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Chapter 223 Battlefield and Beauty

This situation is completely different from the archways in the Moxian World. Zhang Zhexue, the mountain gate of the ancient sword sect, has also been in, but there is no such arrangement. The gate of the ancient sword sect is just a decoration, just an image project. When you go in, you will go in. You will never think of the Holy Beast Mountain, as if there is a small teleportation array.

Zhang Zhexue turned around and looked at Niu Buhui, saying, "Senior Brother, I'll come first this time. If it's the same as the eldest brother, you can come in again." After that, he didn't wait for Niu Buhui to reply, he jumped up and rushed in under the archway.

When Niu Buhui saw Zhang Zhexue enter the same situation as Jun Modao went in, he knew that this should be the case, so he also jumped in afterwards.

The dragon bone eagle and Xiaobai walked in at the same time, and two balls of light flashed out, enveloping them at the same time. When the light disappeared, the people and birds were gone outside the archway.

But Zhang Zhexue only felt the light flashing in front of him. After the light dissipated, the scenery in front of him had changed, but he was standing hanging on a square.

There are corpses on the square, both humans and monsters, but more are monsters. Many monsters' corpses are divided into pieces, obviously they were cut into this shape by sharp weapons. The human corpses are even more unbearable, and they are all tragic torn by monsters.

These corpses spread throughout the square, and the buildings around the square were also divided into pieces, all with ruins.

Zhang Zhexue didn't know what kind of story happened in this Holy Beast Palace. He actually attracted so many attacks from people, so that the entire army was wiped out, and even the ones who lived were not left. Perhaps some of them were still alive, but they all left here.

He also couldn't understand why these people and monsters died, their bodies did not rot and remained in their state at that time. It seemed that this life-and-death battle only happened before a moment.

If it weren't for the lack of a little bloody smell on the square, Zhang Zhexue felt that he would have thought he had entered a battlefield where he was fighting.

The square is very large and surrounded by tall buildings. The terrain of the square is very high. Turning back and looking back, you can see a whole complex of buildings that extend to the point where you look. And wherever you look, there are the corpses of people and monsters.

There was no living person except himself in the square, and Zhang Zhexue did not see Jun Modao who came in just one breath.

The surroundings were so quiet that the needle could be heard, and there was not even a sound of the wind.

"Brother!" Zhang Zhexue shouted.

An echo sounded in the square.

"Young Master."

"Hmm?" Zhang Zhexue was shocked, turned around and looked around but no one was seen: "Who is calling me? Why is this voice so familiar?"

"Young Master, I am Sier!"

"Si'er?" Zhang Zhexue hurriedly looked down at the spirit beast bag, reached out and opened the spirit beast bag. When he looked down, he saw a little man the size of a palm lying on his side, and he didn't even have a short wisp on his body.

Zhang Zhexue was happy and said: "Si'er, have you transformed?"

"Oh, young master, don't peek at others." The villain in the bag tried to lie on his side, and then blocked his key points with his hands.

Zhang Zhexue held the spirit beast bag in front of him, staring at Hu Sier in the bag with his eyes, and asked in surprise: "Si'er, why don't you wear clothes?" He had never seen such a small person before, let alone this villain was Hu Sier he had been looking forward to for a long time. Since Hu Sier followed him, he has been looking forward to Hu Sier's transformation and a look at the peerless beauty of a vixen. Today he finally let him wait.

"Oh, young master, you hate it so much, you still see it!" Hu Si'er's whole body seemed to turn pink, obviously blushing. Then a white light flashed, Hu Si'er turned into a little white fox again, and then jumped out of the spirit beast bag, and when it fell to the ground, it had already become its original size.

"Young Master, what's wrong? How come there are so many dead people and monsters?" Hu Si'er was stunned by the scene in front of her as soon as she came out.

Zhang Zhexue no matter what she has become now, in short, as long as she wakes up, he doesn't care about what she is around him as soon as Hu Sier landed, and he didn't care about what Hu Sier said. He picked up Hu Sier, hugged Hu Sier in his arms and hugged Hu Sier hard, rubbed his face against Hu Sier's head, and said happily: "My baby Sier, you finally woke up, but I missed me to death."

Hu Sier also rubbed his head hard on Zhang Zhexue's face, then licked his cheek with his pink tongue a few times, and said in a soft voice: "I also miss the young master, I can always see you in my dreams."

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "Since I miss me so much, why don't you wake up early?"

"I also think about it, but it's not over. I can't wake up even if I want to wake up." Hu Sier turned over and lay on his back in Zhang Zhexue's arms. His two big watery eyes looked at Zhang Zhexue tightly, as if Zhang Zhexue would disappear after a blink of an eye, and he didn't dare to relax a little. At this moment, Hu Sier didn't remember how tragic she and Zhang Zhexue were in, and they both forgot that there was only Zhang Zhexue in his eyes.

At this time, Zhang Zhexue no longer cared about where he was. He looked at the fox Sier in his arms and smiled: "Si'er, can you transform into shape? Why did you change back? The young master hasn't seen clearly what you look like after transforming into shape."

Hu Sier giggled and said, "I won't transform into shapes for you. Look at what you looked like just now, and I want to eat them in one bite. Besides, they have just transformed and have no clothes to wear. Even if they want to transform into clothes, they can't transform into spirit beast bags. They can only transform into shape after they come out. But look at where this is, aren't you afraid that Sier will be seen by others?"

Zhang Zhexue laughed and said, "So that's it. There is a house there. Let's find a room and Si'er transforms into a shape for the young master to see." After that, he hugged Hu Si'er and jumped up and flew towards the house closest to him. Hu Si'er did not object, but just shyly hid his head in his arms.

When he landed in front of the door of the house, Zhang Zhexue saw that the door was closed and pushed it open.

The room is very large, and you can see a high platform when you enter the door, with rows of futons placed on the ground, like a place to teach Taoism. The whole room was clean and almost spotless. If there weren't a few huge holes on the wall, there would be nothing unusual here.

Zhang Zhexue put down Hu Sier, turned around and closed the door, and then looked around. Fortunately, the windows were all closed tightly. He casually sacrificed his true energy, snatched the futon head on the ground, and blocked the holes on the wall, so that he would not be afraid that Hu Sier would show his glory.

"Si'er, you can transform." Zhang Zhexue stared at Hu Si'er, like a wretched uncle who deceived Loli.

Hu Sier glanced at Zhang Zhexue shyly and said angrily: "Young Master, you hate it so much, you insist on transforming yourself in front of you." She said this, but when Zhang Zhexue was looking forward to transforming herself, she felt sweet in her heart. She first glanced at Zhang Zhexue, and then turned on the ground, a white light came from her body. After she turned around, the light shone brightly. Before Zhang Zhexue could see clearly, a girl in white appeared in front of him.

Zhang Zhexue was completely stunned and looked at the transformed Hu Sier intently. He saw that she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, delicate and thin, with goose fat on her face, lips like cherry blossoms, eyebrows like ink paintings, and spirit like autumn water. She was indescribable tenderness and delicateness. Under the long eyelashes, her gem-like black eyes seemed to be able to capture people's souls. Her long black hair was casually draped on her shoulders, adding some beauty to her agility.

Seeing that Zhang Zhexue was fascinated by her beauty, Hu Sier felt both happy and proud. He pulled the hem of the skirt and turned around on the spot. The hem of the skirt was flying, revealing a pair of slender and white calves and tender and cute little feet inside. He laughed and said, "Young Master, is Sier beautiful?"

Zhang Zhexue wiped his saliva and nodded frequently and said, "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy. No one in this world is more beautiful than my Sier."

Hu Sier jumped and ran to Zhang Zhexue, with his two little hands behind his back, raised his head, stared at him with big eyes and smiled, "Young Master, have you ever seen a fairy?"

Zhang Zhexue looked at the little beauty in front of him, nodded and said, "I have seen it, the immortal standing in front of me is the immortal." Even though he had seen countless beauties in his previous life, he had never seen a beautiful girl like Hu Sier, whether on TV, on the Internet, or in life, he had never seen a beautiful girl like Hu Sier. She was so beautiful that she was so perfect.

"Young Master, you are so nice." Hu Sier threw herself into Zhang Zhexue's arms, hugged him tightly, and said in a sweet voice: "It's so good, I can finally hold you, Sier doesn't know how long it has been thinking about it."

Zhang Zhexue also reached out to hug Hu Sier, looked down at Hu Sier's beautiful face, and felt like he was dreaming. He thought to himself that the vixen can be so beautiful that it is so incredible. He looked at Hu Sier obsessedly, looked at her pink and delicate lips, and wanted to kiss her, but he felt that it was a bit desecrated by the girl in his arms, so he gently kissed Hu Sier's forehead.

Hu Sier shyly buried her head in Zhang Zhexue's arms and said, "Young Master, do you miss me?"

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "Of course I thought about it, and I was very imagining." As he said, he picked up Hu Sier horizontally, jumped to the high platform in a row, sat down on the side of the platform, looked at Hu Sier in his arms and smiled, "Tell the young master, why did you wake up at this time?"

Hu Sier thought for a while and said, "I didn't expect to wake up at this time, but I just felt like something was summoning me, and then I woke up. When they woke up, the young master was still outside the Holy Beast Mountain, but there were outsiders around the young master, so they didn't talk to the young master."

"Is it because of this Holy Beast Mountain? Maybe Si'er's great opportunity is here, the Holy Beast Palace, the Holy Beast Palace, isn't Si'er a monster?" Thinking of this, Zhang Zhexue lowered his head and said to Hu Si'er: "Si'er, do you want to visit this Holy Beast Palace with the Young Master?"

Hu Sier tilted her head and looked at Zhang Zhexue, and smiled and said, "Okay, then can we go shopping with each other? People have long thought about shopping with the young master, but now they can finally do it."

Zhang Zhexue laughed, hugged Hu Sier and jumped off the platform, put her on the ground, then held her little hand and walked out of the door, saying, "The young master has long thought of holding Sier's little hand and going shopping together, but today I am not shopping, but the battlefield I used to do."
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