He Has a Dragon

The bearded man surnamed Lu nodded nonchalantly and replied: "Of course, brother, the reason why you invited me here is because you don't have the ability to take out the holy blood of the demon clan."

"If Lu is unable to extract the holy blood of the demon race by then, he can only blame himself for his lack of ability. He will definitely not cause trouble for you, brother."

At this time, the man surnamed Qian showed a satisfied smile, and at the same time thought to himself: "If I am strong enough and can obtain the holy blood of the demon clan by myself, then I won't have anything to do with you, Lu Fangyou."

At the same time, the bearded man named Lu Fangyou also sneered in his heart: "It's best not to play any tricks with me, Mr. Lu, otherwise, you and Qian Yunsan will be left with nothing to eat!"

At this moment, the two old fritters, who had their own plans in mind, burst into meaningful laughter in unison.

When Wang Le, who was following the two of them invisibly, saw this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly, and said in his heart: "Now that the Holy Blood of the Demon Clan has not even seen a shadow, these two old foxes have begun to scheming. Don't blame me then. I took advantage of it inside."

Just when Wang Le was feeling contemptuous and disdainful, the man with the Chinese name Qian at the front stopped talking, turned around and continued to walk slowly towards the dead wood forest not far ahead, while constantly pinching his hands to make mysterious decisions.

The bearded man surnamed Lu followed behind him without squinting. Wang Le, who was invisible, put away his thoughts and quietly walked forward step by step along the route of the two people in front.

Just like that, he walked step by step into the sea of ​​dead trees, and the rotten smell rushed towards Wang Le in an instant, suffocating him.

Unable to help himself, Wang Le, who was invisible, felt a cold air rising from his tailbone, and goosebumps appeared on his skin under his clothes.

When Wang Le, who was invisible, followed Qian and Lu hard and entered the forest of dead trees for about five or six minutes, he suddenly saw a dark turtle shell stuck in a peeling dead tree in front of him.

The invisible Wang Le's eyes flashed. This turtle shell was engraved with simple hieroglyphics. It was one of the turtle shells that the man with the surname Qian and the Chinese character face had thrown on the ground. Unexpectedly, it was now stuck in a dead tree.

Just when Wang Le couldn't figure out why the turtle shell ended up on the tree, Lu Fangyou, who was walking in front and noticed the same situation, asked: "Brother Qian, I remember you threw this turtle shell on the tree." It’s already on the ground, why does it appear on this dead tree now?”

Qian Yunsan, who was cautiously walking at the front to lead the way, responded with a smile without looking back: "As I said just now, this turtle shell is the best medium for divination and guidance.

The ancestor of our clan used this set of turtle shell instruments to find the hiding place of the demon clan's holy blood. "

"As for how this turtle shell appeared on the dead tree, I don't know as well as Brother Lu. I only know that following the guidance of the turtle shell, we will be able to successfully reach the place where the holy blood of the demon race is hidden."

Wang Le, who was invisible and following not far behind the two of them, couldn't help but rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "You've been talking for a long time, but it's as if you didn't say anything."

This feeling of having nothing under his control made Wang Le very unhappy, but he could only endure it.

Lu Fangyou, the strongest among the three, also felt uncomfortable facing this situation where he was passive and out of his control.

In this uncomfortable situation, Lu Fangyou and the invisible Wang Le could only endure and continue to move forward behind Qian Yunsan, heading deeper into the dead wood forest that was full of decay and death. Go.

Qian Yunsan muttered words, his fingers kept changing, and from time to time, a little bright white spark would pop up, drifting away from the air, and disappearing deep into the forest in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Qian Yunsan would lead Lu Fangyou towards the direction where the bright white sparks disappeared, and soon he would encounter the pieces of turtle shells that were thrown on the ground before, and now they were all inserted into the dead trees one by one. There has never been an exception in my body.

Lu Fangyou, who was a strong man in the late stage of the earth level, had a thoughtful look in his eyes, and suddenly said to Qian Yunsan who was walking in front: "This set of tortoise-shell magical tools used to guide the direction is really amazing. Lu believes in it." Not only does it serve as a guide in the ruins space at the bottom of the lake, but even at other times, if you fall into some killing formations, you can still use this tortoise-shell magic weapon to find the door of life, and then escape safely without any damage."

Having said this, Lu Fangyou asked: "If Lu wants to get this set of turtle-shell magic weapons from you, brother, what kind of conditions are needed?"

"Uh!" Qian Yunsan's expression changed as he was walking in front, and he returned to his natural state in an instant. He stopped and turned to look at Lu Fangyou behind him. Then he smiled and shook his head and responded: "This set of tortoise-shell magic weapons has been passed down from generation to generation in our clan. The treasure, as I have said before, is a priceless treasure, so Brother Lu, please don’t embarrass me."

I saw a look of disappointment on Lu Fangyou's face, and he sighed and said: "It's a pity. If Brother Qian intends to transfer this set of turtle shell instruments in the future, be sure to inform Lu. No matter how big the payment is, I will do it for the price!"

Qian Yunsan laughed twice and replied: "The good news should not go to outsiders. If Qian really has the chance to transfer this set of turtle shell instruments, he will definitely consider Brother Lu first."

After saying that, Qian Yunsan stopped buying and turned back to continue walking forward.

At this time, Wang Le, who was following behind, curled his lips and said to himself: "This guy surnamed Lu is really too domineering. It seems that if the guy surnamed Qian doesn't hand over this set of turtle shell instruments afterwards, even if he can leave the ruins space at the bottom of the lake today, , there will be troubles one after another in the future.”

Wang Le could think with his knees that this man named Lu would definitely use rogue methods to get this set of tortoise shell instruments by force.

However, Wang Le felt a little disdainful of Lu Fangyou's impatience.

Because in Wang Le's view, even if he covets the set of turtle shell magic weapons in Qian Yunsan's hands, he should wait until he has collected the holy blood of the demon clan in his bag.

Instead of exposing his inner intentions now, this would only make Qian Yunsan wary of it.

The only explanation is that Lu Fangyou, a late-stage earth-level warrior, was too confident in his own strength and believed from the bottom of his heart that Qian Yunsan could not escape his grasp.

This made the invisible Wang Le think silently in his heart: "There is no shortage of things in this world where the boat capsizes in the gutter and the end of the year is not guaranteed. Being overconfident is not a good thing."

Of course, this was just a thought in Wang Le's mind. He wished that Qian and Lu would have a conflict in the ruins space at the bottom of the lake, so that he could take advantage of it. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to grab something from the hands of two earth-level experts.