Tiangong Creation Beast

Chapter 616: Not getting up early for no profit

"Brother Tu~" Lian'er's pitiful face showed a look of disobedience that was not annoying. She controlled it very well, "My brother died so miserably. If I can't avenge him, I will feel uneasy."

Ah! Moreover, what kind of skills can the outsider monks who have come to this continent have? Those who are capable will not go to such a remote place. If they want to run, they will go to the territory of the Blood Emperor."

Lian'er was very skillful in speaking. She first used Mo Tu's feelings for her to arouse Mo Tu's pity, and then used her sincerity towards the black robe to make it difficult for Mo Tu to blame her, a woman who had lost her brother.

This continent is too remote and desolate to have powerful monks. After dispelling Demon Tu's worries about provoking people he can't afford to offend, he finally praised the Dark Night Blood Palace where the Blood Emperor resides without leaving any trace.

As expected, Demon Tu's face flashed with pride because of Lian'er's words. Although he himself was not powerful, who knew that his brother was a demon and a confidant of Blood Emperor Yezuka?

Having such an identity, coupled with his brother's loyalty to the Dark Night Blood Palace, also indirectly affected this person.

It is much more useful to praise the power of Dark Night Blood Palace than to praise Blood Emperor Night Tomb.

Although Demon Tu acts arrogantly and unscrupulously, he still knows who he relies on for everything he has today.

When he heard what Lian'er said, he thought to himself that what Lian'er said made sense. How could a truly capable person in the world fall in love with such an alien weapon spirit?

The weapon spirit that is most suitable for your own natal weapon is naturally born from the weapon. The weapon spirit made by this kind of foreign spirit body will not match it no matter how you match it for a while, and even limits the development of your natal weapon.

Demon Tu would not have the idea of ​​​​external weapon spirits like this. Although he is not qualified to use a large amount of Xuanjing Black Key, a heavenly spirit and earth treasure that is most suitable for cultivating weapon spirits, his brother Mo Sha, who is the next level, can still give him

He got it here.

At this time, Mo Sha was already a little moved, but Mo Sha warned him in his ears that he must find out the identity of a person before provoking him, so he was still able to restrain himself.

But just when Mo Tu was trying his best to suppress the emotion aroused by Lian Er, the man with the yellow fan didn't know if he noticed his emotion, and at this time, he kept encouraging him.

The encouragement of the man with the yellow fan was more direct than Lian'er's, and he was even less euphemistic. He was full of outright flattery: "Master Demon Slaughter, you are so powerful, how can a monk who is just living on this continent be yours?"

Opponent, I'm afraid that as soon as you announce your name, these people will be scared to death and will not dare to do anything."

What the man with the yellow fan said was very direct, with a strong sense of flattery and flattery. Some people may not like the way the man with the yellow fan spoke, but Mo Tu was very happy with the flattery of the man with the yellow fan.

He even had a satisfied and proud smile on his face.

In fact, for a person like him who doesn't have much ability but relies on his identity and status as an elder brother to be respected and praised in his heart, praising him for his greatness is really comforting.

"You kid can talk." Mo Tu was in a good mood, with a proud smile on his face. He took off a shining blue ring on the middle finger of his left hand and threw it to the man with the yellow fan, "This is for you."

The man with the yellow fan looked surprised. He didn't expect that he just wanted to avenge Hongsha, so he encouraged Mo Tu to act as soon as possible. In the end, he just praised Mo Tu a few words and got a defense that he might not have been able to get in ten or twenty years.

magic weapon.

"Lord Mo Tu is very generous." The man with the yellow fan was not stupid. He quickly understood that the reason why Mo Tu gave him a defensive magic weapon was because he praised Mo Tu to please him. At this time, he spared no effort to support Mo Tu.

If at the beginning, the yellow fan men only regarded Demon Tu, who had occupied the best position in the cave they excavated, as a tool to avenge the beloved woman, by this time, in the eyes of the yellow fan men, the meaning of Demon Tu had already been

It’s different.

He has changed from a disposable tool man who can avenge Hongsha to a recyclable tool man who can continuously provide himself with magic weapons that take time and opportunity to obtain.

The man with the yellow fan didn't mind supporting Demon Tu for more resources, even though not long ago he was jealous of this man's good luck in having a good brother and said harsh words behind his back.

At this time, the man with the yellow fan completely ignored his good brother Lan Bai.

In the hearts of most people in the world, affection is far less important than the benefits they can get. The man with the yellow fan is one of them.

If it weren't for the desire to please Lian'er, who was deeply loved by Demon Tu, the man with the yellow fan wouldn't even want to persuade Demon Tu to enter the Hydrogen Continent.

Although the risk is very small, this God of Wealth still needs to hold up and respect the Demon Slaughter, which can bring him a steady stream of benefits. It is better not to take a little risk or suffer a little loss.

But he couldn't, because he knew that in Mo Tu's heart he was far inferior to the Israeli servant Lian'er.

However, the man with the yellow fan didn't care about this. He wanted to please Mo Tu, and together with Lian'er, he encouraged Mo Tu not to hesitate in order to please Lian'er, the woman who had Mo Tu in the palm of her hand.

A younger brother and a beautiful woman jointly praised each other, so that Demon Tu, who had little ability but had a high self-esteem, could not find the southeast and northwest at all. He also reminded him of his brother's need to find out the identity and background of the other party before deciding whether to provoke him or not.

Completely forgotten.

"Okay, let's set off now and come to this place to avenge Brother Lian'er." Demon Butcher looked a little dodgey when he said this.

Although this continent is desolate and remote, no matter how desolate and barren the place is, there will still be unique beauties produced.

Looking at the appearance of Bing Ye, the native of this continent, Mo Tu already knew that there were definitely dazzling beauties among the natives of this continent.

In deciding to leave immediately, apart from being persuaded by Lian'er and the man with the yellow fan, it was not because of the demon slaying's curiosity.

Mo Tu had already made up his mind. Bing Ye's clothes were wet with the cold sweat from the pain. He looked weak as he curled up to endure the pain, but the afterglow of his light-colored eyes never left the top of the hot spring.

The rising fog.

The misty white mist does not pose any danger, but it occupies every position in this courtyard. It has a somewhat dreamy color and everyone who knows that this is the unique scenery of this courtyard does not take it to heart at all.

Lan Bai kept watching with cold eyes, until he was sure that Mo Tu had really made up his mind, he said in a gentle and warm voice: "Lord Mo Tu, although it is unlikely that monks with strong backgrounds will appear in this remote and barren place, I am not afraid.

Ten thousand means just in case, why don’t we try it again?”

(End of chapter)