Chapter 770 The Voice Is Like a Dragon’s Roar

Of course, the Demon Lord will not die just because of what others say, because he is cold-natured and strong-willed.

Of course, generally speaking, even if you don't have this trait, no one will die because of what others say. This has nothing to do with selfishness, but only with the essence of life.

But Zhizhi was a little worried about Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng had read the Taoist Canon thoroughly since he was a child, and his cultivation was in line with his heart. He always behaved differently, and after the incident in the Tianshu Mausoleum, there were new changes.

——He is living too indifferently now.

In other words, before that, he attached great importance to his life. Whether he was eating, drinking, living or cultivating, it was all for this consideration. But now he started drinking alcohol, although not much, and eating a lot of beef and mutton, although he still didn't eat much. Barbecuing, anyway, I don’t care about it as much as I used to.

He seems to care more about what he can do with his life now.

That's why he left Kyoto for the sake of the overall situation and became the first exiled pope in history.

That's why he appeared on the snowfield battlefield last year, fought a bloody battle with the wolf cavalry, and almost died.

That's why Cinnabar Pill came out.

"After leaving Kyoto, no, I should say before that, I have been thinking about what I should do now that I can live for many years. At first, I wanted to help the human race on the battlefield, but later I found that that was not possible. No, because my realm strength is not enough to change the situation of the battle, and although my medical skills are good, they are not special compared with the priests and doctors in the Holy Medical Hall. The role that one person can play is also limited. In the end, I am Suddenly I thought of making cinnabar pills."

He said to the Demon King: "I do want to save more people, but you are still wrong. I have never thought about saving sentient beings. I don't have such great ability. I can only save some specific people." The person who got it, and there is a very important question. I use true blood to refine cinnabar pills to save people. Although it will cause some physical damage, it will not let me die. You persuade me to save sentient beings, but I need to pay the price of death. So I cannot accept your offer."

The Demon Lord said: "This last sentence makes some sense."

Chen Changsheng said seriously: "The most important thing is that you said that eating me will prevent the demons from going south for hundreds of years. To me, this makes no sense."

The devil said, "Oh, why doesn't this make sense?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Because we don't care at all whether you go south or not. We originally wanted to go north. We are going to Xue Lao City."

When he said this, his eyes were wide open and bright, like endless lake water, so real, clean and convincing.

"As expected, he is the youngest pope in history. He is much more passionate and interesting than the old guys before. Of course, he is also much more naive."

The Demon Lord looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Do you think I am asking for your opinion with these words?"

"Not asking for advice, but persuading, or weakening my will."

Chen Changsheng said: "Because you know very well that even if you can kill me, you can no longer control me as easily as you did before. I have the ability to destroy my own body and burn all the blood in my body before you succeed. Let you gain nothing in the end and lose your last hope."

In fact, he didn't say that he even had a chance to leave before the Demon Lord succeeded.

Because he didn't want the other party to be alert in advance, and most importantly, he wanted to try to take away the rest of the humans present.

The Demon Lord looked at him quietly and was silent for a long time.

The crisp sound of metal hitting metal sounded at the same time as a colder sound.

"You owe us two lives."

Nan Ke threw the Zhu Clan's family crest and the Songshan Military Mansion's Tiaojun Mansion on the ground in front of Chen Changsheng.

This sentence was even stronger than what the Demon Lord had said before.

Zhizhi pointed at Haidi and said, "We have killed several of your traitors, and we have dragged this big guy to you now. How will the score be settled?"

Nanke thought for a while and said nothing.

Chen Changsheng was very pleased.

He has never been good at verbal arguments or messing around, except in front of Xu Yourong. In this aspect, he suffered a bit from everyone, even the dull Nan Ke. Fortunately, he never lacked masters in this area, including Luo Luo at first, Tang Sanliu later, and now Zhi Zhi.

Nan Ke didn't know what he had figured out, and then said: "Without mentioning the past, it is only fair to exchange one life for another."

Zhizhi looked slightly strange and asked, "Whose life are you going to trade for Chen Changsheng's life?"

"We won't touch you." Nanke said, "Of course it's his own life."

Zhizhi said: "What is this mess?"

Nanke said calmly: "We can kill him now, but if we don't kill him now, it will be equivalent to sparing his life and asking him to trade his life for it. This is fair."

"Is this possible?" Zhizhi opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

Nanke looked at Zhizhi and asked, "Isn't it reasonable?"

Zhizhi said seriously: "That's nonsense."

Nan Ke said: "You have to be reasonable."

Zhizhi said: "You have to lose face."

There are countless little girls in the world, but there is no doubt that Nanke and Zhizhi are the two most powerful and dangerous among them.

But when they quarrel, they are still two little girls, which is a bit ridiculous and very helpless.

While they were talking, no one noticed that Chen Changsheng quietly took a few steps back.

At this time, he was only a few steps away from Anwar and the general. He only needed to take two more steps back and he would be within reach.

But just when he was about to take action, a cold wind suddenly came from the lakeside, the air moved slightly, and countless light flakes scattered behind him.

The light fragments condensed with the wind, turning into a naked beauty and a lady wearing a sword skirt.

They appeared silently behind Anwar and the general, and placed their hands on their throats.

"Now, there are three lives." Nanke ignored Zhizhi and looked at Chen Changsheng with an expressionless expression.

From the beginning, Chen Changsheng was thinking about how to send Anhua and the general away. Unexpectedly, Nanke had already seen through his thoughts and made arrangements in advance. This made him regretful and thought. Now that Nanke has appeared, how could he forget Nanke's wings?

Zhizhi yelled in annoyance.

She argued with Nan Ke, originally trying to cover Chen Changsheng's actions, but failed, so she was inevitably a little angry.

The naked demon beauty gently held Anhua's neck. A pair of demon horns were looming in the waterfall-like black hair. Coupled with her picturesque eyebrows, she felt extremely seductive. Zhizhi blushed slightly, took another sip, and said, "The shameless master really has a shameless maid."

Those two beauties were spirits, so they could hide from his and Zhizhi's perceptions and quietly change the situation on the field.

Precisely because they are spirits, they are extremely sensitive. They feel infinite fear when they look at Zhizhi, and they don't dare to do anything even if they are scolded by Zhizhi for being shameless.

The lady in the sword skirt lowered her head slightly, feeling a little uneasy. The naked demon beauty was a little bolder and didn't dare to retort, but she smiled and straightened her chest, making her soft and soft parts stand out even more, and her two red dots became more eye-catching.

Zhizhi Yao's eyes narrowed and he shouted: "If he hadn't been here, I would have frozen you and this woman into ice slag!"

The demon beauty was slightly startled, wondering why the dragon girl had so much hatred for the woman she held hostage?

Anhua was very nervous at this time and couldn't help but look up.

Zhizhi looked at Anhua and said bitterly, "What are you looking at? Isn't this all the trouble you caused?"

Anhua's peripheral vision fell on the stretcher not far away. He looked at the dying formation master and thought that in order to save this man, so many people had died tonight...

She felt so ashamed that she lowered her head and was speechless.

Chen Changsheng looked at Zhizhi and advised, "Why are you so angry?"

Since it is a conversation, they will naturally look at each other.

Amidst the chattering words and the ice-filled sky, their eyes met.

Without any warning, extremely suddenly, a voice sounded in the field.

The sound was extremely complex, with at least hundreds of syllables. It was extremely weird and difficult to understand, and its breath was extremely far-reaching, as if it came from ancient times, carrying endless information.

The sound came from Zhizhi's lips.

Her expression became extremely solemn, even sacred, and her black dress danced wildly in the wind.

Dragon roar!

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