Crafty Dao Demon God

Buzhou Mountain? Isn't that the mountain in Myths and Legends?

The original owner is the gatekeeper at a young age. What gate does he guard? The door to that Divine Kingdom?

Wu Wei shook the head, got up and walked to the bathroom again, checking his injuries in front of the mirror.

The wound on the neck has healed completely, and there are no scars left.

Wu Wei reached out and touched it, and didn't feel anything.

No matter how mysterious the original owner is, he himself has left this World. The soul of this body now is Wu Wei.

Even if Wu Wei can accept the fact that he travels, he is impossible to accept an identity that looks depressed and dangerous.

After looking through the bag for so long, Wu Wei has already stomach rumbling with hunger. He walked out of the bathroom and went to the kitchen to find a pack of noodles, a box of canned luncheon meat and two eggs-all the ingredients that could be found in this apartment.

After skillfully cooking a bowl of noodles for himself, Wu Wei sat at the table, and some voraciously ate all the food, not even the noodle soup was left.

He narrowed his eyes slightly with satisfaction, leaned back on the chair, and planned to go for a walk after digesting a little.

Suddenly, his body became stiff, and his forehead was sweaty, and the suddenly opened within both eyes were full of horror.

A series of shocks and subsequent thoughts made him almost forget one thing!

The original owner died in this apartment!

In other words, this hiding place has been exposed!

If it is true that the original owner used his body as bait to attract attention when it was said on that piece of paper, does it also mean that “Baili Xing” has died without others knowing , Maybe someone else found here?

The death of the original owner is really terrifying, and Wu Wei will not be lucky enough to believe how unbearable the strength of other people who find him will be!

Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Wei immediately stood up and walked quickly to the bedroom. He wanted to take the black bag and run quickly!

However, before he could get close to the bedroom door, he only heard a "peng" sound, and several people had kicked the door and broke in from outside.

A low-pitched voice said: "Stop his leg first!"

This man tone barely fell, Wu Wei only felt a sharp pain in his knee , The body has fallen to the ground uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, a robust man with a bushy beard walked up to him, kicked him a few times hard, cursing in his mouth:

"Not slippery Loach bastard! I see where you are going this time!"

Wu Wei was injured in the first place. This robust man was so strong that he kicked him so that he could inhale repeatedly and his back was heavy. The ground hit the wall behind him.

Without waiting for Wu Wei to slow down, this robust man grabbed Wu Wei by the hair and dragged him to a man.

Wu Wei gritted his teeth and stared at the person in front of him.

The man was wearing a jade-colored gown, holding a folding fan in his hand, his face was like a crown jade, and he had several points of literary temperament.

This person seems to have the highest status among several people. At this time, he is sitting on a chair, looking at Wu Wei condescendingly, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Baili Xing, we meet again."

Wu Wei did not speak.

The man didn't care, and continued: "You can run away under my hands for a few months, and you can be considered very capable. You tell me where the divine gate is, and I will let you live. "

"..."

"Oh, I almost forgot that your Baili family is a tendon...You don't need to say anything, Give me the map left by Baili's ancestors, and you can live."

"I don't know." Wu Wei clenching one's teeth and said.

The man sighed, "I have the intention of cherishing talents, but you have to bring about one's own destruction! That's fine, Xia Chen, you go."

Cloak, the figure of the person who can't see his face didn't move, and he just said coldly: "He has too strong a sense of resistance now. It might be a little trouble to force him to dream."

"Then hit him. Lost the sense of resistance." The man in the gown replied as expected, his complexion still gentle.

He thought for a while, and then said to the robust man who was about to do it: "Don’t leave any weak spot, give him a breath."

The robust man snorted, "This little bastard has been running for so many years, and it is not wrong to kill him!"

"Don't cause me trouble." The man in the long-shirt has the same expression, and the folding fan in his hand is half open while speaking.

When the robust man saw this, he didn't say anything, but vented all his emotions on Wu Wei.

Every one of his blows was not at the critical part, but it contained extremely powerful power. It didn't take long for Wu Wei to beat Wu Wei like a blood man, impossible to move even a little bit.

Most of Wu Wei's face is swollen, the blood from his forehead is stuck to his eyes, and a bellows-like "ho-ho" sound is heard from the chest cavity, and the internal organs seem to be stirred up and bitter. Bone aches.

Before, in his world, Wu Wei, who had just come out of the orphanage to make a living, was beaten by Hooligan, but he could bear it and endure it. When he grew taller and stronger I can fight back, and because of his desperate style of play, the Hooligans are afraid of him.

But now, Wu Wei really feels that he might be beaten to death.

He really doesn't know where the things these people want, and even because he doesn't understand this World, he can't even lie.

But then again, even if you tell them where the gods are and give them the map, will they let them go?

At best, that's all!

I may be the most unlucky transmigrator in history, right? Wu Wei in the heart gave a wry smile and closed his eyes.

He doesn't even have the strength to struggle now.

He heard the footsteps of neither too fast nor too slow, and the sound of clothing rubbing while walking. Then, a slightly cold and well-knotted hand covered his forehead.

Wu Wei only felt that an ice cold aura surrounded him from all directions, and tried to find a weak spot that invaded his body.

This breath made Wu Wei feel cold all over his body, and instinctively produced a mentality of resistance.

His heart resisted, and the breath suddenly shook because of it, like a giant silkworm cocoon, which instantly wrapped Wu Wei in it, tightly attached to his body, so that he could not even breathe. Feeling angry.

Suddenly, Wu Wei couldn't support it anymore, and the consciousness of resistance disappeared. At the same time, his eyes were straight and there was chaos in his mind.

Not long after that, the cold hand left suddenly, and Xia Chen, who was wearing the dark red cloak, said to the man in the long-shirt: "He really doesn’t know anything anymore. The people of Underworld Sect took it away. His memory."

"Underworld Sect?" The man in the long gown slightly curled his lips, "This kid actually has such a life-saving ability! Hehe, if it wasn't for his memory loss, I almost wanted to keep him. Yes, Yichuan, give him this."

The robust man promised, and took the pills handed over by the man in the gown, and asked with some confusion: "What if he can't die? "

"Without memory, he is a useless person. With his current state, he must die."