Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

"Little mongrel, aren't you a big eater? Why don't you open your mouth and eat all this grass to make a path, how about that?"

Suddenly, Ju Zi had a brilliant idea.

"..."

Taotie looked like it was about to cry, "I don't eat grass, I only eat meat. And... I'm really not a little mongrel."

The second half of the sentence was spoken in a much lower voice.

"Aren't you not a picky eater?"

"Orange said again."

Taotie: “…”

"I really don't eat vegetarian food, and I'm not picky about meat."

"Okay, I won't pressure you anymore."

"Thank you..."

"You're welcome."

"..."

"Let's go!" Fan Zui kicked the little mongrel, indicating that it should lead the way.

The Taotie bared its teeth at him, expressing its displeasure.

However, upon seeing the orange's gaze, he quickly shrank back.

With a determined heart, and knowing that this guy was so amazing, what danger was there to fear? I just waded through it.

"Little mongrel, do you know what kind of constitution your owner has?"

"I don't know." The answer was quite straightforward.

"You've lived for tens of thousands of years, how come you don't even know this?"

"Living a long time doesn't mean you know a lot, and besides, I've never even heard of her special case before."

It wagged its tail as it walked.

On the other side of the Sea of ​​Death.

The three young masters of the capital city finally gathered from all directions.

The three of them were unharmed, but all the people they brought with them had been killed.

It seems they have perished!

Yan Bingyun was still dressed in pure white, looking very clean.

He was the first to reach the edge of the Sea of ​​Death.

Light a campfire, sit around it, some people are in charge of grilling fish, and others stand guard.

The three young masters gathering overseas of the Land of Death was something that had been planned long ago.

The three exchanged glances, but neither of them mentioned their past experiences.

However, one thing is certain: everyone gained something.

And the harvest was quite substantial!

Although we lost some manpower, it was worth it.

"Have you two encountered my young master?"

Fan Qingyi tilted her head back, took a sip of water, and asked.

The other two exchanged a glance and shook their heads in unison.

"Fan Qingyi, if word gets out that you intend to kill Fan Zui in the secret realm, your reputation might not be very good."

Moreover, the old lady and the Marquis of Destruction will certainly not let you go.

Are you sure you want to do this?

Yan Bingyun poked at the campfire with a stick and suddenly said.

Chapter 150 [A Conspiracy to Kill Fan Zui]

Fan Qingyi ate her barbecue calmly and made no comment on the matter.

He was deep in thought, and no one could tell what he was thinking.

Yan Bingyun took a grilled fish, smelled it, and seemed quite satisfied.

He raised his brow slightly and muttered to himself:

"Everyone says that I am the number one of the three young masters in the capital, but in my opinion, you are the most dangerous one."

Fan Qingyi remained silent, simply eating her fish.

The fish was grilled to a golden brown color and looked quite appetizing.

The seasonings are also good.

A fragrance carried by the wind on the grassland drifts into the distance.

"We've agreed to kill Fan Zui, and you can rest assured about keeping it a secret."

After all, neither of us wants to be targeted by the Marquis of Destruction and the Old Madam.

As for the reason for helping to kill Fan Zui, it couldn't be simpler.

Or rather, there is no need for any reason at all.

Killed is killed.

The three families have always been locked in a power struggle, resorting to all sorts of underhanded tactics.

Killing someone is a minor matter.

The three young masters decided to rest for a day outside the Sea of ​​Death before entering it.

Night falls.

The vast grassland transformed into a mysterious realm that gradually darkened.

The stars twinkled, and a crescent moon hung in the azure sky, like a silver plate suspended in the heavens.

A gentle breeze carries the delicate fragrance of grass and trees, creating a delightful atmosphere.

The countless stars shone brightly in the boundless darkness, like countless twinkling sprites dancing.

The night was as dark as ink, and the grass on the grassland was faintly visible under the moonlight, weaving together a series of elegant paintings.

In the quiet of the night, all things are silent, except for the occasional low growl of a wild animal and the soft rustling of the wind through the grass.

In the distance, the grasslands are shrouded in mist, and the faint sound of herdsmen's flutes drifts through the air, like a dream.

But there can't be any herders here...

At the boundary where heaven and earth meet, a faint halo outlines the horizon, as if the grassland and the sky are intertwined into one.

The distant mountains are outlined as illusory silhouettes, like a fairyland in a fantasy story.

This grassland holds endless mystery and allure, as if one were in a dreamlike world where the seasons change.

Under the cover of night, the vast grassland appears even more mysterious and charming, attracting people's attention.

On this vast and tranquil land, one may be able to experience the beauty of life.

Hearing the faint roars of wild beasts emanating from within, Fan Qingyi's gaze remained calm.

He raised his head slightly and looked up at the starry sky; no one knew what he was thinking.

He didn't sleep a wink that night.

I just stood there quietly, gazing at the starry sky.

"Is he crazy?"

Emerging from the tent, Yan Bingyun, who had slept soundly and was yawning, noticed that Fan Qingyi seemed to have been standing all night and couldn't help but mutter to herself.

However, he secretly wondered if there was something wrong with this.

Since entering the secret realm, Fan Qingyi has acted strangely in every way.

But I can't quite put my finger on it.

As the sun rises in the east, everything on the vast grassland awakens.

It was radiant with golden light, dazzling to the eye.

The rising sun gently pierced through the clouds, its warm rays spilling across the vast land, while a soft breeze quietly permeated the air.

The dew on the grass sparkled like diamonds.

On the grassland, cattle and sheep bleat merrily, and birds sing, as if nature is welcoming the arrival of a new day.

"Let's go, into the Sea of ​​Death!"

The three young masters traveled together, each leading their own men, into the boundless grassland.