Conquer the world with beauty [Transmigration Book]

Nanfang Shisan tensed his muscles and was about to rush forward, Nanfang Shisan hugged him tightly.Thirteen kept struggling. In order to avoid being discovered, South Seventeen had to sink deeper into the ground, covering his mouth with one paw, and trapping him tightly with the other.

"Uh! Uh!" Nanfang Thirteen's pupils shrank suddenly, his expression was ferocious, and he kept whimpering.

"Do you want to die?!" Nanfang Shiqi stuck to his ear, and said word by word: "If you go now, you can kill a few Jianyun clan!"

"Well!!"

"When are you going to be stupid?!"

Southern Thirteen froze.

Nanfang Shiqi felt his violent heartbeat, and at the same time, his own heartbeat was transmitted to the other's back, and both sides heard each other's heartbeat.

They buried themselves in the sand, and heard the conversation of the Jianyun clan outside.

"Finally found the location of this group of hidden cats, poured it down with running fire, and kept them dead until they couldn't die again."

"Go and block the other exits, run out and kill one by one."

"Want to kill them all?"

The other party let out a sneer: "The Hidden Cat Clan is useless. They are too weak and too weak to be used as slaves."

"I like to hear the screams of the Hidden Cat Clan the most." A certain Jianyun Clan said, "Is the Hidden Cat Clan worthy of being called the Demon Clan? A group of little thieves who only dare to appear at night, it's better to die." If it is clean, there is no need to waste magic energy."

"However, hidden cats live very well, no matter how you kill them, you can't kill them cleanly..."

"The method of pouring fire has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It is specially used to kill the hidden cats. After the hidden cats inside are dead, you can dig out the underground palace they built. At that time, there will be many hidden cats in the underground palace." The corpse looks beautiful."

The flowing fire they are talking about is actually boiling hot magma, poured in from the passage, and will block every place it passes by.The magma flowed into the underground palace and began to flood. The Hidden Cats inside either died from the scalding fire or the strong smell. Those who escaped alive were all killed by the Jianyun Clan blocking the exit.

The way of survival in the demon world is like this, the strong slaughter the weak, and the weak raise their swords against the weaker. Anyway, the demon world is vast and rich, and the demons live faster than they die, and they can't kill them all.

Every race of the lower bloodlines is in a state of confrontation or affiliation, and only a few races are in a symbiotic relationship.

When Nanfang Thirteen heard his eyes crack, his panting became louder and louder, and his muscles tensed up, making him painful and awake as if being pricked by a needle.

What is he going to do?

Anger was burning his internal organs, Nan Qiqi could feel his body temperature getting higher and higher, and the scalding temperature came over, making Nan Qiqi feel almost suffocated.

"Thirteen...thirteen!"

He called softly, Nanfang Thirteen didn't move at all, Nanfang Seventeen tentatively let go of his hand, and touched Nanfang Thirteen's face.

soggy...

Southern Seventeen One didn't know what to say.

The two of them hid in the sand in the distance until they watched the Jianyun clan completely fill up the underground palace, and the hidden cat clan screamed endlessly... until the moonlight fell, the Jianyun clan left, Nanfang Thirteen and Nanfang Seventeen came out of the land.

Nanfang Thirteen galloped towards the underground palace. He knelt on the ground and began to dig out the hot soil. What was buried underneath was the tunnel of the underground palace formed by watering.

His paws were quickly burning red, but he was still doing the futile work.

Even if it was dug out, it would be fine, the Hidden Cat Clan was gone, and in the solidified underground palace, only the corpses of the Hidden Cat Clan remained.

Nanfang Shiqi stayed quietly by the side for a while, seeing Nanfang Shisan's paws began to bleed due to the high temperature, and then pushed him away.

His power is greater than that of Nanfang Thirteen, and Nanfang Thirteen has never been able to escape his control.

"Thirteen...Thirteen!" Southern Seventeen suppressed him and said softly, "They are already dead, you have to accept this."

Nanfang Thirteen looked at him in disbelief: "Do you want to accept it like this? Grandma...they are dead, right in front of us, do you want me to accept it?"

He struggled desperately to at least do something...

Southern Seventeen held him down: "This is the fate of the Hidden Cat Clan, it will happen sooner or later..."

Nanfang Thirteen was furious. He grabbed Nanfang Shiqi's arms, kicked his legs and turned over, and pressed Nanfang Shiqi under him: "So you are indifferent to their death?!"

Southern Seventeen frowned: "Of course not, but the more important thing now is what should we do next."

Of course, the surviving companions are more important than the dead ones.

Nanfang Thirteen punched it down.

Nan Qiqi tilted his head to hide. He often fought against Nan San Shisan. At this time, Thirteen was still in a state of anger and sadness, and his aim was even worse. In Nan Shi Qi's eyes, his attacks were too rough.

Nanfang Shisan missed a punch, and he punched again. Seventeen gritted his teeth and raised his elbow, and gave him a hard blow, and then pressed Shisan, who was staring at gold stars, to the ground.

He was guarding against Nanfang Thirteen's next attack, but Nanfang Thirteen gave up struggling.

"If I die, won't you feel sad for it?" Thirteen asked suddenly.

This question surprised Southern Seventeen, and he said without thinking, "Of course I will suffer for you."

Nanfang Thirteen looked at him, and suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth.

That's right, this is the thinking shared by the blood of the demon world.

Anyway, they will die sooner or later, and it is no different if they die under natural disasters, at the hands of humans, or in the massacres of other demons.With so many low-level bloodlines, they will die as soon as they die, and even their clan will not feel sad about it.

In other words, they really felt that low-level bloodlines deserved to die.

Weakness is the original sin.

Including low-level blood, I feel the same way.

But he didn't want to feel that way.

South Thirteen even questioned the hierarchy of bloodlines all the time.

What hurts him the most is that Nan Qiqi also feels the same way.

It is obvious that the Southern Seventeen is more powerful than him, with sharper observation and stronger strength. Those who stop practicing for a day will be surpassed by Seventeen.

Why is such a powerful Seventeen willing to accept the fate of a low-level bloodline?

"Let's go." Southern Thirteen said, "Get out of here."

Nanfang Shiqi took a look at his expression, made sure that he would not do anything stupid again, and let go of his hand.

Nanfang Thirteen silently stood up.

Seventeen asked, "Where are we going?"

"Boshan." Nanfang Shisan said: "Since the underground palace is gone, it doesn't matter where we go. So let's catch up with Shangzhou and follow him, otherwise the two of us will die here soon."

Southern Seventeen agreed with him, most of the time, he listened to Southern Thirteen.

Because Nanfang Thirteen can make decisions better than him, if he wants to move forward, Nanfang Thirteen must be the one who walks in the front.

……

Jiang Xiaozhou still doesn't know what happened in the underground palace after he left.

He has been walking in the north direction as far as possible. The underground palace is located in the south of Boshan, so Boshan is in the north of the underground palace.However, he walked for a long time without seeing any trace of race.

Jiang Xiaozhou's footsteps are not unpleasant, and when he wants to go, he can often flash to the destination in an instant.Jiang Xiaozhou guessed that this should also be a skill he had mastered before. It seems that he knows a lot of things, and it depends on when he can remember them all.

After a full ten days, Jiang Xiaozhou vaguely felt the aura of a large number of demons ahead.

The Demon Realm is really too big... Jiang Xiaozhou thought, Boshan is just a small place in District 26, and the distance from Guangdi Palace to Boshan is only this far, one can imagine how big the whole District 26 is.

A vague thought flashed through his mind, a District 26 was almost as big as the Qianyuan Continent.

Wait, why do I know the area of ​​Qianyuan Continent.

Where is Qianyuan Continent?

Jiang Xiaozhou fell into a short period of confusion again, but he has also gotten used to this state recently and is very calm.If he can't remember certain things, he just can't remember them. It's useless for him to think desperately. Only when he is thinking about certain things, a strange but familiar word will suddenly pop up.

He suppressed these thoughts and walked on.

There was a hill in front of him, and he walked up following the breath of the demons. Now he still wants to contact some demons again.

Opposite the hill is also a hill, with a narrow road in the middle, and in the road, a row of demons are walking forward with huge stones on their backs.On both sides of them were several demons who looked taller, urging them to speed up.

"Master Zhu is the hero who attacked the human race this time. Do things for him. You are so slow, do you have any objections to Master Zhu?!"

"faster!"

"If I am punished by Master Zhu, I will kill all the trash in your house!"

"Can't you run! You can't run on all four legs, why don't you cut it off!"

In the entire stone-carrying team, a half-horse was at the forefront. He had four slender and scarred legs covered with blood scabs.The heavy stones weighed on him, forcing his back to bend into a bow, and his legs were trembling all the time.

After the Demon Race next to him finished saying that, he actually spit out two wind blades and slashed at the Half Horse Race's hind legs.

The half-horse seemed to have sensed something, looked back, and subconsciously avoided the wind blade.

"Do you still dare to hide?!" The Demon Race was so angry that his face flushed. To him, it was an insult to him that a slave dared to avoid his punishment. Became a joke!

The demons spit out four wind blades again, and attacked the half horses.

The half-horse clan's eyes flashed with determination, and he didn't stop doing anything. He simply threw the stone back on his body and threw it towards the demon clan. to the hills.

His strength, speed, and agility are much stronger than that demon clan in all aspects!

But he is still just a slave who can be beaten and killed at will.

Jiang Xiaozhou praised his reaction speed and coping method. In this way, the boulder temporarily blocked the demons behind, and the half-horse had a great chance of escaping.

Then, Jiang Xiaozhou saw the half-horse race rushing towards his face.

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