My Death God Roommate

Yang Songnu stopped, and slowly sat back on the throne without looking at them again.

He just sat like that and muttered to himself: "Xue Ji, why did you lie to me?"

Mu Rong took the opportunity to whisper to Sang Tong: "I'll cover you, you can find the formation and destroy it, then we can go out."

Sang Tong nodded and looked at the palace, and soon her eyes fell on the night pearl used as a light source.

The size of this luminous pearl is unique in the world, it is as big as a volleyball.

The light it emits makes the entire palace look like daylight, and it is the most likely thing to be regarded as the eye of the formation.

But... Sang Tong looked at the young man in the high position again, perhaps he was the source of this formation.

"Let's go." Yang Songnu waved wearily.

Mu Rong took a step forward, still imitating the etiquette of the ancients, cupping his hands and saying: "Your junior heard that the ancient country of Qiu Chi is not less than a thousand miles away, why is your mausoleum here, senior?"

After hearing this, Yang Songnu looked up at Murong, with a bitter smile on his lips: "This is not the king's bedroom, but the altar of the Jiuli tribe after its defeat."

Before Mu Rong could ask further, Yang Songnu narrated on his own: "Chi You is the ancestor of ancient weapons, and the only thing in this world that can hurt him is the evil sword in his hand. The Yellow Emperor had Chi You beheaded. In order to prevent Chi You from making trouble again, the Yellow Emperor separated his head, and then merged his walking stick with the evil tool sword to form the Xuanyuan Sword. However, the Jiuli tribe secretly found Chi You's body and brought it to the The altar was opened here to offer sacrifices, with the intention of resurrecting Chi You. The Yellow Emperor heard that he personally went out to fight and sealed Chi You with the Xuanyuan Sword. This is a legend recorded in an ancient book handed down by my Qiu Chi country. This king came here to find the Xuanyuan Sword."

"Then why did senior look for this sword? Could it be that Qiu Chi is in trouble?"

Yang Songnu's eyes dimmed, followed by a long silence: "It has nothing to do with you, leave quickly."

Mu Rong saw that Yang Songnu was quite different from the image in her mind, and seeing that he was still kind, so he boldly asked: "To tell you the truth, we didn't mean to disturb senior's Qingmeng, but just entered the underground palace and fell into a maze. If you can't find a way to get out in time, please ask the seniors for advice."

"Maze? I don't know what it means."

Sang Tong said: "I wonder if senior can bear the pain and let us destroy this night pearl?"

Yang Songnu waved his hand indifferently, and then immersed himself in his own world again.

Sang Tong summoned a fire talisman to attack Ye Mingzhu. With a "coax", the gravel splashed and plunged into darkness. Fortunately, there was a night vision device.

Unfortunately, the palace did not disappear, and Yang Songnu sat on the throne as if he wanted to blend in with the darkness. He looked more like a statue when he was motionless.

Sang Tong whispered: "If the eye of the formation is not this night pearl, then it is Yang Songnu, what should I do?"

Yang Songnu's voice came again: "Why don't you leave?"

Murong sighed lightly: "Senior..., this Ye Mingzhu is not the eye of the formation."

"Oh? What is the real formation eye?"

A trace of unbearableness flashed across Murong's heart. At this time, Yang Songnu looked like a sad person, sitting there alone.

The ancient country of Qiu Chi has long since been destroyed, and the outside world has also undergone earth-shaking changes, but somehow he is trapped here and has become a dangerous inhuman body, and he is also the target they want to destroy.

In the final analysis, he is also a poor man, and he is still an irredeemable man.

Luo Ruyan is also a thousand-year-old ghost, and Luo Ruyan can be reborn.

The same sad person, but Qin Huai'an was able to keep a glimmer of hope.

But in front of him, this beautiful and extraordinary young man has nothing.

After laughing, his whole aura changed, and he didn't know which "Xue Ji" he was talking about, and what kind of story he had.

Sang Tong gave Hao Jun a look, the latter grasped the dagger knowingly, Sang Tong also held a talisman paper in his hand ready to go: "I don't know if you can tell me, senior, will you help us?"

Yang Songnu replied calmly, "Speak."

"Respect is worse than obedience!"

As soon as the words fell, Sang Tong and Hao Jun had already moved, and she used the Kamikaze Talisman to wrap their bodies and fly towards the throne.

However, the effectiveness of the talisman paper was greatly reduced by the suppression of the formation, and they did not send them to the ideal position.

Sang Tong wanted to fly to the top of Yang Songnu, and the two condescended to attack, but they fell halfway, three steps away from the throne.

Sang Tong broke out in a cold sweat. If the strange move failed, the consequences would be disastrous if Yang Songnu launched an attack, and Mu Rong also ran towards the height.

But Yang Songnu sat on the throne in a daze as if he hadn't seen it.

After all, Hao Jun was from the special forces, so he jumped up the steps and stabbed Yang Songnu's head with a dagger in both hands.

With a crisp "ding", the dagger stopped three inches in front of Yang Songnu.

Hao Jun yelled, clenched his molars and exhausted all his strength, soon his face flushed red and the veins on his neck bulged out, but the dagger remained motionless, unable to score any further points.

Yang Songnu clamped the dagger between two fingers, looked at Hao Jun suspiciously, and said innocently, "Why did you attack me?"

Sang Tong came after him and threw out a stack of talisman papers to attack Yang Songnu. Murong shouted, "Sang Tong, wait a minute!"

Yang Songnu squinted his eyes, flicked his finger lightly and the sharp and tough dagger broke, Hao Jun's body flew high and fell into the water with a "plop".

Yang Songnu waved his hand casually, and the "wind, rain, thunder and lightning" that hit him disappeared silently.

He grabbed Sang Tong in the air and said, "This king kindly let you go, why did you sneak attack me?"

"Senior! Senior Linghu, Senior Yang! Be merciful!"

Yang Songnu let go of his hand, and took a look at Murong: "I will say it again, leave quickly."

"Senior, you are the eye of the ecstasy formation, we can only go out if we break the eye of the formation."

"Murong!"

Mu Rong's move is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, but it is impossible for any normal person to agree to her request. If they fail to sneak attack, they should retreat immediately and seek other methods.

But Mu Rong had another premonition in his heart that things might turn around.

Sure enough, as Sang Tong expected, a dangerous light flashed in Yang Songnu's eyes after listening.

"careful!"

But Yang Songnu didn't do anything, and the anger in his eyes quickly disappeared. He said "Oh" lightly, and then fell silent again.

Hao Jun crawled out of the cold pool, but one leg was bitten by Tan Zhong's dragon, struggling hard.

No one could tell what Yang Songnu was thinking, after a while he looked up at Murong: "Will you do something for this king?"

"Senior, please speak."

"Find a woman named Situ Xueji, and bring the files, records, and biographies about her here and burn them."

"it is good."

"Go ahead."

Sang Tong couldn't believe his ears. Seeing Yang Songnu leaning on the back of the chair and closing his eyes, he realized that he had heard correctly.

She took out a stack of talisman papers from her bosom, but she heard Yang Songnu say: "Such vulgar and low-level things can't hurt this king, show your true abilities."

Sang Tong's breathing stagnates, but he also knows that what Yang Songnu said is true.

She went over what she had learned all her life, and there were only two that could hurt her bones: Nine Heavens Profound Thunder and Samadhi True Fire.

Although the former is astonishingly powerful, the price is too high, and the immediate environment is not suitable for displaying it. Samadhi True Fire is a good choice, but it takes a long time to summon it, but it doesn't matter if Yang Songnu doesn't resist.

Sang Tong opened the backpack and took out a bag of things, and made a "crash" sound when he touched it.

Yang Songnu closed his eyes and curled his mouth: "But you want to use the Five Beans Sunburst Technique? It's a good idea, but it's a pity..."

Sang Tong's eyes showed astonishment, this Yang Songnu was actually proficient in Taoism!

Fortunately, he wanted to die, otherwise he would have no chance of winning.

"Hmph, take a good look at it, it will definitely send you to the west."

Yang Songnu smiled and said nothing, Sang Tong carried the bag around the throne and sprinkled the beans evenly on the ground.

Yang Songnu spoke again: "Well, five beans are scattered on the ground to summon yang energy, but do you still need fir to top the heart? Peach wood to top the lung?"

Sang Tong gritted his teeth with hatred but had nothing to say, and muffled, "No need!"

He took out another can of cinnabar and poured out some to draw a talisman on the ground, then dipped a little with his finger and began to rub it on himself.

Yang Songnu's nostrils fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes. He shook his head when he saw the scene in front of him: "It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. If you have learned Taoism like this, you will dare to come to this world if you don't serve your master well in the mountains and do some rough work." .”

Mu Rong became more and more curious about Yang Songnu's identity. Seeing that the decadence on his face had subsided a lot, his eyes were also calm, as if what awaited him was not death but liberation.

Thinking of himself and Sang Yu, he felt a pain in his heart.

Seeing that Sang Tong had to prepare for a while, Yang Songnu simply chatted with Mu Rong: "How will the world be in a thousand years?"

Mu Rong thought for a while and briefly explained the changes in the world. Yang Songnu's eyes flickered with longing: "Is that so? This king really wants to experience it."

"Stop it, if you are born into chaos, I'm ready, please go on your way."

Yang Songnu looked at Sang Tong and asked, "Are you an authentic teacher?"

"Yes."

"How is the strength in the door?"

"Outstanding."

"I didn't expect Taoism to be reduced to this point..."

Official complaints were the most deadly, Sang Tong was trembling with anger and chanted the spell, and the surroundings of the throne were on fire.

Mu Rong was dragged down the steps, and couldn't help but look back: Yang Songnu sat there motionless, letting the flames burn his body, showing a smile.

The throne and Yang Songnu quickly turned into green smoke, and after the real fire of Samadhi was extinguished, the eyes of the few people were blurred!

The palace is gone, and they're out!

The author has something to say: the story is counting down to the end, but the ending is not that simple, everything will be explained clearly later, everyone can rest assured~