The boss who came from the end of the world, she is sick and needs to be cured

The ship next to the entrance of the Ten Thousand Demons Tower was deserted and lonely.

Yuan Senlin felt an indescribable feeling when he saw Zhao Jing and Yin Tianlu walking out hand in hand.

He seems, seems, should, probably, maybe needs a female companion.

My deceased wife has been gone for tens of thousands of years. Over the years, I have been taking care of my descendants and preparing day and night for the elite meeting of the glitzy world, but I don’t seem to feel lonely at all.

However, ever since I got to know Zhao Jing, I have always felt that if the rest of my life is just to practice and take care of my descendants, then time will be like the setting sun in the evening, stretching the shadow infinitely.

Inexplicably, an unprecedented feeling of loneliness spread from his clothes and hair to his skin and into his heart.

The feeling of living like a year comes naturally.

Those tender, soft little hands, as soft as boneless, and the figure of a bird...

On the shadow side of the mountain, a shadow quietly approached the gap in the Ten Thousand Demons Tower. It hesitated at the barrier, furtively "looked up" in the direction of the ship, then "drilled" into the ground with a sudden movement, and then No trace.

On the ship, Yuan Linlin looked at the void above the valley and was in a daze.

Deep underground outside the gap barrier of the Ten Thousand Demons Tower, two figures appeared, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin.

The tall and thin man didn't believe there was a barrier in front of him and wanted to reach out to touch it, but was stopped by the short fat man.

A line of text appeared in front of the tall and thin man: "Be careful. Whoever has cultivated above the other shore realm, any disturbance may expose us."

Once exposed, he may die or become disabled like other monks in the other side realm.

Thinking of the result, the tall and thin man couldn't help but shuddered: "What should we do? We have finally come here and do nothing?"

Humpty Dumpty took out an ordinary mouse from behind and said, "Try it first."

After driving the mouse to crawl around in a circle, it suddenly rushed towards the barrier, pretending to be surprised.

The short fat man and the tall and thin man did not dare to show their anger. They stared wide-eyed and watched the mouse enter the barrier unimpeded.

This is……

"No barrier?"

The short fat man and the tall thin man looked at each other, a little disbelieving, but also a little believing.

"Could it be that the barrier does not prohibit ordinary beasts from entering?"

The short fat man once again threw a rabbit from the shadow behind him, which was not yet at the land level. He tried to follow suit, but the rabbit still passed by unimpeded.

The tall and thin man's eyes lit up, "Why don't we suppress our cultivation to reach the Shenqiao realm..."

The short fat man shook his head, "I have a new idea. The Ten Thousand Demons Tower does not allow monks above the Shenqiao realm to enter. When we take the risk to come here, we only..."

Thinking of the purpose of this time, the tall and thin man felt unwilling, his eyes were blood red, and his hatred was as deep as the sea. "They killed so many of our disciples, and they were all talented rising stars. The backbone of our sect are all our sons." Descendants, brother! This hatred is irreconcilable, and I can’t swallow this breath unless we kill all the disciples they value!"

The originally calm expression of the short fat man suddenly turned ferocious and terrifying. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. For a moment, he wanted to rush in regardless!

However, reason still prevailed!

Suppressing the unwillingness and fury in my heart, "Be patient. Sooner or later, we will have to settle this debt with them. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge! Ten years is not too late for us monks! As long as we have a breath left, this hatred will never be wiped out! Second brother, please bear with me any longer." Endure! Concentrate your breath and don’t forget our purpose today!”

Soon after, a shadow monster appeared in the vast wasteland on the first floor of the Ten Thousand Demons Tower. He specializes in hiding in the shadows and is as timid as a mouse.

The light was dim and no one noticed.

Frozen lake, a huge hole, black, scary to look at.

He Zheng and other Tulinggen monks were digging mud all the way, and were currently taking the mud dug out by other monks for research.

Zhou Yi found it strange.

The contrast between the He Zheng who was playing in the mud and the He Zheng we met at the banquet seemed to be looked down upon by no one and who always felt that he was unattainable.

"Xiao He, what did you study?"

He Zheng raised his head and glanced at the person who came. He didn't recognize it, but he had heard that "there were no living creatures in the lake many years ago."

There is ice three meters deep on the surface of the frozen lake, water two hundred to one thousand meters deep below, and silt hundreds of meters deep.

A discerning person will not see any moving fish or shrimp in the lake, so naturally there are no living creatures. There was no need for him to say it.

Zhou Yi looked at his compass, "This is obvious. Do you have any new ideas?"

He Zheng shook his head, "I haven't seen it yet." Even if he did, there was no need to tell a "stranger" he knew well.

The ore in the mud below this lake is different from other places in the wasteland.

There are more types, more abundant reserves, and more components in the carcasses of animals and fish. For Datura flower trees, the nutritional value is very good.

It's a pity that Mandala didn't come this time.

However, judging from the composition of the silt, stones, fish and animal bones excavated so far, the life history of the first floor of the Ten Thousand Demons Tower is at least 20 million years old.

But among the monsters among the suture monsters they killed initially, the oldest one was no more than one million years old, and the central skeleton was no more than three million years old.

In other words, this Ten Thousand Demons Tower was formed quite a long time ago and is basically abandoned. Otherwise, it would not be so desolate and poor!

"Xiao He, what is the purpose of this mud?" Zhou Yi looked at He Zheng strangely as he sealed the mud and put it in the ring space.

He Zheng said calmly: "I will take it back and plant trees."

Zhouyi understands. Now the Qingcang Realm is in ruins, not even a blade of grass is left, only the mandala that is not dead is left. It’s also pitiful!

"Then I'll help you install some more. I heard that your mandala is quite big and can cover the sky. When you get back, can you give me some leaves and juice to use in making elixirs?"

"Thank you." Anyway, the mandala loses a lot of leaves with each new generation.

Seeing Zhou Yi leave, Zhuang Ling came over, stroking his chin, and whispered mysteriously: "Xiao He, let me tell you something."

He Zheng raised his head, "Huh?"

"Well, Girl Zhao brought a man with her again. I heard that Girl Zhao was a sugar daddy before and that's why she couldn't come back in time to save you. Could Senior Yin be the rich man next to Girl Zhao this time? "

He Zheng stared at Zhuang Ling calmly, "What exactly do you want to say, elder?"

"I'm just curious about how you two will get along in the future. You see, you and Zhao Yatou are going to get married. Zhao Yatou admitted it in front of us. But now she is not clear with that senior Yin, don't you feel embarrassed? ?"

Zhuang Ling didn't pick up any of the pots, and he became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, "Then Senior Yin can stay down and be small? I don't think so. You'd better be careful and don't offend him. I think he may not be as open-minded as we imagined. .”

He Zheng didn't want to pay attention to him.

Zhuang Ling suddenly had a new idea, his eyes lit up, "How about this, just pretend that the previous engagement doesn't count, you and Zhao Yatou just break up and go your own way."

He Zheng gritted his teeth and glared at Zhuang Ling, "You..."