Honghuang: The Start Of The Game Starts With The Sign-In At The Nuwa Bedroom

Chapter 275

When he thought of this, Chen Xuan felt a little grateful—he could finally change his opponent.

In the past, when I think of meeting Luo Hu, his head feels a little bit pain-Howoldareyou?

Why is it always you, you bastard!

Can I even meet other opponents?

Fortunately, fortunately, it is finally not Luo Hu this time.

Di Jun said self-consciously: “By the time I discovered something was wrong, it was already too late. Not only I couldn’t use the Hetu Luoshu, but even the Magic power couldn’t use it. Until the past few days, I even fainted often. ”

“And I heard the fellow daoist say that when I fainted, my physical body was able to move on its own, but at that time I was like a different person.”

“And the frequency of seizures is getting higher and higher. By the way, it is about to happen now.”

When the words fell, Di Jun suddenly closed his eyes and fell backward, lying on the stone bed in front of the three of them.

Damn it, no, just come, you are a little too punctual, right?

Before Chen Xuan was surprised, he saw that Dijun suddenly jumped up from the stone bed-his posture was extremely strange, his legs were not bent at all, just like a zombie, he jumped up straight.

Immediately afterwards, Di Jun opened his eyes. At this time, there was no pupil in his eyes, only the blood red that represented endless violence.

“Roar!”

Di Jun let out an unexplained roar, then straightened his arms and grabbed him, the nearest Fuxi.

This Fuxi is also worthy of being a character who has traveled in the wilderness for a long time. Although it was a sudden change, he took out something from his arms without hurriedly and blocked it between himself and Emperor Jun.

As soon as the white light flashed, Di Jun had disappeared. Daoist saw Fuxi holding a picture scroll in his hand. When he took a closer look, he saw Di Jun in the picture scroll, roaring non-stop.

Presumably this is also an incredible treasure, Daoist thought, his admiration for Chen Xuan grew even stronger.

What Fuxi took out was the map of the mountains and rivers that Chen Xuan gave him. He turned the map into a valley and shut Di Jun in.

Fuxi and Chen Xuan watched the continuous destruction in the valley in the painting, rushing from left to right, trying to rush out of the valley.

“Looking at him like this, he’s very sick.” Fuxi squeezed his chin and observed for a while and said, “At least it is a cerebral thrombosis for more than ten years.”

“Not necessarily, maybe it’s more than 20 years.” Chen Xuan watched for a while and followed, but when he saw the surprised eyes of the mosquito Daoist, he reacted, “Cough cough, don’t talk nonsense. Di Jun he It should be people who control the mind to become like this.”

“Good fellow, he is already the Demon King, and he still has Magic Treasures of the level of Hetu Luoshu in his hand. Who can control his mind? Wait…” Fuxi said halfway, keeping his eyes on, and said Not going anymore, “I also thought about it. There is indeed someone who can do this.”

The two of them were playing a dumb riddle here, and the mosquito Daoist on the side was so anxious that they wanted to ask who it was, but in the end they didn’t open the mouth.

Di Jun had been making trouble for a full three or four hours in the picture of the mountains and rivers, and it seemed that he had exhausted all his energy, and he sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Seeing the dignified demon emperor being tortured like this, Chen Xuan’s eyes already had a dazzling cold light.Fuxi got the exhausted Di Jun out and let him lie on the stone bed.

Di Jun was really tired too, and after breathing for a long time, he finally regained a little energy.

“Dijun Dage, do you know what happened just now?”

“I don’t know, I…I only know that my eyes are dark, and when I wake up, it will already be like this. And the whisper in the soul seems to be louder.”

Chen Xuan knew that this matter could not be dragged on any longer, otherwise Di Jun would sooner or later become a violent, irrational lunatic.

He asked Fuxi to look after Emperor Jun here: There are mountains and rivers and the Jitu, few people in this predicament can hurt him, and he once again returned to the monster tribe when he first arrived.

Chen Xuan has a feeling that he can find what he wants here.

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Back in the Yaozu tribe, when the sky was getting brighter, there was still silence in the tribe. Only the thunderous snoring could let people know that there were still people living here.

Chen Xuan also stayed in the ordinary demonic tribes, knowing that these tribes all get up to work before dawn, and are busy running around in order to survive.

And the monster here hasn’t gotten up yet, which shows that this is extremely abnormal in itself.

However, Chen Xuan also knew that they shouldn’t be blamed for this, as long as he found the man behind the scenes, can all this be changed.

After thinking about it, Chen Xuan disappeared and waited quietly-a good hunter needs enough patience.

He was ready to stand by and wait for the rabbit, but only after waiting for a while, he saw a sneaky figure that appeared in Own’s line of sight.

Chen Xuan could clearly see that this figure was the leader of the Yaozu tribe, Lu Zhan.

I saw that his actions were very suspicious, and he watched each of the people’s sleeping places one by one for a while before moving on to the next target.

When he got closer, Chen Xuan saw that Lu Zhan was holding an earthen jar in his hands. Judging from his appearance, the earthen jar was obviously extremely heavy, and he didn’t know what was in it.

The Luzhan quietly approached the house, and then stretched out the can in her hand. Chen Xuan saw a wisp of white air squirting from the nose of a monster who was sleeping, and was sucked by the can. Went in.

Chen Xuan heard clearly, the monster’s snoring sound immediately weakened by one point after exhaling this white air.

There was a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart, and Chen Xuan knew what was in this jar.

Regardless of the fact that most of the monsters in this tribe are weak, and this old thing looks good, it turns out that he is the murderer——

At least the one who did it, the culprit should be someone else.

Then Lu Zhan collected the white gas emitted by several monsters, and looked inside the jar. It might be that he felt that the weight was enough, he patted it with satisfaction, and then walked in the direction of Bu Zhou Mountain.

Chen Xuan didn’t touch the ground, and just floated behind him, trailing all the way, and finally came to a cave with Lu Zhan.

This cave is located in Buzhou Mountain, and it is very remote. There are tall trees, bushes and thorns everywhere. At first glance, it is a place where few people come.

When others look at this place, they will only feel that this place is sparsely sunny and air-conditioned. As long as you stand here for a while, you will be shivering with the cold.

But in Chen Xuan’s eyes, it was a different look.