No. 325 Encountering the Dead
In the past few days, there has been no movement in the Yuanmusheng Gang, which has made Bei Xiaobao more and more restless.
Qing Ming and Song Xuan still did what they had to do as usual, and as for Ma Zhong, he would also go to Bei Ming Xuan from time to time to help deal with some things.
It's strange to say, since Yuan Si's injuries have completely healed, the relationship between Yuan Si and Ma Zhong has been surprisingly good, and there is no such thing as the legend that must be broken or the enemy will be extremely red when they meet.
Maybe Yuan Si's personality is more honest and honest, and Ma Zhong doesn't know what method to use to solve the contradictions between them.
Not only Yuan Si in the North Shadow Xuan, but even Han Fei and Ma Zhong hooked shoulders and joked with each other.
It is the fulfillment of the old saying: if you don't fight, you don't know each other.
On this day, when Bei Xiaobao was bragging with Ma Zhong and others in the attic, the attic door suddenly rang regularly.
The lobby was instantly silent, and Bei Xiaobao's heart chuckled.
Could it be that Yuan Musheng is looking for revenge! Qing Ming and Song Xuan are not here, they are taking advantage of the emptiness of our troops, and they want to take advantage of the emptiness of our troops!
Countless thoughts flashed through Bei Xiaobao's heart, and he motioned for Ma Zhong to investigate the situation.
Ma Zhong was also panicked, and shook his head to indicate that he would not go.
Bei Xiaobao was about to fight, Ma Zhong was in a posture of beating me to death, Bei Xiaobao couldn't help him, so he could only signal Yuan San to go.
Yuan San held a stick in his hand and tiptoed to the door.
The knocking on the door continued, and the sound of someone talking could be faintly heard.
Could it be that Yuan Musheng sent a female disciple here, but he can't beat the boss, so he can't do it. Yuan San was even more puzzled in his heart.
Approaching the door, I saw a few small sounds coming from outside the door.
"Senior sister, after knocking for so long, maybe no one is here, let's go!"
"Senior Sister Mu, if you don't go first, I'll go and meet you later!"
"No, Senior Sister told me to keep an eye on you and not let you cause trouble!"
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Yuan Sanhu's suspicion was even better, the people outside didn't look like Yuan Musheng's disciples!
So he opened a crack in the door, and the sound from outside was intercepted.
Yuan San saw two tall women with beautiful faces standing by the door.
"May I ask if there is anything wrong with the two of you?" Yuan San raised his eyes and asked.
Before Yuan San could decide whether to open the door, one of the women hurriedly pushed the door in, and Yuan San couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.
"Qing Ming, he knows that you are here, Song Xuan has already told me!"
Bei Xiaobao, who was hiding under the case, secretly thought in his heart that it was broken, and it was really revenge, but it seemed that Song Xuan was betrayed by Song Xuan's kid?
Ma Zhong, who was also hiding next to Bei Xiaobao, was a little familiar when he heard this voice.
"Qingming!" the woman cried out again, her face revealing excitement.
"Two, you are looking for my boss, the boss is out!" Yuan San regretted it as soon as he said it, and before he could figure out what the other party wanted to do, he exposed the details.
"Senior Sister Mu, Qing Ming has really come to the academy!" the woman said excitedly, grabbing the hand of her companion next to her.
The people who came were Han Piao and Mu Wanzhen.
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Backyard jungle.
A sword light pierced the void, and the originally lush shrubs were broken at the waist.
At this moment, the earth stirred up a sound, like thunder. Countless fine stones swung up and down from the ground.
Some weak monster beasts trembled and crawled on the ground.
"Woohoo!" a figure passed through and quickly disappeared into the forest.
Behind that figure, a brute ran like a mad man, chasing the man in front of him.
As the man and the beast drifted away, the shaking of the earth became smaller and smaller, and with a terrible sound in the forest, the whole jungle regained its tranquility.
Those frightened little demon beasts looked around and made sure that there was no danger around them, and then they boldly walked out of their hiding places.
Deeper in the forest, a white-haired young man half-knelt beside the corpse of a giant demon beast, holding a short blade in one hand and pressing the head of the demon beast with the other, and after a little hesitation, he was about to insert the dagger into it.
With a breath, he took out the demon beast's Dan core.
The boy stood up, let out a long breath, lifted the left sleeve, and a shocking scar appeared
The blood was not dry, staining half of his clothes red.
He took out a few herbs from the Qiankun Ring and mashed them and applied them to the wound. The pain struck suddenly, his brow furrowed slightly, and he exhaled again, and his face immediately returned to calm.
Qing Ming has been sharpening his sword path in this jungle for several days, and for him, the biggest way to advance is to fight to the death, so he chose to come to the back mountain to plunder and kill demon beasts.
Only by hanging your life on your head at all times in the fight against demon beasts can you bring out your greatest potential.
This is the cultivation path of Qing Ming.
He glanced at the corpses of the demon beasts around him, and couldn't help muttering, "I'm sorry, I didn't want to kill you, but you had to intervene." “
Qing Ming was originally plundering and killing a five-hundred-year-old scale horse, but in the process of fighting, this Lingyan bear suddenly sprang out, and without saying a word, he directly pounced on Qing Ming.
The Lingyan Bear was originally a demon beast with a strong sense of territory, and Qing Ming grabbed its food on its territory, so it naturally couldn't look past it, let alone snatch its food under its nose.
As a monster beast of more than a thousand years, and also the lord of this area, it has the pride to show its hegemony over foreign humans.
Qing Ming didn't plan to fight it hard, after all, its cultivation was enough to rival the enemy's lower-level martial king.
But the other party didn't let go of his intentions, and in desperation, he could only use it as his stepping stone.
He looked up at the sky, then turned and continued to walk deeper into the forest.
The backyard of the Shengyuan Academy can be said to be a part of the Bingling Mountain Range, the Ice Spirit Mountain Range stretches for tens of thousands of miles across the Central Plains and the Northern Regions, stretching for tens of thousands of miles from north to south, and is one of the most primitive mountain ranges on the mainland, so there are many powerful demon beasts hidden in it that even the academy elders are afraid of.
Ordinary academy students would not dare to trespass into the depths of the mountain range without permission.
Students come here to experience and lead the team, and there are really very few students like Qing Ming who go to the depths of the mountain range alone, either they go in a team, and there must be one or two students above the martial king in the team, or they are tested in the peripheral areas of the mountain range, and they will never be as immersed in the mountains as Qing Ming.
The further he went, the stronger the aura of the powerful demon beast became, and the demon beast became more and more organized, not as chaotic and disorderly as the outer area.
Without knowing what the environment was in front of, Qing Ming didn't dare to go too deep and too far alone.
So he planned to return to the academy.
But just as he turned to leave, a roar suddenly rang out from the depths of the mountain range not far from him.
This beast roar was heard, and countless birds and beasts were startled above the jungle.
Qing Ming frowned slightly, could it be that something happened there that caused these demon beasts to flee in terror.
He hadn't intended to investigate the cause, but when he sensed a fluctuation in the aura, he gave up on leaving.
If someone can go deep into there, maybe he can too.
Having made up his mind, he galloped in that direction.