Broken Night

Chapter Five Hundred and Nine - See the Mountain at Night

It's a pitch-dark world.

Here, any light loses its meaning. Even Xiao Hu stretched out his hands, the kind of darkness in the world that even his own fingers couldn't see.

huh...

With a breeze, Ling Fei's figure appeared behind Xiao Hu.

Xiao Hu walked forward without realizing it.

Ling Fei's cultivation was extremely deep, and he quickly caught Xiao Hu's figure through his divine sense, and immediately followed him forward.

The two men walked for less than a moment when they encountered a big mountain.

The mountain is also pitch black, but it is different.

At first glance, it seems that a piece of night has been torn from the sky and placed here, and it is like a black flame that burns gracefully and peacefully. But even more heart-pounding, there are two faint white vertical pupils on the mountain.

Vertically looking down, looking at the two of them was like looking at ants, as if he didn't pay attention to the two of them at all.

The so-called taller, the more scenery you see.

Ling Fei felt the terrifying aura of the murderous thing in front of him, pale but firmly blocked Xiao Hu in front of him. His hands stretched out, and a pair of oriental sticks appeared between his arms at some point.

Black Mountain just watched his actions quietly, like watching a monkey show, and didn't care at all.

Unexpectedly, just when Ling Fei was about to be unable to withstand the terrifying pressure and was about to take action, Xiao Hu held his shoulders: "Retreat."

Ling Fei took a long breath. Although he was puzzled, he still slowly stepped back and kept a distance where he could save the Son at any time.

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Xiao Hu looked silent at the black mountain in front of him, and suddenly said, "You're going to die."

There was a mocking look in the black Dashan's vertical pupils.

Yes, it's going to die.

But under the palm of the nine eminent monks, the power of sitting, the power of anger, the power of breaking tiles, and the power of fate, how could it not die? Its voice is very quiet, perhaps that is the calm before death when people say: "Leave quickly before this seat changes its mind."

Xiao Hu didn't turn around and left, and dropped another sentence: "I can keep you from dying."

This time, the black mountain did not speak again. He looked at Xiao Hu like he was looking at an idiot.

It is the incarnation of the world's great evil, and it is a bit unfair to say that an existence like Tangtang died at the hands of Xu Yan and Xiao Hu. But if I really want to say it, it actually died in the calculations of Jiayi for thousands of years, and in the last four hands behind, so there is no wrong to say.

So it has already accepted the fact of its own death.

However, such an ant can make himself immortal by uttering nonsense?

Seeing the mockery in those white vertical pupils, Xiao Hu didn't speak.

What he needs is not words, but proof.

Xiao Hu pulled open the front of his shirt with his right hand and bare his upper body, revealing a huge and gloomy palm pattern on his chest. It was like a ghost claw protruding from the depths of Jiuyou, and was branded on his chest. And above that palm, there are dark chains.

Xiao Hu stretched out his right hand, the pattern on his chest was like a living creature, and the chains were moving clatteringly, extending from his chest along his shoulders and along his right arm, which seemed to be the most delicious bait.

The pair of white vertical pupils fluctuated violently.

With its realm, it is natural to see the clues of the tattoos on Xiao Hu's body at a glance.

The fluctuating look in his eyes was thought, hesitation, and struggle.

After a long time, it said with some difficulty: "Being controlled by people is no different from death."

Xiao Hu shook his head: "There is no major event other than death. As long as you live, you can see thousands of scenery and thousands of mountains and rivers."

"Besides, I can promise you that I will give you the greatest freedom and will not force you to control you. Anyway, as long as you promise, you and I will depend on each other for life and death. If I die, you will also die without a doubt."

The chain stretched out from his right hand made a pleasant sound, which was the fragrance of life.

This is the most moving bait in the world, because this bait is called "survival".

And Ling Fei, who was behind Xiao Hu, was so shocked that he couldn't help himself. He naturally knew what Xiao Hu was doing. The Holy Son actually wanted to turn this murderous thing in front of him into his own corpse! ? And still in souls that haven't died yet! ?

He couldn't imagine.

The corpse pattern is to enter the Dao with death, and control the dead soul to become the most loyal corpse soul.

But if there is any remaining spiritual wisdom, it is extremely dangerous.

Who would be willing to be someone else's slave even when they died?

Moreover, the corpse soul has a close relationship with the host. If the corpse soul has sanity, it is possible to give birth to rebellious thoughts. For the cultivators of the corpse pattern, this is equivalent to going crazy. Therefore, almost all corpse trace practitioners will only forcibly control the dead souls.

Ling Fei didn't understand, the existence in front of him was obviously dying.

Wouldn't it be the most perfect and safe way to forcibly harvest its corpse after it dies and harvest its corpse?

Just seeing Xiao Hu's incomparably serious look, Ling Fei hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't speak.

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Xiao Hu saw his hesitation and said, "I don't understand what you are hesitating about. Are you reluctant to give up your body? I promise you, I will use your body completely. Your fur will become my armor. .Your flesh and blood will become my strength. Your bones will become my weapon."

He looked at the pair of white eyes in front of him without fear, but with a serious discussion tone: "I promise not to waste a cent."

The black mountain looked at Xiao Hu, an ant-like figure.

Not to mention that he was at his peak, even at the moment when death is about to happen, as long as he wants to, he can easily kill this ant.

But only at this moment did it take a serious look at this human for the first time.

From the very beginning of the encounter, even when he seized the house and gained the upper hand, this human being would have a shocked expression, but he was never afraid at all.

Even if it wasn't for his deduction to break the connection between him and the body, and the opportunity obtained by using the secret method of the clone, the bald boy would not even have a chance to take away his anger.

And at this moment, hearing Xiao Hu's words that seemed to provoke him, he finally showed a hint of admiration.

Compared with hypocrites like Gayi, it prefers real villains.

It can see that the human being in front of him is a real villain, someone who will do anything to succeed! It likes it.

"Interesting." The pale white eyes slowly closed.

Its existence has long been extremely determined.

Once the decision is made, there will be no hesitation.

The vertical pupil with endless death intent slowly closed, and suddenly it looked like two pale candles were blown out. And the black mountain was also revealed in an instant, and it seemed that the originally rich ink was fainted, revealing its true face.

Almost at the same time, Xiao Hu's outstretched right hand, the dark chain moved automatically without wind, as if it was tied to something. Ling Fei behind him showed a nervous look, this was the most important critical time. If at this moment, the wise soul struggles lightly, the Holy Son will be severely injured immediately.