Lily feels like she is resurrected from the dead. Although she is a little scared, she finally eliminates some hatred towards Xue Xiaobao. Mr. An admires Xue Xiaobao's approach very much. Only you have the intention. There is a good solution to something that seems difficult to do.

What others help is to believe. If people do not believe in others, they actually do not believe in themselves first. If others do not believe in others, they are helpless. If people do not believe in themselves, they will be even more helpless. [..com]

When Mr. An thought of this, he felt extremely melancholy. He was the kind of person who did not believe in himself, so he felt helpless and extremely helpless.

Xue Xiaobao is much better than him. Some of the people he believes in, he believes in his family and his brothers. So Mr. An is extremely envious.

Everyone understands the truth, but it is very difficult to do.

Mr. An tried to try to write to someone. This person was Xue Xiaobao.

There is no conflict of interest between them. Besides, Mr. An is ahead of his kindness, and Xue Xiaobao is a person who values ​​love and friendship. Therefore, Mr. An has enough reason to believe him.

The jungle full of dangers and ferocious monsters are extremely unfavorable to the gods who have lost their magic power, so they must find the legendary Soul-Resurrection Grass as soon as possible.

Elder Nangong sat panting on a rock, looking at the blood-stained immortal Shanhai, laughing and said, "Brother Shanhai, we are at the end of our strength, and it seems we are going to be ruined here."

Shanhai Daxian was covered in blood, with hair disheveled, and there was a three-inch wound on his right arm. Although the wound had been treated, blood still leaked out. He looked pale, his eyes were dazed, and he was very haggard. He turned his head and looked at the wound on his arm. Before he could speak, he sighed first, and then said, "I haven't had much time left. Well, it's better to die than to live in other people's plots. Brother Nangong, we finally understand our grievances for many years today."

"When we meet, we smile and we will eliminate our grudges. Why do we have to think so much? Brother will take the lead and Nangong will come later." Elder Nangong said with a sad expression.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. I'm extremely poisoned, and I'm not too late. But you can survive. Don't forget that Xue Xiaobao has our people around me. Although Mo He is not favored, Lily is hopeful. Brother Nangong, if you can survive, can you agree to me?" Shanhai Daxian's tone became weaker and weaker, obviously it was a poisonous attack, and his life was not long.

"What's the matter? Please tell me." Elder Nangong said seriously.

"If you avoid this, please tell the Demon Lord Zhentian. I am ashamed of the sect..." Shanhai Daxian said, and tears were everywhere and crying. It is said that birds are about to die and their singing is sad, and people are about to die and their words are good. Shanhai Daxian was actually repenting before his death, which shows that he is also a friend.

Elder Nangong nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry."

"Then I'll go..." The old man with white beard was poisonous and in great pain. Now he has stopped himself, which is also a kind of relief.

After the old man with white beard died, Elder Nangong took out a blood-red spiritual herb from his arms. It was shaped like Ganoderma lucidum, but it was different from Ganoderma lucidum. This thing is what Mr. An wanted, the soul-recovering grass.

Elder Nangong carefully identified it and then hid the Soul-Returning Grass in his arms. This Soul-Returning Grass was exchanged for the life of the white-bearded old man. There are usually spirit beasts guarding the Soul-Returning Grass. The one guarding the Soul-Returning Grass was a magic deer, whose antlers were highly poisonous. The white-bearded old man was responsible for guiding the deer away. Elder Nangong took the opportunity to pick the Soul-Returning Grass, but the Soul-Returning Deer was extremely powerful. The white-bearded old man was not low and scratched his right arm by the deer antlers, and his body was extremely poisonous.

Elder Nangong did not bury the old white-bearded man because he himself didn't know when he would be in the wilderness. So he chose to let the flow.

He held the soul-returning grass on his body and walked back with his head down. He was worried along the way. After repeated weighing the pros and cons, he hid the soul-returning grass in the cracks of the rocks and then marked it so that he could get it again in the future.

There were more than 40 people entering the jungle, and only one person came out alive. That person was Elder Nangong. When Xue Xiaobao and others saw Elder Nangong, they couldn't laugh. Originally, Xue Xiaobao and Fatty Meng planned to laugh at him, but when they saw Elder Nangong breaking his sadness, they couldn't help but feel ache in their hearts.

It is really sad that the dignified Demonic Elder has fallen to this point.

Before Xue Xiaobao could do anything, Lily ran over with tears in her face. No matter how Elder Nan treated Lily, there were no fellow disciples around Lily now.

"Elder..." Lily cried in tears, knelt in front of Elder Nangong, and burst into tears.

Elder Nangong helped her up and said in a hoarse voice: "Everything will pass."

Xue Xiaobao's face darkened, he stepped forward, grabbed Lily's arm, pulled it back, and said coldly: "Lily, you are my woman now, and you must keep a distance from him."

Elder Nangong smiled and said, "Young Master Xue, a good method, what a good method."

"Hmph! We each other. You are also very skilled in your old methods, and I want to learn more from you." Xue Xiaobao sneered.

"Hmph!" Elder Nangong snorted coldly and turned away. There was a small boat on the sea. There was a man standing on the boat, holding a folding fan, swaying gently, his eyes as if he was like a torch, staring at Elder Nangong who was walking towards him.

Elder Nangong didn't know that Mr. An could see through his heart, even if he knew, he would not agree, because his cultivation was far above Mr. An. If Elder Nangong restored his magic power, the gentleman would not see through his heart at all. It's different now. Elder Nangong lost his magic power to protect his body. Like ordinary people, Ansheng easily saw through his heart.

"You are finally here." Mr. An said lightly.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Will the agreement between us take effect?" Elder Nangong asked again with caution.

Mr. An smiled and said nothing. This action shocked Elder Nangong. He wanted to turn against others. Elder Nangong thought of this and couldn't help but take a step back.

Mr. An looked at Elder Nangong's nervous look and shook his head, laughing and said, "Elder Nangong, give me a reason not to kill you. I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I can't think of it."

When Elder Nangong heard this, he suddenly laughed at the sky and said, "I have killed countless people in my life and never asked for reasons. It is not that easy for you to kill me."

"Oh, how can I see it?" Mr. An said with a joke.

"If you ask us to help you find the Soul Recover Grass, I know that you are not willing to be lonely and try to return to the world. Haha, the God will pay off. I finally got the Soul Recover Grass. You want to kill me now, so I can't help but feel a little anxious." Elder Nangong was confident, and he expected Mr. An would not kill him.

Mr. An pondered for a moment and hesitated: "In your opinion, when should I kill you?"

"You can't wait to kill me, but I don't know what's going on?" Elder Nangong was puzzled. Even if Mr. An unarmed and killed the donkey, he was not so anxious. From the time he met, Mr. An did not mention the matter of the Soul Recovery Grass. Could it be that the Soul Recovery Grass is a cover, a bureau, and a scam that wiped them out?

Elder Nangong became more and more afraid the more he thought about it. If the Soul-Recovering Grass has no effect, then there is nothing to coerce Mr. An.

"The Soul-Returning Grass is indeed very important to me, but your death is just as important to me." After Mr. An said, the mermaid pulling the small bed suddenly rushed towards Elder Nangong.

Mr. An gently shook the folding fan and watched Elder Nangong being bitten by two mermaids. Elder Nangong was at the end of his strength and was no match for the mermaid at all. Lily felt heartbroken when she looked at it and wanted to step forward to help.

Xue Xiaobao reached out to stop him, held him in his arms, and whispered: "Don't look, you will wake up from a dream right away."

"Xiaobao, why, why do you do this?" Lily asked in confusion.

"It doesn't matter to me. Don't talk about everything and put it on my head." Xue Xiaobao said slowly.

"you……"

"Don't say it, it'll pass soon."

Elder Nangong was powerless to resist under the attack of two mermaids. Soon, the arrogant demon elder became a delicacy in the mermaid's belly. He died, and died miserably. His broken body was scattered on the sea surface. He never thought that he would be so terrible when he died.

When Lily saw a scene on the sea, she hated her anger and fought with Xue Xiaobao frantically. She wanted to bury Elder Nangong, but unexpectedly, Elder Nangong could not even leave her entire body.

Xue Xiaobao did not fight back and let her beat and scold her. Lily vented for a while, and sat weakly on the beach, her eyes were dull and her expression was dull. Xue Xiaobao smiled bitterly and said, "You'd better see clearly. If you betray me, it's your end."

Liang Yongjing glared at him and then comforted Lily with kind words.

Mo He is now similar to Lily, and he murmured to himself: "Where is my uncle, is my uncle still alive? My uncle..."

Fatty Meng hurriedly hugged Mo He and comforted him with kind words. Mo He is very unstable now, and Fatty Meng is afraid that she will do something stupid.
Chapter completed!