Chapter 94: Fight or Flight?

You still have to have dreams.

Otherwise, why would you talk to someone after drinking too much?

Are you talking about women? Low, low!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 6521 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

There was light in Yang Shuo's eyes.

Zhang Mo felt that he couldn't eat this bowl of tofu nao anymore.

He originally wanted to ask Yang Shuo to go with him.

One master and one servant will be on the run from now on. Now it's up to him to answer.

Why are you so idealistic?

Doesn’t this make this sect leader look like a rustic?

Zhang Mo asked again: "Isn't it miserable to be chased by the righteous way?"

When Yang Shuo mentioned this, he no longer felt sleepy in an instant.

"The sect master has never been hunted down?"

"Sure enough, even those bastards from the Righteous Way would not dare to offend such a powerful being like the Sect Master."

"Sect Master, you really want to know? I can elaborate."

Zhang Mo indicated that Yang Shuo could sit down and chat.

Yang Shuo immediately sat down and said with joy: "When I was being hunted back then, I saw many demon cultivators being caught by the righteous way. Some small demon cultivators actually didn't even have magic essence at all. They just did some small things wrong. , such as desecrating corpses, learning some evil methods, abducting concubines from outside members, believing in a demon, etc. In the end, they were caught by the villagers or righteous hypocrites. They put the people in the pot and poured them. Boil hot water over high heat, which is said to steam out the evil spirits in the body.”

Zhang Mo opened his mouth slightly, and it sounded like it was not much different from the torture in the dungeon.

The righteous way is so cruel!

Yang Shuo continued: "The other thing is burning. The righteous people think this is the best way to purify the demonic essence. They also play tricks on burning the demon, dividing it into several degrees of cookedness and how many days to burn. For example, it's normal If it is medium cooked, it will never be burned to death. If it is less than one day, it will be burned to death. If it is more powerful, it will be cooked for three days. It will be burned until the internal organs are like dregs, but the person will not die immediately. No matter how powerful the demon cultivator is, for example, someone of your level is very familiar..."

"Okay, okay!"

Zhang Mo couldn't listen anymore.

He felt himself warming up.

Hearing this, his heart was pounding, he couldn't bear it, it was too much.

Looking at it this way, the devil is still very gentle.

Countdown to death is a good skill.

Well, very good!

After putting down the money, Zhang Mo continued to wander around the market.

Although Yang Shuo didn't know what Zhang Mo was going to do, his absolute trust in the sect leader made him say nothing.

After shopping until night, Zhang Mo just went back to rest.

As the sect leader, of course he had his own courtyard. Even in this small place, Yang Shuo still helped him arrange it properly.

At night, Zhang Mo couldn't sleep, so he climbed up to the roof to blow the cold wind.

The evening breeze blew through, and Zhang Mo looked at the lights of various houses, but he didn't know what his future was.

Do you really want to escape?

From then on, he was like a dog, being chased by the right way, until one day he was caught like Yang Shuo said, and then he was steamed or burned to death. Of course, he is facing death, so he can suffer less. But is this his destined ending?

But if he didn't escape, with his strength, he would just die in battle.

Once he reaches the actual battlefield, his secret will be revealed and his death will be inevitable.

There was death on both sides, it was just a matter of choosing between a dignified death in battle or an embarrassing death by running away.

If it were the case before, he would definitely choose to escape.

But now, after truly seeing this cruel world, he hesitated.

Just like Yang Shuo said, from the first day he became a demon cultivator, he knew that he would die badly. Being able to choose your own way of death is already a gift from God.

Yang Shuo is like this, so why is he not?

Become a devil for one day.

A devil for life.

That's all.

…

The next day.

Ancient port city at dusk.

The old dog paced back and forth anxiously on the Yipin Tea House.

"Didn't you say that we have already set off? Why haven't we arrived yet? Where did Elder Yang and the others go?"

Lao Gou and his men have already set up an ambush in the ancient port city.

But Lao Gou himself felt that it was unreliable to stop the "reinforcements" based on their strength alone.

But they may only have one chance to take action. Once the "reinforcements" react, it will be a head-on confrontation, which will be troublesome.

According to the news, the treasure ship is about to arrive at the ancient port city. If we don't take action, the opportunity will be missed and the treasure ship will run away!

"Let's go find out more information and see if anyone from the sect has arrived. Yang Shuo, if the plan goes wrong this time, I will let the sect leader skin you when you get back!"

The old dog bared his teeth angrily.

In this war, he was considered one of the commanders-in-chief of Tianmo Sect. From planning to arrangement to frontline command, he was personally present.

Everything is done, all it takes is this last step.

Damn it, it’s just like the matter between men and women, if it’s just a little bit different, it’s very unpleasant!

The critical moment, the real critical moment, what's the point if it doesn't come.

Behind him, a demon cultivator saw the old dog's anxious look and said, "Master Gou, how about we do it ourselves."

The old dog said loudly: "Fuck your mother, the army has not arrived, and there is no order from the sect master. If anyone dares to do it, I will be the first to chop him. Just wait for me!"

The demon cultivator hurriedly lowered his head, but still clasped his fists and said, "But the opponent's ship is about to arrive. Are you just going to watch it go by?"

The old dog glared and said: "I say it again, no action is allowed without an order. Even if it passes, you cannot take action!"

"Yes!"

The demon cultivators quickly retreated. There were hurried footsteps coming from below. A demon cultivator rushed upstairs with the news and said anxiously: "Lord Dog, something bad has happened. The Righteous Alliance has come out in full force and captured two of our cities yesterday!"

The old dog was shocked when he heard this and took the news to read it. He was so angry that he slapped his thigh.

"They know, the damn Righteous Alliance must know our plan. They really know how to pick the time, knowing that we can't come back to help now. No, we must deal with the reinforcements first. Tell the deacons of other cities to hold on, hold on as much as possible for me!"

Gritting his teeth, the old dog whispered: "No way, is it really going to collapse? I have even sacrificed my soul, I can't afford to lose. Sect Master, Sect Master, what are you thinking, what should I do now?"

...

At this time, the small market.

In front of Zhang Mo's courtyard, Yang Shuo stood at the door, waiting quietly.

A demon cultivator came over and asked curiously, "Great Elder. Where are we going? Why did you stop halfway? What's the purpose of staying here?"

Yang Shuo glared and said, "Do I need to explain to you? Get lost! You won't move forward without the order of the sect master. Don't you understand this?"

The demon cultivator lowered his head and left quickly, not daring to ask another question.

Yang Shuo looked up at the sky and frowned again.

Then he murmured, "Although I don't understand why, as long as I believe in the sect master, it's right."