The Southern Kingdom's border was in opposition to the human race's southernmost land.
Legend had it that hundreds of years ago, a country had once been here, but this country had only stood for a hundred years before it was crushed into dust by the heavy roller of history, and no one remembered it.
On the other hand, the Southern Kingdom had existed for 10,000 years, which was enough to show that it was powerful. It was not something that a single human could resist.
Chu Ge rode his saber and flew in the dark sky. He looked down and then looked up at the front.
There was really nothing to see below. As far as the eye could see, there was only endless brown sand. There was no green vitality at all. Instead, there were poisonous insects and skeletons densely packed, making people's hair stand on end.
"Boss, there's a town up ahead. Let's spend the night there!”Li Quzhuo pointed at a smoke-free town in front of him and shouted.
Wang Quan Ba Ye looked over and nodded."It's getting late, and it seems to be raining heavily. It's really not suitable to travel overnight. Let's stop in that town for a night."
"Be careful. There's no smoke in front. It's obviously a dead town that has been attacked by demons. It's very likely related to the demons of the southern country."
Li Zizai said cautiously. Then, he seemed to have thought of something and looked at Chu Ge guiltily from time to time.
Feeling his gaze, Chu Ge frowned and asked in confusion,""Why do you keep stealing glances at me?"
"Uh... Cough cough, Brother Chu, I've been forgetting something. Here, I've been raising your mantis shrimp very well. I haven't had the chance to return it to you."
As he spoke, Li Zizai reluctantly handed the two lively mantis shrimps to Chu Ge.
The latter looked at his slightly red eyes and his sunken face under the mask…
Helplessly, she covered her face." Fine, you can keep it. I won't take away what you love."
"Thank you for your help, Brother Chu!"
Chu Ge was speechless.
They looked at each other wordlessly all the way to the town. As they expected, there was no sign of anyone.
"The buildings in the town are still relatively new. There are no traces of old age. In other words, the people in the town were captured recently. And these mutilated corpses, before they died, they probably…"
Li Zizai observed the surrounding streets. Every time he saw a corpse, he would frown slightly, as if he had recalled some unpleasant memories.
" Hehe, Third Brother, don't be angry at this time." Wang Quan Ba Ye smiled and patted Li Zizai's shoulder." If you're done being angry now, what if you encounter those monsters?" Therefore, he had to maintain a happy mood first. When he encountered the Southern Kingdom's demon race, he would vent his anger and avenge his fallen compatriots!”
"Yes, I know."
Li Zizai nodded and did not say anything else.
A moment later, it started raining heavily.
At this moment, the four masked men stopped at the entrance of a candle-lit inn.
"There are actually people living here?"
"It should be a wandering cultivator passing by. This trip to the southern country is not just for the One Dao Alliance. There are also people from other factions."
"Why do you care so much? This inn is the cleanest nearby. I'll choose this one."
Wang Quan Ba Ye shook off the raindrops on his robe that were isolated by the spiritual energy. He pushed open the door and walked straight in, followed by Chu Ge and the other two.
"Another four people. Why is it so lively tonight?”
As soon as the four of them entered, they saw a young man sitting by a wooden table and waving a feather fan. He was looking at them with a smile.
Before the four of them could speak, a gentle and pleasant voice sounded,"Young master wearing a pure white mask, there are still seats on my side. If you don't mind, you can sit on our side."
"I dare not refuse the invitation of the Eastern Spirit Clan's Eldest Miss."
Chu Ge, who was wearing the Asura's Thousand Transformations Mask, looked towards the source of the voice. Then, he smiled and walked to the empty seat beside the three women and sat down.
"This…"
Seeing this, the three of them, who had been pleasantly surprised by meeting an acquaintance, instantly cooled down. They walked to the empty seats, took out cold rations, and ate them bit by bit.
Inadvertently, the three people's gazes swept toward Chu Ge, who was eating the warm and fragrant food. Their faces were instantly filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
After seeing the gentle and beautiful Eastern Bamboo picking up vegetables for Chu Ge to eat, it began to chew on the hard dry food, as if it wanted to chew the dry food into pieces as if Chu Ge, who valued sex more than friendship, did.
" What an interesting bunch of people." Ximen Chuisha saw that the four of them ignored him and did not mind.
He could still clearly 'smell' the aura that the other party was exuding, so it was best not to provoke them.
However, there were people in this world who were arrogant and despotic and were not afraid of death.
"Interesting? Ha, a group of masked rats who hide their heads and tails…"
Boom!
Before the dark-faced young man could finish speaking, he was blasted out of the door by a ball of flames. He fell to the ground and fainted.
" Noisy," Chu Ge said calmly. He ate a mouthful of celery and a mouthful of rice before continuing to eat.
West Wind and Chi Huo, who were sitting next to the dark-skinned young man, Shi Tang, froze. They looked at the wooden table and food that had been half-burned by the flames, and their eating movements became stiff.
"Brother Chi Huo, aren't you called Little Fire God? Hurry up and use your flames to defeat him. We are famous heroes in the pugilistic world, but he is not giving us any face!”
Sand in the West Wind carefully glanced at Chu Ge, who was busy eating, and whispered into Chi Huo's ear.
Upon hearing this, Chi Huo looked at him with a contemptuous gaze. Damn it, do you dare to speak louder?
Just as he was about to answer in a lower voice, he saw three other masked men walking up to them with stools.
"Shall we eat together?"
"Good, good. Please help yourself, three heroes!”
Under the spiritual pressure of a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator and two late-stage Core Formation cultivators, the two of them forced a smile and nodded crazily.
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