Demon King's Repayment - chapter 278

Qingyuan frowned, “Not good!”

He reacted for the first time, pushed several apprentices behind him with one hand, and turned around with one hand to cast the protection circle.

His eyes were fascinated by a cloud of blood, and his skin felt a long-lost pain.

Qingyuan was overturned by a huge force. When he grabbed his injured arm and climbed up, the rain of blood dissipated, leaving a truncated fish tail on the ground.

Above the river, the vortex was not flat and the blood was stained with blue waves. The demon broke the fish tail that was locked by the weapon, and broke out a powerful killer move with the blood sacrifice, escaped from the restriction, jumped into the water and escaped.

It was just that he broke his tail and was seriously injured. He wouldn’t live long. Even if he died, he wasn’t unwilling to be an apostle.

Qingyuan, who was obsessed with captive apostles, was shaken by his behavior for the first time.

At that moment, the girl with many apostles at the age of sixteen or seventeen descended from the sky with a group of demons.

“Where is Dan Luo?” Yuan Xiang asked, frowning.

She saw the blood on the ground and the truncated fish tail.

Yuan Xiang didn’t know how to deal with Dan Luo who was unkind to humans. Therefore, she simply did not interfere with the pursuit of the Taoist. At that moment, watching the bloody scene in front of her, she frowned.

The bright fishing line stretched to the dock, where it stopped for a moment, then turned to the surface of the river and extended quickly, and the shiny slender fishing line was buried in the bottom of the river.

“That demon is too fierce, and after self-harm, he ran away. Even my master was accidentally tricked,” Xu Ji inserted from the side.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Xiang holding up a dark blue bead. The blue bead twirled in her palm, emitting a light blue luster covering Yuan Xiang’s body.

Without saying a word, Yuan Xiang ran wildly, and under the protection of blue light, she plunged into the stormy river without any hesitation.

…

An invisible reed river with no one in the wild, and a dilapidated flat boat across.

The reed flowers were like snow.

Dan Luo, who was seriously injured, fell on the head of the boat, and the half-cut fish tail was dragged into the boat and soaked on the water.

He closed his eyes, his whole body was completely bloodless, and he didn’t move, as if he had been dead for a long time.

A bright fishing line emerged from the bottom of the water, found his body precisely, and shook around his shoulder.

Dan Luo barely opened his eyes and saw the person who came ashore following the fishing line.

“Dan Luo,” he heard the person calling his name.

“Dan Luo? Brother Dan Luo?”

Danluo heard someone calling his name in a daze,

Was it that weird human? Not only was he not afraid of him, but he dared to invite him to drink, which was very interesting.

What was his name? He seemed to be called Su Bai.

Dan Luo opened his eyes and saw the cheerful old man standing on the bow of the boat with two jugs of wine in his hand, “Ah Luo, what do you think I brought?”

Was Su Bai already so old? Oh, yes, he was already old.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but Dan Luo felt particularly tired at this moment. His mind was so dizzy that he couldn’t think much, and he didn’t want to think about it.

Su Bai stepped into the cabin of the wooden boat, sat down beside him, set out the wine cup, and opened the side dishes wrapped in oil paper. The scene in front of him seemed to be covered with a sheet of translucent paper, dimly invisible, but the old man had done this kind of action countless times, which made Dan Luo feel familiar and at ease.

He remembered the first time he saw Su Bai.

At that time, he was wandering in the gloomy bottom, the bottom of Yuanshui was quiet and stable.

Danluo had lived in that river since he was born. He had no idea how many years he had lived there. He had almost merged with the river. That time was so long, carefree, a little lonely and boring.

He raised his head and saw a shadow floating on the surface of the water refracted by light and shadow. There should be living creatures named humans sitting there, rowing tools called boats they made.

There was a melodious flute sound from the boat. Dan Luo liked all music. He wagged his tail and approached the water, listening to the clear music.

A thin fishing line hung from the edge of the wooden boat, and a hook was on the end of the line.

Dan Luo circled the little hook with a little bit of food. 

Ridiculous human being, who do you want to catch with such a simple trap?

After playing the flute, the man on the boat smiled stupidly to himself, and talked to the moon, “Although I got a good wine, it is a pity to drink alone and have no one.” A hand holding a wine cup stretched out from the side of the boat, “God of river, God of river, toast you a glass.”

The amber liquid fell into the water, sending a unique fragrance.

Dan Luo thought for a while that the river was his spirit body, so that glass of wine should be for him. He opened his mouth and swallowed the wine. It was strong and topping, and the taste seemed good.