Sorry, master, my junior sister has surrendered to the enemy!

Everyone left Shengdu that day.

At the beginning, there were a few disciples who didn't understand why and wanted to stay a little longer, but they all gave up later.

All I can say is that I can't stay here any longer, because Ao Zheng is well-known in Shengdu, and it would be too conspicuous to bring him along.

The disciples of Xuanxia Mountain all have an unspoken agreement that they will not report bad things to their family members, and they will do good deeds as they please.

But the matter of Ao Zheng is a bit abstract.

At the beginning, many monks from Shengdu City came to visit. They wanted to know who the hero was who had helped Shengdu City clean up the long-standing cancer in the past few days. All of them expressed their admiration for Ao Zheng.

But more people wanted to come and see who was the person who could make all the roast chicken merchants in Shengdu unable to continue their business.

No one would ever connect these two people together.

When everyone saw Ao Zheng in person, their first reaction was amazement. He looked like a young hero full of vigor and vitality. After all, before this, they all thought that Ao Zheng was the reincarnation of a glutton, a fat man who would eat anything when hungry.

To be honest, Chu Yu never thought that Ao Zheng would one day become famous for stealing roasted chickens. All those pests that he had worked so hard to eliminate for the people of Shengdu became the foil for his character of stealing roasted chickens.

Someone has spread the story to an outrageous level. There is a vigorous bounty hunter in Shengdu City. He has a very strange habit. He likes to carry the heads of the bounty objects and steal roast chickens on the streets.

There were even children singing on the street: "Red hair, red eyes, a red skull on the waist, a red sword in the right hand, a red chicken in the left hand..."

When Chu Yu heard this nursery rhyme for the first time, he found it both creepy and cute.

In order to recreate the feeling of stealing roast chicken with his benefactor, is it worthwhile to do so? Chu Yu left this question to himself to think about. After all, Ao Zheng didn't seem to care that much about this reputation.

But the tag of stealing roast chicken will probably follow him for the rest of his life.

However, although Ao Zheng himself did not have much emotional ups and downs, in actual behavior, he killed only the most heinous people and monsters, and his bloodiness remained unabated.

……

After a day and a night of travel, they finally arrived at a small town called Huayuan County and settled down.

Several young disciples whose cultivation was a little behind were extremely tired, so as soon as everyone arrived at the inn, they went to rest.

Chu Yu plunged headfirst into refining equipment.

Obviously, the progress in the past few days has been slow, and several young disciples with insufficient cultivation have had a hard time moving forward.

This period of time has provided them with a lot of training, but if they continue like this, they may not be able to arrive in Jiandu on time.

Chu Yu cast her gaze towards a pile of huge monster skeletons. The owner of the skeletons was exactly the first-level monster from the ancient times that she had killed a few days ago. She had a plan in her mind.

Half an hour later.

The soul looked through the sea of ​​consciousness at the horse-like skeleton in front of it and fell into deep thought.

"How many horses do you want to make from this giant skeleton?"

Chu Yu did not stop what he was doing and said, "Yes, skeleton horse."

Spirit: "But we don't have that many bones."

Chu Yu stopped smelting and calculated carefully, and it was true.

But the first skeleton horse was made and had a prototype. Chu Yu injected mysterious energy into the neck of the skeleton horse, and the horse's eyes instantly lit up with a dazzling white light, just like a real horse. Its front hooves were raised high, and the disordered sunlight shone through the horse's body, making it look sacred with a bit of ghostly shock.

There is no neighing of a horse, only the "clicking" sound of the skeleton, but it adds to the uniqueness of the skeleton horse.

Chu Yu was quite satisfied with this skeleton-like means of transportation, but he felt that it was not cool enough overall.

"Knock, knock, knock", there was another knock on the door outside the house.

Chu Yu removed the barrier and went to open the door.

Wang Sheng and Ao Zheng stood outside the door.

Wang Sheng asked:

"How's the refining going? Do you need help?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the skeleton horse behind Chu Yu.

"Damn, that's kind of handsome."

Chu Yu made way for them both to go in.

Wang Sheng took the initiative to step forward and pat the horse's body. In just a moment, he felt that the bones were of extraordinary hardness. The surface was shiny because it had been soaked in demonic energy, and it was faintly wrapped with ancient demonic power, as if it was the real bones of a monster.

Tsk, Chu Yu is such a monster, the monster he killed must be very powerful.

There was not much expression on Ao Zheng's face. He folded his hands across his chest and looked at the horse with a hint of interest in his eyes.

He asked Chu Yu calmly: "Do you need any help?"

Thinking of Ao Zheng's dual-purpose physique of gold and fire, Chu Yu had an idea about the final form of the skeleton horse in his mind.

"need."

When the two saw Chu Yu asking for help openly, they looked at her, waiting for what to say next.

Chu Yu raised the bracelet on his hand and brought the three people and the skeleton horse in.

Wang Sheng also saw the entire skeleton of the prehistoric beast in Chu Yu’s storage space.

"Are you going to use this refiner?"

"That's right," Chu Yu nodded, "but these bones alone are not enough, I want to add some metal elements."

"Glad to help." Ao Zheng agreed before Chu Yu could even speak, obviously intrigued by the skeleton horse.

"Wait, what do I do?"

Wang Sheng stood aside with a confused look on his face.

Chu Yu: "You can rest."

Wang Sheng: “Tsk, no way.”

Chu Yu: "You are not allowed to work and yet you are picky."

Wang Sheng: "No, I don't want to be a waste. I'll help you two to relieve your boredom."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Sheng started talking non-stop.

"Ao Zheng, did you know that I have a new junior brother?"

Ao Zheng listened to Chu Yu's instructions and began to refine the weapon, while replying: "I know him, I have met him a few times, but we don't have a formal acquaintance."

Wang Sheng: "Okay, okay, you have a photographic memory for people, but there must be something you don't know. Let me tell you, he is the same as you..."

Wang Sheng told him everything he knew.

Ao Zheng did not stop what he was doing. When he heard that Sun Yifei had snatched the blood essence of the golden-winged eagle, he did not feel any emotion. He thought for a while and then replied, "He and I are different. I have the blood essence of a divine beast, and he has a contract with a demon god. Our powers come from different sources."

"But the demon god bloodline in him sounds like it cannot be underestimated. Do you know the origin of that demon god?"

“I don’t know,” Wang Sheng shook his head and sighed, “Master has to negotiate with the demon god every day, but the talks always fail.”

Mo Yun is no longer obsessed with expelling the demon soul from Sun Yifei's body, but is looking for a way to stabilize the demon soul.

After all, Sun Yifei has been getting stronger, and he will have to face the demon soul one day.

Moreover, Sun Yifei's current method of cultivation is closely related to the power of the demon god's soul. Driving away the demon god may cut off Sun Yifei's path of cultivation, and may even kill him if he is not careful.

However, those who take over other people's bodies will eventually have to pay a price. Mo Yun is planning a more interesting solution.

Listening to the life-and-death battle between Sun Yifei and the demon god, Shenhun secretly said proudly: "Chu Yu, compared to that demon god, I am really a thousand times better to you."

This disgusting sound caused Chu Yu's hands, which were refining the weapon, to tremble suddenly, and the new skeleton horse's body suddenly made a "click" sound.

"What's wrong?" Wang Sheng heard the noise and looked over curiously.

"It's okay, keep talking." Chu Yu was embarrassed, and replied in her mind: "Sister, just fool yourself, don't be so abstract that you can fool your sisters."

Soul: "Lululu, meeting me is a blessing earned through the good deeds of several lifetimes."

Chu Yu: "This blessing is for you. Apply for a return and refund."

Soul: "Hmph."

Wang Sheng picked up a piece of animal bone and finally couldn't help asking, "Chu Yu, what realm was this monster in when it was alive?"

Chu Yu answered truthfully: "I have just entered the first level of Demon King."

"Did you kill him?"

"Ah."

“Was it a difficult process?”

"Hmm... I can only say that it doesn't smell very good."

Wang Sheng nodded. He didn’t find it strange at all when he heard that Chu Yu had crossed a major realm to kill the Demon King.

Time passed quickly, and fourteen skeleton war horses were neatly arranged in the storage space. By gently touching the switch on the horse's neck, it would instantly fold into a palm-sized skeleton horse for easy carrying.

Although the Demon King's bones are very hard, the skeleton horses whose entire bodies are made of skeletons inevitably appear fragile. The metal covering the joints of these horses avoids this shortcoming very well. These metals are attached to the bone joints like flesh and blood, adding a sense of coolness without overshadowing the main feature, covering the foundation of the skeleton horses.

Wang Sheng rode one of the horses with great interest. He injected mysterious energy into the horse, and the horse seemed to come alive, with a clear silver frost in its eyes. He lightly stepped on the ground with his front hooves, and instantly frost flew out, freezing the space beneath his feet.

"So handsome." Wang Sheng was obviously very satisfied with the skeleton horse.

Chu Yu couldn't help but smile, but this was not the end yet.

"There's still one last step left."

"What else needs to be done?" Wang Sheng and Ao Zheng asked in unison.

Chu Yu's mouth curved upward: "I want these horses to burn."