Red Heart Survey

The secret method of the twelve gods of the Bone Road is infinitely wonderful, and it is said that it is the method of protecting the way of the Bone God.

The person with the twelve faces of the Bone Path who can teach this method is also the middle and high level of the Bone Path, and his status is second only to the envoys and elders.

But as of now, there are only four of them left.

Shumian and Dogmian died at the garrison of Fenglin City Guards as early as in the Battle of Fenglin City.

Beef noodles, horse noodles, sheep noodles, and chicken noodles were all destroyed in a single battle in the City of Unredeemed.

Humian was killed by Li Jianqiu who broke through the gate of heaven and earth in the mountain area under the jurisdiction of the Shuangjiao Club in Moguo with Dao sword skills.

Even Pig Noodle, the most feared and craziest among the Twelve Faces, died unexpectedly in a small town below Jiacheng, Rizhao County, Yangguo.

Eight of the twelve faces have gone.

Now only rabbit noodles, monkey noodles, dragon noodles, and herself survive.

She felt more and more that the higher-ups didn't care about their lives.

Even if they have advanced cultivation bases and extraordinary combat power, in the eyes of the higher-ups, or they are just slightly stronger pawns--it doesn't matter. The problem is that there are not many "chess pieces", but the situation is getting more and more dangerous, and it will soon be her turn.

No, now she is in danger.

She was not afraid of death, but after escaping from Fenglin City, her fear of death increased day by day.

She doesn't want to die.

She survived, not by herself, not by herself alone.

So she especially refused to die.

Now she is walking in the territory of Yangguo, covering herself with a long cloak.

Both hands are hanging by the sides, a blue "thread" is wrapped around the slender index finger of the right hand, and a small bell hangs at the end of the blue thread.

Shaking all the way, no sound.

The reason why I want to focus on describing this "green thread" is because it is not an ordinary thread, but a blue tendon, which is a tendon extracted from the monk's body and treated with a secret method.

The original owner of this tendon was a monk from Zhuanguo Guodao Academy. With a cavity of blood, dare to pursue.

The snake face used his tendons to hang the bell, of course to show cruelty.

And perhaps what she didn't realize was that it was actually because of her own fear that she wanted to intimidate those who chased her.

She was relieved to be transferred to the Eastern Region. She had had enough of Zhuang Guo's pursuit in the name of national enmity.

But after learning about the death of Pig Noodles, she couldn't feel at ease again.

This may be seen from her overly vigilant eyes.

However, walking on the road, she is not conspicuous at all.

In today's Yang Kingdom. Panic and vigilance are really common emotions.

Everyone who had to walk on the road tried their best to wrap themselves tightly.

The snake face had even seen that there were many corpses lying on the side of the road. No one cares, self-generated maggots.

When there is no one to collect the corpses, it is a manifestation of the collapse of a country.

There is no such thing as sympathy in the snake face.

So she walked on the road with easy steps.

This temporary order can be completed and left soon. She will not think about revenge for someone like Pig Noodles.

The enemy had already died in Fenglin City.

Where are the enemies?

She shook her index finger lightly, and the blue thread hung a bell, shaking silently.

Of course, it is not a simple thing to hang a bell with human tendons.

There are twelve white bone noodles in the bone road, and the mouse bone noodles are the first.

Shumian is dead, but his things are still there.

As the head of the Twelve Bone Faces, the reason why he was able to fight to the death in Fenglin City was due to Fang Dazi's fearlessness of death and the excellent cooperation of Zhao Lang and Wei Yan. Another big reason is that his natal magic weapon refined by the god of the rat bone has been stored in the headquarters of the Bone Path because it is too dangerous. So that his combat power is not complete.

Even an organization like Baigudao thinks it's dangerous...

In the hands of the Snakeface.

It was this small bell that couldn't make a sound, named Wenling.

It also has a name called "The Source of Disaster".

It was it that created the black misfortune that is raging Yang Kingdom today.

It is the Holy Master who makes the decision, the Bone Messenger who makes the plan, and the Pig Bone Mask implements it, and now the Snake Bone Mask takes over.

To be precise, the real Wenling is a pair, a son-mother bell.

The mother bell creates black misfortune, and the child bell absorbs the evil spirit.

Wenling's mother bell has completed its mission, and the one in the hands of the Snake-Bone Face is the child bell.

The bones of the dead are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles. The death and resentment that was born after that, and the inflated misfortune are what the god You Ming wants to get.

"The dragon face is only loyal to the Holy Master. The monkey face is cunning and treacherous, and has connections with everyone. The rabbit is dead-hearted when facing the messenger. Elder Lu has unpredictable thoughts, the saint... what does the saint think?"

The snake-faced person thought lightly.

She didn't think about these messy things before, but now she has to think, and she has to think more.

The current Road of Bones is no longer the Road of Bones of the past.

Never again.

...

Jiang Wang missed the blessed land challenge on June 15th.

He fell asleep, and slept deeply. The loss of merit has been prepared for a long time, so there is nothing to regret. The only regret is that I lost a chance to fight against the strong.

Theoretically, at his current state, being sleepless and restless is not a big problem. But first, it took ten days and ten nights to save Qingyang Town, and then entered the city with a single sword, beheading Mo Munan, the lord of Jiacheng, and a group of extraordinary guards.

Both body and mind have reached a certain limit, and they have to rely on sleep to recuperate.

Dugu Xiao moved a stool and sat outside the door, and no one persuaded him to leave.

I don't know what she can do if there is a real danger since she has only started practicing martial arts for a short time.

When Jiang Wang woke up and went out, it was hard to say that he was not relieved.

But he just asked, "How are things going in town?"

"It has been initially controlled." After finishing the short novel, he said happily, "Master, are you awake?"

"Yeah." Jiang Wang reached out and patted her immature shoulder: "Go and rest, I'll take care of the rest."

The little eyes lit up immediately, this was the first time Jiang Wang had acted so intimately towards her.

"Master, did you kill City Lord Mo?" Her voice became lighter, and she said, "They all said it was very satisfying!"

Jiang Wang was not proud of this, but just wanted to sigh.

He walked past Dugu Xiao: "Even if you kill him, the dead will not survive."

"Master has saved many people."

Jiang Wang shook his head and didn't say anything more.

In fact, Xiaoxiao doesn't care about Wuhuo, any heroes, or even the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Jiacheng City.

She tried her best, but she just wanted to prove her worth so that she would not be abandoned again. She has neither the energy nor the desire to care about anything else.

Such her.

The invisible but real "disease" in her body.

So why not another kind of "black disaster"?

How should she "heal"?

"Accompany me to the town." Jiang Wang said.

"Good master!" Behind him, Xiao Xiao jumped up happily.