Chapter 135 What is despair?
Duan De could finally see the disgust deep in her eyes. At this moment, he distinguished the difference between dreams and reality. He did not smile bitterly, nor was he lost, but also became cold and returned to his former heart.
"Give me a reason, what does it mean that someone else's death is to me? Girl, the blame can be held on me, but it is my business whether I want to take it or not!"
Close your eyes and stop looking at her. Even if you look at her, he will make you feel a little more disgusted, just like before!
"My father has already assigned you as the formation master on this line. You don't know what it means to pretend to be crazy and stupid. Who are you blamed?"
"Get out! Your father cares about me? What's wrong with me? It's not my turn to take the blame if you die in the Demon Realm!"
The clear and familiar magic fluctuations invaded him, and the cold sweat couldn't help but slowly flow out, and it hurt! His face did not change, his eyes closed and he didn't say anything, and he loved it.
"You have to do it if you don't do it, there is no need to discuss it."
After a long time, she restrained her fluctuating magic power and let out a cold exit.
"Idiot!"
I can't tell what it feels like, this woman is really stupid, hopelessly stupid.
She left and came to Abuda again. Abuda didn't understand what this junior was doing. He was also angry and was about to trouble Duan De, but Mo Han came.
"What's going on! You haven't started to use your formation to defend the enemy. Yingying, I don't care about the destruction between you. Do you have to be responsible for your people in the Demon Realm die in vain?"
Mo Han's face looked very bad. Obviously, it wasn't completed here for so long, so the complaints below went directly to the Demon City Heaven.
Where can Mo Yingying look good? Everyone said not to be with him, but you insisted on making such arrangements. If something happens, she will carry it on her back.
"He refused, let's kill him! I've changed to another one, don't even have a low-level formation master like the Demon Realm?"
She couldn't even figure out whether she was angry or not, but the water poured out of the words she said was loud and loud. But the barbarian was behind him, listening and watching expressionlessly.
Mo Han and Abuda have lived for hundreds of years. When Mo Yingying said this, both of them frowned. Mo Han had known Duan Dezai for a long time. To be honest, he was very disappointed with his niece.
"Just pretend that my kindness to save you will be here."
Duan De smiled and said, "If you say anything about it, the life-saving grace has nothing to do with this matter. I need materials. In addition, please change this girl and be ashamed to work with her."
"This will be cured. Do you need to recover from the injury for a few days?"
How could Mo Hang's eyes be so vicious that he didn't know Duan De's character? He sighed inwardly and stopped commenting on it.
"It's still not a big problem if there is no need to fight. It can relieve the uncomfortable numbness and itch. I will open a cave and arrange a ground fire array."
Duan De said that and was about to leave. Abuda stopped him: "The materials have been shipped over long ago. You guys have chosen a good place to hide. If you can't find you, you will transfer it to you. How long will it take? The loss is a bit big."
"Senior, it depends on whether you are fighting for a long time or temporary. The temporary does not take long. In addition, how long do I need to be responsible for?"
Duan De asked while stretching out his hand and asked him to scrape the materials over.
"A thousand miles away, just defend against the Nascent Soul."
"Three days, I need to refine the array base, but my body has not fully recovered, there is no way."
"It's nothing, the rest of the defense is under construction, and the effect is not very ideal, so you can do your best."
Abuda was right. Although he had been sent here for the past few days, he was basically a low-level formation master. The formation was only better than nothing, and he didn't know how good Duan De was.
He didn't know, but Mo Han knew it. After he left, he smiled and said, "Abuda, if he is here, you will be free."
Abuda's eyes lit up when he heard this. It seemed that this little guy who looked unreliable had some tricks?
"Or, I'll go up and you'll come over to guard it? I'm so idle that I'm so tired. You guys are fighting in front of you, so can you change it?"
"I'll ask myself, and see whoever wants to change it is. I can't make the decision. I'll send a soundtrack. OK, I'll have something to do if you play slowly."
Ignoring Mo Yingying who was standing beside him, he turned around and disappeared.
Abuda frowned and stared at the little princess of the Demon Sect for a while before saying, "You are so different from Du Tian, and you are not like your mother. We are cruel to the demon cultivator, but that is against the enemy. Forget it, you go down."
Abuda looked cold to her and really didn't want to say anything anymore. She was so idle that she was so fucked by herself.
Duan De opened a cave in a barren mountain ten miles away from the defense line. He couldn't say what he was feeling now. It was very complicated. It wasn't that there was a song called "Women who are easy to get hurt". He sneered, it was easier for men to get hurt.
It is not the first time to portray the earth fire array, which is very familiar, but this time it took a whole day to check and prepare it. He stood up with a frown and was speechless for a moment, and finally turned into a long sigh.
There is indeed no big challenge to stop the formation in the Nascent Soul Stage. I have countless models in my mind, so I should choose a formation that I am most familiar with in this special terrain.
That is, the "thunder-induced array" of the demon clan of Hongye City has been slaughtered. The swamp is full of water and the hook snake is a water creature. This thunder is naturally the best. However, the familiar things that have a familiar mind will not have any impact on the refining array.
"Oh! A drunk man? Are you really okay? I admire you, admire you!!"
Duan De, who came to set up the formation with the base, was recognized at a glance. This was a wounded man huddled behind him. Judging from his face and his missing arm, he was afraid that he was poisoned and was far from missing arm.
But he was in good spirits and shouted when he saw Duan De passing by.
"Crash,~~~bang~~"
A sudden burst of chaos, the "celebrity" naturally gives people a sense of curiosity everywhere. Whether it is to recognize it or not, his "legend" has long been spread throughout this thousand-mile defense line.
"Really! I, Master, don't you have enough wine to drink? I still have it, do you want it? Your fighting power is not on the same level as not drinking, come on~~~!"
The shouts gradually turned into noise, and Duan De smiled and couldn't answer these unintentionally extra "comrades" among the "fans" among the "comrades".
They are all a group of pure people. The word "pure" is originally a word that represents an ideal state, but now it is not abrupt when used on them.
The five people forced them, just the words of the Demon City Heaven, if the Demon Realm is in trouble, they will do their best and will inevitably be strong. There is no benefit. It is like losing their lives. It is very simple. With such a wide line of defense, how many people will die every day, it is uncountable.
And they did not need any reward, did not have any selfishness or utilitarianism. From the beginning, they stayed here until the moment they died in battle, and never thought about whether it was worth it or not.
Even if they lack arms and legs, they don’t want to leave. The green eyes only have a moment of relaxation to rest. They talk about women, practice, and strange stories. Duan De is the topic of conversation they talk most about now.
"You guys, is this worth it?"
Duan De asked this sentence when these excited guys calmed down a little. He couldn't walk for the time being. The guys asked him to tell him why he had been sleeping in the mud for so long and had not died.
"Is it worth it?"
The man with broken hands had already occupied half of the green light. When he was confused about Duan De's question, he also understood it. One of the female cultivators with half of his legs said disdainfully: "A drunk man, are you afraid of sobering up? I have just done my best. Where did this kind of pickling problem come from?"
Chapter completed!