Chapter 259: The bird will die, and its song will be sad

"The horse, at the moment it smelled the deity's breath, was frightened by the demon's aura on the deity's body. But now, Chen Xinglie casually said, this horse is no longer afraid of the deity. Could it be, in In the heart of this horse, Chen Xinglie is more terrifying than the deity?"
"That's not right, the deity is a land god, Chen Xinglie is under twenty years old, and he must be far away from land gods. A martial arts cultivation base is far inferior to the demon I have been waiting to practice for many years!"
"But why is the war horse so afraid of him?"
Gu Huo Meimei frowned.
This matter...
Qian Yuzao is by no means that simple.
Gu Hu Meimei suddenly felt a little nervous, and the confidence in her heart suddenly became a little insufficient.
Chen Xinglie walked a few steps and saw that Gu Huo Meimei hadn't kept up, so he stopped and looked back, and asked, "What are you afraid of?"
Gu Huo Meimei pretended that nothing happened, and responded with a grinning grin.
Chen Xinglie continued to move forward without turning his head back and said, "Don't be afraid, this seat is neither a scourge, nor a man-eating monster.
Gu Huo Meimei's eyes sank.
Could it be that Chen Xinglie has seen through the origin of the deity.
Cannibal monster!
This seems to mean something else.
But the deity and Chen Xinglie never knew each other, how did he know who the deity was?
Gu Hu Meimei turned around to follow, but she felt a little more anxious.
In this world of martial arts in the lower realm, there are not many people and things that can make the land gods anxious.
That night, a sword light in the capital rose up into the sky, into the depths of the nine heavens, and slashed into the dragon gate of the starry sky. The picture of the sword killing the dragon is still fresh in the memory of Meimei, but now I think about it, and I am still a little frightened.
impossible!
Gu Huo Meimei shook her head secretly and thought: "This Chen Xinglie is the son of a scholar of the Chen dynasty, who is under twenty years old. Even if he was reincarnated and rebuilt from a peerless master, he broke his womb as early as in his mother's womb. The mystery, even if his talent is high, in a short period of more than ten years, he will never be able to cultivate to a land immortal, let alone kill a dragon with one sword!"
Geniuses, I have seen more of them.
There are many tribes and clans in the monster tribe. Among them, there are many super-qualified generations. Some young children even show signs of returning to their ancestors. They have awakened the powerful blood of the ancient ancestors. An extraordinary foundation of martial arts.
None of those extraordinary demon geniuses have cultivated into land immortals in more than ten years.
The fastest one, Emperor Ying, took nearly two decades, and only recently did he touch the threshold of the land gods. But Emperor Ying awakened the ancient Yinglong bloodline. How could the tribe of humans be able to Comparable?
Gu Huo Meimei thought so, her mind became calmer, and she didn't rush to start with Chen Xinglie.
There are too many fierce generals in Wenchang Street, and the demon fairy has concerns.
The capital is huge.
Chen Xinglie walked for more than ten miles, boarded Xiaoliang Mountain in the north of the city, stood on the highest point of the mountain, turned around, and saw that Gu Hu Meimei was following Baizhang away, and nodded in satisfaction.
Xiaoliangshan has a nice view.
In this late spring and early summer, many people from the capital come here to climb the heights for fun, among them there are many romantic talents and beautiful girls.
As soon as Chen Xinglie appeared, he became the focus of visitors.
The girls on the mountain have never seen such a handsome little man. They can’t help but look bright and yearning. They want to come over and talk a few words. They are close to each other, but because of the reservations of their daughter’s family, they can’t let go, and because of Zhao Yumeng. The beauty of the country makes the girls feel that the gap is far away, and they can only stay away.
If you really can't hook up this little man, then look at it from a distance.
It’s good to take a look.
As soon as the girls who were traveling in the mountains and playing in the water took a look, they were all driven down the mountain by Duan Wuhuan and led the spies.
Duan Wuhuan didn't know Gu Huu Meimei, but he felt the deep martial arts breath in this person.
Bad comer!
There must be a battle.
Duan Wuhuan didn't worry that Chen Xinglie would not be able to fight this weird person who claimed to be a "Gu Huo".
really.
With a cold killing intent in his eyes, Chen Xinglie looked around and said lightly: "This place is also quiet."
Duan Wuhuan immediately lowered his head.
"Hey!"
Gu Hu Meimei laughed strangely, with a deep sarcasm on her face, and said: "Before in Wenchang Street, the son of Chen was majestic and prestigious, no one can reach, this kind of youthful achievement, this deity is happy to see it. No interruption. Today, all the tourists in the mountains have been driven away. No matter if he is majestic or knelt down to beg for mercy, no outsider will see him. Mr. Chen...what does he want?"
Chen Xinglie's tone was indifferent and said: "Here, Feng Shui is pretty good."
Gu Huo Meimei Jiejie smiled and said, "Jiejie, do you still watch Feng Shui?"
Chen Xinglie did not answer, but sighed indifferently: "If there is a demon immortal that is buried here and suppresses the veins, I don't know if the Feng Shui in this place will be upgraded a little more."
Fairy!
Gu Huo Meimei's expression changed in shock, and said: "You! Why do you know the origin of the deity?"
Chen Xinglie smiled leisurely and said, "Just tell me, what is the matter when Qian Yuzao asked you to come to this seat?"
Thousand Tamamo!
Gu Hu Meimei's eyes trembled, and she asked coldly, "Who are you anyway!"
Chen Xinglie said indifferently: "People are about to die, and their words are good. You are going to die, why bother to ask about the origin of this seat?
"The deity is not a human!" Gu Huo Meimei said, her martial arts aura suddenly became dignified.
The wind billows in the mountains and the wild, whirring.
However, Gu Huu Meimei's momentum is somewhat different from the terrestrial immortals of the human race, with a strong smell. The generation of Gein monsters, their ambitions are not exhausted. They don't just eat blood and swallow living creatures. They prefer to swallow the flesh and soul of the prey when hunting and preying. No matter whether the opponent is a monster or a monster, with the accumulation of time, the body martial arts The breath became extremely bloody, precipitating black and red light.
The world calls this kind of breath a demon.
The demonic energy was soaring, but Chen Xinglie's mood could not be changed at all.
"What if it's not a human?"
With a faint smile at the corner of Chen Xinglie's mouth, he said: "The bird is about to die, and its song is also sad. The truth is the same."
This statement came out.
This demon fairy finally understood that Chen Xinglie had already seen through his details, it was a bird.
Gu Hu Meimei finally felt a little cold all over her body, her hairs were erected, and she cried out strangely: "Jiejie, you know too much! Birds are different from humans. They have hard bones and don't whine when they die!"
Huh.
A cry like a baby crying, resounding everywhere.
Gu Huu Meimei's martial arts aura condensed into shape, manifested as a huge nine-headed bird like a mountain. With its wings spread out, it actually shrouded the half-queen mountains under the bright red blood and black smoke rising wings... …