pillow mountain river

The Shui people went all the way south and camped at the junction of Xiexi and Beiyu.Their residence was once the palace of human beings.Maybe it's Shouyuan's short-lived spiritual creature who is more greedy for magnificent things. The palace has tall buildings and majestic pavilions, like a giant dragon hovering above the mountains.

However, this gorgeous palace has become the territory of the aquarium.The palace is heavily guarded, and water demons can be seen patrolling everywhere.

The second prince of the Dragon Clan was the initiator of this battle, but he was in the Northern Territory, and sent Yaozun to lead the march into the border of the Human Race.Compared with the second prince who is out of reach, the water demons are more afraid of Lord Yaozun.

Lord Yaozun used to use a long whip, but that white and soft whip could easily tear monks into pieces.Even against the Golden Core stage monks, he can win with just a stick of incense.

The water demon doesn't know the origin of Lord Yaozun, let alone what a powerful monster he really is.It is just a guess that Lord Yaozun is the illegitimate son of the late First Prince.The long whip in Yaozun's hand is the old prince's weapon "Juechen".

There are tens of thousands of water demons, but most of them are little demons with low mana, most of them are river fish and seashells.Even Jiao Zai, who has the blood of the dragon clan, is still a big monster in the heart of the water demon, let alone a dragon clan with pure blood.

As Er Dong walked down the steps, the patrolling water demon stopped and knelt down to him respectfully, "Master Yaozun."

Those little monsters lowered their heads, not daring to make eye contact with Er Dong. Their faces showed admiration, but more of it was fear, fearing that they would become the meal of this big white-haired monster.

It wasn't until Er Dong walked away that the little demons dared to stand up and continue patrolling.

Er Dong walked for a long time, and finally stopped in front of a small building built by the water.There were four maidservants standing at the door. The girls lowered their eyebrows and looked down. When they saw someone coming, they knelt down hastily before they could see the face of the person coming.Until Er Dong's voice sounded, the girls finally knew the identity of the visitor, and buried their heads timidly.

"Why are you outside?" Er Dong asked.

A girl responded, "Mr. Pillow likes to be quiet, and doesn't like to be disturbed by slaves."

The girl's reply was within his expectations.After pondering for a moment, Er Dong still opened his mouth, "How did he look when you were serving him?"

The maid thought for a while, "Mr. Zhen is indifferent and doesn't like to show off. All the slaves admire Mr. Zhen very much."

Er Dong frowned slightly, and said, "Just reply to my words, don't need to say more."

The maid kowtowed and said, "The little man knows his mistake."

The flustered look on the girl's face disturbed him, Er Dong said, "All raise your heads." The four delicate faces looked at him hesitantly, and the apprehension in their pupils could be clearly seen.

Er Dong said, "Since he doesn't need anyone to be around, you can withdraw."

After all, he pushed the door and walked in.The furnishings of this room are extremely luxurious, and compared with his bedroom, it is a bit more elegant and quiet.The sound of gurgling water outside the house passed through the window and flowed quietly into the room.

Layers of gauze curtains covered the man's figure, Er Dong could only see a vague outline.He walked lightly to the gauze curtain and stared at Zhenhan Mountain who was meditating with his eyes closed.

Er Dong couldn't see Zhenhanshan's face clearly, but he could feel that the man opened his eyes because of his arrival.Er Dong didn't dare to open the curtain, although he couldn't see Zhen Han Shan clearly, but he didn't need to see Zhen Han Shan's expression when he was facing him.

Standing silently outside the gauze curtain, Er Dong wanted to say something, but his throat seemed blocked and he couldn't speak.Once Er Dong remains silent, Zhen Han Shan will not speak up.

The air seemed to be stagnant, only the sound of running water from outside lingered in my ears.

Er Dong heard his hoarse voice, the voice came from his throat, but it seemed like another person was speaking, "Are you used to living?"

Zhen Hanshan didn't answer for a while, and Er Dong seemed to hear a sneer of contempt.Then, he heard the man's reply.

"How can you not be used to being taken care of by Master Yaozun?"

Er Dong clenched his fists, his nails were almost embedded in his flesh, although Zhen Hanshan said this sentence calmly, Er Dong would not be ignorant of the meaning of the words.The title that the little demon gave him came out of the man's mouth, and it was more piercing than the harsh sarcasm.

He only felt that his bones had turned into ice slag, and the cold air radiated from inside, piercing through every inch of his skin.

"I, I'll keep you..." Er Dong had just uttered a few words before being cut off, but even if he said it, it would only look ridiculous.He used tricks and tricks, set up formations, and forced Zhen Hanshan to stay. How is it different from imprisoning people?

No matter how high-sounding the reason is, it is only a fig leaf after all.

Er Dong let go of his fist and said softly, "I'm sorry." Zhen Hanshan didn't answer him at all this time.Er Dong waited for a long time, and lowered his eyes in disappointment.The two little demons who were close to each other back then, now have power and cultivation, but they can never return to the innocence of the past.

"I haven't been back to Hanshan for a long time. I don't know if Hanshan will regain its former vitality after the wildfire?" Er Dong said slowly.

He was afraid to see Zhenhanshan's cold expression, but he stared at the man intently through the gauze curtain.Even though Zhen Hanshan's figure was imprinted in his eyes, leaving only a hazy outline, Er Dong still had a frosty face in his mind.

Er Dong murmured to himself, "It's a pity that such a spiritual mountain with lush aura has bred many monsters, and it will encounter a fire from the sky."

What he said was emotional, it might as well be more like reminiscing about the past.Hanshan is the place where the two of them practiced incarnation, and the name of Zhenhanshan came from this.

Er Dong was just using the name of the old place to curry favor with Zhenhan Mountain.

Hearing the words, Zhen Hanshan finally spoke, "It's nothing more than God's punishment."

Er Dong stared blankly, evoking a wry smile.Scourge? The scourge in the mouth of Zhenhan Mountain is not condemned by the vegetation and beasts of Hanshan Mountain, but the monster that lives with the devil.

Zhen Hanshan hates him so much, does he feel that the heavens can't tolerate him?

If he was really condemned by the heavens for murder, he would not resist half a bit, but before killing him, the heavens should kill those people who have the way of benevolence and righteousness on their lips and blood on their hands!

Er Dong really didn't understand that back then, those two people burned Zhen Hanshan and almost took away their inner alchemy.Even if Zhen Hanshan has let go of this bloody enmity, shouldn't he be devoted to human beings?

Even after so many years, when Er Dong thinks of the greedy gazes of those two people, his hairs will stand on end, and his whole body will be on guard.

Er Dong grabbed the gauze curtain and clenched his fists tightly. His eyes were red, and under the influence of the shadow demon, a bloodthirsty desire rose in his heart.The gauze curtain in his hand was shattered into powder, and a big hole appeared.

The heavy gauze curtains were broken into rags and scattered in all directions.The ground was covered with broken yarn.

Those scarlet eyes were clearly imprinted in Zhen Hanshan's eyes, they were as red as blood, like the color of hot blood gushing out from a long sword piercing the heart.

No, more red.

Er Dong bit his lip, the smell of blood in his mouth could only aggravate his desire for blood.A monster that is haunted by demon energy can strengthen its muscles and bones in a short period of time and improve its cultivation, but it will lose its mind and be taken away by the demon.

Er Dong restrained the power of the shadow, and did not completely lose his mind, but he still couldn't control himself when his emotions fluctuated.

Zhen Hanshan knew that Er Dong had lost control, so he sat on the bed motionless, watching Er Dong approaching step by step with a blank expression.He was trapped in the formation, his cultivation was greatly reduced, and he had no chance of winning against Shang Erdong.

Er Dong opened his mouth slightly, revealing a corner of his canine teeth, the sharp tips of which seemed to be able to easily pierce flesh and blood.

Zhen Hanshan smiled but was not a smile, looking at Er Dong's out of control appearance, as if he was looking at a barking mad dog, with contempt hidden in his eyes.

Er Dong was still approaching, and he didn't stop until the two faced each other.Although Zhenhanshan was imprisoned in his cultivation, he moved extremely fast, holding the thin and sharp blade between his two fingers, and pressed against Erdong's throat.

"Do you hate me that much?" Er Dong muttered to himself.After saying that, he moved a little closer, and a red mark appeared on his slender neck.

Er Dong lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes half covered his blood-colored pupils.Covering the brutal blood in the eyes, this face trapped in bloodthirsty desire is not ferocious, but reveals a sigh of fragility.

The blade penetrated into Erdong's neck, but no blood was left, even if the entire blade penetrated into his neck, the damage to him was minimal.To Erdong, a weapon without magic power is just a leaf on his shoulders.

Zhen Hanshan knew that the blade in his hand was harmless to Er Dong, his actions were not for self-protection, let alone for confrontation, but just to declare his disgust.

"The smell of blood on your body is choking," Zhen Hanshan said calmly.

His words completely disturbed Er Dong's mood, but the sharp canine teeth did not penetrate into the flesh and blood of Zhenhan Mountain.

Er Dong straightened up and stared blankly at Zhenhan Mountain. Then, he suppressed the desire to drink blood, bit his wrist and hurriedly left the hut. Because he walked so fast, he almost tripped over the threshold.

There were no maids and patrolling guards around, otherwise these little demons would definitely be surprised by Er Dong's flustered expression.

Lord Yaozun, who is very skilled on the battlefield, would escape from the hut where the formation was set up like a frightened cat.

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