Vol 9 Chapter 43: Sword slave

"Four people ..." The woman's voice was a little curious: "Are you a wastelander?"
Devilland wastelanders are adventure teams who actively enter Devilland. Such people are generally people who have strong self-confidence and strength, dare to gamble with the sky, and believe that they will definitely find the Hachiman who left the devilland. They are willing to spend years or even dozens. Years to plunder wealth.
With such a concept, Lu Buqi still knew it, and nodded at the moment: "Yes, we are the Longmen's Demon Wasteland Reclamation Team. I am the captain Lu does not give up, dare to ask, who is your lord? It seems to be familiar with this purple demon ? "
"You just call me a sword slave!" The woman responded: "You call this magic realm a purple light magic realm? This is very appropriate, but everyone here is willing to call it a desperate realm!"
"Desperate Demon Realm?" Lu Buqi stunned: "Is it because I can't find the exit."
Dao Nu responded: "Standing into the realm, death and loss are the most normal. I have lived here for almost two decades, but I still haven't been able to find an exit. What hope do you have?"
"You've been here for twenty years?" Long Buli was surprised. Even for Fei Yunyu who can live for thousands of years, 20 years is not a short time, let alone a person?
"Don't be too surprised, there are people here who have stayed longer than me, and ... you will be like us after all ..." Dao Nu came with a bit of compassion in his eyes: "I really hope your career The performance makes it easy for you to accept this reality. "
Blade's eyes were looking at the knife under Knife's feet, and his lips were raised: "We can find an exit!"
"Yeah, like what is a frozen land, a volcanic land, don't we all go in and out again?" Jie Qianchou did not forget the words: "This purple light demon will not make any difference."
"Your self-confidence is admirable!" Knife slipped away. "I hope this confidence will not fade too fast!"
Lu did not abandon his heart slightly: "Sword slave, listen to what you mean, there are still many lost people in this magic realm?"
"Yes, but more of them are dead!" Dao Nu answered, "there is half-dead, a devil who is a tiger!"
"Half-dead, a devil who is a scumbag for a tiger?" Lu Bufei frowned. "What's the situation?"
Dao Nu shook his head: "I don't like to explain such things. If you are interested, I can take you to Desperate Village and you will understand everything by then."
Speaking, Dao Nu turned: "Of course, if you are not interested, feel free to do so. Just to remind you how far you can hide if you see a mountain that emits purple light deeper than usual, otherwise the next time you meet It ’s possible that Knives's knife is welcome. "
Then the sword slave flew back in the direction of the knife, but the speed was much slower, apparently giving Lu Bu abandon them enough time for thinking.
Looking at the three of them, Lu Buqi decided: "Let's go, a group of desperate people should not want to kill money."
The three nodded together, and Xie Qianchou said, "Then I will place the shadowworm box along the way, so if there is any change, I will not lose my direction!"
Lu Buqi replied: "Okay, keep up, I'll talk to this sword slave!"
After speaking, Lu Buqi turned into a thunderbolt and shot at the sword slave, and after a while he had already gone hand in hand with her.
"Your flying skills are very good!" Dao Nu looked at Lu Buqi, with a bit of shock in his eyes.
Lu never gave up chuckling: "Sloppy, your sword skills are also very good!"
"It's almost no time to chop firewood." Dao Nu smiled arrogantly: "What do you want to know?"
This is a very direct woman. Lu did not give up a smile, and opened the door to see the road: "You have lived in this magic realm for such a long time, how many times have you received people like today?"
"Not much, more than ten times!" Dao Nu responded, "Despair is too big, and the waters are vast, and people who have not cultivated enough and have no luck can't come here ..."
Lu did not abandon his sword and raised his eyebrows lightly: "How many people are there in the desperate village now?"
"Are you afraid it's a thief's nest, and I'll lead you in and wrap your dumplings?" Dao Nu's eyes looked slightly disdainful.
Lu Buqi smiled indifferently: "If you are so worried, we won't come with you, and I won't ask you."
Dao Nu was slightly wrong: "You look very young, but it's quite sophisticated to speak ... even if I read the wrong person, I will answer the questions of you with patience. Now Despair Village includes me There are thirteen people alive. The village chief is named Fang Wai. He is a little old man and the oldest in this qualification. A guy who is content with himself ... As for the other people, you will meet when you see it. "
Lu gradually gave up his mind: "I'm curious, you seem to be clear about the direction here. How do you distinguish the direction?"
"When you have lived in this kind of place for twenty years, you can tell the direction by instinct." Dao Nu responded, "But at the beginning, we came back to the village by Lu Lao's soul-catcher. Location! "
"Spirit-inducing incense ... finding a place by stimulating the sense of smell is also a very practical method." Lu Buqi said rudely.
"Speaking of which, I have to be regarded as the life-saving life of the soul-inducing incense!" Dao Nu said, "In order to guide more people who are lost in this desperate realm to find the village of despair, he even worked very hard to attract the soul-inducing incense. Scent is transformed into the smell of roast chicken ... "
"This deer is always a wonderful man ..." Lu Buqi chuckled: "Looking back at the village, Lu will be the junior and treat him with respect."
Dao Nu sighed quietly: "Unfortunately, six years ago, his old man was dead ..."
"Sorry!" Lu never gave up, and suddenly became more and more desperate.
Dao Nu shook his head: "It's okay. Regardless of the regrets that have to be forgotten, he was quite satisfied when he walked, saying that his burning chicken incense made many lost people find their way to home."
After a pause, the sword slave seemed to want to get rid of the sentimental, and smiled: "Speaking of it, I haven't eaten roast chicken for many years."
This purple light magic realm, even if there is a chicken, is also a magic chicken. It is estimated that no one wants to eat that stuff.
Lu did not give up a small smile, but in his hand, he took out a ball of oil paper wrapped in a magical way: "Then you can heat it up and see if it is the flavor you like."
"Boiled chicken?" Dao Nu suddenly took it from Lu Buqi.
"Yes, roast chicken!" Lu Buqiang added a few extra oily paper bags in his hands. "If you don't like roast chicken and would like roast duck or smoked ham, I have them all."
Dao Nu blinked his eyes: "Are you planning to come to the Devil to sell food?"
Generally speaking, the monks have rarely brought food on their bodies. For those who have taken elixir, food is only an occasional enjoyment. As for Yuan Xiu, it is even less. Some old monster-level characters have simply forgotten the function that creatures were born with, and they are completely drugged.
But Lu does not give up. He is not used to days without food. If things are too busy and the situation is too urgent, he can only take medicine without eating other foods, but when it is relatively easy, he still chooses to eat something, which makes him feel more alive.
Of course, Lu Buqi would bring such roast chicken and roast duck with him. In fact, it was prepared for the dragon not to leave this pout. She and the dragon did not regret the two sisters, but they pouted each other and roasted chicken When snacking, the situation is not uncommon.
I went out of Longmen this time and knew that it would take a lot of time to enter the realm. On the way to Guyunyin City, Long Buli also pulled and landed without giving up to a town and reserved some food.
Lu Buqi joked: "If I do come to sell, how much do you think this roast chicken is worth?"
"Invaluable treasure!" Dao Nu held the roast chicken and sniffed, his face intoxicated: "It's this fragrance ... I can't help but want to eat it."
Lu Buqi shrugged: "Eat then!"
"I'll eat it later ..." Dao Nu's gaze was a little bit reluctant, but her strong willpower made her put it away.
Lu Buqi a bit wrong: "Don't you worry that I'm adding medicine to the roast chicken?"