Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

Above the boundless sea area, two figures were speeding forward one after the other.

Even if he didn't pay attention at first, after a while, the people behind him were still chasing after him, and they realized it.

Luo Yang turned his face slightly, glanced at the shadow behind him, pursed his lips, raised his breath, and moved faster than before.

The adult had specifically told him that the elixir in his arms had no red soil on him, so naturally there was no way to prolong the elixir's effectiveness.

The only thing he could do was to rush quickly, deliver the elixir to the nearest stronghold, and hand it over to his leader, who would take the elixir and present it to that lord.

And this is also the reason why he tried his best to suppress the killing intent in his heart, never got entangled with the person behind him, and just rushed on his way-he was a golden core, and the guy behind him was also a golden core, if they really fought, maybe they would It took a lot of work, but for him, what was in short supply now was time.

That adult is so fancy about the elixir, and he knows that it must be an extremely rare item, even if there are ten of him, they can't match it.

Luo Yang couldn't believe what would be waiting for him if he messed up the matter.

Since the people in front have accelerated, Jing Li has no reason to lag behind.

Judging from the pits left on Jiangping Island, the number of Qianhuan Jialan that originally grew on the island is not many, but it is definitely not small. At a rough glance, there are at least a dozen plants, but it turns out that there are only a few of them. Was given a pot.

Looking at the man's clothes, the ice-blue uniform looked very familiar.

It's Xuantianzong again!

Di Mingru made a fool of him before, and he was still angry about being trapped in the Undersea Demon Palace. Now, the same group of people snatched away the object of this trip.The new hatred adds to the old ruthlessness, Jing Li is willing to give up and let it go!

……

Even if it is a Jindan stage monk, it will not be a good feeling to last for two days without slacking off in the middle of the journey.

Luo Yang never expected that the boy who had been chasing him would actually chase him like this, all the way from the far sea to Dongling Prefecture.

It is true that Luo Yang is a monk of the Golden Core stage, but he has not formed the core for a long time, and it is only the early stage of Golden Core. Zhang murderous face.

At this moment, Luo Yang also vaguely remembered that he had seen such a face when he was designing various cultivation schools in the high sea that day, after all, Jing Li's shell was really conspicuous.

Originally, he wanted to find a chance to dump the kid behind him, but now that he thinks that this is a fish that slipped through the net that might destroy their plan, Luo Yang is even less likely to give him a chance to escape.

Partly pretending, partly because he was really running out of energy, Luo Yang slowed down a little, turned a corner, and flew towards the hill to the east.

Not all strongholds are in the big cities and counties. The demons have developed countless strongholds in recent years, with big ones hidden in the city and small ones hidden in the wild.

In the small town ahead, there happened to be a stronghold. Thinking of the person in charge of this stronghold, even Luo Yang couldn't help frowning, but now that time is running out, there is really no time to worry about other things. The figure passing quickly in the middle of the scene can only be seen as an afterimage.

Before landing, Jing Li felt the dark energy escape from behind the mountain peak not far away.

Combined with the lane change of the man who had been chasing before, it is not difficult to imagine what lies ahead.

But since he chased here, he didn't intend to resolve it peacefully, and was already ready to do it.

But even so, Jing Li couldn't help but shrink his pupils suddenly when he saw the scene in the small town behind the mountain.

Human tragedy, nothing more.

Before time travel, Jing Li had done a mission when he was playing a game. The background of that mission was a small town covered by plague and war.

The sight of gunpowder smoke and the miserable background music make the gadgets who have done this series of tasks feel depressed.

But now, the more unacceptable picture than in the game is so straight into the eyeball, there is no room for buffering.

There is no flames of war in the game, and there is no sad and desolate tone. Some only have bleak eyes and ghostly shadows.

Forced to fly with Jing Li for two days, Ziling finally set foot on the ground, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he gasped in shock at what he saw.

This is a dead city.

The Yin wind sent howls and screams to his ears, and from the first step of stepping here, there was a kind of cold air coming towards him.

Jing Li couldn't feel any signs of the living from it.

On the contrary, a huge amount of resentment and hostility shrouded the entire town, and even formed a substantial black mist, covering every corner of the entire empty city.

"This, here..."

Ziling looked around suspiciously, although she didn't know who did it, but she slaughtered all the people in the town, and even trapped these souls here, so that they would not enter reincarnation, and would kill unarmed mortals like this There is no one else who is a kind of hand except the demons.

Not to mention Jing Li and the two, even Luo Yang was a little stunned when he saw this town for the first time.

He knew that the man acted recklessly, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so bold that he directly slaughtered a whole town to lock the soul refining weapon.

Are you so ostentatious because you are afraid that those monks will not know?

"Luo Hu, you are too reckless!"

Luo Yang looked unkindly at his fellow clansmen who were cleaning the magic tower in front of them and turning a blind eye to his arrival. "Don't you know how much trouble this will cause adults!?"

The person leaning lazily on the soft couch looked at the things in his hands unmoved, and with the dim light outside the window, he focused on looking at the magic tower in front of him, his eyes were full of tenderness, as if the one in front of him was My own lover is average.

"Rahu!"

Luo Yang, who was completely ignored, felt his temples throbbing. If he wasn't afraid of running out of time, he wouldn't waste his time talking to this guy.

Although I wished to beat him up, I finally remembered the business, squeezed my fists, tried my best to suppress my anger, and quickly explained the matter to let Luo Hu deal with the chasing boy, so I took the opportunity Hurry up.

After explaining the matter briefly, Luo Yang couldn't help but raised his voice when he got no response, "Luo Hu, are you deaf? Do you remember what I said?"

The person on the soft couch turned his face impatiently, looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, and snorted coldly.

This man has a rather handsome face, wearing a plain robe, looks like a scholar, his brows are filled with a sinister aura, which destroys this good skin, making people see, I subconsciously felt displeased.

Luo Yang, who finally got a response, didn't look much better. Now that Luo Hu had understood, he didn't want to delay here any longer.

"What are you still doing here? You haven't gone out and dealt with that kid."

Although there were two people chasing after her, Luo Yang didn't pay attention to a woman in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Tch—it's just a lost dog who is being chased and running all over the place, and has the guts to tell me what to do and give orders?"

Luo Hu's voice was very thin, low and low. This voice, which was not pleasing to others, was inexplicably suitable for him. It made people feel shivering and fearful.

Luo Yang was startled and angry, and just about to explode, he heard the man say lightly, "What are you?"

It is as light as a whisper, but it falls on the ear like thunder.

He was not a forbearing character at all, after listening to these words, how could Luo Yang bear it any longer, the fierce wind rose up, his fingers curled into claws, and they went straight to the heart of the person who spoke rudely.

Luo Hu was still lazily sitting on the soft couch, turning a blind eye to the oncoming sharp claws, and even yawned out of boredom.

Being humiliated to such a place, even a clay figurine would get angry, not to mention Luo Yang's temper, which has never been called good.

This will also temporarily put the matter of the elixir into the back of his mind, and all the resentment in his heart has turned into a vicious attack, focusing on this blow.

"!—"

A second before touching Luo Hu's skirt, Luo Yang fell down without warning.

The expression on his face was still fixed between anger and astonishment. These two completely different expressions distorted his entire face, making him look particularly weird.

It's just that this time, the only spectator in this room is obviously not interested in this performer, and instead his eyes fell on the position next to Luo Yang.

It was clear that there was nothing there, but Luo Hu hooked the corners of his mouth, and with his slender fingers showing a sickly paleness that was not seen in the sun, he lightly fiddled with a bell on the eaves of the magic tower.

The bell shook slightly, but did not make any sound.

Luo Hu seemed to have expected this long ago, and squinted at the empty space indifferently.

Gradually, strands of black mist emerged from the ground, strands of mist became entangled and blurred, outlining illusory figures.

Looking at these souls with red eyes, who obviously hated him deeply, but had to obey and obey him, his eyes stayed on the soul in the front for a while, Luo Hu was in a rare good mood, and the genius of the Guiyi sect was in a good mood again. Why, don't you have to obediently listen to yourself now, and don't even have the right to resist?

As if understanding the unfinished words in Luo Hu's smile, a trace of resentment flashed in the eyes of the purple soul standing in the front, and in the next moment, several thin red threads appeared on that handsome face like a spider's web .

The purple soul body suddenly paused, and the whole body hunched up slightly, as if it was suffering great pain.

"Hmph~" Luo Hu hooked the corners of his lips with a half-smile, and was about to speak, when he suddenly glanced out of the window as if aware of it, and took a deep breath intoxicated, as if smelling some old wine.

Luo Hu let out a murmur of unknown meaning, stood up slowly, and smiled frivolously when passing by the purple figure.

"It's as delicious as yours..."

The purple figure who was being punished for the previous thought of backlash suddenly paused, and a look of humiliation flashed in his eyes.

Luo Hu glanced disdainfully at Luo Yang, who fell to the ground and had already lost his life.

This time, the trash did a good deed.