the saint, strangling him so hard that he couldn't breathe.
Leng Yanji let him go at the right time, patted his head again and said, "Good boy, wait for me slowly in the dog cage. Master, I will come see you after dark."
Shen Lang breathed heavily, looking at her retreating back, he couldn't help but curse: "You...you little bitch, just wait for me! If I survive the disaster this time, I will have to
Put you..."
Shen Lang didn't dare to say how he would humiliate the Saint by stepping on her feet, or by forcing her to do it a hundred times a day or something... because Leng Yanji, who had just taken a few steps, suddenly suddenly
She turned around again and looked at him with an unkind look.
Shen Lang thought to himself that a good man will not suffer the consequences of his immediate loss. Moreover, this woman's psychology is obviously a little abnormal. Her desire to conquer seems to be stronger than that of men. She always likes to take in a few slaves to control the fate of others. From this, it can be seen that she is here.
On the one hand, there are deep hobbies.
Leng Yanji looked at Shen Lang's fearful expression and couldn't help but feel very relieved. This time, she did not return to the cage to tease Shen Lang. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and had another bad idea in her mind.
"I think it's boring to let you just wait here." Leng Yanji said with a smile, "So I decided to show mercy and let you know your fate."