"Boy, I didn't expect that I would underestimate you, but how could my young man Jiejun, who is the beast-controlling sect, be defeated like this?" The red-haired boy had red eyes, and bloodshot in his gloomy pupils. As he said this, he jumped up and swooped down from the shoulders of the Damian Tear Sky Bear.

At the same time, a humanized color flashed in the fierce eyes of Damo Tearing Sky Bear. The beam of light suddenly appeared, and the scattered waves like hurricanes were scattered everywhere. All the students around him showed horror and retreated.

Especially the other students of the Beast Control Sect, they seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. One of them murmured: "Rampant Blood Sacrifice! If the senior brother is going to use this move! That is a move that can be damaged by the enemy!"

At this moment, the old man who was watching from afar suddenly changed his expression and shouted "No!" and left only the shadows in place, leaving the beautiful woman full of worry, and then she also turned into shadows and disappeared in place.

Ye Wuchou stared at the attack full of destructive aura and smashed it to his head. He was shocked. Who would have thought that the red-haired boy would fight so hard? Isn’t it just a game? He cursed himself secretly, and then climbed up the ring with his palm, and his mental power communicated with Liming’s forgiveness and the two swords of Red Blood Cancel Yun.

If there is no power of the magical weapon, I am afraid I will die!

"Stop!" A loud voice rolled in thunder, and a white figure flashed suddenly, like a shadow so fast that it made people unable to react. He gently patted the red-haired boy's back, then flew to Ye Wuqiu, half-holding his palms from the air, and at the same time, he flew away with Ye Wuqiu and the red-haired boy.

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"The liver and gallbladder ice and snow, the fallen red and the deep love, the rain chants and tears flow. Ten years of deep gratitude, crazy and drunk, singing to the bright moon and hazy."

Ye Wuchou was still at the corner of the Changting Pavilion, and he heard a gentle and clear male voice coming from afar. He heard the content and felt the words. The complex and simple flavors were mixed in his heart.

"This is a person of temperament." He thought to himself.

Without a heavy emotional experience, how could you chant so sadly

When he reached the scenery wall, Ye Wuqiu looked at the old man next to him. The old man nodded slightly, his eyes full of expectations. Ye Wuqiu understood his intention and walked into the garden alone.

As you can see, the bamboo leaves are green and the moon is as bright as water. Under the gurgling, the sparse shadows of the bamboo forest are slanted, concealing the contrast. Those who pass by are most likely to be inadvertently attracted by the admirable beauty, and in the meantime, there is even more interesting and quietly opening the heart.

At night, he was so obsessed with the eyes that he could only feel like poetry and picturesque. He walked forward, the lotus stood tall, the fragrance was fragrant, and the cool tiny carried the comfort of his skin, which immediately made him fascinated.

"Who is there?" The male voice came from across the rockery.

Ye Wuchou bowed and bowed. Although the person on the other side could not see it, he was still respectful, because he was the kind of person who Ye Wuchou was quite proud of, whether it was out of emotional intuition or rational considerations.

"There is no hatred in the next night, and it comes from Huangdi."

"The Huang Realm is really far away. So let's talk about your purpose in Yuheng Country, or what's the matter to tell me?"

"Young Master Sheng Tang, what you said is wrong." Ye Wuchou said lightly: "We did not come to Yuheng with our purpose. What I am going to report is related to the common destiny of all mankind, not just the gains and losses of Yuheng."

"The pattern is so grand." Young Master Sheng Tang seemed to chuckle, and then said, "I heard that you are a young hero. The person who can make the Chief Elder evaluate this must be extraordinary."

Ye Wuchou was talking to him, but suddenly saw Mr. Sheng Tang's figure gradually turning across the rockery under the blurred moonlight and appearing in front of him.

Ye Wuchou looked at his appearance carefully and saw that his face was like a jade, his eyes were bright and starry, his fingers were green, his body was weak, his hair was tied with a lush scarf, and his demeanor was magnificent.

Ye Wuchou smiled slightly, and just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly changed. He saw his body swaying left and right, and in an instant he completed two consecutive dodging actions at a rapid speed. Then, when he was unable to dodge, he bent down and leaned back, and barely flashed through the fierce attack.

Ye Wuchou exerted force under his feet, flew back violently, and then he tapped his right foot and turned around like a slutty swallow jumping into the ball, then he stabilized his body and stood still.

"Good body skills!" Mr. Sheng Tang cheered loudly.

Ye Wuchou was forced to get angry by his evil falcon's attack, but he couldn't do it. He had to tidy up his clothes without any pain and said: "The young master's offensive is also quite fierce."

Young Master Sheng Tang's face flushed, and his eyes became more brilliant. He said, "Sure enough, young and promising, the Chief Elder is really not to deceive me! Tell me, you have to tell me what you have to do."

Ye Wuqiu saw that the serious matter was coming, and he immediately adjusted his mood and said, "Young Master is Your Majesty's eldest son. I think Your Majesty will still listen to your words. I urge you to report to Your Majesty afterwards and send a letter to all countries to keep all human beings on guard."

"What's worth making such a fuss?" Mr. Sheng Tang looked at Ye Wuqiu hesitantly.

"Young Master, have you heard of the undead?"

"Isn't the undead a race in mythology? The ancestors accumulated emotional experiences in their labor but could not get a scientific explanation. They naturally easily imagined something that was quite creative in themselves. This is not surprising. What happened to the undead?"

"The undead does not exist only in legends, the undead has really descended on this earth!"

Young Master Sheng Tang was stunned. He leaned forward with his palms and signaled Ye Wuqiu. In this way, the two of them were walking in the garden.

"Maybe you don't know, but as a bloody secret history of human beings, even after countless years of erosion, it is impossible to hide it perfectly. There are always traces to follow."

"You mean, the myth is true," Mr. Sheng Tang was silent for a long time and suddenly said.

"The painful lessons are all about not listening to good words. Young Master, even if you are more confident than trusting, you should convey this news to Your Majesty's ears." Ye Wuchou's tone was rapid, obviously due to his emotions. This is no wonder that he felt the greater the responsibility, the more difficult it was to control his emotions.

What he feared the most was that he had a hard time talking, but he could not believe his words.

Mr. Sheng Tang looked up at the moon. He narrowed his eyes for a long time and said, "Can you tell me what you saw and heard?"

Ye Wuqiu paused his feet by the pond, and the goldfish froze and came and went leisurely. He bowed and said, "There is nothing that cannot be said to others!"

"Please look, young master, this is the Wild Wolf Valley of the Duantian Mountains, close to the southern swamp. This place can be regarded as one of the fortresses to resist the dead. Now the army of undead secretly traveled to Chen Cang to break through the guardians in surprise!"

"Why is the fortress here?"

"The wisdom of the sages and saints has their own wonders. This fortress is not a geographical barrier, it is the prelude to suppress the talent of the undead. There are ten such fortresses scattered across the continent. If all the fortresses are broken one by one, then the power of the undead will ride on thunder and will definitely make humans stretched!"

Mr. Sheng Tang walked back and forth with his chin. He hesitated and said, "In this way, if the undead is so arrogant, wouldn't it be a very serious situation for humans?"

"Who said no? Young Master, please inform Your Majesty immediately, this matter is urgent."

Ye Wuchou thought that since he had said that, Young Master Sheng Tang must have felt unprecedented oppression, but who knew that he would say the following words, which made Ye Wuchou's passionate heart suddenly feel half-hearted.

Mr. Sheng Tang said, "But I am so majestic Yuheng, the Xuanxing, the sea in the north, the Tianshan Mountains in the south, and the unity of several vassal states. For hundreds of years, I have fought against orcs, drove away corpse tides, and gave me kindness to the heavens. I am invincible, so why fear the dead."

Ye Wuchou glanced at the young master who was sad and sad in front of him but didn't care about the real big things, and sighed softly, but he thought about it, and had not witnessed the horror of the dead with his own eyes, and thought that he would probably live in the dream of the prosperous era of the Celestial Empire.

Ye Wuqiu shook his head with a bitter smile. He said silently for a while and then said softly: "Faced with the unknown fear, we should be more energetic."

Mr. Sheng Tang smiled slightly and said, "Don't make yourself so nervous. I will report this to my father sooner or later. Come on, we will have a happy moment when we first meet, and we will drink and romance, raise our chopsticks to invite the moon to have dinner together!"

After Ye Wuchou suddenly realized some truth, his spirit disappeared immediately, and his interest was lost.

Perhaps only after experiencing a painful lesson can one learn from one’s mistakes.

He seemed to have no enthusiasm just now, and Mr. Sheng Tang noticed it sensitively. Mr. Sheng Tang asked, "Why are you taciturn because of me? You can tell me what you have to do."

Ye Wuchou walked slowly against the pond. He stared at the water surface where goldfish showed their heads at times and said, "Young Master, some things are not as simple as you think. If we are lazy with the dead today, we will be slaughtered bloodily tomorrow."

Young Master Sheng Tang's expression suddenly darkened, and he asked, "Can the so-called undead be stronger than the ups and downs that the empire has experienced over the past few hundred years?"

Ye Wuchou's expression became extremely powerful at this moment. His pupils seemed to be filled with scenes of scenes in the valleys under the rain. The yasu falls and swords roars. The Kaiyang soldiers were fearless and would rather die than retreat. The cold corpses were scattered on the battlefield. The dead were silent, the living was hideous, and the race's life and death battle burst out with the ultimate roar full of blood and faith in the brief impact and pull!

"Young Master, please believe me, please." After saying that, Ye Wuqiu bowed deeply, and he said, "The soldiers of Kaiyang Kingdom have confronted the dead. If you don't believe it, you can report my words to the king of Kaiyang. I think he has experienced a lesson and should always realize the urgency of the situation."

Listening to Ye Wuchou's extremely low words, Mr. Sheng Tang suddenly felt in his heart. He felt the breath that was truly preserved on the battlefield of bloody storms.

"Come on, let's have a chat while eating. After I finish eating, I will draft a message to my father overnight." Mr. Sheng Tang pulled Ye Wuqiu and walked along the small stone road and came to the pavilion.

The stone chairs in the pavilion were sitting, and Mr. Sheng Tang clapped his hands, and a group of maids held a tray in their hands to place fruits and vegetables on the stone table.

"Come on, this is my treasured Tu Su, both medicine and wine, taste it quickly."

Young Master Sheng Tang held a blue and white porcelain pot in his hand and poured the crystal liquid into the wine cups of the two people. Then he raised his glass and said, "The young ones are old, so they drink first, and the old ones lose time, so they drink later. I dare to ask how old the brothers are."

"It's only eighteen years old."

Mr. Sheng Tang laughed and said, "It seems that I will drink this glass of wine first!"
Chapter completed!