Chapter 1112 Yunze Jianmu, Suzaku Clan
The words in Lin Lan's mouth were interrupted by an earth-shattering explosion.
Even the Shenxingzhou, which was flying smoothly in the air, seemed to be affected by the air waves caused by the explosion and swayed for a moment.
Without waiting for Lin Lan to look ugly, he led everyone out of the room and wanted to go to the deck to check the situation.
The next second, Miss Death put on a smile asking for credit, hummed a tune, and returned to the room through the wall with the black and blue sickle in the anchor.
"It's done, it's done~ The area has been cleared...Assistant, why are you all looking at me with this expression?
"I specifically thought about you and didn't turn on the Death Aura! Shouldn't you praise me?"
The pale-skinned Miss D asked in confusion when she saw Lin Lan and everyone in the room staring at her with subtle expressions on their faces.
The explorer sighed and said to Lin Lan in a calm tone:
"Commander, there were only three demon tribes on the original planned route, but now there are only two left."
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"If you don't eat, you won't eat. Huh, I'm Antiques. It's useless for your stupid assistant to threaten me with this!"
It was getting dark, and Lin Lan looked at Miss Death, who was sitting on the bed with her mouth pouted and sulking, and couldn't help but said angrily:
"Do you know how hard it was for the Natlan people I followed to explain the source of the huge explosion? Could you please consult me before taking action next time!"
"Tch~ I haven't cared about the fact that I somehow became your Nascent Soul clone. You idiot assistant, don't think I didn't hear it... And you didn't say you were short of food. It's all your fault. It's all your fault! Bah, bah, bah, bah! ~”
Miss D stuck out her tongue and made a face at him, and retorted with reason, leaving him speechless for a moment.
The first demon tribe they passed was blown up by Miss D's ship-mounted cannon at noon, and even the surrounding swamps flew into the sky.
According to the explanations of the explorer and Miss D, all the monsters in that tribe have been infected by X and have become the same existence as the evil cultivators.
But the problem is that even so, there should be some materials and food that can be recycled there!
When the fleet flew over the demon tribe, there was nothing left there except the swamp that was still steaming white steam and was boiling hot from the high temperature of the explosion.
Maybe there were some highlands and monster buildings where you could stay before.
But after the terrible bombardment of the Arbitration Agency in the Shadow of Death, he even doubted whether there really was a demon tribe there before.
After that, he spent another afternoon to figure out the cause and effect with Chu Miaoyin, Lang Yuexi and others who came to ask him what happened.
From now on, Miss D will be his Nascent Soul clone.
"Oh~ aren't there two more demon tribes in the future? We won't be so unlucky. All the demon tribes have been eroded by X."
Mercury Memorial Meta was very open-minded and joked at him:
"No matter how bad it is, the noble Lord Mercury can't consider taking Tashkent and Fierce to the swamp to help with fishing and hunting~"
Lin Lan laughed angrily at the old woman's playful teasing:
"This is what you said. If you don't get up when Tashkent and I wake you up tomorrow morning, I will let Miss D cut you up."
Upon hearing what he said, Miss D, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly became interested:
"Aha, if you say that, assistant, I won't be sleepy anymore!
"I really haven't tried to cut up the ship since I recovered the whale!"
Mercury Memorial Meta's expression froze when he heard this.
The poor Rosia noble girl really didn't notice that there was already someone around the commander who could cure her.
"Ahem, that's what I'm saying. How can the noble Lord Mercury go fishing~ You say so, Commander."
Hearing Mercury's shameless words about commemorating meta, Tashkent and Fierce showed disdain.
"Such a hateful imperialist worm, when she returns to the temporary port area, Sister Aurora must punish her severely."
After Fierce whispered, Tashkent nodded in approval:
"It's better to send her to grow potatoes on the frozen soil. Then Tashkent will let Sister Kursk keep an eye on her and never let her run away."
"That's right! Comrade Commander must not be allowed to be influenced by her or be led astray by her!"
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Soon, the two cuties of the Northern Alliance destroyers discussed how to reverse Mercury's ideological concept of commemorating the meta.
They lowered their conversation and were not heard by the Mercury Memorial meta.
This noble light patrol girl from the Rosia Empire still didn't know what would greet her when she arrived at the Northern Union Temporary Port Area.
In this way, Miss D from the arbitration agency joined them on their way to Dongzhou.
Time passed, and two days passed quickly.
Lin Lan and others also took tens of thousands of Natlan refugees deep into the hinterland of the Yunze Wetland.
The white miasma that originally filled the swamp surface became more and more intense. In addition, thick trees extending from the swamp surface to the clouds in the sky also appeared in everyone's field of vision at intervals.
Early that morning, before dawn, Lin Lan took the good guys Richard, Tashkent and Miss D to the deck of the Shenxing Zhou.
Miss D also turned on the optical camouflage of the Shadow of Death in displeasure at his strong request.
At this time, there was no one else on the deck of the Shenxingzhou, except for a few Qingxiao Pavilion disciples who bowed their hands and bowed when they saw them.
However, the occasional sound of breaking through the air from the Shenxing Boat and the surrounding Chengfeng Boats showed that the Extreme Patrol Team arranged by Langyuexi was still not lazy even at dawn.
Lin Lan signaled the Qingxiao Pavilion disciples to go back to the cabin to rest first.
He looked at the shadows of the thick trees looming in the distance in the dark swamp, and whispered to Tashkent and the good man Richard:
"Yunze Jianmu, a precious spiritual material that Natlan needs to use in large quantities to forge high-level spiritual tools and refine pills, is also a sacred tree in the eyes of the Nanzhou Suzaku Great Demon.
"This tree only grows in swamps that are covered with dark clouds all year round, and branches and leaves spread in the clouds. It is a rootless tree that connects water and sky.
"Although Yunze Jianmu is yin, it is rumored that there is an ancient Jianmu deep in the territory of the Suzaku Great Demon Clan. Its height exceeds the clouds. It is a very yang wood that enjoys the essence of the sun and the moon.
"That ancient Jianmu is also the birthplace of the Suzaku Clan. All Suzaku were hatched and born on that Yunze Jianmu. "
When Lin Lan said this, the invisible Miss D hummed and corrected his words:
"Stupid assistant, what you said happened many years ago!
"According to the data collected by the experimental agency, the various sects and state palaces in the NL-S region have jointly carried out two wars to wipe out the Suzaku clan!
"Although the two wars failed to completely eliminate the Suzaku clan, they also caused great damage to the Suzaku clan!
"As for the ancient Jianmu you mentioned, it has long been severely damaged and cut off its vitality, and has fallen into a stage of chronic death!"
After Miss D finished all this, the good man Richard seemed to sense something, pulled the corner of Lin Lan's clothes, and whispered:
"Teacher, he is here."
The white-haired aircraft carrier girl's voice fell, and a flowing orange-red flame vortex ignited on the edge of the Shenxing Boat not far from them.
This group of flames that dispelled the surrounding dimness rotated at high speed, and soon gathered into a skinny white-haired old man in a red robe.
It was the sixth-rank Vermillion Bird demon who had transformed into a Jindan cultivator in the Hidden Sect of Changliu County.
The white-haired old man who was transformed from the Vermillion Bird took two steps forward, knelt down in front of Lin Lan and the two girls beside him without hesitation, and kowtowed devoutly:
"Ji Baichen, the guardian of the Vermillion Bird clan in Nanzhou, pays homage to the demon master.
"At this time, the inheritance of the demon king is coming, and the clan leader of our clan has led the four demon masters in the clan to leave the southern region. I hope the demon master will forgive me for the poor hospitality... May I ask which demon bloodline you are from, sir?"