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Chapter 891 Have you suffered a lot?

Wen Shuo did not chase after him immediately. He turned around and walked to Xiaoqing's dumbfounded side, held Xiaoqing's little hand, comforted and loved, and scolded angrily: "How many times have you told you that when you encounter this kind of weather, don't go to the sky!"

"I, I thought you..." Xiaoqing curled her mouth aggrievedly, "I can't beat this stupid mountain monster, so I have to attract lightning. I thought you..."

Having said this, Xiaoqing burst into tears.

The fat man's heart was almost broken.

But at the same time, he was confused again - when the mountain monster's terrifying murderous intent instantly made him have no chance to react, and suddenly cut off his qi, causing his true qi to flow backwards. After the magic array was out of control, the meridians in his body were clearly completely destroyed.

Then, how did your energy appear here?

How could I hold Xiaoqing's little hand? How could I slap myself into shattering the human figure condensed by the mountain demon qi? How could I have such an intuitive and clear vision?

But I am clearly still at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

He turned around and saw Zou Tianchun and Jing Bai who were dumbfounded, and saw the off-road vehicle that was overturned under the path.

After looking again, I saw Yueying Mountain, Xiaoqing, and this platform...

Dozens of miles apart!

Two places!

I……

The fat man shivered and shivered. Fat man, am I dead?

Now it's a ghost?!

No, how can ghosts be so powerful?

The fat man shook his head.

Then, he heard the terrifying and incredible conversation between Zou Tianchun and Jing Bai - Damn, Fatty, my soul is out of my body, and I am wandering here... No wonder this is so powerful. A slap in the mountain demon who had no strength to compete before, and it turned into a shattered shape and shattered. He ran into the bottom of the mountain with his tail stomped in his arms, trembling and daring to emerge.

Fatty, why am I afraid of it?

Immediately afterwards, he heard Zou Tianchun’s question and Jing Bai’s answer:

"Can he beat the mountain monster?"

"I don't know, it's so bad..."

The fat man frowned, held Xiaoqing's little hand, and stood quietly on the platform, a little hesitant for a moment.

He is a timid person, and he is also a person who is extremely cautious and "interest" supreme.

Under the current circumstances, although my soul seems to be out of my body and my strength has increased to the point where the mountain demon is afraid, it does not mean that I can easily kill the mountain demon. At best, I can survive the terrible attack of the mountain demon and escape with my daughter.

After all, the mountain demon is too powerful.

To put it bluntly, Wen Shuo did not have the ability to overturn the entire mountain area, even a Yuesha Mountain.

The weight and power of a mountain can easily crush him to ashes.

The human form that had just slapped the mountain demon's qi transformed into, but it did not really hurt the mountain demon. It was just a collision between the qi. Moreover, the great success of the body's soul is pure Yang, and it is incompatible with the evil foreign objects such as the mountain demon whose nature is yin.

Similarly, if the mountain demon attacks him, he will also defeat him.

The reason why mountain monsters are frightened and hide is that one is because of the previous thunder rage that caused the mountain monster to be injured and still have fear; the other is that mountain monsters instinctively fear the Pure Yang Yuanshen.

When the mountain demon comes to his senses, or when he is angry and fights to the sky...

The fat man squatted down, grabbed Xiaoqing's small hands, and said softly: "You wait here for a while, dad will go down and talk to the mountain demon."

"I'll go too." Xiaoqing's big eyes flashed and her eyes were full of tears.

"Look, dad is very powerful now, don't worry about me." Wen Shuo discovered that his hands, arms... were a soft, white and bright light ball that was almost real. Is this the soul that can leave his body after he became a great success?

Xiaoqing said stubbornly: "I am also very powerful. The mountain demon can't do anything to me. Thunder and lightning in the sky did not hurt me."

Wen Shuo was stunned.

The soul left his body and shot to Yueying Mountain with lightning speed. Seeing the mountain monster hitting Xiaoqing, he was furious and didn't care about anything. Now that he has just saved it, Xiaoqing was hit by the thunder tribulation from the sky.

However, Xiaoqing is completely fine now.

Even, it seems that the body has become much stronger again.

Moreover, since Xiaoqing started negotiating and fighting with the mountain demon at the beginning, until now... Although Xiaoqing seems to have suffered a lot of losses, Xiaoqing has not suffered much damage. Even the part that was cut off before has returned to her body again.

Extremely weird.

Extremely terrible!

"Be good! Then follow your dad and talk to the mountain demon. Remember... you can talk less, just listen to your dad." Wen Shuo grinned, his expression a little unnatural.

Now, he dared not let his daughter go to negotiate.

No matter who you talk to, you can get a breakdown!

But Xiaoqing can't let Xiaoqing go back by himself, as it would scare Zou Tianchun to tears - having a mountain monster is terrible enough, and another willful mountain monster who can scratch and tear the head and tear the mountain monster, or curse the fool... It's a pity to think about it and make people collapse and despair.

Wen Shuo pulled Xiaoqing and walked to the bumpy mountain wall. He hesitated a little and stepped in.

Inside the mountain full of rocks, Wen Shuo and Xiao Qing took ten feet a step, but they curled their anger to avoid frightening the mountain monster.

Soon, he came to a depth of more than ten feet at the bottom of the mountain.

Chaos are all over.

Wen Shuo had never experienced this strange feeling. His whole body was completely integrated into the soil and stones. There was no so-called concept of space, nor did he need space. He was in the soil and stones, and the earth and stones were in his body, and he stood in front of the mountain demon.

However, the line of sight is not obstructed by soil and rocks, as outside, and because of the essential difference between the soul and the body, the line of sight is better than the body and is not obstructed by darkness.

The mountain demon has narrowed his aura to the limit.

The six bones are of varying lengths, the longest is about two meters, the shortest is only two meters, the thickness of the bucket, and the bones seem to be rooted in the dark and damp soil without any regularity.

Even though he had never seen a demon bone, Wen Shuo confirmed at a glance that...

It is himself, Jing Bai, Zou Tianchun, and even the Xuanmen people all over the world. Everyone hopes to get even a small piece of so-called demon bones.

The mountain demon's qi consciousness surrounds these demon bones and curls in a space of at least thousands of cubic meters.

"Are you Wen Shuo? Yes, it's this, this little demon's father..." The mountain demon's consciousness was obviously a little afraid, and it contained great anger and hatred: "You, get out of here quickly! I won't kill you! If you don't leave, I will kill you!"

"Ugly monster, who are you scaring?!" Xiaoqing rolled up her sleeves and was about to go up and fight.

Wen Shuo quickly grabbed Xiaoqing and lamented in his heart whether he had raised a daughter? The expected daughter of a family, the jade family, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting...

Alas, there is no hope!

Looking at the chaotic mountain monster, Wen Shuo said calmly: "It has been at least a thousand years, or even thousands of years of great opportunities and hard practice, and finally spiritual wisdom has grown. It is not easy for you, a mountain monster, to suffer a lot, right?"

The mountain monster's consciousness stopped, and its perseverance quickly weakened and subsided, but its vigilance remained.

It was thinking about Wen Shuo's words and couldn't help but fall into memories - when was the earliest memory?

It doesn't remember it very clearly, it's in a daze.

At that time, it was full of confusion and fear, who it was, why it was here, what it was to do, what it could do, what it could do, what it could do, what it was... It was gnawed by small bugs, trampled by wild beasts, injured by sudden earth movements, severely damaged by thunder and lightning, and heavy rain destroyed the rocks, and some people were accidentally injured when cutting down trees.

It is always afraid, worried, afraid, confused.

It does suffer too much.

Wen Shuo did not continue talking, quietly waiting for the mountain monster's consciousness to wake up from the memories.

He didn't expect that his words would quickly fade away the mountain demon's perseverance and began to think and recall. The fat man had already quickly considered what he wanted to say and the possible reaction of the mountain demon in his mind, how should he deal with it?

Now, it's better not to speak.

This thing has a higher mind than expected.

Because, when it understands memory, it means that it has a more humanized thinking.

As time passed, Wen Shuo discovered that the vigilance of the mountain monster was also declining, and its energy began to become gentle, and it began to slowly spread to the surrounding area, merge into the entire Yuesha Mountain, and then spread to one mountain after another around it.

Xiaoqing pulled his father's finger and whispered: "Dad, I feel it is so pitiful..."

"Huh?" Wen Shuo looked confused, then frowned slightly, and glanced at the demon bones with great vigilance, because he noticed that Xiaoqing had just spoken, and the mountain demon's consciousness immediately locked on their father and daughter - this was really a very terrifying existence.

But the mountain monster did not move any abnormally, it was still gentle and quiet.

Xiaoqing continued: "You just said that it has gone through thousands of years, or even thousands of years, and has suffered a lot to gain spiritual wisdom."

"What does Linghui mean, do you know?" Wen Shuo kindly touched the little girl's hair.

"I just started thinking about things and started learning to understand all kinds of things..." Xiaoqing said seriously.

"Yes." Wen Shuo nodded.

The mountain demon was still gentle and quiet - but Wen Shuo clearly saw that the mountain demon aura surrounding the demon bones was shaking slightly, and the demon bones seemed to have signs of trembling, with a very small amplitude.

So Wen Shuo had a sudden inspiration, sighed softly with some compassion, and said softly: "Qing'er, you shouldn't have beaten and scolded it before. Even if it has a bad temper and does not speak well, that is not its original intention. Although it has existed for a long time, its mind is still just a child, a poor child without parents. No one has taught it culture, knowledge, and even no one has taught it to speak. It knows nothing about the outside world. It is already rare for it to communicate consciously with us. And to do this, it has learned for a long time."

"Ah?" Xiaoqing turned his head and looked at the demon bones, stretched out his little hand and waved it, and said sympathetically: "You are so pitiful, I'm sorry..."

The mountain demon's demon bones trembled in greater amplitude.

The energy that had spread before quickly gathered and shrank near the demon bone again. The mountain demon's consciousness said: "I don't understand a lot of what you said."
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